Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

when!

A clear voice sounded.

Goodwill's defensive magic weapon saved his life.

But what surprised Goodwill was that the places where the armor was damaged were actually corroded.

What a terrible attack.

Anger and hatred burst into his eyes.

How dare you destroy his magic weapon and seek death.

The violent voice sounded, and the goodwill actually began to change.

Countless tentacles stretched out from the body.

"Xingtian Clan!"

Ling Xiao's eyes showed an icy look.

The Xingtian Clan is a very strange race.

Completely different from humans, not even human-like.

Maybe they're just an eye, maybe they're like an octopus, maybe they're just a hand.

In short, they may be every weird image you can imagine.

The Xingtian Clan, these are two completely different creatures from humans.

But they also have feelings and hatred.

But, I don’t know if there is love.

Obviously, the Xingtian clan in front of them looks very much like a giant octopus.

It's just that it's an octopus without a head and only seems to have tentacles.

"How disgusting!"

Ling Xiao secretly cursed, and at this time Goodwill had already come to kill him.

Countless tentacles turned into sharp edges and stabbed Ling Xiao.

It brought huge pressure to Ling Xiao.

"Sword Explosion Saint Pattern! Kai!"

"Tai Chi Sword Dao Sacred Pattern! Enlighten!"

"Illusion Sword Saint Pattern! Start!"

The three sacred patterns were activated at the same time. Facing this terrifying Xingtian Clan, Ling Xiao did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

The Sword Explosion Saint Pattern releases countless rays of sword light, continuously destroying those tentacles.

However, the tentacles seem to be able to continuously regenerate, and will grow back after being destroyed.

Fortunately, Ling Xiao released the Illusion Sword Saint Pattern, otherwise, it would have been really troublesome.

"Go, my slaves!"

The Tai Chi Swordsman Sacred Patterns store numerous battle slaves, which are all transformed from corpses on the battlefield, although their combat effectiveness is not very strong.

But the advantage is that the number is huge enough.

"Dragon God Realm!"

Facing this terrifying Xingtian Clan, Ling Xiao almost had to fight with all his strength.

In the ice and snow, the tentacles suddenly froze.

"Tai Chi Eye!"

Ling Xiao opened his Tai Chi Eye and looked for the Xingtian Clan's weaknesses.

He found that there was a glowing thing in Shangyi's body, which must be the key point of the Xingtian clan.

Since it can't be killed outside, the only thing left to do is destroy the glowing thing.

"Zishen, go!"

"Ox God, come out!"

The two external incarnations were attacking Goodwill at the same time.

And Ling Xiao disappeared into the void.

Even those as powerful as Zi Shen and Niu Shen could not do anything against this Xingtian Clan monster.

The result of the desperate fight was not ideal.

At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly appeared in front of the Xingtian clan, and his sharp swords pierced the glowing vitals at the same time.

"Do you think your strategy will work?"

At that moment, Goodwill spoke.

In that glowing place, something like a shield suddenly appeared.

Ling Xiao's sword couldn't penetrate at all.

"Of course I think it's useful, time flows backwards!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and the time of the Xingtian clan returned to three seconds ago.

But Ling Xiao's time still remained.

The shield disappeared, and Ling Xiao's sword pierced the glowing object.

"Damn it!"

The Xingtian clan let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground unwillingly.

Goodwill also fell, but it wasn't dead yet.

Ling Xiao moved his hand and locked Shangyi into Ba Tian's small world.

He looked at the world again.

It was different from the God Realm he imagined. The resources here seemed to have been exhausted and there were traces of war everywhere.

There are ruins and flames of war everywhere.

It was hard for him to imagine that this was actually the God Realm?

That divine realm that is respected by warriors from the heavenly realm and worshiped by warriors from the lower realm?

However, it's not like there are no good things here.

Plants that can grow in the flames of war and ruins are all natural and earthly treasures.

The surviving monsters are all extremely terrifying existences.

He flew forward for a while and finally saw a figure.

The man lay there, with endless sadness and despair in his eyes.

Although the man is not dead yet, although he is full of vitality, his heart seems to be dead.

Ling Xiao landed next to this person and was surprised to find that this person was already a wandering god!

The Wandering God is definitely a top-notch existence in the lower realm. Even in the heaven, it only accounts for 30% of the existence.

More than 70% of the heavenly warriors want to leave.

"What happened here, how could you do this?"

Ling Xiao asked.

The man looked up at Ling Xiao listlessly, smiled bitterly and said, "Here comes another guy who has been fooled!"

"Fooled? Isn't this the God Realm?"

Ling Xiao asked again.

"This is the realm of gods, but it is not, because this place is just a cage used by the gods to imprison human geniuses."

The man smiled bitterly and said: "I was also a first-rate genius in the heaven back then. It was because I admired the divine realm that I entered the gate of the divine realm.

Over the years, we have been killing each other and have completely become the toys of the twelve supreme gods.

For a thousand years, the warriors' cultivation here will not improve at all, because the gods have changed the laws here.

A thousand years ago, I was the three-ring wandering god, and now, I still am.

There is no hope.

The gods are playing tricks on us! "

"You're actually still alive?"

Ling Xiao asked calmly.

Although these words are cold, it is strange in itself to still be alive after experiencing despair for thousands of years.

"That's because the gods don't allow us to die. In this place, even if we die, we will be resurrected and repeat forever. Unless one day, the gods get tired of playing and feel that you are no longer fun, and they will naturally grant you death. .”

Ling Xiao frowned.

So cruel.

These people are all geniuses and monsters.

But they have to bear this insult.

Like a puppet, being teased.

The evil taste of the gods is really disgusting.

"Do you want to escape this purgatory?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Detachment?"

The man shook his head and said: "During the first hundred years since I came here, I once thought about leaving, and I was as full of hope as you.

But gradually I understood.

Once you enter here, you can never get out.

Unless one day, you can fight against the twelve supreme gods.

But is that possible?

There is no way to practice or improve your cultivation here.

Whatever strength you have comes in, that’s what your strength is. "

Ling Xiao sighed. He could see the despair in the other person's eyes, which was the despair caused by experiencing too many things.

Although every death can be resurrected, the pain and torture experienced are unbearable for ordinary people.

Once is okay, ten times is okay, a hundred times is okay, but what about a thousand times, ten thousand times, or one hundred thousand times?

After all, human endurance is limited.

"what's your name?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Yue Jiuxiao!"

"Are you from the Yue Clan?"

Ling Xiao asked in surprise.

"Yes, I was the number one genius of the Yue Clan back then. I have a lovely daughter, her name is Yue Linglong. Unfortunately, I will never see her again."

Ling Xiao's body was trembling.

This man turned out to be Yue Linglong's father.