Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Everyone present was trembling. Ling Xiao was too bold. He even said he wanted to take revenge on the leader of the Thunder God Hall?

What will the Thunder God Hall Master do?

"Humph, I'm afraid you won't survive that time."

The leader of the Thunder God Hall sneered: "Killing you is like killing a dog! Do you think I dare not touch you? Do you think I will be embarrassed if I kill you?

Will the Lord of the Northern Temple even come to trouble me?

You are wrong. If you are a stubborn person like you, I will kill you without any problems.

Die! "

These reactions from the leader of the Thunder God Hall were a bit beyond Ling Xiao's expectations.

But it's normal. In the sect, even the higher-status disciples can kill the new disciples at will. What's more, this is a hall master, so what if he kills Ling Xiao?

At most, it was just a few words of reprimand, which was not painful or itchy.

But will Ling Xiao sit still and wait for death?

Xiaohong's spider silk had already entangled the throats of all the Thunder God Hall disciples present.

A sneer appeared on Ling Xiao's lips: "Master of the Thunder God Hall, if you dare to kill me today, I will let all the disciples of your Thunder God Hall die here."

The leader of the Thunder God Hall was stunned.

He didn't even know what Ling Xiao had done.

Is this kid so powerful?

"Master, save me!"

Bai Bingyan shouted in horror. She felt cold threads on her neck. As long as she moved slightly, her head would fall off immediately.

"Master, help me!"

All the Leishen Hall disciples were shouting for help.

No one here can escape Xiaohong's control.

Xiaohong has also improved during this period and is already a fourth-level martial arts king.

She was promoted from low-level to mid-level, and her combat power increased dramatically, but the leader of the Thunder God Hall was actually not much stronger than her.

"I don't believe you dare to do this!"

The leader of the Thunder God Hall said angrily.

"Haha, you are going to kill me, why don't I dare?"

Ling Xiao said sarcastically: "I advise you to give lectures quickly, otherwise, I guarantee that you will become a polished commander, and I believe nothing will happen if you kill me.

But if there are only a few disciples left in the Thunder God Hall because of killing me, you should be severely punished. "

"Hateful boy, you actually threatened me!"

The face of the leader of the Thunder God Hall became increasingly ugly.

"ah--!"

Suddenly, Bai Bingyan screamed, and one of her arms was cut off by the spider silk.

"Next time, it won't be the arm."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"Okay, okay, I'll call you a ruthless kid."

The leader of the Thunder God Hall really miscalculated. How could he have thought that this kid Ling Xiao would be so cunning and use his disciple as a threat.

He really didn't dare to let all these people die, otherwise his Thunder God Hall would be depleted all of a sudden.

"Huh, so what if I let you attend the lecture, your achievements are limited to this, and you will never be able to go far on the road to becoming a martial arts king.

Class begins. "

The leader of the Thunder God Hall snorted coldly and used these words to comfort himself.

So what if Ling Xiao understood the will of thunder and lightning, it would still be useless.

Half an hour later, Ling Xiao left the Thunder God Hall.

He has understood a little bit of the will of thunder and lightning, so there is no need to stay here.

To be honest, a stalemate with the leader of the Thunder God Hall is a very dangerous thing.

He didn't want to stay like that.

After leaving, he went to Dragon Language Temple.

He knew very well that with his current strength, there was no way he could be an opponent of the Thunder God Hall Master, not even with Xiao Hong.

So he must become stronger, at least break through the king.

Right now, converting all potential into the power of will is the most critical step.

If you cannot upgrade all the potential into the power of will, you cannot be promoted to the king.

There are all ants below the king, and this is not said casually.

Without real strength, you can only be bullied.

Only he himself knows the pain his legs endured today, and he will never let the Thunder God Hall Master go.

But now, it's not the time.

If he wants to control his own destiny, he must practice hard.

Now he has reached the ninth level of the King's ladder, a true half-step king.

He just needs to concentrate on cultivating the power of will.

After entering the Dragon Language Temple, Ling Xiao concentrated on understanding the will of thunder and lightning.

With a little bit of thunder and lightning will, it is relatively easy for him to comprehend.

Dragon Language Temple is really a rare and good place. Even without the will crystal, here you can feel all the power of will between heaven and earth.

Make yourself stronger.

Two days later, that little bit of thunder and lightning will was successfully promoted into the real thunder and lightning will.

At this point, Ling Xiao's will to heaven and earth is lacking only the will of darkness and the will of light.

The darkness here does not mean evil, but simply means dark matter. Dark element is an element, something invisible to the naked eye.

It is said that 90% of the elements between heaven and earth are dark matter. Once you master dark matter, you will be awesome.

"Now, my cultivation has reached the Ninth King's Ladder, and I can use the power of will to temper the true energy and transform it into true essence.

But my skill "Ancestral Dragon Art" can no longer keep up with the speed of improvement in strength.

You have to advance as soon as possible. "

Ling Xiao's Ancestral Dragon Art is now only equivalent to the heaven-level high-grade skills. Although it still has a great advantage, this advantage is getting smaller and smaller.

And he believes that after the "Ancestral Dragon Art" is promoted, the Ancestral Dragon bloodline will also be promoted at the same time. The two are complementary to each other.

The things used to advance to the "Ancestral Dragon Art" are the dragon soul stone, dragon blood stone and the complete dragon bone from the Dragon Tomb.

How far you can be promoted depends on the next development.

In fact, he himself is not very clear about it.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao left the Dragon Language Temple and wanted to regret the situation in the Fire Spirit Cave.

As a result, he was intercepted by the disciples of the Thunder God Hall on the way.

"Ling Xiao, you are a despicable person. You actually plotted against us in the Thunder God Hall. This time, let me see where you run."

The ones who stopped Ling Xiao were Bai Bingyan and the other four Thunder God Hall disciples.

They are all half-step kings with tyrannical strength.

"Haha, I saw a good show. I heard that boy Ling Xiao used the spirit treasure to threaten the disciples of Thunder God Hall. This boy is so brave."

"He can be arrogant under the king. Haven't you heard that he refuses to remove the attribute divine veins, and there is no future at all."

Listening to the discussions around him, Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with disdain, and Qiu Chan knew Hong Hu's ambition.

Ling Xiao really didn't want to fight at this time.

He's not in the mood.

"Xiaohong, let them go."

Ling Xiao snorted coldly.

Xiaohong appeared, and a pressure of fear emerged.

Bai Bingyan and others were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they ran away in panic.

Ling Xiao glanced at them indifferently and said: "I have a grudge against the leader of the Thunder God Hall, and I am too lazy to talk to you, but if you insist on dying for him.

Don't blame me for being rude! "

After saying that, he broke through the air and left.

The people watching around were all confused.

They had no idea what was going on, so how could Bai Bingyan and others be so frightened for no reason?

Sure enough, is Ling Xiao already invincible under the king?

Unless he is a martial arts king, no one can deal with him?

But they didn't know that Qiu Ming had been killed by Ling Xiao.

Tyrant Martial Spirit