Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"You don't have to scare me. You'll probably kill me if I tell you anyway, so I might as well not tell you."

The ninth level martial arts master gritted his teeth and said.

"Really? Look at my eyes."

Ling Xiao smiled and suddenly opened the Demonic Eyes.

In an instant, the eyes of the ninth level martial arts master became dull.

"Tell me, what is the ancient poisonous python corpse you are looking for?"

Ling Xiao asked calmly.

"The ancient corpse of the poisonous python is just a cover. Senior Brother Wang accidentally got a treasure map. That place is in the Poisonous Mountains.

There might be some rare treasure inside. "

"Shouldn't treasure hunting be done quietly? But you insist on adding extraneous details and letting these people lead the way? What do you mean?"

Ling Xiao asked again.

The master of ninth-level martial arts who was controlled had no ability to think about resistance.

You can only answer whatever Ling Xiao asks.

"Because the situation in the secret realm is unknown, we need some cannon fodder to help us explore the path."

The ninth level martial arts master replied.

Ling Xiao frowned. If these people became the overlords of the Qilin Continent, the lives of the weak would really be manipulated.

"Do you know what treasure it is?"

"have no idea."

"Who is the strongest in your group, and to what extent?"

"The strongest one is naturally Senior Brother Wang. He is also a ninth-level martial arts master, but compared to me, he is much stronger because he has achieved nine consecutive victories in the bronze arena of our Shenlong Sect."

Ling Xiao thought for a while, this strength should be similar to He Ziyu, no, or it should be stronger.

After all, the overall strength of the Shenlong Sect is much stronger than that of the Tianchen Sect.

The internal divisions of the five major sects of the Zulong Empire are actually the same.

There are five grades in total: black iron, bronze, silver, gold, and black gold.

Naturally, there are also bronze lists, silver lists, etc.

However, the strength of the sects is different, and the strength of the disciples on the list is naturally different.

As the leader of the five major sects, the Shenlong Sect must have the strongest overall strength among the five major sects.

And, it’s likely that the gap is huge.

He Ziyu probably wouldn't be able to withstand a single move against this man named Wang.

The remaining four sects should be about the same.

"Tell me the coordinates of the secret realm."

Ling Xiao said again.

The ninth level martial arts master obediently wrote out the coordinates.

"Okay, you can wake up now."

Ling Xiao sneered, snapped his fingers, and the ninth-level martial arts master suddenly woke up.

"What, what did I just do?"

the man exclaimed.

"It's nothing. I just told me the coordinates of your treasure hunt, Senior Brother Wang. Now, you can go to hell cleanly. See, I said, it's useless if you don't tell me."

Ling Xiao's spear flicked, piercing the opponent's throat and swallowing all the essence and blood.

There are only a few drops of blood essence, or energy essence, so others cannot see it. It is not as exaggerated as Zhang Feiling's Blood Demon.

"Thank you for saving my life, hero."

Those who were saved knelt down to give thanks.

"Okay, I'm just saving myself. You should leave quickly. If the people from the Shenlong Sect come again, I won't be able to help you."

Ling Xiao waved his hand and said.

Everyone left one after another. Although you could get some resources by collecting the flowers and plants here, it would not be cost-effective if you lost your life.

...

After everyone left, Ling Xiao also headed towards the secret realm mentioned by the disciples of the Dragon Sect.

About fifty kilometers away from the periphery, we have reached the depths of the Poisonous Mountains.

Here, there is a terrifying lake.

The reason why it is said to be terrifying is because the water in this lake has completely turned into poisonous water due to the influence of poisonous fog.

At this distance, few people would come in, unless they took risks in search of treasure like the Shenlong Cult group.

After all, treasures touch people's hearts, and many warriors would put their lives behind them just for treasures.

The lake was not big, but it had a fishy smell, and there were corpses of monsters and humans floating on it.

There were more than three hundred people beside the lake.

One hundred of them are disciples of the Shenlong Sect.

There were more than two hundred poor people living outside the Poisonous Mountains. Although Ling Xiao rescued a group of people, more people were still caught here.

These people were obviously poisoned, their spirits were apathetic, and they were not far from death.

It is estimated that some guys with poor health may have died on the way, but their bodies were still brought here.

Because corpses can also be used for testing.

"Kill us, let us die. Rather than being tortured to death like this, it would be better to die quickly."

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was poisoned and was in severe pain. However, in order to prevent him from dying, the Shenlong Sect gave him an antidote.

But they were all antidotes of extremely poor quality, which could only delay his death but not save his life.

"Hey, you want to die? There is no way."

A Shenlong Cult disciple sneered: "The living are much more useful than the dead. Now you just do as we say. If you can help us get what we want, then maybe we will give you the real detoxifying pill in the end, so that You survive.

Don't live or die. "

Although dead people also have certain uses, living people are obviously more useful.

The controlled warriors were filled with grief and anger, but they were unable to resist.

Most people actually have a bit of luck in their hearts. What if they survive?

If you die, nothing will be left.

So, they don't want to resist.

In this world, there are still some people who enter certain secret realms, discover secret treasures, survive, and even seek revenge against their enemies.

Even with this glimmer of hope, they don't want to die.

When you die, there is nothing.

"According to the method, fill in the body first."

Suddenly, a Shenlong Cult disciple spoke.

"Yes, Senior Brother Wang."

When the others heard this, they threw the bodies into the lake.

When the number of corpses reached one hundred, the lake slowly disappeared, as if it had been sucked away by something.

The bottom of the lake appeared, and the position of a cave entrance at the bottom of the lake was very obvious.

"It really showed up."

The disciples of the Shenlong Sect said excitedly.

"You, get down."

Wang Ben pointed at the seventeen-year-old boy among them and said: "This is your chance to die, and it is also your chance to live."

The young man gritted his teeth and jumped directly into the lake, because he felt that there was no poisonous water and it should be relatively safe.

But no one expected that the moment his feet touched the lake, he suddenly sank in and could not be pulled out again.

“Help! Help!

He yelled subconsciously.

But who will save him?

He fell into the quagmire in despair and completely disappeared.

A living person was swallowed up by the quagmire.

The others' expressions changed with fright.

It's impossible to live like this.

However, the disciples of the Shenlong Sect looked indifferent, as if the dead person was not a human being, but just an insect.

"Write down the position just now."

Wang Ben said coldly.

"yes!"

A person walked out beside him, holding a long whip in his hand and drawing a circle at that location.

(.)Batian Martial Spirit