Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Qiu Chi frowned slightly and said: "Saint King City and the Demon Dragon have old grudges. They once killed our congregation.

This time it’s just for revenge. If you are not from the Holy Martial Kingdom, why don’t you mind your own business? "

Ling Xiao said disdainfully: "Do you think I don't know what your purpose is if you don't tell me?

You, the Demon Dragon Guild, must be looking for something, right?

Is it the Ancient Demonic Dragon Art? "

This is the only reason Ling Xiao can think of.

After all, this is the purpose of the establishment of the Dragon Society.

They suddenly made a surprise attack on the Holy King City. If it were not for this purpose, it would be difficult to understand.

Hearing this, Na Qiuchi suddenly frowned: "Who are you, and how do you know about our Magic Dragon Club?"

While talking, several shouts came from not far away.

A large number of warriors from the Demonic Dragon Society rushed over, apparently tens of thousands of people.

Among them, one is a low-level king with a peak cultivation level in the Xuanwu Tribulation Realm.

Before the man arrived, he had already cursed: "Qiuchi, you are a coward, you met someone and you still asked for help!"

Qiu Chi said flatteringly: "Mr. Zong, it's not that I'm a coward, this kid is really difficult to deal with.

One move can kill a brother at the ninth level of the Soul Realm. To be on the safe side, I sent the signal.

Moreover, he has a real giant dragon, which seems to be of pure blood. Isn’t it rare for the elders? "

The man known as Zong Lao glanced at the Eternal Demonic Dragon with greed in his eyes.

However, he shook his head and said: "Such a good thing must be given to the leader of the meeting. What qualifications do we have?"

Immediately, he stared at Ling Xiao, who was still standing on Xiao Hei's back.

A handsome boy with a handsome face, but no real strength.

Compared to this eternal demon dragon, it seems a little unnoticed.

So Mr. Zong just glanced at him and said calmly: "Boy, hand over this giant dragon. I can spare your life. Go away."

Ling Xiao was indifferent and speechless.

He had already gotten the answer he wanted from the elder named Qiu Chi.

I am afraid that 90% of the other party came to the Holy King City to look for the ancient magic dragon talisman.

"Silence? How brave!

Brothers, crush him! "

Elder Zong waved his hand and shouted sternly.

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison and charged towards Ling Xiao.

In their eyes, this is just a young man. No matter how strong he is, can he still defy the odds?

But no one expected it.

The next moment, something terrible happened.

The surrounding air suddenly became extremely cold.

It was as if the coldness of the Nine Netherworld was coming.

Tens of thousands of warriors all froze in an instant and turned into ice sculptures.

It's like a work of art.

The old sect's strength was pretty good, and he still maintained his consciousness when he was frozen.

But it was this that made him even more frightened.

"Ling Xiao! It must be him, it's Ling Xiao!"

A name finally came to his mind.

It was this boy who uprooted the Demonic Dragon Society in Xuecheng of Linghun Kingdom.

Even the leader failed to capture and kill him.

What a shame, why did I just find out?

When he was terrified, he saw the young man walking towards him.

The ice sculptures that the boy passed by exploded and shattered on the ground.

There were no screams, just dots of red in the ice and snow.

terrible!

Simply devilish!

Nearly ten thousand people were killed in an instant!

If he hadn't been frozen now, Mr. Zong would have been so scared that he wet his pants.

These inhumane members of the Dragon Society will also have a fearful day. I am afraid that even they themselves have never thought of it.

Click!

At this moment, Mr. Zong found that the ice that had frozen him cracked.

He thought he was going to die.

Unexpectedly, he felt no pain. After the ice cracked, he let out a sigh of relief.

He hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Master, if you have anything to ask, I will tell you everything. I just ask you to spare my life."

"Where are the remaining people in Holy King City?"

Ling Xiao asked calmly.

Elder Zong did not hesitate at all, and said hurriedly: "They are all hiding in the Holy King's Palace in the inner city at this time, and they are resisting stubbornly."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao was slightly relieved.

It seems that the Holy King City has not been completely breached.

The Holy Palace still stands there, becoming the strongest fortress.

After all, that was originally the most heavily defended place in the Holy King's City besides the sculpture of the Holy Emperor.

"How many people are here from the Demon Dragon Society this time, and how strong are they?"

This time, Elder Zong was obviously hesitant.

But just as he hesitated, he saw Ling Xiao's terrifying demon eyes.

The demonic eye opened, and Zong Lao's spirit almost completely collapsed.

He gave up the only bottom line.

Otherwise, he felt that he would immediately become a fool.

It's so terrifying. This soul power is really hard to imagine. How could such a young warrior have such a powerful soul power.

"I said it all.

The number of people exceeds 100,000!

In terms of strength, the worst ones are the seventh level warriors of the Divine Soul Realm. "

"What about those above the king?"

For Ling Xiao, strong men above the king level are troublesome.

"One hundred low-level kings, thirty middle-level kings, four high-level kings, and one peak king!"

What!

Ling Xiao was extremely shocked when he heard this.

This Demonic Dragon Society is really seriously underestimated.

So powerful.

I believe that those who attacked the Holy King's City this time were not all powerful, but they were already so terrifying.

This is definitely more than any military country.

Except that there is no great emperor, it is not inferior to the Twelve Holy Cities at all.

To be honest, Ling Xiao had never taken the Demonic Dragon Society seriously before.

But today, he knew he was wrong.

This mysterious organization is much scarier than imagined.

"How is the situation in the Holy Palace?"

Ling Xiao asked again.

"You should know that I have brought so many people here to help, and the Holy King's Palace is almost captured.

It is estimated that it will be broken within half an hour. "

Zong Lao said.

"You are so confident!"

Ling Xiao smiled, he did not spare the elder Zong's life.

Will such a person continue to do evil even if he is not dead?

The Demonic Dragon Society not only massacred the warriors of the Holy King City, they also colluded with the enemies of the human race.

Although I don't know if this enemy is the Xingtian clan, there is no doubt that it is targeting the human clan.

Elder Zong fell into a pool of blood, but Ling Xiao had disappeared into the night.

This time, he put away Xiao Hei.

Because he wanted to sneak into the enemy camp and first determine whether what the elder said was true.

Even if the other person is telling the truth, it may not be the truth.

After all, some experts may not even fully trust their own people.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind kept blowing.

The sound of howling ghosts and wolves could be heard in the air.

It seemed like endless evil spirits were coming to claim his life.

This is ultimately an ominous and disturbing situation.

Although the defense of the Holy Palace is strong, after a full day of fighting, it has reached the most dangerous moment.

Even the Holy King never thought that the Holy King's Palace would one day be reduced to this.

He used to think that no matter what enemy he was, it would be impossible for him to attack the Holy King's Palace.

But now, even the Holy Palace is about to be captured.