Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"What kind of defense? Can't even pierce the spirit weapon?"

You know, his cultivation base is higher than Ling Xiao by three realms.

Not only that, he is still holding the sword of the weapon.

Although it's just an ordinary product, it was easily broken, and didn't even feel the slightest force of the black wind in the other party's body.

What the hell?

Are you still human?

Frightened, he turned and fled.

Unfortunately, Ling Xiao has not given him this opportunity.

One hand stretched out, grabbed his feet directly, and then fell hard on the ground.

Poor warrior, the seeds on the head were all shattered.

The inscription of the black wind enters Ling Xiao's body.

At this moment, there was another person, his fist printed on Ling Xiao's temple.

The terrifying power of the Black Wind is completely vented, as if to blow Ling Xiao's head directly into fragments.

The terrible black air almost wrapped Ling Xiao's head.

However, the result of such a horrifying scene is really speechless.

A terrible black gas blasted Ling Xiao's head, and was even bounced away.

Ling Xiao stood there, not even moving his head, nor deformed at all.

"No! Impossible! What the hell did this guy do?"

The attacker exclaimed in shock.

You have to know that before the attack, you can also think that there is a certain part of Ling Xiao's body that is more powerful, or what magic weapon is worn.

But there was nothing on the temple. He couldn't smash it with this punch.

This is a punch beyond the opponent's three realms.

Not to mention killing the other party, even a few traces have not been left.

Such a shocking scene made him not panic.

He turned around and wanted to escape, but his fist seemed to stick to Ling Xiao's temple, and he couldn't break free.

"Two black wind inscriptions are here!"

At this time, Ling Xiao held out his palm and grabbed the other person's head.

Above the hand, there was a blue-yellow light faintly flashing.

Click!

The sound of a broken skull sounded, Ling Xiao did not use any martial arts, nor any weapons, so he simply crushed the other person's head directly with his hand.

"what--!"

A scream of sternness and numbness sounded.

All the martial warriors of the Tianhai Empire around Lingxiao stepped back several steps, seeming to fear that they would become the next victim.

"Sure enough!"

Zhu Shaocong looked at this scene and shook his head bitterly.

Just before he was in the underground palace, he had already seen Ling Xiao's power, but that kind of power was only his subjective feeling.

Only then did he see this fact, and he further confirmed his thoughts.

Ling Xiao's martial arts practiced in this palace is afraid that it is extremely powerful.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to directly cross three realms to kill the opponent.

The towering hill standing there is really like the image of the emperor god in the earth palace, which makes people have to look up and awe.

And the two martial artists who rushed to Ling Xiao suddenly stopped in midair.

The movement of the attack became rigid.

They were glad, but frightened.

Fortunately, he didn't attack Lingxiao first, nor did he have to die so early, so miserable.

What was frightening was that death was still very close to them.

Ling Xiao is too powerful!

This power is totally unreasonable, but it is so real.

What did this guy get in the underground palace, can he become so powerful?

In fact, they don't understand. After Ling Xiao came out of the Underground Palace, she had no idea of ​​suppressing her body of Profound Realm.

The blood war of purgatory is coming to an end, he needs to rely on the body of Profound Realm to get more inscriptions of the black wind, and then get more benefits.

What's more, the way of fighting that I realized in the underground palace is exactly the way of fighting the body of the Profound Realm.

At this time, familiarize yourself and strengthen it, and there is nothing wrong with it.

So in fact, Ling Xiaoxiu seems to have only the duality of heaven and human realm, but in fact, his emperor's power is already comparable to that of Yin and Yang Realm thirteen.

How could a warrior from a world of humans get him.

"Want to kill me if you want to kill me?"

Ling Xiao walked forward, quickly approaching the two hesitant warriors.

The two men shivered violently, screaming, and turned and fled at the same time.

Faced with such a horrible Ling Xiao, where can they still have a little bit of will to fight, can they not die, it is already a blessing, and want to get the black wind inscription on Ling Xiao?

Do not joke!

"Have you gone?"

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, waving his right hand gently.

In the sky, a big hand covered the sky.

The palm was entwined with blue light, full of the power of the sky, and even Chiyang had to retreat.

When the big hand fell, the terrible pressure actually crushed the nearby boulders to pieces.

The legs of the two men seemed to be filled with lead, and they couldn't escape half a step.

"No!"

The two of them howled in horror, then dying and struck, and at the same time banged a punch, hitting Nazda's big hand, trying to tear the palm into pieces.

Bang!

There is no suspense.

This terrible cyan big hand was photographed directly without any hindrance.

Two black wind inscriptions flew out from under the big hands and entered Ling Xiao's body.

Ling Xiao's black wind cultivation behavior has improved a lot, reaching the sixth realm of heaven and human realm.

The two poor guys were photographed directly by the horrible big hands, and they couldn't even find the bones.

"What is this power, how can it be so terrifying, as if the sky is falling?"

Wind Demon Holy Sword looked at this scene nervously, and the powerful breath released from the sky-sharp big hands made him also under great pressure.

At this time, Ling Xiao is not like a person at all, but like the legendary Emperor God.

Wearing the armor of the sky, it is extraordinary.

"Want to know? I can tell you, because the next dead will be you!"

Ling Xiao's voice sounded indifferently in the ear of Fengmo Shengjian.

"The power of the emperor, the fist of the sky!"

The moment the sound rang, the wind demon holy sword suddenly tightened in his heart, and then he saw the terrifying sky fist slamming toward him again.

It’s just the palm before.

This time, it was a fist.

That huge fist is like falling meteor.

"Block him together, otherwise we all have to die!"

Fengmo Shengjian has long lost his previous self-confidence, and he roared loudly in the face of Ling Xiao, who showed his terrifying strength as soon as he came out.

For a time, dozens of powers of the black wind rushed to the sky and collided with the fist of the sky.

However, at this time, the wind magic holy sword turned into a sword light, and escaped towards the distance.

He even abandoned his comrade-in-arms and made these people his cannon fodder.

Rumble!

The fist fell like a mountain pressure.

More than a dozen martial arts fighters in the Tianhai Empire were not spared. They were all smashed into mud by this punch.

A total of twelve black wind inscriptions flew into Ling Xiao's body.

(End of this chapter)