Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"It's too strong. Yang Jian, the hundred-page holy pattern master, actually injured the huge mouth of the abyss. It's terrible!"

The warriors nearby were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, but soon, hope showed in their eyes.

Hundred-page holy pattern master Yang Jian is so powerful, so maybe they can really win this battle.

On the other side, Xia Houjun had already injured the three-level and half-step powerful desolate beast and entered the final harvest period.

"Ah——! Human, hateful human, you dare to hurt me, I want you to die, I want you to die!"

The Mouth of the Abyss was angry.

Suddenly controlling the earth element, he transformed countless earth elements into spears of sand and soil and shot towards Ling Xiao.

"Sacred patterns of heaven and earth, natural disasters!"

How could Ling Xiao show weakness?

Hundreds of holy pattern formations were instantly formed around the body.

Then he released countless attacks with different attributes.

Thunder, fire, ice and more.

They intertwined into one piece, and the spears of sand and earth formed by condensing the earth elements were defeated one after another.

"Fortunately we are far away, otherwise the battle between these two guys would definitely affect us!"

Even the closest warriors are actually more than a kilometer away.

But at this time, I still felt the doomsday scene like landslides and earth shattering.

too strong.

The showdown between the nine-level and half-step masters was comparable to the real masters of the Alchemy Realm.

Of course, they are only comparable. After all, there is no comparison. The battle between the Lord of Liucheng and the giant ape in the sky is the real battle in the Alchemy Realm.

That scene is truly terrifying.

Ling Xiao sneered, and became more skillful in using the sacred patterns.

The sacred patterns of various systems can be used interchangeably and fused, and they can all be used with ease.

This kind of battle is so refreshing.

Only this kind of battle can truly make him stronger.

"Um?"

What surprised Ling Xiao was that the pages of the book, which had never continued to grow, actually increased because of the current battle.

It increased from seventy pages to eighty pages.

Don't underestimate these eighty pages.

Eighty pages means that the power of Ling Xiao's holy pattern has increased by a full 10%.

It was already able to suppress the giant mouth of the abyss, and its power was increased by another 10%, and then the starry sky cultivation method was doubled based on this 10% increase.

The improvement of adding ten pages of book becomes a 20% increase in power.

This is incredible.

Ling Xiao's advantage became more and more obvious.

Various holy patterns continuously released different attacks, blasting towards the mouth of the abyss, causing the mouth of the abyss to scream in agony.

This guy's defense is really strong.

But now his attacks are stronger.

So there have been some injuries. Although these injuries are not big, when the damage accumulates to a certain level, it will be very terrible.

Ling Xiao firmly believes in the principle that a drop of water can penetrate a stone.

What's more, Ling Xiao had opened the Eye of Curse from the very beginning.

The defense of the Abyss Mouth is being weakened subtly, but the Abyss Mouth is not aware of it at all.

At this time, the giant mouth of the abyss was extremely furious.

It may be aware of its own disadvantage.

It's going to fight hard.

From the initial contempt to the current fear, it has also experienced a lot of suffering in its heart.

It doesn't understand why its body is getting weaker and weaker.

Ling Xiao's attacks seemed to be getting stronger.

It fell like raindrops on it, and its huge body became a burden.

It's really troublesome.

"Ho~~!"

The Maw of the Abyss fought tooth and nail.

Opening its mouth, it spits out a large-scale sandstorm. In the sandstorm, any warrior's combat and vision will be affected.

But not the Maw of the Abyss.

So it must seize this opportunity and turn defeat into victory.

Otherwise, there really is no chance at all.

Seeing this sandstorm, Ling Xiao smiled instead.

I was originally worried that someone would find out if I used other methods.

Good thing now, this sandstorm really helped him a lot.

"The Tyrant Martial Spirit, release!"

Ling Xiao didn't hesitate at all.

Directly releasing the Tyrant Martial Spirit.

At that moment, the sandstorm disappeared, and the surroundings turned into a dark universe.

Of course, outside the universe, there is still a battlefield surrounded by sandstorms.

At this time, Xia Houjun had finished the three-level half-step power in front of him, and then looked at the battle of the holy pattern master Yang Jian.

Only to find that a sandstorm enveloped them and nothing could be seen.

"What is this place?"

The Abyss Mouth panicked.

It used its last resort to restore its decline, but it never expected that this would happen.

"This is your final resting place.

Die! "

Behind him, the human king's shadow merged with Ling Xiao's body.

These two people are the only ones in a hundred thousand years who have mastered the hundred-page book of sacred patterns.

Now, they actually join forces.

"You! You are!"

The giant mouth of the abyss clearly saw the shadow behind Ling Xiao, and his eyes were filled with incomparable shock.

Unfortunately it was too late.

A huge swallowing sacred pattern landed.

Completely swallow the energy essence from the huge mouth of the abyss.

There was only one corpse, lying in front of the eyes, retaining the shock of life.

The sandstorm gradually disappeared.

People saw Yang Jian, the sacred pattern master standing there with his head held high.

There is also a huge corpse.

The Maw of the Abyss is dead!

It didn't even manage to escape?

He was actually killed!

"Damn it, how could this happen! I was defeated, and he was so powerful!"

Xia Houjun was shocked.

Saint Pattern Master Yang Jian actually managed to kill the nine-level half-step master.

And he can only kill three levels of half-step powers at most.

"I lost. Even though we didn't have a fight, I still lost!"

boom!

Because of the unwillingness and dissatisfaction in his heart, Xia Houjun actually broke through the last shackles of his cultivation.

From the ninth level to perfection, he was promoted to the first level and a half step to great power.

When he reaches the ninth level of perfection, he can already kill the three-level and half-step powerful beast.

After breaking through, he might even be able to kill a six-level half-step powerful beast.

But he couldn't be happy.

Compared to Saint Pattern Master Yang Jian, he can't do it, even if he has a breakthrough in cultivation.

"Actually, you don't need to be discouraged. I used Lingbao, so you don't lose."

Ling Xiao said.

He was telling the truth.

Only after he wore the Transcendence Armor could he truly defeat the Nine-Level Half-Step Power.

Otherwise, it would probably be similar to Xia Houjun's combat power after his breakthrough.

"You don't have to comfort me. I will continue to get stronger until one day I can defeat you. The Hundred-page Saint Pattern Master is indeed well-deserved. I hope you don't die!"

Xia Houjun ignored Ling Xiao and pounced on a six-level half-step powerful desolate tribe.

He had just broken through, and he needed actual combat to cultivate his terrifying abilities.

At this time, the surrounding warriors were obviously boiling.

They did not expect that Xia Houjun would break through at this time and become a member of the Half-Step Power, bringing even more powerful combat power.

They didn't even expect that Hundred-page Saint Pattern Master Yang Jian could kill the Abyss Mouth without any damage.

It was almost like a dream.

So inspiring.

"Xia Houjun is not as good as the holy pattern master Yang Jian after all."

"Yes, a hundred-page holy pattern master is rare in a hundred thousand years. If he is not strong, then he is a ghost!"

Ling Xiao ignored everyone's comments. Only he understood his current level.