Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

When Ling Xiao exhibited the domineering martial spirit, the opposite copy did not respond.

This made Ling Xiao smile.

"Sure enough, the Decisive Martial Soul is too special. Even the magic circle used for this copy cannot be copied."

He waved his fist and slammed into the replica, suddenly stopping when he was about to kill it.

"What's the point of killing him, it's better to tease Xuanwu Temple."

Ling Xiao can almost confirm that these replicas are definitely the existence of the Xuanwu Temple to obtain data, and even if they are killed, they may not be completely destroyed.

Even if the other party could not copy his domineering martial spirit, he still did not want to expose too much.

Anyway, he has a way.

"Nine Demon Gods·Yinyang Demon King!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and his body began to change rapidly. Not only the appearance, but also the breath and martial arts completely changed.

As his body changed, the replica began to change in the same way.

"Oh, that's enough."

Ling Xiao smiled, and then punched away, killing this replica.

Similar to Ling Xiao's encounter, there are other warriors.

But everyone's choices are different.

Except for very few people who perceived the conspiracy of the Xuanwu Temple, and made some ingenious designs.

Just like Ling Xiao, although the methods are different, they have the same charm.

The rest struggled hard with the replica.

Ling Xiao now has a feeling.

The most prosperous White Tiger event on the White Tiger continent is more like an assessment of selecting disciples for the Xuanwu Temple.

The first war investigated talent and perception.

The second world war was about wisdom, and at the same time it was necessary to find out the details of the participating martial artists.

The third battle is a real duel.

Although he had no interest in joining the Xuanwu Temple, he had to admire the assessment of the three battles in the Xuanwu Temple, which was really interesting.

In the first battle, you can pass customs with talent and understanding.

The second battle must rely on wisdom.

Pure combat effectiveness may not necessarily work.

"Very well, then I will fight against your Xuanwu Temple and strengthen myself under your rules!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, turned away, and went to where the next treasure was.

"Sure enough, good things are not easy to take."

This second treasure is a magic weapon, a sword of the fine spirit level. Although he can't use it, he can sell it for money, and he can give it away.

It is estimated that the treasures of the key fine spirit level will not be less. In the second battle, he may not be able to get the first few.

However, in order to seize the sword of this elite level, he must first cross a terrifying river of Huangquan.

In the underworld of Huangquan, there are corpses everywhere.

The bones were yellow, and the skin was already corroded.

Among Huang Quan's horrible black shadows continue to emerge, revealing a strong sense of consciousness and fighting spirit.

"Yin-Yang Realm Fourteen Heavy Yasha Ghosts? Although it is not a real Tenma Yasha, this ghost image is not easy to deal with, and the number is so large."

Ling Xiao murmured to himself, but his face was completely embarrassing.

Because this Huangquan Underground River may be very difficult for others. For him, there is still no difficulty at all.

There was a confident smile in the corner of his mouth, and then he walked into the underworld of Huangquan.

The treasure sword of the fine spirit level is at the bottom of the dark river, and it is difficult to get it without water.

The moment he stepped on the Underwater, a bitter chill hit the whole body instantly.

Horrible evil gas penetrated into his body, wanting to control his body, wanting to corrode his flesh.

"Every Huangquan evil spirits, nightshadow ghosts, also tried to harm me?"

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, and instantly entered the incarnation of the Archaic Demon.

The war spirit of Taikoo Demon was released, and the ghosts of Yasha suddenly shivered, as if they met the boss of the head.

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, and the evil spirit of the Archaic Heavenly Demon incarnation started to run. The evil spirit of the Huangquan Dark River continuously poured into his body, constantly shaping his body.

At this moment, Ling Xiao did not rush to get the sword, but he was more interested in the huge energy contained in the Huangquan Underground River.

Cultivating here is really good for him to condense the ancient demon into martial spirit.

At the same time, he can greatly improve his cultivation behavior.

Anyway, he doesn't care much about ranking, as long as he is not eliminated.

"Swallow!"

Ling Xiao roared coldly, and Taikoo Demon even opened his mouth and sucked up.

The energy in Huangquan's dark river continuously flowed into that giant mouth, and began to be transformed, melted, and integrated into his body and meridians.

"Bold!"

In the Huangquan Underground River, a horrible voice sounded.

"Yaksha Ghost King!"

Ling Xiao narrowed her eyes and looked at the huge body.

It is one size larger than all the Yasha ghosts, and its strength is estimated to be around sixteen in Yin and Yang.

Under the leadership of the Yasha Ghost King, the yakshas who had been frightened once again had the courage to rush to Ling Xiao one by one, trying to kill him.

He is absolutely not allowed to continue to devour the energy of Huangquan Underwater.

"kill!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and the Yaksha Ghost King, who was rebuilt in Yin and Yang Realm sixteen, had nothing to fear in front of him.

After all, it is just a ghost.

Moreover, he was restrained by the intent of his demon warfare, and he was not as good as the ordinary Yin and Yang sixteenth martial artists.

It is even more incomparable with the genius-level yin and yang sixteenth martial artists.

The paws of the Archaic Demon waved out.

Celestial Claw!

Bang Bang!

The Yasha Ghost King tried his best to block the devil's claw, but he was flattened by this huge claw at once.

"Dragon Run·Hell Dragon Fire!"

Subsequently, a blood soul charm flew out of Ling Xiao's head, spitting out a purple-black flame, and the monk burned that night fork ghost king to ashes.

"Eighteen Hell Talisman · Pull Out Hell!"

Then, another Blood Soul Rune flew out, which stretched out endless ghost hands, and captured the rest of the Yaksha ghosts.

Dragon Rune is a dragon attribute, destined to grow into the most powerful Dragon Blood Soul Rune.

The Eighteen Hell Rune is made by Ling Xiao on the basis of the eighteen layers of Hell in Yin and Yang Realm.

The Yasha Ghost is extremely useful for enhancing the power of the eighteen hell.

The frightened Yasha ghosts began to flee.

However, the eighteen hell symbols were strong in the wind and instantly covered the entire Yellow River underneath.

The yaksha ghosts who were supposed to be guarding the fine spirit weapon sword here have completely become Lingxiao nourishment.

He could feel that the bottleneck of his self-cultivation opened again, clearly a sign of a breakthrough.

"Continue to practice with peace of mind, as for those treasures, anyone who loves to take it will take it."

Ling Xiao now has two options, either continue to search for treasures, or stay here to practice and fully integrate the entire Huangquan Underground River into his body.

But his choice was very easy.

(End of this chapter)