Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

After the blood broke out, the two launched an attack.

The Dark Sword uses bloodline martial souls as its main attack method.

That blood-red sword has the most terrifying attack power.

With one slash, the world will be destroyed!

Xia Guangzi's main means of attack is the flying sword.

The colorful rays of light turned into nine sword energies, which were controlled by him like flying swords.

It may not be as powerful as the Hades Sword, but its sharpness is even more terrifying.

The two fought again, full of energy.

The surrounding space is constantly collapsing and repairing. There seems to be a power between heaven and earth that can restore the rules of heaven and earth.

Even if the space is damaged, it can still be restored in a short time.

Now Ling Xiao understands a little bit why Jueshi Mountain is bare.

This guy, if he fights like this so often, he can grow half a blade of grass. He is an extremely awesome creature.

However, for some unknown reason, the mountain of Death Mountain never suffered any loss.

Ling Xiao felt that there should be something weird about this Death Mountain, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people choosing to fight here.

The two exchanged hundreds of moves again, but there was still no winner.

"It's too scary. It's extremely scary for anyone. Such a genius is truly a monster. If they advance to the divine elixir realm, what will happen to us?"

Some powerful people in the divine elixir realm were lamenting.

As for those old monsters who have reached the perfect spiritual elixir realm, they are even more depressed.

They have a feeling that if they fight against such a genius, the final result can only be death.

Not to mention fighting, even the aftermath of the battle between the two could completely destroy them.

This is really terrible.

Horrible to the extreme.

"The cultivation of these two people should be at the level of the spiritual elixir realm, and they are close to breaking through the divine elixir realm. It is estimated that ordinary divine elixir realm warriors are no match for them."

"That's right, the bloodline level is not as good as theirs in the divine elixir realm. I'm afraid it will be a headache for them to fight against them."

"I heard that the third-level geniuses have been able to kill the few who relied on luck to break through to the divine elixir realm. They must be even more powerful."

"Well, on Fengbo Mountain, I seem to have heard that two third-level geniuses each killed a strong man who had entered the first level of the divine elixir realm.

One is Ye Qiu, and the other seems to be named Ling Batian. "

Everyone was talking a lot, and they all admired these two second-level geniuses.

Also very fearful.

"It seems to be on the same level as Lei Shentian. There is no threat."

Ling Xiao smiled. He had defeated these second-tier geniuses before, and he could still defeat them easily today.

No pressure.

In his opinion, those ten monsters were worthy of his challenge.

But I have to admit that the middle realm is indeed much stronger than the eastern realm.

More than thirty geniuses of Lei Shentian's level were really crushed.

Of course, this is still not a threat to him.

He was able to crush Lei Shentian and win in the first place.

Today, he can still crush these second-tier talents and win.

But the premise is that his strength can continue to improve.

This martial art is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

If you stand still and others move forward, you will be in trouble.

When he crushed Thunder God, he used the power of the holy pattern array.

If you don't use the holy pattern array, it will be really troublesome to win.

But now, he believes his advantage is even greater.

Because the bloodline level of these people basically stayed at the same level, while his bloodline level was increasing.

When he first fought against Lei Shentian, the Ancestral Dragon bloodline was only at level three, and the Artifact Soul Tower bloodline was at level two.

Nowadays, the Ancestral Dragon bloodline is at the fourth level, and the Artifact Soul Tower's bloodline is at the third level.

His strength has improved too much.

At that time, his cultivation level was only a small achievement at the eighth level of the spiritual elixir realm.

But now, he is at the peak of the ninth level of the spiritual elixir realm.

Lei Shentian's progress is absolutely impossible to be as great as his.

Unless he breaks through to the divine elixir realm, he will never be his opponent.

Of course, Ling Xiao is also depressed. In order to conceal his identity, he cannot use many methods.

Even the bloodline power does not dare to explode easily.

The Saint's Spear cannot be used either, so the combat effectiveness will naturally be reduced.

But it's all worth it. His goal has always been to defeat the Dragon God Emperor. These so-called geniuses are just stepping stones for him.

He never regarded them as rivals.

Ling Xiao was thinking about his own affairs, and the battle over there was still going on.

The rays of light and blood soared into the sky, constantly colliding.

Roaring sounds continued to erupt.

So much so that people couldn't even see the figure of Ming Jian and Xia Guangzi, and all they saw was the completely blocked Xiaguang and blood light.

This battle lasted for a full day and night.

People also watched it all day and night.

By early morning the next day, the two figures finally separated.

There was concern and unwillingness in his eyes.

Because there is no winner or loser.

In the battle of the gods, Xia Guangzi was slightly better.

Now, there is no winner or loser.

It can be seen that Underworld Sword has improved even more in recent times.

Xia Guangzi was a little slack.

"Haha, Xia Guangzi, you seem to have become weaker. You haven't practiced well during this period."

Ming Jian sneered.

It looked like a draw, but actually he won.

After all, he did improve from losing to drawing.

Xia Guangzi said with an ugly face: "You are just lucky. I will never give you a chance in the next duel."

Neither of them planned to continue fighting.

Because of the long battle, the two of them were exhausted.

With so many people nearby, they would be in trouble if someone attacked them.

Therefore, you must save some energy to escape.

"It's a pity that we couldn't decide the winner. This time, it ended in a draw, which is really surprising."

"Yes, Xia Guangzi didn't win this time. I guess he will practice hard when he goes back. The next battle will probably be more fun."

"Haha, that's true. If Ming Jian wants to defeat Xia Guangzi, he will probably practice hard. Such opponents are rare. They promote each other and improve each other. It's really enviable."

"At the very least, you won't be alone. After all, this is a time of great strife, a golden age, and a forest of geniuses.

In the past, geniuses of their level would have been defeated alone, and the true masters would be lonely.

Now, in the middle realm alone, there are more than thirty such geniuses.

Not counting the four realms.

I heard that many geniuses from the Four Realms have entered the Middle Realm, and the Middle Realm is very lively now. "

Everyone around was filled with emotion.

Also very excited.

Living in this era is both sad and happy.

It’s sad because there are too many talents and it’s hard to get ahead.

Happiness is because there are too many talents, so you can see more and more exciting battles, and you have more motivation to rise.

The battle was over, and although everyone was a little reluctant to leave, they were ready to leave.

At this moment, the little fairy Hua Jiaoyu smiled and said: "Brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts, the little girl is going to hold a peach banquet in the Monster Mountain in three days.

As you all know, we have a peach orchard in Yaoshan.

That's something that only matures once every three thousand years.

It happens to be a bumper harvest recently.

The little girl also got some and prepared a peach banquet for everyone to enjoy.

If you have the chance, you may even taste the flat peaches that only ripen once every three thousand years. "