Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Three moves!

Dongguo Qingcheng suddenly laughed.

He laughed in anger.

"No one has ever dared to look down on me like this, especially since you are only a level 10 realm king."

Dongguo Qingcheng sneered: "Today, I will trample your confidence to pieces.

Let you thoroughly understand who is the frog in the well. "

Ling Xiao yawned and simply sat on the floor: "You are the sacred pattern master of the Holy Pattern Temple.

And he is also a level 10 holy pattern master.

It just so happens that in this battle, I will use the sacred pattern to deal with you, and I will not use any other means.

If you still lose, it will only prove that the Holy Pattern Temple is too bad! "

crazy!

People from the Crystal Sect, Shengwen Sect, Dongguo Divine Clan, and Murong Divine Clan all thought Ling Xiao was crazy.

He actually dared to compete with Dongguo Qingcheng in the Holy Pattern Technique.

This is a brain trap.

But one person didn't think so.

She is Murong Qing.

Murong Qing believed that Ling Xiao's holy pattern technique was very terrifying.

The person who can easily make her a ninth-level holy pattern master is definitely a master-level existence.

Master of Holy Patterns!

This is something that most people dare not even think about.

After all, that is an existence comparable to a true god.

As long as the master of holy patterns is given enough time, they can kill the true god.

"kill!"

Dongguo Qingcheng was already angry.

Behind her, a terrifying giant wolf appeared.

That is the Dongguo Divine Clan's martial spirit - Dongguo Wolf.

This kind of wolf is extremely cunning.

Transformed into a martial spirit, he is equally cunning.

The giant wolf opened its bloody mouth and spit out a bloody storm.

At that moment, the arena collapsed.

The warriors near the ring were killed on the spot by the terrifying martial spirits because they could not escape.

terrible.

The warriors with the cultivation level of the Eleventh God Realm were actually directly suppressed and killed.

How terrifying.

However, Ling Xiao, who was at the center of the attack, had an indifferent expression.

"A little trick! The sword explodes with the holy pattern!"

Today's Sword Explosion Saint Pattern has already evolved into a tenth-grade Saint Pattern.

This level of holy pattern can even hurt a true god.

Not to mention warriors with advanced divine realm cultivation.

Moreover, Ling Xiao's holy pattern technique is more powerful than ordinary tenth-grade holy patterns.

Because whether the holy pattern is strong or not, in addition to its own level, it also depends on the user's soul power and understanding of the holy pattern, as well as the perfection of the saint pattern's carving.

With the dual cooperation of Dharma Divine Wheel and Dharma Appearance Secret Book.

Ling Xiao's depiction of the sacred pattern is perfect.

For ordinary people, the best can only achieve 90% perfection.

Therefore, for the same level of holy pattern technique, Ling Xiao's advantage is too great.

Boom!

A giant sword shot out from the Sword Explosion Saint Pattern and chopped up the giant wolf.

He even pounced directly on Dongguo Qingcheng.

Dongguo Qingcheng's expression changed drastically when he saw this.

She really didn't expect that Ling Xiao's attainments in the sacred pattern technique were so powerful.

He tried his best to block Ling Xiao's first move.

However, Ling Xiao's second move came again.

"Illusion Sword Saint Pattern!"

The entire battlefield turned into a fog.

Dongguo Qingcheng hurriedly used the Holy Pattern Technique to form countless shields around her body to resist the terrifying attacks.

The sword light kept coming.

Dongguo Qingcheng felt great fear.

Her whole body was fighting.

"Am I really fighting a tenth-level Kaioh?

Why does it feel like fighting a strong man from the Twelve God Realm?

What kind of person is this person, and how can he be so terrifying? "

Just when she was terrified.

Ling Xiao's third move arrived.

"Ice Dragon Sacred Pattern!"

This sacred pattern technique was completely stolen from others.

Learn now and use it now.

But the quality is completely different.

The holy pattern technique used by the other party is at most seventh grade.

