Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Among all the people, only Chen Mengmeng was able to overcome his heartbreak.

Chen Meng is very aware of how terrifying Ling Xiao is, especially his powerful and unpredictable soul secret technique, which makes it difficult for people to guard against him.

But she couldn't say.

What she said was to express in front of everyone that she was not as good as Ling Xiao. As a face-conscious person, she did not dare to do that.

"A life-and-death duel is a life-and-death duel. Am I still afraid of you?"

Heartbroken was completely driven to a dead end by the pressure of public opinion. Of course, this was also an effect deliberately created by Ling Xiao.

Otherwise, if Sadness is killed in an ordinary battle, someone will definitely cause trouble.

But it's different now. In a life-and-death showdown, a life-and-death contract will be signed before the battle. No matter who dies, they are not allowed to cause trouble to the other party.

"Okay, in that case, let's get started."

A sneer slipped from the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth.

He originally came here just for the mirage inner elixir, but if someone insists on seeking death, then he doesn't mind just disposing of a piece of garbage.

He was not afraid that Zhao Yu would not admit his guilt after the end. If he dared not to admit his guilt, he would kill this guy, just in time to open the way for Zhao Zhi.

With Yue Nu here, he believed that no one would dare to break his promise, not even the Holy Emperor, let alone the mere Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty.

In the Colosseum, the silver jade demon elephant had been taken away. He looked sadly at Ling Xiao's strange black-gold pupils, not seeing the slightest trace of nervousness in them.

Not to mention any fear.

Who is this person?

Why is there such strong self-confidence?

I really don’t understand the sadness.

"I am heartbroken and the chief core disciple of the Poison King Sect. What do you call me, kid?"

Chen Meng and others know Ling Xiao, but it's sad that they don't know Ling Xiao.

"Ling Xiao, the chief core disciple of Yuehua Sect!"

Ling Xiao said lightly.

Ling Xiao is not bad at all about the proper etiquette.

With just this sound, the entire stand almost exploded.

The name Ling Xiao is now known to almost everyone in the Northern Han Dynasty.

He made a big fuss in the Sword King Sect Colosseum, defeated Chen Meng and the Decepticons in a three-sect martial arts competition, and even provoked Jian Wuji.

Then the Holy Son and the people from the Tianwang Sect went to the Yuehua Sect to investigate, but they were directly kicked out.

Everything is related to this young man.

"Oh? So you are the Ling Xiao who is just trying to gain fame. You used despicable means to defeat Senior Sister Chen Meng. Very good. Let me see how much you weigh today!"

Of course Sadhanchang had heard of Ling Xiao's name, but he showed more disdain and displeasure.

Ling Xiao actually dared to defeat Chen Meng without giving Shengzi face. This was something even he didn't dare to do.

Why does this guy?

As he spoke, Sadness suddenly exuded cold murderous intent, and a strange martial spirit appeared behind him.

That's a doll.

It looks like a baby just two or three months old.

But it turned out to be very strange. His whole body was covered in mercury silver, his eyes turned white, and it was very scary.

"Is this the mercury ghost infant martial spirit?"

Rumor has it that when important people are buried, they will be buried with living sacrifices. One way is to pour mercury into the body of the baby while it is still young, so that the body will not rot.

This method is extremely vicious and cruel, and is simply inhumane.

People with mercury ghost infant martial souls will have strong resentment and have extremely surly and extreme personalities.

Obviously, Sadness is such a person.

"You are very discerning, yes, it is the Mercury Ghost Infant Martial Spirit!"

He sneered sadly, and the terrifying aura was released even more fiercely, all rushing toward Ling Xiao.

It was an extremely cold will, as if it was going to strangle Ling Xiao to death.

"The will to kill?"

Ling Xiao was slightly startled.

Unexpectedly, Sadness also mastered the will to kill. Unfortunately, this guy was completely controlled by the will to kill and became a prisoner of this will.

In comparison, Ling Xiao has the will to kill, but he is the one who controls it. He will only release it when he wants to use it. When he is not using it, the power of this will will be imprisoned in the spiritual sea.

Noticing the change in Ling Xiao's expression, Sadness couldn't help but smile.

It seems that his will to kill really surprised Ling Xiao. In this case, Ling Xiao should not be too strong. In the past, he used his will to kill to deal with opponents who were difficult to win.

"Boy, the will to kill has already surprised you so much. If something even more surprising is revealed, are you going to cry?"

Sadness showed a mocking smile and said: "How dare you directly propose a life-and-death duel? You are really good at finding a place to seek death."

As he spoke, the martial spirit behind Sadangchang shook, and then a green poisonous miasma mist appeared, and then spread rapidly until the entire Colosseum was completely enveloped.

"Poisonous miasma mist?"

When Ling Xiao saw the green mist, not only did he not panic, but he became happy.

The next thing he plans to practice is the celestial phenomenon of fog.

Although this poisonous green mist cannot be regarded as a celestial phenomenon, it still has the same effect. Maybe this battle is really fought correctly, and maybe something can be learned from it.

"Hahaha, go to hell, kid, just struggle to survive in this poisonous miasma and taste what despair is!"

In the thick green mist, Sadness let out crazy jeering sounds.

"It's just a poisonous miasma, what can you do to me?"

Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully, and behind him, the shadow of the Plague Demon King appeared.

To deal with poisonous miasma, this martial spirit is the most suitable to use.

Lifting his feet gently, Ling Xiao slowly walked towards Sadness.

The Plague Demon King behind him opened his mouth and sucked in, and poisonous miasma began to pour into the Plague Demon King's martial spirit in large quantities.

"Um?"

Looking at this scene with sadness and surprise, his face suddenly became serious.

He has seen many opponents, but no one has ever been able to break his poisonous miasma like this.

This kid Ling Xiao is simply his nemesis!

But he couldn't just admit defeat.

He is a half-step Tianzun with 60% strength, and his cultivation is much stronger than Ling Xiao. He will never lose to Ling Xiao like this, absolutely not!

The poisonous miasma dissipated, and the ghost baby behind him let out a shrill scream. Two streaks of mercury merged into his palms, and then stabbed through the air.

Ling Xiao just looked heartbroken and walked slowly, seemingly unresponsive, concentrating on comprehending the mystery of the mist.

Bang!

Snapped!

The two mercury spikes were directly thrown away by the Plague Demon King, unable to cause the slightest harm to Ling Xiao.

"Sad, your will to kill is very powerful, but it's a pity that your use of it is only superficial and too immature."

Ling Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and there was already a hint of enlightenment in his mind.

Although he still hasn't cultivated into the Heavenly Phantasm of Mist for the time being, he believes that after returning this time, with the help of the spiritual liquid and this glimmer of understanding, he can definitely succeed.

"I have to thank you for the generous gift you gave me, so in the end, I will let you die happily and not let you die in grief."

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and the plague demon disappeared behind him, replaced by Ye Gushan.

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