Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"The people here are obviously not from the same place. Apart from the City of Pain, are there other primitive cities?"

Ling Xiao asked.

While setting up the formation and talking at the same time, it is not easy for the other party to find out the clues.

"Sure enough, your Excellency is also a warrior in the Primordial City. You are not wearing a uniform. Could it be that you are a new member?"

Yu Biao said: "In that case, it's easy to handle. Why don't we work together to break down the last fortress of this city, and then divide the good things together.

There is something called the Heart of the World in this city.

It can make the inner world of the warrior quickly grow into a small world. "

oh?

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment. Someone would give him a pillow just because he was sleepy.

It's interesting that there is such a thing as the Heart of the World.

Just as he was thinking about it, more people gathered around.

There were many people, thousands of them.

However, Ling Xiao took a quick look and found that they were basically warriors below the eighth-level divine general.

The strongest one is just an eighth-level God King.

He can handle it.

And it's not difficult.

"Yu Biao, what happened? Do you need me to come over?"

a voice shouted.

"Wu Peng, here comes a master, whose identity we don't know yet, and he killed our people."

Yu Biao turned around and said.

The person who shouted was a warrior with the eighth-level divine king cultivation level.

Wu Peng glanced at Ling Xiao and found that he was just a loser with a sixth-level realm king cultivation level.

Then he dismissed it.

Just before, Ling Xiao asked Yuan Zun to help him improve his cultivation level in the magic suit.

He was promoted from the sixth-level God King to the sixth-level Realm King.

It has been a long time, and many people can have such an improvement, so it will not attract the attention of the gods.

Moreover, if he has been stagnant at the sixth level of God King cultivation and is still so good at fighting, he will definitely arouse more people's suspicion.

The gods are not fools either.

There is always something to improve and make this panic more realistic.

"No matter who he is, anyone who dares to kill us will die! Kill!"

Wu Peng is much more direct than Yu Biao because his cultivation is much higher than Yu Biao.

After hearing Wu Peng's words, everyone immediately took out their weapons and faced Ling Xiao.

There is only one opponent.

They are not afraid at all.

At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled.

Although he was smiling, there was a sinister chill in his smile.

"Although the strong are respected! But what I hate most is bullying the weak.

You guys, go to hell.

The holy pattern strengthens the plague bone formation! "

The power of the Plague Bone Transformation Formation is not weak in the first place, but it is now strengthened by the Holy Pattern Technique.

That would be even more terrifying.

"ah"

The shrill screams instantly cut through the silent night sky.

And there’s more than one.

There were hundreds of warriors infected by the terrifying plague at the same time, and their bodies began to corrode rapidly.

They had let the people here taste that kind of pain, and now, it was their turn.

The next moment, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared.

A figure was blasted directly into the air and turned into debris.

Screams came and went.

The plague bone formation plus Ling Xiao's own surprise attack.

It became a one-sided killing.

Thousands of people, facing one person, turned out to be so helpless.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of people were basically dead.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Biao ran away from the beginning.

Ling Xiao didn't bother to catch up. Anyway, he was going in the same direction. Sooner or later, he would kill them all.

At this time, Wu Peng was trampled under Ling Xiao's feet, his face was ferocious, his body was covered in plague, and he was in unbearable pain.

"How many people are there in your five primitive cities?"

Ling Xiao asked coldly.

The other party didn't even have time to refuse, so he felt in a trance and said everything he needed to say.

"The total adds up to at least fifty thousand!"

"How is the strength?"

"Six eighth-level god emperors. As for eighth-level god kings, there are hundreds of them."

Ling Xiao's eyes were cold.

Such strength is indeed powerful.

No wonder the indigenous people can’t hold on.

Han Lei and Yi Ni are only eighth-level divine generals. Even if they have the combat power of an eighth-level divine king, it is useless.

"What's the situation in the City Lord's Mansion now?"

The City Lord's Mansion is the last fortress of this city.

"The defense is good. We lost a lot of people, but I think we can take it in the next attack."

A cold light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he didn't dare to delay any longer and left directly through the air.

Like lightning.

As for Wu Peng, he had been completely devoured by the plague, and his whole body gradually turned into withered bones.

Ling Xiao will never let go of anyone he wants to kill.

This time, it's no exception.

The night seemed to be almost over.

But for the people in the City Lord's Mansion, it was torture.

After experiencing repeated attacks, the City Lord's Mansion has reached its limit.

Although the owner of this city spent a lot of effort in building the city lord's palace.

Some simple formations were even arranged.

But it still couldn't stop the fierce attack of more than 50,000 strong men from the five primitive cities.

Although they resisted desperately.

But now, everyone has injuries on their bodies, everyone is in a state of embarrassment, and their eyes are full of pain and despair.

They are tenacious.

He has repelled enemy attacks countless times.

The corpses of the enemy were almost blocking the city gate.

There are probably thousands of people.

Here, there are even eighth-level god kings and eighth-level god emperors who died!

For the five primitive cities, this kind of loss is really too great.

They were unhappy.

So once the city lord's mansion is breached, they will not leave anyone behind.

Including those people from Dark City.

"ah"

A scream sounded from the courtyard wall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Another person who tried to sneak into the city lord's mansion was killed.

The one who took action was Yi Ni.

The woman looked quiet and vulnerable.

However, in this battle to defend the city lord's palace, he repeatedly performed extraordinary feats.

All the aborigines looked at her and Han Lei, their eyes full of admiration and admiration.

Not to mention gratitude.

They also come from the underworld. Why are people so different?

If these two people hadn't helped and cooperated with the city lord, I'm afraid the city lord's mansion would have been breached long ago.

Many gaps have appeared on the city wall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Complete compensation is impossible.

The next time the opponent attacks, it may be the end of the City Lord's Mansion.

Everyone knows it.

The enemy was too strong, too many in number, and coming with menacing force, and they had no way of resisting it.

He didn't think of a way out.

"Yi Ni, that's not bad, you actually killed one more than me!"

Han Lei was covered in blood and very tired, but her eyes still showed a strong fighting spirit.

"You two go and take a rest. Next, I'll guard you!"

Fu Bing came over.

He is a stronger being than Han Lei and Yiyi.

But even so, the enemy's strength and number are beyond imagination.

The cunning Fu Bing was also covered in injuries, and even one of his arms was missing.

"That arm of yours is to protect me!"

Han Lei looked at Fu Bing, lowered her head, feeling a little guilty.

"It's just an arm. Just wait until this battle is over and then give birth to it."

It doesn't matter if I pay Bing.

It is very easy for a strong man of his level to grow arms.

"Everyone, please go and get some rest. I'm afraid there will be the most brutal battle tonight."

The city lord looked at the three of them and said.