Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao splits two avatars and continues to practice "Bronze Scroll of Imperial Sword Art" and "Fist of the God Hell".

And his soul entered the world of mountains and rivers.

The smelting stone is just placed in the world of mountains and rivers.

The equipment shop in the town is empty, but it has the youngest refiner equipment.

Ling Xiao found the equipment of the fusion equipment, and then let Wuhun avatar operate, and put the smelting stone, the ice glass sword, and the treasure treasure lance into the equipment.

This process is very simple and anyone can do it.

After the smelting, he didn't have to worry about it.

After Shan Wu Wu Hun runs, he only needs to consume some real dollars, and the equipment can automatically run.

"Ding Dong!"

The smelting is complete!

A brand-new long sword appeared in front of Ling Xiao. Compared with the previous ice glass sword, it was not only more beautiful, but also exudes a strange luster.

The treasure sword is really better than the drift snow sword.

During this time, unless the double swords are displayed, the ice glass swords are hidden by the snow because they are not needed.

But now, after such smelting, the ice glass sword that was about to be eliminated has regained a new life.

Perhaps because of the Tianlong Zhenyuan, above the newly smelted sword, an ice dragon with a claw and a claw can be seen faintly.

"Just call you the Ice Dragon Sword."

Although the name is a bit tacky, Ling Xiao is not going to sell art, and this thing can be used as soon as possible.

With such a weapon, he is likely to be comparable to Jin Ming.

Because the top ten disciples of the outside door all have treasures and treasures, but he does not, it is very disadvantageous.

Smelting the ice dragon sword seems simple, but it takes a lot of time.

After Ling Xiao finished it, it was almost dawn.

He withdrew two avatars and planned to take a short break.

Not to mention that he is just a warrior in the martial arts realm. Even the superb martial arts warrior needs rest, but there is not as much time as the ordinary people.

"Huh? "Fist of the Gods of Hell" actually realized a new move-seize the soul!"

I have to say that the "Secret Method of Shadow Cultivation" really helped him a lot. If there is no "Secret Method of Shadow Cultivation", even if he can separate the shadow avatar, it is impossible for him to help him practice.

Now it is imperative to find a higher-level secret method that can replace the "Shadow Cultivation Secret Method" as soon as possible, otherwise the effect of this practice will become worse and worse.

""Bronze Scroll of Sword Art" has also successfully entered the seventh floor, which has just entered the realm of great success. Simply talking about the instantaneous lethality, this sword art is close to "Feixue". As long as you raise one level, the sword art can become a new level. I instantly kill the strongest move!"

Ling Xiao has not used the sword technique in battle before. One reason is that it is unnecessary. Another reason is that the level of cultivation is not enough, and the effect of "killing" at the bottom of the box cannot be achieved.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged and rested on the stone bed.

The sun rises in the east, and the Moon Pagoda is extremely bright.

Ling Xiao opened his eyes and walked out of the cave.

"Hello Brother Zhao!"

"Brother Zhao good morning!"

"Brother Zhao went to the medicine hall!"

On the way to Xiaoyao, Ling Xiao suddenly felt that both the newly-introduced disciples and the foreign disciples became enthusiastic one by one.

What made him speechless the most was that the people who obviously started a lot earlier than him, also called his brother, as if he could not show respect for him without such a name.

He really didn't like to cope with such scenes, and he casually persevered to speed up.

Once he speeds up, no one can catch up.

In the past, when I met Li Anle, the top 30 outside disciples, the other party would definitely not give way.

But today Li Anle and Liu Qiang saw him coming from afar, and hurriedly stood to the side of the road, and bowed their heads and bowed to salute.

This gave Ling Xiao a little bit of pride.

After all, he was only fourteen years old, and it would be an achievement to make people who once disregarded him so awesome. Why can't he be proud?

As for Yang Cheng, the guy didn't come out while lying in the medical room.

Soon after, he came to the medicine hall. Master Yang sat there and read the book. When Ling Xiao came, he stood up with a smile on his face and said, "How did you rest yesterday?"

"What's the rest, it's so good that you have given me the superb body shaper, old man, tossing me all night, and it's benefitting me a lot."

Ling Xiao made a joke on his mouth, but his heart was really moved by the old man.

He was wondering if he had simply worshipped Master Yang as a teacher. This old man was really good to him.

But when I thought about it, even though Master Yang said that he had a high status in Yue Huazong, he was not as good as Mo Yan Tianzun after all.

That Mo Yan Tianzun didn't dare to deal with the old host Yang, what should I do in case of mischief?

Contradiction!

"Old Yang, you are too spoiled for this Ling Xiao, he didn't come to the medicine hall for most of the day yesterday!"

Uncomfortable, a middle-aged man in a green shirt next to him said very uncomfortably.

"Aoki, as the deputy host, what do you care about with your little kid? It's not necessary."

The old host Yang waved his hand and said: "I know that you are the deputy host responsible for the precepts of the medicine hall, but Ling Xiao did have an emergency yesterday."

"What's the hurry?"

Aoki asked.

"Is the challenge from the outside door an emergency?"

Yang Lao Tang frowned, a little unhappy.

However, this Aoki is obviously a straight character, and completely ignored these, but continued: "Huh, the outside door is more challenging. If everyone does not take leave, how will the medicine hall still work."

"What if they challenge the top 30 disciples?"

Yang Lao Tang asked with narrowed eyes.

"That's an exception. It's okay according to the regulations, but is it him?"

Aoki glanced at Ling Xiao with disdain: "He was only a master of Wumai eightfold peaks, and the top 30 were all half-step masters. Who can he challenge?"

"Oh, don't you believe it? He not only challenged one, but challenged two, one named Li Anle, as if the outside door ranked 26th, and the other Yang Cheng ranked 10th."

There was a bit of triumph on the face of Old Master Yang.

The little guy who values ​​himself is so good, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

"A fiasco?"

Aoki looked at Ling Xiao and asked.

"Qi Yun, deputy host of Aoki, the strength of the quasi-inner disciple is stronger than expected, and the disciple can only be considered to be able to win."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"Oh, I knew you must have lost...um? You said you won?"

Aoki apparently did not expect such a result.

He is not the old host of Yang, and does not care what Ling Xiao did, he only cares about Ling Xiao asking for leave.

"Well, won."

Ling Xiao nodded.

"Both won?"

"Yes! Many people went to watch the game that day. If the deputy host Aoki didn't believe it, she could ask Sister Lan, she was at the scene."

Ling Xiao nodded.

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