Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Don't be afraid!"

The celestial demon warrior headed was originally planning to attack Lingxiao, but seeing this situation at this time, he had to join the array that urged the celestial phantom. Fortunately, he had maintained the huge celestial phantom.

However, only a moment later, the Devil's Shadow was directly destroyed by the horrific sword storm that day, leaving no trace of it.

Messy.

The demon warriors fell to the ground, their faces pale.

On top of the confrontation of soul power, they were defeated, and they were completely defeated.

Thirty-one people are not as strong as a person's will.

"How can this guy have such a terrible sword intention? What is his realm of cultivation? What level of existence does he have?"

Everyone is confused.

Although Ling Xiao only looks at Yin and Yang Realm Qizhong Xiu on the surface, no one believes this is true.

Before Ling Xiao was able to slay Na Wu Prince instantly, it proved that his cultivation base would not be lower than the twelfth level of Yin and Yang.

But even so, this guy should not be so powerful.

"You will kill me, then I will send you to die!"

The thick bloody air rushed towards the warrior of the Demon Sect like a storm, and the light sword in Ling Xiao's hands has been completely transformed into a sword of red blood.

All the celestial warriors can feel that their qi and blood are coming out of the body, torn and pulled by something, and poured into the sword.

Just this terrible breath is enough to kill.

Not to mention the terrible sword intention and sword awn.

"Red blood sword, kill!"

Ling Xiao's mouth spit out a cold word, as if condemning the death penalty of the thirty-one warriors of the Heavenly Demons.

Immediately, Ling Xiao's body disappeared from its place, turning into a dazzling blood-colored sword.

"Ah~~!"

The first screaming sounded, the demon warrior touched by the sword of red blood, the body immediately became dry, with no qi and blood.

The blood of the warrior is fundamental and most crucial.

Without qi and blood, it is a dead person, a living body.

The warriors of the Demon Sect wanted to make Ling Xiao a living corpse, but they didn't expect them to be turned into a living corpse by Ling Xiao first.

The dreaded swordman's lightning fast, combined with Ling Xiao's amazing flash of light, is like bloody lightning, but in a flash, seven or eight demon warriors have been slaughtered.

The rest looked at the scary bloody lightning in horror, despair and fear in their hearts.

Death is so close to them, this is something they never thought of.

They are the gods.

They came here to kill Ling Xiao, but instead of killing Ling Xiao, they were killed instead.

escape!

A few strong celestial warriors who had forgotten the existence of Wan Lei Zhu Xian Zhen because of fear, turned around and fled outside.

Or in their view, death turned into fly ash under the thunder, better than being hit by this terrifying bloody lightning.

However they are too slow.

Or Ling Xiao's sword is too fast.

In an instant, all 31 people died under the blood-red lightning sword.

Ling Xiao stood there holding the sword of red blood, watching as all the demon warriors began to become shriveled, and all the blood was injected into the sword of red blood.

This red blood sword is like a fierce beast, and has a certain consciousness.

However, this kind of consciousness was overwhelmed by Ling Xiao's soul, and he dared not resist, but only had a life.

"No! Devil! You are the real devil!"

The horrified screams rang in the dark night.

The warrior of the Heavenly Demon Sect has always been proud of strangeness, spiciness and evil, and feels cruel and scary enough.

When all the warriors saw them, they were terrified.

However, when they met Ling Xiao today, they discovered what was truly horrible.

The person in front of him, he is not a person, he is a devil, is a real evil way!

Perhaps an instant death is a blessing for them.

Now they have to face death and the pain and torture that qi and blood are gradually sucking up.

They think of the warriors they once slaughtered. Do they feel the same way?

This may be retribution.

what's the situation?

Around the Black Wind Canyon, there are still many warriors practicing, they all heard this screaming scream, and the soaring evil spirit.

This breath made people feel numb and trembling.

They didn't know what happened in the Black Wind Canyon, and they didn't dare to look down.

Only the warriors of the Demon Sect rushed to the place of the incident.

Because they could hear, the screams came from their peers.

It was unforgivable that some people dared to shoot their fellow players in the Black Wind Canyon.

Outside the underground palace, Little Dot has been bombarded by that strange force more than once.

He was about to try to break in again, but suddenly heard the scream of screaming.

He couldn't help but look at the underground palace unwillingly, and flew to the direction of Jianxianzuo.

No matter who it is, the warrior who dares to hurt the Demon Sect, he must not let go.

Even if this person is Feng Fei Ye!

Ling Xiao glanced at the corpse everywhere, and suddenly frowned.

The little breath is getting closer.

He doesn't want to fight this person right now, just like he doesn't want to play against Tianhai Batu, Feng Feiye and Lei Lie.

"time to go."

He put away the sword of red blood, turned into a black shadow, and disappeared into the endless darkness of the Black Wind Canyon.

Ling Xiao had just walked for a moment, and he hurried to see the more than thirty corpses, and even a self-proclaimed evil demon, who also felt cold in the back and a bone-chilling cold rose from his heart.

This death is really miserable.

It seems that it is just the evil people.

Who is it, and dare to be an enemy of their Demon Sect?

"Do you know who did it?"

Xiao Dou's voice was a little cold, these people, but he raised the dead who worked for himself.

And all are elite.

He has done a lot of things for him, and now he has died more than 30 at once. How can he have a good face?

"Ling Xiao!"

There was a corpse on the ground, but he was still dead. He held his breath and told him to tell Xiaobudian his name so that Xiaobudian would avenge him.

After speaking, he completely lost his life.

"Ling Xiao!"

Xiao Bu frowned and wrinkled: "Very well, really good, between you and me, there was old hatred, now new hatred and old hate, let's count together."

No one knows what old hatred Xiaoding has with Ling Xiao.

But they knew that Ling Xiao, who was stared at by Xiao Dou, was absolutely dead.

It’s not a small point, but it’s an extraordinary genius who cannot be born out of the Devil’s Religion. In addition to the leader, his talents and understanding are not to be compromised.

Although he joined the Demon Church soon, he was trained as the next successor.

Now the deceased who followed him died so much at once. If he can't give Zongmen a good account, he may be worried about his status in Zongmen in the future.

So Ling Xiao, he must be killed!

(End of this chapter)