Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"You can't do this? There are more exciting ones."

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, the Dark Sword Territory was released, and the terrifying breath filled again.

It stands to reason that ordinary martial arts will automatically give up the field after breaking through the Yin and Yang realm.

This kind of field is very useful in Dongtian Realm, but when it reaches Yin and Yang Realm, it becomes almost tasteless.

It's a pity to give up, tasteless.

Not to waste a lot of internal power, the power is not as powerful as imagined.

However, Ling Xiao did not intend to give up.

His advantage is that he has plenty of internal strength and powerful soul.

And Ling Xiao discovered a secret, the realm is actually in the hands of the Yin-Yang Realm Warriors, but it can actually evolve.

With the realization of the eighteenth layer of hell, and the integration of the formation, it can fully exert unexpected effects.

And at this point, I am afraid that the entire Divine Phoenix Continent, so he can do it.

No one else can.

"Yin Yang Realm·Dark Sword Domain!"

"Ling Xiao, have you been kicked by a donkey in your head, and even attempted to use this kind of realm of warriors to treat me as a treasure? Is it because you have too much internal force, and it is no problem to waste some?"

Seeing Ling Xiao release the Dark Sword Territory, Fengming Qishan not only did not feel nervous, but laughed instead.

He hoped Ling Xiao would be like this.

A lot of internal force is spent on useless attacks, then in the subsequent battles, it will definitely not work.

Outside of the boundary, many warriors did not understand the meaning of Ling Xiao's doing so.

But out of trust in Ling Xiao, they still wanted to see what happened.

Ling Xiao, who has always been unique, is different. Who can be sure that he can't create a completely different attack method from others?

At the next moment, Fengming Qishan's complexion went dark.

At the same time, there was a shock in his eyes.

"No, you have weirdness in this field!"

As he continued to attack, his brow furrowed tighter.

"Oh, you can finally see it. For the Yin and Yang warriors, the tasteless field can rejuvenate in my hands.

I am not afraid to tell you that this Dark Sword Territory is integrated into the'Black Hell Ghost Sword Formation' that I realized in the tongue-pulling hell.

In the tongue-pulling hell, the terrifying hell scissors can cut the tongue of any warrior from the Yin and Yang realm, making it impossible to speak.

My Black Prison Ghost Sword Formation can completely transform all the swords of the Dark Sword Domain into ghost swords like Hell Scissors.

Not only is the lethality greatly increased, but it can continuously draw energy from the tongue-out hell.

Do you say I will waste my internal strength?"

Between the words, the door opened in the sky.

Above the gate, there were clearly four words "Tell Hell".

The black energy was continuously released from the gate and merged into the dark sword territory.

Makes all the swords in the dark sword domain become black, revealing a breath of Huang Quan's death.

As the Black Prison Ghost Sword Formation takes shape, the power of the Dark Sword Domain also increases greatly.

Jianmang kept vomiting, turning into countless black swords and killing Fengming Qishan, as if it was endless, suddenly letting Fengming Qishan feel extremely difficult.

What is formation?

Formation is to use the power of heaven and earth to increase the power of attack or defense.

Once the formation is unfolded, unless you can crack it, otherwise, even if your strength is relatively strong, it will be impossible to deal with the formation.

The ancient soul of the five elements of Fengming Qishan can control the power of the five elements.

However, hell is not in the five elements, and jumps out of the five elements. Therefore, he wants to crack this method again, which is simply a dream.

"Fengming Qishan, I told you that you will definitely lose in this battle today!

You have a hole card, but do you have me?

Really ignorant!"

Ling Xiao stood outside the Dark Sword Field and looked at Fengming Qishan, who was constantly being attacked by the black swordman, indifferently.

Fengming Qishan's face was blue.

After releasing the ancient soul of the five elements of the dragon and the white blade martial spirit, he was once overbearing and arrogant.

I feel that I can control everything and can win the game.

As if Ling Xiao's life, he can take away at any time.

Not only Ling Xiao, but also those outside who watched the excitement, were regarded as dead by him.

Although he was defeated outside, as long as this battle was won, he was still the supreme emperor of the Divine Phoenix Continent.

But at this moment, he felt strong depression and embarrassment.

The attack has been going on for a long time without hurting Ling Xiao.

Instead, he was trapped by what others called "chicken ribs".

This is really a strong irony.

"No, power is absolute, see me breaking your shit array!"

With a roar, the ancient Wuxing Dragon and the killing white blade behind Fengming Qishan glowed at the same time.

The strong breath is completely condensed on the body of Qiming Fengming.

He roared, and the blood-red sword in his hand actually merged into five colors representing the power of the five elements, yellow, green, black, blue, and red.

The power was completely released in an instant.

The space in the Dark Sword Realm almost collapsed.

The black swords that attacked him shattered and turned into a little black awn scattered on the ground.

"Bloody blood!"

The horrible blood-red light is constantly released, and in all directions, crazy attacks Ling Xiao's dark sword territory.

You have to admit that Fengming Qishan is really strong.

Without the integration of the Black Prison Ghost Sword Array, this dark sword territory would have been easily broken by Fengming Qishan.

Even at this time, the dark sword domain continued to appear raised, as if it could be pierced at any time.

The roar continued.

All the black swordmans seemed to have lost their resistance. When they touched the blood-red sword gas, they instantly shattered.

Can no longer cause any harm to Fengming Qishan.

However, Ling Xiao's face was as indifferent as ever.

"Pulling tongue hell · power of arrogance · condensing black sword!"

The cold voice spit out from Ling Xiao's mouth.

The black swordsmanship gradually receded, and then, some strange characters were released in the tongue-out hell.

These characters are the force of the arrogance of tongue hell.

Rumor has it that tongue-out hell is used to imprison those who tell lies.

And this kind of lie is also an energy-the force of arrogance.

As these characters merged into the Dark Sword Field, the original Jianmang began to condense and turned into a physical entity.

"Oh!"

A horrific attack broke out again in the Dark Sword Domain. This time it was no longer a sword, but a ghost sword in the true sense.

The ghost sword formed by the force of arrogance.

Even people outside the enchantment can clearly feel the terrifying lethality of this black ghost sword.

It was as if hell scissors were summoned from the tongue-out hell.

Fengming Qishan's complexion changed suddenly.

The stronger you are, the more you can sense danger.

He knew very well what this black ghost sword meant, it would definitely not be as easy to deal with as Fang Cai's sword mang.

(End of this chapter)