Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Now, there are still ten days before the start of the God Emperor List.

During these ten days, you cannot improve your cultivation level or your will power.

What's left is the improvement of Huang's power and martial arts.

Although these cannot help Ling Xiao improve his cultivation, they can definitely raise his combat effectiveness to a new level in a short period of time.

This battle for the God Emperor List will definitely not be easy.

The Seventh Royal Family has immortal-level martial arts.

There is no guarantee that those geniuses will not practice immortal-level techniques.

Ling Xiao's Ancestral Dragon Technique is now only an immortal-level technique, and it has not yet been promoted to the next level.

In other words, in terms of skills, there is no essential difference between him and the geniuses of the Seven Royal Clan.

It must be made up for in other ways.

Of course, if Ancestral Dragon Art is promoted, that would be another matter. But the problem is that his Ancestral Dragon bloodline has already reached the third level of King Grade, and there is still no sign of improvement in Ancestral Dragon Art.

It seems impossible to count on it.

He closed his eyes and concentrated on practicing.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Ling Xiao smiled and opened his eyes.

The power of desolation finally increased by one drop, and now it is two drops.

Two drops of desolate power are enough to increase his combat power to a terrifying level.

It's a pity that neither the Judge's Pen nor the Meteoric Technique has made any progress.

Sure enough, it still needs to be improved in battle.

"Um?"

At this moment, he suddenly felt Xia Houjun's aura leaving the station.

And with overwhelming hatred.

"What happened to this guy?"

Ling Xiao broke through the air and followed quietly.

With his ability to conceal his aura, even a strong man in the Alchemy Realm, let alone Xia Houjun, would never be able to detect it.

Xia Houjun came to a theater.

At this time, a farce was going on in the theater.

A woman was beaten all over her body and was kneeling there, holding back tears, but not daring to say a word. She gritted her teeth and swallowed the pain into her stomach, otherwise she would cry out.

In the audience, Jin Wuqing and Min Rou were eating fruit, watching, talking and laughing.

"Brother Qing Wuqing, how interesting it is. Where did you find this woman? If Jin Qing Wuqing finds out, he will probably be angry to death."

Min Rou said with a smile: "This is his nanny. His mother died early, and he was raised by her. He is very protective of this woman."

“This woman heard that I wanted to kill Xia Houjun, so she came to me to plead for mercy.

I promised her not to kill Xia Houjun, but she had to show me a tragedy, and that's what happened now. "

"Brother Qingqing, you are so bad."

Min Rou said something bad, but she smiled happily.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a figure landed on the theater and helped the woman kneeling there up.

"Nanny, come with me."

Xia Houjun is here.

His heart was filled with rage at this moment, and he wished he could kill Jin Wuwu in front of him.

But he knew that his ability was not enough, and it would take longer to practice the Void Condensing Sword Divine Art. He had to endure it, and now was not the time to take action.

Although seeing the wet nurse like this, he wished he could cut the couple into pieces right now.

But reason told him not to be impulsive.

"Xia Houjun, you disturbed me from watching the show."

At this time, Jin Wuqing's voice rang out: "That bitch, Xia Houjun is looking for death today, but don't blame me for not fulfilling my promise."

"Please, no, don't kill Jun'er. He is a good boy. I can be a good boy for you."

The wet nurse knelt on the ground, crying and begging.

"Nanny, don't kneel down to him. You don't understand the kind of person he is. He never keeps his promises. Even if you agree to his request today, he will still kill me."

Xia Houjun knew Jin Qingqing too well.

Jin Wuqing's name was indeed chosen correctly.

This man is really cold-blooded.

In his eyes, no one is qualified to make him emotional.

"Hehe, Xia Houjun, you know me too well. If that's the case, then you should die today and disturb my interest. Do you think you can survive?"

Jin Wuqing sat there, his whole body glowing with a strange golden luster.

Even the chair under him turned into metal.

This is a strange effect that can only be achieved by combining the Jin family's bloodline with the Jin family's immortal-level techniques.

"The magical power of transforming gold!"

Xia Houjun's face instantly darkened. As expected, Jin Qingqing had practiced the most precious treasure of the Jin family of the Seventh Royal Family - the magical skill of transforming gold.

That is a genuine immortal-level technique.

"Nanny, stay back!"

He took a deep breath and a sword appeared in his hand.

This sword is a seventh-level peerless spiritual weapon.

From the Great Emperor's Treasure.

If you want to defeat Jin Wuwu, you can only rely on the sharpness of the spiritual soldiers.

"There are some good things about you."

Jin Wuqing smiled.

He slowly rose into the air without holding any weapons. His hands were his sharpest weapons.

The whole body shows a metallic luster, which is definitely comparable to the seventh-level spiritual weapon and the seventh-level spiritual treasure.

"kill!"

Jin Qingqing smiled coldly, raised his hand gently, and the wet nurse behind him suddenly let out a scream.

Her body was pierced by golden barbs.

The barb didn't appear out of thin air, but the soil on the ground turned into metal.

This is the terrifying thing about the magical power of transforming metal. He can turn everything around him into metal.

"Nanny!"

Xia Houjun shouted in pain.

That was his wet nurse, a wet nurse who was as close to him as his mother.

Seeing the wet nurse lying in a pool of blood, he seemed to have gone crazy and killed Jin Qingwu.

"I'm going to kill you, kill you, kill you!"

At this time, he had completely lost his mind.

At this time, Ling Xiao, who was hiding in the dark, was also stunned.

He didn't expect that Jin Wuqing would take action against an unarmed ordinary person.

When he came to his senses and used his Taiji Eye to check, he found that the nanny was already dead and had been stabbed directly through the heart.

That's just an ordinary person.

If you are a warrior, you might be able to be saved, but if an ordinary person has a broken heart, there is no hope.

His eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

He killed countless people, but he basically never killed ordinary people, especially such unarmed people.

Jin Qingqing is so annoying.

At this time, the battle over there had begun. Xia Houjun was attacking frantically, but Jin Qingqing was calmly defending.

A disdainful sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Xia Houjun's sword couldn't reach him at all.

Countless metal barbs kept flying up, blocking Xia Houjun's attack.

Xia Houjun was trying his best, but Jin Wuqing was playing tricks on him.

At this time, the movement in the theater has attracted the attention of countless people.

Many people came from far away just to watch this battle.

"Haha, it turns out to be Xia Houjun and Jin Wuqing."

"It looks great now. Jin Qingqing used the Jin family's magical technique of transforming into gold, which is an immortal-level technique. It is really enviable."

"Xia Houjun is definitely no match for him. I don't know if he has any other trump cards. If he continues like this, he will be dead."

Everyone can see it.

Xia Houjun couldn't even touch Jin Wuwu, let alone defeat Jin Qingwu.

What's more, Xia Houjun lost his mind at this time and just attacked crazily. Although powerful, it was too easy to predict.