Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

In this battle, Ji Mingkong was really successful щww{][lā}

And he lost completely.

No matter how reluctant she was, she couldn't change anything.

"just kill me!"

Ji Mingkong weakly shouted: "Let me be your slave, I am willing to die!"

"Haha, don't worry, I have no interest in letting you be my slave, but from now on, you'd better not interfere in my affairs, otherwise, I will kill you!"

Ling Xiao smiled disdainfully, grabbed Ji Mingkong's neck with his claws and continued: "It's just that if I don't kill you, I have to collect some interest. I will accept your ancient natural dragon spirit!"

"How dare you, Ling Xiao!"

A loud noise like thunder came from the Holy Emperor's mouth: "If you touch her, I will definitely exterminate your clan!"

A sneer and ridicule slipped from the corner of his mouth, and Ling Xiao glanced at the Holy Emperor with contempt. At this time, he was completely disappointed with this Holy Emperor.

"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, are you naive? Or ignorant? Now that we have reached this point, does it make sense to say this again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao pulled out the ancient natural dragon spirit from Ji Mingkong's body and trapped him in the world of mountains and rivers.

The ancient natural dragon may have been following Ji Mingkong for too long, but he was still very loyal to Ji Mingkong, so after arriving in the world of mountains and rivers, he became very violent and tried to do something inside.

But can it be done?

The world of mountains and rivers is Ling Xiao’s territory!

"Dragon Slayer, beat him into submission!"

The name of the Dragon King of the Ancient Hell is Dragon Slaughter, which is also the name of the Dragon Soul of Lingxiao Hell.

In the world of mountains and rivers, he is much more powerful than the ancient natural dragon king.

The will of the mountains and rivers world alone is enough to feed the ancient natural dragon.

No longer caring about the battle in the world of mountains and rivers, Ling Xiao kicked Ji Mingkong out without showing any pity for her.

Ji Mingkong accelerated and fell to the ground, but she was awake at this time, so she probably would not die.

At this moment, although there was still roaring between heaven and earth, there was silence in the stands.

Everyone looked at the competition stage and Ji Mingkong in horror.

Looking at the Holy Son who was so proud as to reach the clouds.

There were expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Especially the people from the Tianwang Sect and the Holy Dynasty Royal Family, they just wanted to dig out their eyes and replace them with another pair, because they felt that they had seen it wrong and such a thing could not happen.

Ji Mingkong!

The most outstanding genius among the younger generation in the entire Tianlong Continent, when he was only twelve years old, he had already swept through the entire Tianlong Continent's young warriors under the age of twenty and won the honor of being the number one among the Six Young Masters of the Holy Dynasty.

When she was fourteen years old, she successfully entered the heavenly realm and became the most outstanding young person after Yu Xuanyue and Ji Fuling.

But now, she is fifteen years old, sixteen years old, but she is already a warrior in the heaven-human realm and the two-yi-celestial realm.

This kind of cultivation speed, even in the entire Tianlong Continent, would rank among the top three qualifications in ten thousand years.

However, he is such an outstanding and proud man.

The holy son who was praised by everyone was defeated by a warrior who was born as a beggar.

Even after this little beggar entered the twelve sects, he also joined the Yuehua Sect, which ranked lowest among the twelve sects.

This fact is unacceptable to many people.

Because most people regard Ji Mingkong as the undefeated goddess in their minds, but such a goddess actually lost to an unknown little person.

But if they put aside their prejudices and think carefully, many people suddenly find that in front of this Ling Xiao, any genius will feel ashamed.

According to reliable information, Ling Xiao was only a warrior at the lowest level of the martial arts realm a year ago, and he didn't even know that there was a transcendent realm in this world.

However, now, he has transformed into a master of the Heavenly Realm and above the Extraordinary Realm.

This is really incredible, it feels like his promotion is like a myth.

"He's only fifteen years old!"

Such a calm and strong person, except for his slightly childish face, is really impossible to associate with a fifteen-year-old person.

You must know that when most young warriors are fifteen years old, they are only at the seventh or eighth level of the Transcendent Realm.

The more powerful ones are at most half-step Tianzun.

At this martial arts festival, although Ling Xiao was not the youngest among all the people, he was definitely the youngest among the twenty geniuses, and he was also the strongest.

Thinking of this, Qin Bixue, Bai Qianjiao, Mo Wushang and other people who had fought with Ling Xiao couldn't help but swallow their saliva, with horrified expressions on their faces.

Even the sect leaders of those sects were shocked.

He has shown such amazing potential at a young age, how can he still do it in the future?

"Pity!"

Sikong Zun shook his head slightly, his expression very complicated.

If he had paid more attention to Ling Xiao, perhaps such an outstanding disciple would not have fallen into the hands of the Yuehua Sect's gang of losers.

Now, not only do you not want to accept Ling Xiao as your disciple, but you also want to become a quarrel with Ling Xiao.

"How hateful! Why did I choose Mingtian instead of him!"

Demon Flame Tianzun was even more upset.

When he sent his disciples to snatch Master Baiyun's disciples, and snatched Mingtian back, he felt that it was enough to make Master Baiyun angry to death.

And he worked hard on Ming Tian.

But now he suddenly realized that he was really blind. What would have happened if he had chosen Ling Xiao?

"I'm completely convinced. This guy has gradually caught up with us old guys."

On the Yuehua Sect side, Jinguang Tianzun shook his head and smiled bitterly.

In the past, he just thought that Ling Xiao had potential and was smart enough, so it might be beneficial for his apprentice to follow him.

But now he suddenly realized that he still seemed to underestimate this kid.

"His progress is completely different from that of Ji Mingkong. Every time is between life and death. Many times he may even lose his life. It is not easy to persist until now."

Tianyan Tianzun nodded and said that he used to be somewhat prejudiced against Ling Xiao, thinking that Ling Xiao was too decisive in killing.

But now that I think about it, if Ling Xiao was an indecisive person, he would have died long ago without any bones left.

"When I rescued this son from the Demon Flame guy, I concluded that this son has a bright future. It still surprises me that he can defeat the Holy Son in front of so many people."

The indifferent eyes of Guanghan Tianzun also showed great surprise.

"I'm telling you guys, can we stop feeling emotional? Senior Brother Ling just contradicted the Holy Emperor and deposed the Holy Son in front of him. I'm afraid it's dangerous."

Leng Hao scratched his head anxiously.

"Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt him unless I die!"

Yue Nu's cold voice sounded, with incomparable determination in her eyes.

"On your side, you should leave while the chaos is still going on. If a fight breaks out later, I won't have time to protect you."

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