Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The flame burned.

The magnificent Demon Flame Lord, relying on the Demon Flame's rampant world, was finally burned alive, which has to be said to be a causal cycle.

Huh?

Among the ashes of the demon flame Tianzun burned to ashes, a glowing bone was not burned.

"Is this Hui Hui? It's a bit interesting. It doesn't seem to be Hui Hui. It's because the Demon Flame Heaven Sovereign is too wasteful. Even such a good thing won't work."

He collected his bones and returned to Tianlong Continent in the future, he would hand it to Master Baiyun.

This is something he once promised to Master Baiyun.

Since you have promised others, you will naturally do it.

He is such a good and trustworthy man.

"Little Butterfly, let's go."

After finishing things, Ling Xiao walked away, and the direction was the route that Leng Mei left.

He was still worried that Leng Mei would be in trouble, so for safety reasons, he wanted to chase after him.

A moment later, he stopped about a mile or so away from Qingxu College.

There was a young girl sitting cross-legged on the tree over there. Her body was black and angry, and the girl was fighting desperately against the torture.

"Ah, it really is."

Ling Xiao sighed.

As Butterfly Girl said, Leng Mei didn't know which monster he signed a contract with. Although he could use the energy of that monster, he would suffer great pain.

As for whether there are any other side effects, it is unknown.

A terrible chill came.

Terrible murderousness is more uncomfortable than cold.

At that moment, Ling Xiao almost made a defensive response, because it seemed like the actual murderous spirit would kill him.

If you look closely, all living things within two or three meters around Lengmei have lost their lives, and even that branch is completely dead.

How terrible death is this.

The most terrible thing is that Leng Mei seemed to be shrouded in black air. In the black air, many horrible skeleton ghosts could be seen faintly, and he was screaming mournfully.

Leng Mei's long black hair turned gray now, as if she had lost her color of life.

"Leng Mei, what's wrong with you?"

Surprised in Ling Xiao's heart, he rushed towards Lengmei directly.

What is danger, what is death?

Leng Mei's sentence "In order to protect the owner, I would rather turn into a ghost", for Ling Xiao, even if it is a life worthwhile.

Such a woman deserves his desperate protection.

If Lengmei really died like this, he would not be at peace in his life.

Just walked within two meters of Lengmei, the more terrifying murderousness directly condensed into a weird human head, opened the blood basin and swallowed towards Ling Xiao.

boom!

Ling Xiao had no choice but to show Chiyang Yuyi, so that it was a little bit better.

"Master, don't! Don't come!"

Because Ling Xiao was not wearing a mask at this time, Leng Mei recognized him.

Leng Mei's voice was weak, and every time he spoke, his body was trembling, as if tormented by something.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao's heart was about to break. The pain was more serious than any injuries he suffered.

"Nonsense, you are all like this. If I don't help, who can save you?"

Ling Xiao is not simply impulsive.

The reason why he is so loyal, in addition to his sincere desire to help Leng Mei.

It is also because he possesses mountains, rivers, martial spirits, and a fairy pot that can absorb all souls.

No matter what, he may help Lengmei, even if there is only a slight possibility, he will try.

The horrible murderous energy enveloped his body, which was more violent and fiercer than before, and his Chiyang Yuyi was extinguished.

The eerie feeling directly penetrated his soul and made him tremble.

however.

His body was shaking, but his will was still so firm.

No flinch, no stay,

Finally, his hand touched Leng Mei.

boom!

In his mind, a horrible woman appeared. This woman was dug out of her eyes, cut off her legs, and blood was constantly flowing from her eyes.

The terrifying murderousness was released from her body.

At that moment, Ling Xiao knew everything.

This woman, Lengmei's second martial spirit, is afraid of being treated cruelly when she is alive, so she will have such a terrible anger and murderous intention.

"No!"

Leng Mei shouted in horror, because she felt that the murderous in her body began to rush towards Ling Xiao, seeming to destroy Ling Xiao completely.

Seeing his master like this, Leng Mei's heart was more painful than ever.

"Little fool, you called me my master for so long, so that I can help you become a ghost. What can I do for you? Do you want your master to be a miserable person?"

Ling Xiao gently stroked Leng Mei's hair, feeling distressed, and showing some anger.

"Little Butterfly, please help me protect the Fa, don't let anyone interfere with us."

Ling Xiao released the Butterfly Girl, and then gently embraced Lengmei, no more cover-up, the vast will of the mountain and river Wuhun came.

The power of the king who has been reluctant to use has also been passively used.

Finally, the body felt less uncomfortable.

There was a moment of retreat in that strong murderous spirit.

There were tears in Lengmei's eyes, which wet her placket.

She followed Ling Xiao to protect Ling Xiao, nothing else, just because Ling Xiao had rescued her.

But she is a woman after all.

Which girl is not passionate?

Was Ling Xiao treated like this, how could she not be emotional?

How can you not be moved?

"Thank you master!"

Thousands of words are combined into one sentence. Although there are few words, they are strong.

"Close your eyes, just leave it to me."

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and a fairy pot was already shown on the top of his head.

"Demon, I know you are miserable, but if I want to hurt Lengmei, I will never spare you!"

The fairy pot opened and a powerful attraction spewed out.

The soul made a terrible voice, struggling not to be sucked away.

"It's really tenacious!"

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, a lot of soul power poured into the fairy pot, and the attraction became more powerful.

"Do not--!"

The soul kept making a terrible voice, despite the obstinate resistance of the corner, but there was no way but was sucked into the fairy pot a little bit.

The energy in Lengmei's body had no soul control, and became manic and restless, and began to rampage inside Lengmei's body.

"Don't worry, today I will fully transform this energy into yours!"

Ling Xiao took a deep breath.

Mountain and river Wuhun has wrapped Lengmei, and countless inscriptions are constantly flashing in the sky.

"puff!"

The murderous loss of soul control was so terrifying that he wounded Ling Xiao, causing him to spur blood out, weakening him a lot.