Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Sa brought Ling Xiao and Yue Ying to the Ling family.

It's still the same mansion as before.

But it got a lot bigger.

Because this place has become the imperial palace of the Tyrant Empire.

"Dad, look who's back!"

Liang Sa walked into the yard and shouted.

Ling Yunxing, Feng Chi and others came out.

"Little one, who did you bring back?

Did you lie to someone else's little girl again? "

Ling Yunxing was still joking when he suddenly saw Ling Xiao.

I couldn't help but be stunned.

Feng Chi's face was already filled with tears at this time.

"Son! My son is back!

You're okay, it'll be fine if you're okay! "

Feng Chi has not heard from Ling Xiao in these years.

Some people said that Ling Xiao was dead.

It made her very uneasy.

Now that I saw Ling Xiao, I couldn't believe it.

Although for warriors, it is possible to stay in seclusion for hundreds of years.

But time is time.

I haven’t seen him for nearly ten years, so I will naturally miss him very much.

This is human nature.

It would be seven or eight years before Ling Xiao left Zulong Island.

As a mother, can you not think about your son?

"mother!"

Ling Xiao walked over with a smile and threw himself into Feng Chi's arms.

At this time, he was no longer an overlord or a saint.

He is just a child.

Feng Chi hugged her son and gently stroked his hair: "I've lost weight, but I've also become stronger!

good!

good! "

As she spoke, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Ling Xiao!"

At this time, someone came out again.

It's Ji Mingkong.

They are Miao Luoer, Mao Xiaohao, Chen Muyun, Yao Chenxiang and others.

They are all acquaintances.

These familiar figures appeared one by one.

Ling Xiao was in a trance and returned to the past.

"Mingkong, thank you for all your hard work these years!"

Ling Xiao sighed.

Ji Mingkong has been supporting the Tyrant Empire for him.

Even in the face of such huge difficulties, he still did not give up.

This is something very grateful for.

"Your boy is not dead yet!"

Another voice sounded.

"Master!"

Ling Xiao saw Xue Linglong.

His own master.

I have saved myself several times in the past.

He is also his mother's most capable subordinate.

Now, both mother and Xue Linglong's cultivation levels have improved a lot.

Ling Xiao remembered that when they left, they should have all been promoted to quasi-emperors.

Now eight years have passed.

With the help of the changes in the world and the revival of spiritual energy.

The improvement in strength of the two geniuses, mother Feng Chi and Xue Linglong, is also the most terrifying.

It’s just the realm of the Emperor of Heaven.

Not even as good as those ten geniuses.

After all, those ten geniuses have expert guidance.

Feng Chi and Xue Linglong could only rely on the things left by Ling Xiao to practice hard.

It is already great to be able to cultivate to the realm of the Emperor of Heaven.

Putting their qualifications in Zhenwu Continent, they are definitely the qualifications of an emperor.

In fact, the improvement of cultivation level is not too fast.

If anyone has any advice, there are better techniques and resources.

They should have been promoted to semi-saints a long time ago, or even virtual saints.

Of course, most of the quasi-emperors back then did not have such talent as them.

It is estimated that he has just been promoted to the Emperor Realm.

Among Miao Luo'er, Yao Chenxiang, Chen Muyun, and Mao Xiaohao, Miao Luo'er is the most talented.

It is definitely the property of an emperor.

It's a pity that he has poor foundation, so now he is only a half-step emperor.

He has not yet been promoted to the realm of the Great Emperor.

The rest of them are only quasi-emperors in strength.

But it’s already great.

"Mingkong, let's have a banquet and let's have a good drink.

Next, it’s time to consider rescuing people.

The Tyrant Empire cannot shrink to this corner forever. "

Ling Xiao said.

So Ji Mingkong held a big banquet.

Recruited the existing high-level officials of the Tyrant Empire.

In fact, not much.

Because many people were caught.

Or died in battle.

Especially those who were at the quasi-emperor level back then.

Basically no escape.

These people who were left behind were the ones they fought tooth and nail to protect.

"Boy, what state are you in now?

Don't embarrass me.

I was very optimistic about you back then.

Also, you kid said such big words, you can’t let people down. "

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "How should I put it, my cultivation is a bit special.

You may not understand.

Let’s just think of him as a Martial Saint! "

In the Martial Saint realm, people here don’t understand divisions at all.

So just say Martial Saint! "

"Martial Saint!"

Everyone was stunned.

I almost fell to the ground.

Just eight years.

Ling Xiao actually went from Quasi-Emperor to Great Emperor and then to Martial Saint.

This speed of cultivation is really terrifying.

It's simply unimaginable.

"Hahaha, let me just say, my cousin is awesome.

Those ten geniuses are not worthy enough to carry his shoes.

Then Zhanyu is still stubborn with me! "

Ling Sa was very excited.

"You're not a bad boy either.

He is probably the number one genius of this generation of the Ling family.

To be so young is the attainment of the Emperor of Heaven. "

Ling Xiao was really full of praise for Ling Sa.

"Compared to you, that's far behind!

You know, after the changes in the world on Zulong Island, the conditions for cultivation are actually the same as those on Zhenwu Continent.

You can become the Supreme Martial Saint.

We can't.

There is still a big gap in talent. "

Ling Sa is very humble.

He was very humble in front of Ling Xiao.

Everyone was chatting and talking about the future.

After drinking for three rounds, Ling Xiao looked at Ji Mingkong and said, "Please select a hundred talented quasi-emperors or half-step emperors under the age of fifty.

I want to help them all become emperors.

Also, mother, Ling Sa, Master, Ming Kong!

The four of you are extremely talented.

Especially Ling Sa and Ming Kong, on the Zhenwu Continent, they are definitely comparable to the Sons of the Supreme.

I'm here to help you.

Help you break through to the Martial Saint realm.

Whether you can succeed or not depends on your own destiny. "

"Is it really possible?"

Everyone present was shocked and felt like it was a dream.

"Try it, won't you know it?"

Ling Xiao smiled.

Had a meal.

Ji Mingkong began to select talents.

Except for Miao Luoer, Chen Muyun, and Mao Xiaohao.

There are also some young people who are relatively unfamiliar to Ling Xiao.

These are the reserve forces of the Tyrant Empire.

Not very old.

In fact, they are only in their twenties.

There are even some who are seventeen or eighteen years old.

These people are really quite talented.

There is no shortage of imperial qualifications among them.

"Everyone, in half a year, our Tyrant Empire will start a battle to recover.

In these six months, I will help you break through to the Imperial Realm.

How far you can reach it depends on your own talent. "

"yes!"

Everyone looked at Ling Xiao with great admiration.

Which young man who can stay in the Tyrant Empire is not a fan of Tyrant Emperor.

To them, Emperor Ba Tian was a myth, omnipotent.

After that, Ling Xiao spent a month drawing a holy pattern array that could be used by tens of thousands of people to practice at the same time.

During this period, he had already given the pills to the one hundred young geniuses.

And four people, Feng Chi.

One month later, when the holy pattern formation was completed.

Among those hundred geniuses, many have already reached half-step of Great Emperor perfection.

For example, Miao Luoer and Yao Chenxiang are both good young men with imperial qualifications.