Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

A terrifying breath wrapped around Qiming Qishan's body. At this time, those black swords stabbed him in the body and could no longer cause any harm.

Qiming Fengshan seems to be the descendant of the ancient phoenix in the ancient times. It is extremely horrible and powerful.

Click!

His huge phoenix claws tore on the dark sword territory fiercely, and the originally indestructible dark sword territory was torn open.

Click!

Another paw grabbed it, and the mouth was pulled apart even more.

Qiming Qishan seems to have lost his mind.

The power from the bloodline gradually controlled him.

He rushed out of the dark sword territory frantically.

Soar.

"It really can't be stopped."

Ling Xiao shook her head gently.

Although he had long expected this to happen, the terrifying force that erupted before Fengming Qishan's death left him a little surprised.

"Now that you are out, then treat it as a reward to you, let you see my true strength."

Ling Xiao stared at Fengming Qishan in the sky.

A chaotic universe gradually emerged from behind.

The virtual shadow of the domineering martial spirit gradually emerged, and the small piece of mountain and river world was the brightest.

In the stillness of the universe, the gluttonous giant beast fell asleep on the two planets, and it seemed completely meaningless to wake up.

Archaic Hell Dragon roams in the world of mountains and rivers, the ancestor of the magic sword is inserted on top of a mountain, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

The red gold Taikoo Jinwu inhabits the clouds of the sky, exuding a dazzling light, and has been integrated with Chiyang.

The dark archaic demon perched in the dark shadows, accompanied by the moon.

All this seems so harmonious, so natural.

Seeing this scene, Fengming Qishan was completely shocked.

"What kind of Wuhun is this? Is this your hole card?"

He gradually recovered his senses.

This was originally impossible for Fengming Qishan in a runaway state, unless there was something that stimulated his nerves more.

Obviously, the terrifying domineering martial soul in front of him is this thing.

"Deep Heaven · Killing Dark Swords · All Souls and Gods!"

Ling Xiao did not answer Fengming Qishan's question.

A light stroke of his hand suddenly flashed in the dark universe.

It fell like a meteor.

People outside the boundary, although not feeling the terrifying breath, feel the shaking of the ground.

As if something broke the balance of space.

The huge Dark Sword of Slaughter descended from the sky, crossing countless stars, with terrifying energy.

Unleashing an amazing sense of killing sword, pierced the Qiming Fengshan in the sky.

Fengming Qishan froze for a moment, and immediately gave up to resist the attack.

Because in his perception, such a move, he can't resist anyway.

He rushed towards Ling Xiao frantically, trying to kill Ling Xiao before the sword trick landed.

The huge Divine Phoenix jumped towards Ling Xiao.

The forces of ice and fire burst in the air.

"Can you be faster than my sword?"

Ling Xiao sarcastically glanced at Fengming Qishan and said: "To be honest, I look at you a bit high. I thought that I was only 50% sure of defeating you, but you really disappointed me, and there was that terrible twin martial spirit. .

Coupled with such a powerful bloodline power, yet the fighting power it exerts is less than half.

Now I feel that you are quite sure to kill you!"

The sword falls!

Fengming Qishan raised his head in horror and subconsciously resisted.

However, everything is too late.

Bang!

The huge dark sword of killing unleashes amazing power.

A sword stabbed Fengming Qishan.

It was like a flying arrow hit a bird.

Nailed him to the ground.

Fengming Qishan's body was wriggling and screaming sternly.

But it doesn't make sense.

The dark power of terror was released from the killing dark sword, and Fengming Qishan felt that his body and soul were gradually disappearing.

"It's said that the form and spirit are all destroyed, Fengming Qishan, at least in the Profound Realm, you can't live, you secretly provoke others to kill me, I have endured, because I was not your opponent at that time.

Today, you are still dead!"

Eye of the fairy pot!

On the top of Ling Xiao's head, a strange eye like a gourd appeared.

"Close!"

Although Fengming Qishan is bound to die, the ancient Wuxing Dragon Soul and the White God Wuling Lingling are still required.

One is one of the Nine Archaic Dragon Souls.

One is one of the twelve immortals Wuhun.

Either one is very precious.

In the future, making it into a blood soul charm will definitely become his very sturdy combat power.

The smoke disappeared.

The enchantment disappeared.

People can finally see everything in the enchantment.

Qiming Fengshan has disappeared, and there is only a bloody storage ring on the ground, confirming that he has just appeared there.

Ling Xiao stood there, black hair dancing wildly.

The clothes moved with the wind.

Junyi and cold, like a generation of demons.

I don't know when it started, the title of Demon King was detained on Ling Xiao's head.

Even after going to the White Tiger mainland, some people still call him that way.

Of course, that's all later.

Ling Xiao lifted her feet to the black and white elder.

In the cold eyes, a sense of killing was revealed.

He said that after killing Fengming Qishan, it was the death of black and white elders.

What has been said, naturally, will not count.

"Do you regret it?"

Ling Xiao looked at the black and white old man and asked contemptuously.

The black and white elders looked at each other and suddenly sneered in sorrow.

"We didn't kill you earlier, that was the last thing we regret."

Since he was already dying, Hei Lao did not appear too shameful.

Anyway, it is also the old man, this is just ridiculous.

"Oh, is it? I am afraid that you want to kill me, but you can't do it."

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Give you two a chance to die a little decently and tell me who has taken away my sister's martial spirit."

Sometimes, although it is all death, the difference between decent death and torture to death is still very big.

"Brother Ling, we have a secret area in Changle Fairy Island, where there are snakes, worms, ants and the like. It is better to scrap them and throw them in to see how long they can live?"

Dan Feng said with a smile.

Ling Xiao certainly knows that he is threatening black and white.

No one wants to die in such a miserable way.

"Oh, that's a really good idea."

Ling Xiao smiled, and then looked at the black and white old man said: "How about, I don't think the two of you are the kind of persistent people.

At first, you would kneel in front of my parents to beg for mercy and let them sympathize.

Today, should you too?"

"you are vicious!"

Hei Lao sighed: "I only ask for a whole body."

"Relax, it's easy to handle."

Ling Xiao nodded.

"Actually, even if I tell you who took away your sister's martial spirit, you can't take it back. The distance between them is too far."

Hei Lao suddenly showed a greasy smile, as if thinking of something very interesting.

(End of this chapter)