Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Thank you!"

At this time, Mo Yu had already solved his opponent. If someone underestimated Mo Yu, it would really be a loss.

Mo Yu is on the Shenhuang Continent, but that is the top ten in the Dragon Phoenix List.

His qualifications are not bad at all, at least at the same level as the Seven Little Saints of Tianhai.

It should be known that among the 155 warriors, there are quite a few warriors that are less talented than the Seven Little Saints in Tianhai.

"You go in for insight, I'll wait for you outside."

Ling Xiao now has three new black wind inscriptions, and she can comprehend the third form of Chiyang Jianjue. By the way, she can give Mo Yu a look outside.

Mo Yu had no nonsense, and immediately entered the ruins to find opportunities.

Ling Xiao sat cross-legged outside the gate of the ruins and began to understand the third form of Chiyang Jianjue.

The third form, as he guessed, was pure slow sword meaning.

This style is really as slow as possible.

However, slow does not mean that there is no threat.

While contemplating this type of sword move, Ling Xiao imagined that one person was holding a long sword, and his movements were extremely slow. If it were not for Tai Chi, he would not even see the slightest movement of his sword.

At this time another person killed him with a sword.

The speed is extremely fast, but when approaching this person, it suddenly slows down, and even the sword body is attracted by this person's long sword, as if it is stuck in the mud.

At this time, a round of red sun rising, the horrible flames swept the attackers, and turned the attackers into ashes.

"Understood, slow sword not only slows you down, but also slows down your opponent's sword, even falling into your slow sword meaning."

Ling Xiao opened her eyes, excited and inexplicable, but found a huge wild boar standing in front of him, drooling and slobbering down, clearly seeing him as a delicious food, to swallow him in one bite.

"Alas, I can't stay outside for too long, just go away!"

Ling Xiao sighed, fighting against the black wind and escape into the black wind, so that the wild boar lost its goal.

One quarter of an hour is limited within the ruins.

The rest is similar.

After seeing Ling Xiao running away, the wild boar chased.

At this moment, Mo Yu just came out of the ruins. Seeing Ling Xiao, he embarked on the teleportation circle and continued to look for new opportunities.

Although it is not clear what the power of the Black Wind is, he believes that the benefits obtained in the Black Wind Canyon will inevitably be taken outside in some form.

Therefore, it is definitely not a bad thing to work hard to improve cultivation and fight hard.

In fact, Ling Xiao stepped on the teleportation array in front of him.

"Another relic!"

Ling Xiao looked up, the entrance of the ruins came out, clearly sheltered by a light film, someone should have entered.

On the ruins are written the four characters "Qianzu Shenjun".

Ling Xiao didn't know who the Thousand-footed God Monarch was, but he didn't want to leave like this. He had to go in and check the situation. If he had something suitable for himself, he must get it.

In this bloody battle of purgatory, there must be a little kindness, whoever stops him from becoming stronger will have to die.

Ling Xiao stepped into the ruins of the Thousand-footed Divine Monarch, and as soon as he entered, he saw a person walking outside.

"Hundred Eyes Demon King!"

"Ling Xiao!"

Ling Xiao didn't like the Hundred Eyes Demon King, because the man outside threatened to kill him.

Baiyan Mojun did not like Ling Xiao, because Ling Xiao made him lose his bet, and ended up losing to Jun Moqing.

Through the Tai Chi Eye, you can see that there are six black wind inscriptions on the Baiyan Mojun.

This amount is comparable to him.

However, the cultivation behavior of the Baiyan Demon King is slightly higher than him, reaching the sixth level of extraordinary realm.

It seems that the warriors killed by the Hundred Eyes Demon King have higher cultivation levels, so they have more cultivation points.

The Hundred Eyed Demon King looked at Ling Xiao and suddenly showed a cruel smile.

"It's really interesting, is Heaven helping me Wu Long, let me kill you in this Black Wind Canyon!"

Wu Long, the Demon King with a Hundred Eyes, smiled coldly and released a terrifying murderous intention to Ling Xiao.

Outside the Black Wind Canyon, those who watched the war suddenly became nervous.

Ling Xiao performed very well after entering the Black Wind Canyon.

But I never met those 13 top geniuses.

Wu Long, the one-hundred-eye demon king, is the second genius of Zhengyijiao, second only to Feng Feiye.

When meeting him, can Ling Xiao's miracle continue?

Those who hate Ling Xiao hope that Ling Xiao can be killed by Wu Long, the hundred-eye demon king.

People who like Ling Xiao, expect Ling Xiao to have a bigger breakthrough, successfully kill Bailong Demon King Wu Long and become stronger.

At the same time, several warriors were sent from the teleport.

Among them there was Dan Feng, the warrior of the Heavenly Empire.

Dan Feng also obviously got a lot of benefits.

Although his qualifications are not as top-notch as Ling Xiao, he ranks first on the Dragon Phoenix List of Shenhuang Continent.

Absolutely the standard of Tianhai Sijie.

Now in this Black Wind Canyon, it is like a fish. As long as you don't meet the thirteen top geniuses, no one can control him.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the ruins in front suddenly burst into a loud noise, and the two figures popped out of it.

One is Ling Xiao, and the other is Baiye Mojun.

Although everyone knows that in the Black Wind Canyon, the original internal force and soul force of the warrior are sealed, and the original martial arts become unusable.

But the reputation of Wulong, the demon king, is still loud.

Just seeing this person, many warriors shuddered and dared not to do anything, just stood in a panic and peeped in the distance.

As for Dan Feng, seeing Ling Xiao was naturally very happy, but Ling Xiao encountered Wu Long, the demon of the hundred eyes, but it was not a good thing.

It's very troublesome to meet these top talents prematurely.

He had already decided to leave, but he stayed at this time.

Because he was worried that if Ling Xiao needed help, he was not there, so he was not enough friends.

"You and I are of equal strength, are you sure you want to do it?"

Ling Xiao looked at Wu Long, the hundred-eye demon king.

If possible, he did not want to meet those 13 people prematurely.

After all, it takes a lot of effort, or you may be injured if you do it, and it will be uncomfortable to be picked up by others for cheap.

However, his remarks were regarded as weak and deceitful by Wu Long, the Demon King.

"Laozi just wants to kill you, what about?"

Wu Long grinned and said: "You made Lao Tzu lose the gamble, or you lost to the weaker Jun Mo, who is weaker than Lao Tzu, this face is so big, you must die!"

After all, he stopped talking nonsense and suddenly slammed.

This terrifying palm wind, the violent wind that tears the Black Wind Canyon, will blow Ling Xiao to pieces.

"The power is not small, it seems that you have also used the black wind inscription to unblock some kind of relic martial arts!"

Ling Xiao watched that horrible palm wind hit, but did not step back.

Unwillingness to fight does not mean that you are afraid to fight.

A warrior who retreats in front of a battle, the path of martial arts cannot be determined.

So here, even if both sides lose, Ling Xiao will not flinch.

Facing the terrifying applause, Ling Xiao took out Ice Fury, and the long sword moved slowly, as if the sword weighed hundreds of thousands of pounds, and could not be moved.

(End of this chapter)