Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The reincarnation stone glows.

Then Ling Xiao felt his body being sucked in uncontrollably.

This kind of power is simply not something he can fight against.

But Ling Xiao didn't panic.

After taking all the countermeasures, he simply took the initiative to plunge into the light.

The next moment, his vision turned black.

When I could see things again, I found myself in a place I didn't know where.

Here are the ruins of a palace, and it feels like it was a relic from many years ago. There is an ancient atmosphere everywhere.

"What on earth is this place?

Are you still in the river of blood?

Could it be a palace built by the gods in the past?

But this sign of destruction must have been attacked.

The previous reincarnation stone was probably something like a portal.

But who is it that wants to teleport me here? "

Ling Xiao has many questions, but no one can answer him now.

He can only rely on his own ability to find out the answer.

Ling Xiao waved his hand slightly, and a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the thick dust on the ground was blown up.

Ling Xiao's eyes froze instantly.

Corpses everywhere!

This is what he saw.

It seemed that he was right, there had been a terrible battle here.

There are millions of bones alone.

And every corpse is extremely powerful.

The worst one is actually a half-step king.

It is impossible for the corpses of ordinary warriors to be preserved for such a long time.

In other words, in this war back then, the Half-Step King was just a cannon fodder-like character.

What level of war is this?

Ling Xiao felt that he had arrived at an incredible place.

In addition to the endless corpses as far as the eye can see, there are weapons everywhere.

Although everything has been damaged, the strength of the past can still be seen vaguely.

Because of these weapons or magic weapons, the worst ones have a hundred divine dragon patterns.

The strongest one doesn’t know.

But Ling Xiao saw a battle axe. Just the incomplete part had nine hundred divine dragon patterns.

This means that even the Space Flying Sword and the Time Flying Sword cannot compare with it.

And it's not even close.

These magic weapons have been sleeping here for who knows how many years, but you can still feel the powerful aura contained within them.

It's not much, but it's frightening.

Especially the tomahawk that Ling Xiao paid most attention to, although only half of the ax blade was left, but just by looking at it, it seemed that the owner could see the scene of the owner holding the tomahawk and fighting bravely.

"What kind of things happened in the Eternal God Realm? I used to wonder why so many reincarnation gods disappeared in the end.

Today I'm even more curious.

Although there are many skeletons here, the strongest ones are just the corpses of emperor-level warriors.

The corpse of a reincarnation god was not seen.

Why? "

Ling Xiao had encountered the bones of demigods before. The so-called corpses he had found were actually the bones of demigods.

It's just that he didn't know it at the time.

Now that I have become stronger and know more, I feel even more shocked.

The battle ax with more than nine hundred divine dragon patterns was actually chopped into pieces. What kind of scale did the battle at that time reach?

It's definitely not a battle between great emperors, I'm afraid it's a battle between samsara gods.

"Never mind it, even if it's fragments, they are fragments of a powerful magic weapon. After being reforged, you can still create a powerful weapon.

When my Tyrant Empire started, I was very poor, so these things came in handy.

And some of the weapons don't seem to be particularly badly damaged, and they may be able to be repaired. "

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, waved his hand, and directly opened the Qiankun Realm, taking in all the junk.

He also collected those demigod-level corpses.

"Ling Xiao, what the hell are you doing? Why did you throw in so much scrap metal and bones?"

Aunt Xue was sleeping in the Qiankun Realm when she suddenly felt an earth-shattering noise.

Only then did I realize that there were many more things in the world of Qiankun.

It was just scraps of copper and iron, but there were so many corpses, which shocked Aunt Xue.

"Aunt Xue, these are the corpses of demigods. Each one of them can create a powerful warrior."

Ling Xiao smiled.

"You want the things of dead people, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

Aunt Xue smiled bitterly, but after seeing the details of the so-called scraps and corpses.

She still can't avoid the rhythm of "it smells so good".

"It won't be destroyed. I will bury them generously in the future."

Ling Xiao curled his lips and said.

Will he be afraid of divine punishment? He has been struck by lightning so many times.

boom!

At this moment, a terrifying force suddenly exploded crazily.

Ling Xiao turned around and saw that it was the battle ax he admired most before.

When the battle ax was about to enter the world of heaven and earth, a black shadow flew out from it and shot straight into the sky.

"Get away!"

Ling Xiao was naturally on guard.

Just kidding, he had taken things from dead people in the tomb before, knowing full well that there might be residual thoughts in these things that would attack the warriors.

So the moment the black shadow rushed towards him, he was forced back by the fairy fire.

"Fairy fire! How can you, this kid, have fairy fire! No wonder you can enter the blood river!"

The black shadow seemed a little aggrieved: "It was not easy to get out of the self-seal.

How can I look at the fat in front of me and not chew it.

Fairy fire, right?

As long as I don't touch you, I can still take you away! "

This black shadow spoke quite directly, saying that he wanted to seize Ling Xiao's body because he had no body.

Although the soul has become weaker after a long period of consumption, it still has a soul strength equivalent to the level of the Great Emperor.

To be honest, if Ling Xiao hadn't met the God of Samsara, his soul realm would have been greatly improved.

Facing this guy, he really didn't have any confidence.

But now, he has nothing to fear.

"Boy, you don't seem to be afraid at all?"

Black Shadow frowned, a little unsure of Ling Xiao's strength.

"Why should I be afraid?"

Ling Xiao chuckled and said: "You are nothing more than a lonely ghost, and you have been consumed a lot.

Maybe you were extremely powerful tens of thousands of years ago, but now you are really nothing special. "

"Boy, you are seeking death!"

Black Shadow was a little annoyed, remembering that back then, he was an existence in the realm of reincarnation.

A God revered by all people!

But now, he was actually being ridiculed by a boy whose cultivation was only half-step to the level of a king.

How could he endure it.

This is a huge insult to him.

Although the tiger falls in peace, you can't be bullied by an ant.

Thinking of this, he blew out a puff of thick smoke, actually avoiding the fairy fire, and then rushed towards Ling Xiao's head crazily.

Want to enter Ling Xiao's soul sea.

Ling Xiao sneered and opened the Demon Eye directly.

The black shadow was covered by the light of the Demon Eye and could not move at all.

He finally became frightened: "How could this be? You are obviously only a half-step king, but why do you have a soul realm that is not weaker than the God of Samsara!"

What a miscalculation! What a miscalculation!

Heiying finally realized that he had underestimated Ling Xiao too much. This time, he might be in trouble!