Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Aren't you going to kill me too? Are you thinking of running away now? Don't you think it's a little late?"

Ling Xiao's voice sounded like an evil ghost demanding life.

Ao Qiong was startled, and subconsciously punched Ling Xiao with all her strength.

However, his fist seemed to hit a mountain.

The arm made a loud noise.

Click!

Can feel that amazing pain coming from the bones.

"Forgive me!"

Ao Qiong shouted in horror.

"Spare you? If my strength is not as good as yours, will you spare me?"

Ling Xiao showed a cruel smile.

A terrifying punch hit Ao Qiong's chest.

The explosive doomsday punch blasted Ao Qiong's heart directly.

Devour!

Ling Xiao swallowed up Ao Qiong's energy essence in an instant.

At this moment, he felt the power within his body increase.

Finally, he was promoted from the entry level of the seventh level of the divine elixir realm to the seventh level of the divine elixir realm.

It only takes a few minutes.

Two powerful warriors who were qualified to step onto the seventy-two sculptures were killed by Ling Xiao so easily.

Not far away, the warriors from Han Iceland and Jin'ao Island were trembling all over.

It's like having epilepsy.

Everyone was so scared that they were almost dumbfounded.

I even forgot about escaping.

"No, no, how is this possible, how is it possible?"

Zhao Yujian even murmured to himself, as if he was crazy, completely unable to accept this horrific scene.

He suddenly realized something.

That time at Fulong Stone Pit.

Although Haitang Shuiling is powerful.

But this Ling Xiao definitely didn't just get the glory, his strength also reached a level that he could hardly imagine.

Damn it, he originally thought he could kill Ling Xiao easily with Lan Yu.

So I didn't tell the blue shark at all.

Who would have thought that one careless move would lead to Lan Yu being killed.

And it was an understatement to kill.

Not even the bloodline martial soul was released.

How terrifying is Ling Xiao's true strength?

It's unimaginable.

This is really terrible.

Suddenly, Zhao Yujian trembled all over.

Because Ling Xiao looked at him.

That half-smiling expression.

It made his whole body feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

It’s over!

He was so frightened that he immediately turned around and wanted to run away.

But how could Ling Xiao give him this opportunity? A holy pattern array suddenly appeared.

The entire battlefield was sealed off.

Neither the warriors from Han Iceland nor the warriors from Jinao Island can even think of escaping.

They all have to die.

"Fight him!"

A group of people found that they couldn't escape, so they decided to fight.

But how do their strengths compare with Lan Yu and Ao Qiong?

There is no comparison at all.

Ling Xiao didn't have to do it himself.

A black dragon of destruction appeared on his head.

A horrific killing began.

Ling Xiao walked towards Zhao Yujian and looked at him with a smile: "I haven't forgotten about the Fulong Stone Pit.

You actually conspired with Han Bingcheng to harm me again.

It seems that I can't do it without killing you.

Your brother is still waiting for you in hell.

I will send you to see him now. "

"No, no, don't kill me, don't kill me, I can give you everything you want, just don't kill me.

Don't kill me.

I don't want to die, I really don't want to die. "

Zhao Yujian begged frantically for mercy. At this moment, he no longer had any courage to resist, only fear.

Endless fear.

"Haha, why are you acting like a wimp now?

Didn't you say you wanted to kill me? "

Ling Xiao said sarcastically.

"No, I won't kill. I won't kill. Please, give me a chance. I won't dare to do it again."

Zhao Yujian knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Although his strength is not weak, it is incomparable to Lan Yu and Ao Qiong.

Those people were all slaughtered by Ling Xiao, who the hell is he?

It was simply not enough for Ling Xiao to squeeze between his teeth.

"No--!

Do you know what the consequences will be if you kill me? My father, Zhao Wutian, is a quasi-emperor, a true quasi-emperor.

If you kill me, even Zhao Sui won't protect you, and you'll be finished. "

Zhao Yujian said hurriedly: "Now is the best balance."

"Haha, Zhao Wutian? Do you think I will be afraid of him?"

Ling Xiao said sarcastically: "To be honest, I didn't want to kill you with my own hands. You would have been dead long ago and your father couldn't stop you."

A terrifying aura emerged.

That's Xiao Hong's breath.

"Quasi-Emperor! Ninth Level Quasi-Emperor!"

Zhao Yujian never dreamed of it.

Ling Xiao was actually protected by the ninth level quasi-emperor.

No wonder he is not afraid of the Zhao family.

Damn it, it's over.

This revenge cannot be avenged.

Despair, waves of despair rose from the bottom of my heart.

Don't say that revenge can't be avenged.

I'm afraid even his father will die.

"Okay, you can go."

Ling Xiao slapped it down.

Zhao Yujian ended this sinful life in despair.

After killing Zhao Yujian, Ling Xiao cooperated with the destruction of the black dragon and began to clear the area.

All the warriors from Jin'ao Island and Han Iceland were killed, leaving no one alive.

The warrior who was still planning to take advantage of him in the distance ran away as if he was crazy.

terrible.

What did they see!

It's so scary.

At this time, four large black birds condensed above Ling Xiao's head.

This shows that the total number of his black birds has reached forty.

Among the warriors from Jin'ao Island who were killed just now, there were also several warriors with an even number of black birds or more.

"Let's use the power of the twelve black birds first."

Ling Xiao thought for a while.

Although the level of the secret realm opened by the twelve black birds is only the penultimate level.

But the secret realm is right in front of us, and it would be too polite not to open it.

Moreover, the warrior is still hiding.

There are more than 400 people in Han Iceland alone.

If you want to get the black bird in the future, there are still many opportunities.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao turned to look at the cave, wanting to open it.

However, at this moment, a dangerous atmosphere suddenly came.

Extremely fast.

One moment he was thousands of meters away, and the next moment he was already in front of him.

The terrifying sword light pierced Ling Xiao's throat.

The ruthless attack will definitely be fatal.

A hot feeling swept through his body, as if a sword of fire was coming.

Every time it came, it seemed as if Ling Xiao's whole body was going to melt.

Ling Xiao snorted coldly.

The saint's spear in his hand stabbed out directly.

A strike of four dragon-shaped dragon elements erupted.

boom!

The shadow was shattered.

It turned out to be a long sword condensed with flames.

The sword shattered into pieces, as if there was a rain of fire.

Ling Xiao stood there without moving, looking into the distance indifferently.

There is a figure there.

A head of fiery red hair.

The whole body is also in red robe.

Extremely hot.

Ling Xiao recognized this person.

One of the six people from the North Immortal Valley who is the strongest among the Four Immortal Valleys seems to be named Yan Rong!

Jin Yan would definitely like this terrifying heat, but unfortunately, Jin Yan is not here.

Above this guy's head, there is only a black bird.

But it is that kind of large black bird.

Small blackbirds are about the size of bees.

The large one is actually the size of a sparrow.

It means that this person has killed ten people.

Of course, it's a little less than him.

But he is definitely a ruthless character.

"Yan Rong, haha, do you really think that the warriors of the Four Immortals Valley are invincible? How dare you come here to join in the fun."

Ling Xiao sneered and looked at Yan Rong.

There was also greed in his eyes.

He wants Yanrong's mysterious bird.