But here, it is comparable to the tenth grade.

The most terrifying thing is that it is integrated with the cold power of Lingxiao Dragon God.

In an instant, Dongguo Qingcheng was frozen.

Then he was knocked to the ground by the terrifying ice dragon and could not afford to be seriously injured.

Ling Xiao slowly raised his feet and walked towards Dongguo Qingcheng: "I said I would defeat you in three moves, so I will defeat you in three moves.

One less move won’t work, and one more move won’t work either!

Guess what would happen if I killed five of you today? "

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

The Invincible King of the Realm?

ridiculous!

Dongguo Qingcheng was like a three-year-old child in front of Ling Xiao, not worth mentioning.

It was so easy to lose, so ridiculous to lose.

"stop!"

At this moment, the remaining three people in the Holy Pattern Temple attacked Ling Xiao at the same time.

They didn't dare to let Dongguo Qingcheng die here.

Otherwise, I won’t be able to explain it after I go back.

"Kneel down!"

Ling Xiao didn't take action.

Just a drink.

The terrifying witch god appears behind him.

Those three people actually knelt on the ground.

His face was red from holding back, but he couldn't stand up.

He couldn't fall down, so he could only kneel.

Ling Xiao stepped on Dongguo Qingcheng's face and said coldly: "Sacred Pattern Temple, are you still awesome?

When I said I wanted to defeat you, was it still a joke?

Is it wrong to say that you are a frog in a well? "

At this moment, the surroundings were completely silent.

There was only Dongguo Qingcheng's unwilling roar and frightened breathing.

This is too strong.

Ridiculously powerful!

Even someone like Dongguo Qingcheng was defeated, and he was defeated in three moves.

This is the strongest person among the eleven gods in the Holy Mark Temple.

"You don't really want to kill them, they are people from the Holy Pattern Temple!

In the Holy Pattern Temple, only true gods exist! "

The strong man from the Dongguo Divine Clan said loudly.

But he didn't know that his words revealed a secret.

A secret that Ling Xiao has always wanted to know.

That is, the Dongguo Divine Clan has no true god.

In this way, it will be easier to handle.

"Let my master Ji Xingzhou go, I don't have to kill them.

This is my last chance for you.

It's just because my master's wife is related to you by blood. "

Ling Xiao said lightly.

“You don’t dare to kill them, especially Dongguo Qingcheng.

Her master is in the Holy Pattern Temple, and he is a true god-level existence.

You can't afford it! "

The strong men of the Dongguo God Clan still refused to let him go.

Ling Xiao was too lazy to continue talking nonsense.

With a wave of his hand, terrifying flames instantly burned on the monsters in the four sacred temples.

In an instant, they turned into ashes.

"Dongguo Qingcheng, the Dongguo God Clan doesn't seem to care about your life, so don't blame me!"

Ling Xiao smiled.

killed!

He actually had to kill him!

The people from Crystal Stone Sect, Shengwen Sect and Murong Divine Clan were all frightened.

They would never dare to provoke the Holy Pattern Temple.

But Ling Xiao actually killed the monsters in the Holy Pattern Temple at any time. This was too overbearing and terrifying.

"you wanna die!"

The strong men of the Dongguo Divine Clan took action.

A strong man from the Twelve God Realm.

Killed directly towards Ling Xiao.

At that moment, Murong Qing looked at his father, hoping that his father could help.

Murong's head's face changed again and again.

Finally, it rose into the sky.

The Holy Pattern Temple is very scary, but it is only dealing with people from the Dongguo God Clan.

It’s not like he wants to be an enemy of the Holy Pattern Temple.

"I understand, but you don't have to take action!"

Ling Xiao said lightly.

After saying this, he moved his hand.

A figure walked out of his body.

A corpse in golden armor.

A king-level existence in the Twelve God Realms.

No existence in the Twelve God Realms is his opponent.

"die!"

A sneer rose at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth.