Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Among all people, only Chen Meng wants to persuade sadness.

Chen Meng is very aware of Ling Xiao's terrible, especially the powerful and strange and mysterious soul secret, which makes people unpredictable.

But she couldn't speak.

She said, that in front of everyone, she said that she was not as good as Ling Xiao, as a person who wants to face, she dare not do that.

"The showdown between life and death is the showdown between life and death. Am I afraid that you will not succeed!"

Sadness is completely forced by public opinion pressure, of course, this is the effect deliberately created by Ling Xiao.

Otherwise, someone will be in trouble if they are killed in ordinary combat.

But it's different now. Life and death showdown, and the life and death contract will be signed before the battle.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's start."

Ling Xiao slipped a sneer.

He was originally here just for Mirdan Nedan, but if someone had to die, he wouldn't mind disposing of garbage.

He was not afraid that Zhao Yu would not admit the account after the end, and dare not to admit it, so he killed this guy and just opened the way for Zhao Zhi.

There is a moon girl, he believes that no one dares to speak, even the Holy Emperor does not dare, let alone the emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty.

In the Colosseum, the silver jade demon had been taken away, and sadly looked at Ling Xiao's bizarre black-gold pupils without seeing the slightest tension in it.

Not to mention any fear.

Who is this person?

Why is there such a strong self-confidence?

Sorrowful heart does not understand.

"I am sad and heartbroken, the chief core disciple of the poison Wangzong, what do you call the kid?"

Chen Meng and others knew Ling Xiao, but sadly they didn't.

"Ling Xiao, the chief core disciple of Yue Huazong!"

Ling Xiao said lightly.

Ling Xiao is not bad at all.

This sound made the grandstand almost explode.

The name Ling Xiao is now widely known in the Northern Han Dynasty.

The rioting sword king Zong Colosseum defeated Chen Meng and Decepticons in the three factions, and even provoked Jian Wuji.

Afterwards, the Son and the King of Heaven went to Yuehua Zongxing and asked for guilt. As a result, they were directly bombarded.

Everything is related to this young man.

"Oh? It turns out that you are Ling Xiao who has made a name for herself and won the sister Chen Meng by virtuous means. Very good. Let me see if you have a few pounds or two today!"

Sorrowful heart has naturally heard of Ling Xiao's name, but he showed more disdain and discomfort.

Ling Xiao actually dared not give face to Sheng Zi, dare to defeat Chen Meng, but this is something he dare not do.

Why is this kid?

During the speech, the sad heart suddenly exhaled the cold killing intention, and a strange martial spirit appeared behind it.

That is a doll.

It looks like a baby just two or three months old.

But it was very weird. It was all silver-silver, and its eyes turned white, very terrifying.

"This is Mercury Ghost Infant Soul Spirit?"

It is rumored that when big people are buried at the funeral, there will be a live sacrifice to be buried. One way is to use the baby to return or put mercury into the body, so that the body can be kept from decay.

This method is extremely malicious and almost extinct.

And those who possess the Mercury Ghost Infant Martial Soul will have strong resentment and extremely surly character.

Obviously, the sad heart is such a person.

"You have great eyesight, yes, it is Mercury Ghost Infant Soul!"

Sorrowful heart sneered, the release of terror was even more fierce, and all rushed to Ling Xiao.

It was an extremely cold will, as if to strangle Ling Xiao.

"The will to kill?"

Ling Xiao froze slightly.

Unexpectedly, this sad heart also mastered the will to kill, but unfortunately, this man was completely controlled by the will to kill and became a captive of this will.

In comparison, Ling Xiao has the will to kill, but it is the master who will release it when he wants to use it. When not in use, this will power will be imprisoned in the spirit sea.

Seeing the change in Ling Xiao's expression, his heart burst into a smile.

It seems that his killing will really surprised Ling Xiao. In this case, Ling Xiao should not be too strong. In the past, he used the killing will to deal with those opponents who were difficult to win.

"Boy, the will to kill has surprised you so much, then something more surprising is on display, are you going to cry?"

Sadly, he showed a mocking smile: "Dare to dare to directly propose a life-and-death showdown, you really will find a place to find death."

Between words, Wu Hun swayed behind his sad heart, and then a mist of green poisonous malaria appeared, and then quickly spread until the entire Colosseum was completely enveloped.

"Poisonous mist?"

Ling Xiao saw this green mist, not only did she not panic, but she became happy.

The next thing he prepared to practice was the sky of fog.

Although this poisonous green mist can not be regarded as a celestial phenomenon, but it still has the same charm of the same song, maybe this battle is really right, maybe it can really understand something from it.

"Hahaha, go to death boy, you are struggling to survive in this malaise, taste what is despair!"

In the thick green mist, the sad heart gave a crazy laugh.

"It's just a measles, what can I do?"

Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully. Behind him, the ghost image of the plague demon appeared.

To deal with the poisonous malaise, this martial spirit is most suitable for use.

Raising her foot gently, Ling Xiao slowly walked towards the sad heart.

The plague demon behind him opened his mouth with a gulp and slammed, and the poisonous malaria began to pour into the plague demon king's martial spirit.

"Ok?"

Sadly looking at this scene in surprise, his face suddenly became dignified.

He has seen many opponents, but no one has ever been able to get rid of his malaria.

Ling Xiao, this kid, is his nemesis!

But he couldn't admit defeat.

He is a half-step Tianzun with 60% strength, cultivated to be much stronger than Ling Xiao. He will never lose to Ling Xiao like this, absolutely not!

The poisonous malaria dissipated, and the ghost baby behind him uttered a scream of screams. Two lines of mercury merged into his palms, and then stabbed through the air.

Ling Xiao looked at the sad heart, walked slowly, and looked unresponsive. She was concentrating on the mystery of the mist.

Boom!

Snapped!

The two mercury spikes were directly smashed by the plague demon and flew out, unable to cause any damage to Ling Xiao.

"Sad heart, your will to kill is very powerful, but unfortunately your use is only superficial, and it is too young."

Ling Xiao suddenly opened her eyes, and there was already a trace of enlightenment in her mind.

Although he still hasn't practiced the sky phenomenon for a while, he believes that after going back this time, with the spirit fluid, coupled with this trace of enlightenment, he can definitely succeed.

"I have to thank you for the kind gift you gave me, so in the end, I will let you die happily, and will not let you die in grief."

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and the plague demon disappeared behind him, replaced by Ye Gushan.