Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Die, kid!"

Gao Wenshou killed Ling Xiao.

boom!

Suddenly, a person suddenly appeared from the void.

Like a lion.

The head is a lion, but the body is more like a human.

It is the patriarch of the life monster clan.

"Gao Wenshou, let me clean up you!"

"Life Demon Race? Why are you?"

Gao Wenshou's face was ugly, he was about to kill Ling Xiao, and it was really troublesome that such a person suddenly appeared.

"Why? Don't you know that our young patriarch is Ling Xiao's brother?

It's stupid to ask why!"

On the other side, Xuanyuan Sanqian saw Gao Wenshou being stopped and immediately shot.

Attempt to kill Ling Xiao.

At this time, another person appeared in the Guishen Academy.

"Elder Nine Swords!"

Many veterans of the Guishen Academy have left the Academy to travel abroad.

I thought that this time I would be the veteran of Yahuang.

Unexpectedly, the veteran of Nine Swords actually appeared.

Moreover, he also attacked Xuanyuan Sanqian for Ling Xiao.

"The dog stuff from Xuanyuan Xiancheng dare to come to my life Xiancheng to go wild, looking for death!"

The veteran of the Nine Swords attacked wildly, making Xuanyuan Sanqian's face a little unsightly.

However, he showed a sneer: "You have no one in your Ghost Academy, right?

But our five great god races, and eleven strong gods.

Go, kill that kid!"

In addition to the five ancestors.

The five protoss also dispatched ten eleventh gods and fifty tenth gods.

For the sake of prudence, this time I didn't send Shang Wuyou and other powerhouses in the Tenth God Realm.

Directly let the ten strong men of the Eleven God Realm take action.

It can be seen how much they want to take Ling Xiao away.

The ten Eleven God Realm powerhouses were powerful enough to make Ling Xiao even breathing a problem.

His body can't move at all.

"Hmph, you have a lot of helpers, but I want to see, who can help you next?"

The Eleven God Realm powerhouse of the Shang clan sneered.

Suddenly a palm blasted out, trying to catch Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was killed.

But the next moment, the strong of the Shang clan showed a shocked expression.

Because what he killed turned out to be a Shang clan tenth god realm warrior.

Ling Xiao still stood there with a sneer on his face.

"Illusion! Who dares to use illusion against us!"

Illusion, a type of spiritism, is simply a disaster for the weak.

In the void, a person appeared.

A very old man.

He crouched, holding a crutch in his hand.

The eyes seem to be godless, and they are hollow.

"The Soul Race! No, the Soul Race!"

The Shang Clan Eleven God Realm powerhouse took two steps back, his face a little ugly.

Divine Soul Race is a very difficult existence for all warriors.

Spirituality is too difficult to defend.

"Soul Soul Race, do you want to help Ling Xiao? What is he to you?"

The strong man in the Eleven God Realm of the Shang clan looked ugly.

If it is an ordinary martial artist with the same cultivation base, he is not afraid.

But when he met a spiritual master, he really felt a little confused.

"Our Majesty, loves him, we will naturally take action!"

Appearing with the old man, there were also six Eleven God Realm powerhouses from the Soul Clan.

Although their strength is not as terrifying as the old man.

But for the general eleventh god realm powerhouse, it has the ability to crush.

"Huh, this reason is really ridiculous.

In that case, your soul clan is also buried here."

The Shang Clan Eleven God Realm powerhouse said coldly.

In terms of aura, they naturally couldn't admit defeat, although he was indeed a little unsure in his heart.

Those who watched the game were a little dumbfounded.

I thought that the five protoss wanted to take Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao would definitely die.

Who would have thought that things would have caused such trouble.

It actually triggered so many battles among the high-level gods.

Even the Tenth God Realm Warrior couldn't get in.

The battle begins.

The two sides fought very fiercely.

But for the time being, no one can do anything about it.

However, there are one point five Protoss dominates.

After all, the Shang family, the emperor family, and the Gao family and Youdu royal family are all local gods.

They can continuously mobilize masters to participate.

From this point, you can see the horror of the Protoss.

"How come there are so many high-level gods!

These people have lived for tens of thousands of years, right?

They are not dead yet."

Someone exclaimed.

Because many of the strong people who are reinforcements are characters in books.

Who would have thought that they actually appeared alive.

"Catch Ling Xiao!"

Everyone knows that Ling Xiao is the key. As long as the five protoss catch Ling Xiao, the battle will be declared over.

At this time, the number of Ling Xiao's side is obviously relatively small, and it can't stop the powerhouses of the five great gods.

Their number advantage is too great.

Although the patriarch of the life monster clan also mobilized some old monsters from the clan.

But it is still a drop in the bucket.

It's hard to protect yourself.

It is even more difficult to protect Ling Xiao.

"dead!"

The second government advocated that Mu Chen finally shot.

If he doesn't make a move, Ling Xiao will die.

Zhang Muchen is obviously more terrifying than anyone here.

As soon as he shot, he directly repelled dozens of strong men from the Eleven God Realm.

"Zhang Muchen, have you finally shot?"

A voice rang.

From among the five great protoss, there was also a peerless powerhouse.

"Di Gaoyang!"

Zhang Muchen frowned.

He didn't make a move before, just waiting for Emperor Gaoyang to make a move.

Both of them are strong in the Twelve God Realm.

After all, he was the first to shoot.

But very helpless.

"Zhang Muchen, your opponent is me, we must take it away.

If you announce to stop now, what happened today would have never happened.

Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Di Gaoyang sneered.

"The people I want to protect from the Ghost and God Academy, who can take it away, fight if you want to fight, but today, it will definitely not be us!"

Zhang Muchen said coldly.

Di Gaoyang had an ominous hunch.

But he didn't think too much about it. Maybe it was Zhang Muchen's mystery.

The two were killed together.

Ling Xiao was still exposed to danger.

At this time, Ling Xiao was actually practicing.

Facing the terrifying aura from the surrounding pavement, his cultivation base sea energy increased extremely fast.

The body is also splitting and reorganizing, becoming more powerful.

"I said, so many people bully a little guy, are you really ashamed?"

An old man appeared suddenly.

Coming to the battlefield.

With a dry pipe in his mouth and spit out a cigarette ring, he was a little dissatisfied with Erlang's legs in the void.

"Old stuff, don't be nosy, be careful of your life!"

An Eleventh God Realm expert from the Shang clan shouted coldly.

He couldn't see the other's cultivation.

Only feel that the other party's breath is unstable, it shouldn't be a great powerhouse.

But Ling Xiao's eyes widened at this time.

He chased the old guy for so long, and the old guy finally agreed to meet him.

The person here is his grandfather Hong Qi.

In the past, Hong Qi entrusted others to help Ling Xiao.

Unexpectedly, this time he actually came in person, and it is estimated that he was thinking about this grandson..

Hope to see you.

The idiot of the Shang clan actually dared to scold Hong Qi.