Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Han Lei just asked, but she didn't expect Ling Xiao to agree.

This made her a little annoyed, and she felt that her self-esteem had been challenged.

So, she directly stepped onto the Seventh God Realm Arena.

"In that case, let's get started, father. If I lose, give him a piece of Ten Thousand Years of Ice!"

Han Lei is arrogant.

boom!

A terrifying ice flame emerged from his body.

Like burning ice, the white ice flames exuded an extremely cold atmosphere.

The surrounding air instantly became cold.

The warriors standing around the ring also moved out of the way. The terrifying ten thousand year ice flame was too much for them to bear.

Thousands of years of ice flame!

Ling Xiao knew that this ice flame was cultivated with thousands of years of ice.

The power is as powerful as the strongest strange fire. It is estimated that even some inferior fairy fire cannot compare with the terror of this ten thousand year ice flame.

Anyway, he could feel that his physical body could not withstand this ten thousand year ice flame.

Although his physical body is already equivalent to a Kaio-level Emperor artifact.

But this ten thousand year ice flame can destroy any imperial artifact that is not blessed by external forces.

Just so domineering.

No wonder Han Lei is so confident.

But the more this happened, the more Ling Xiao became interested in this ten thousand year ice.

He possesses divine fire, but he cannot control it freely and can only use it for self-defense.

But if he uses fairy fire to cultivate ice flames, which are second only to divine fire in power and can be freely controlled, his combat power will definitely be greatly improved.

"Ice bird! Ice dragon! Ice lion!"

Han Lei let out a cry, and the ice flame turned into three kinds of shadows and rushed towards Ling Xiao.

These are not only three different shapes of ice flames, but also three different powers.

The ice bird contains the laws of the world of killing;

The ice lion contains the divine law of speed;

The ice dragon contains the law of destruction of the divine world.

This woman turned out to be the owner of multiple laws of the divine world.

At the same time, Han Lei's body also moved. Two balls of ice flames burned in her palms, turning into an ice flame sword and stabbing Ling Xiao's head.

Ling Xiao seemed to have no other choice but to retreat.

Because all other roads have been blocked.

Han Lei's attack was so powerful that it even made some eighth-level god kings and eighth-level god emperors tremble.

Ling Xiao also frowned slightly.

This girl is really a master in cooperating with Wannian Bingyan.

However, he actually likes such an opponent.

Those people before were too weak and there was no need to fight.

"Your Thousand Years Ice Flame is very interesting!"

Ling Xiao smiled and quickly entered the body of the phoenix.

No matter what kind of flame it is, it is nothing to the body of the Phoenix.

"Phoenix Fire!"

Ling Xiao opened his mouth and spit out a strange blue flame, blocking the ice bird.

Then he punched out with his right hand. It was the domineering Demon Emperor Miesheng, directly hitting the ice dragon.

He pulled out a sword flower with his left hand - there was a sudden change in the sky, thunder and lightning!

Kill directly towards the ice lion.

Even facing Han Lei, Ling Xiao did not use all his cards.

Not even the Tyrant Martial Spirit was used, let alone the Holy Pattern Technique.

Because Han Lei was only an eighth-level divine general, and Ling Xiao's combat power was already comparable to that of an eighth-level divine king.

If you use them all, it's bullying.

Ice birds, ice dragons and ice lions all have ways to fight against them.

As for Han Lei's true form, Ling Xiao directly rose into the sky and dueled with him.

The whole body is burning with violent flames.

Fire against fire.

The arena turned completely into a sea of ​​flames.

The white eternal ice flames and the blue immortal hellfire are intertwined.

A series of terrifying roaring sounds formed.

The ring finally couldn't bear the terrifying force and cracked, but it still didn't break.

Han Lei was finally blown away.

Vomiting blood.

The ice birds, ice dragons and ice lions she released were all shattered.

On the field, only Ling Xiao stood there, looking at Han Lei calmly as she landed on the ring.

“The girl is pretty strong, and Wannian Bingyan is even more powerful.

Unfortunately, he is still not my opponent. "

Ling Xiao looked at Han Lei, no excitement or pride, just as calm as before.

Thirteen consecutive wins.

The last game ended with a leapfrog defeat of an eighth-level god general.

This made everyone look shocked.

Han Lei stood under the ring and looked at Ling Xiao, with strong unwillingness in her eyes.

She already had an advantage by using her eighth-level divine general training to deal with the opponent's seventh-level divine king.

It was already a shame not to directly defeat the opponent, but now he was knocked off the ring by the opponent. This was simply the worst shame among shame.

How could she be willing to do so.

"I don't accept it!"

Han Lei shouted and jumped onto the ring again.

She still has something at the bottom of the box that she hasn't used yet, and that's her most terrifying weapon.

"If you lose, you lose. Whether you accept it or not has nothing to do with me.

If you continue, there will no longer be a competition, but a fight.

Don’t say you are the daughter of the Ice Lord of the Underworld. Even if you are the daughter of the Lord of the Underworld, I will still kill you!

Don't be shameless. "

Ling Xiao's expression turned gloomy.

A terrifying aura enveloped the other party.

"What a domineering and powerful young man, even I can't see through his true fighting power!"

Although Master Miyin was optimistic about Ling Xiao, he never expected that Ling Xiao could actually defeat Han Lei.

If such a talent remains alive, then it is estimated that not long after, he will be able to step out of the shackles of the Thirteen God Realms and become a true god!

Han Lei was actually afraid.

She saw the cold murderous intent and contempt in Ling Xiao's eyes.

"Leilei, this is the arena for the Black Cavalry. If you lose, you lose. Don't look for any excuses. Come down!"

Finally, the Ice Underworld Lord spoke.

It was like finding a step down for Han Lei.

Otherwise, Han Lei really didn't know whether to fight or not.

Han Lei turned around and got off the ring: "Father, I promised to give him a piece of ice that lasts ten thousand years."

"That's natural. We never do this kind of thing."

The Lord of the Ice Underworld flicked his hand, and two pieces of ten-thousand-year-old ice flew out, one flying towards Lingxiao and the other towards the Lord Miyin.

This Ice Underworld Lord was obviously using a lot of force, as if he wanted to make Ling Xiao look embarrassed.

However, the ten-thousand-year-old ice had already disappeared before it reached Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Lord Hades!"

The Ice Underworld Lord's eyes showed surprise.

According to the laws of the Space God Realm, this kid is really amazing.

"Good! Good! Interesting!

As expected, the Black Cavalry Arena is full of geniuses and monsters.

Young man, although I lost the bet because of you today, I am still very optimistic about your future. "

The Ice Underworld Lord laughed.

Although he is narrow-minded, he will not lose his temper with a young man in public.

No need.

It was just a piece of ice that lasted ten thousand years. It might be a treasure to others, but to him, it was nothing.

"Han Bing, you don't have to feel bad. Although I won, I still have to give him one of these pure-hearted butterflies."

Miyin Underworld Master smiled, flicked his hand, and a shining seven-color butterfly flew to Ling Xiao's side and recognized its master directly.

Only then did Ling Xiao know that the Qingxin Butterfly had seven kinds of musical notations and seven kinds of effects.

Tyrant Martial Spirit