Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The blood demon made the cast of the evil blood devil to attack Ling Xiao. At that moment, the surrounding air had completely turned red.

This man seems to be turning the whole world into his blood-shaking world.

At the same time, the rest of the masters of the Shadow Shadow Gate have started to run the eight gates.

Many flags were illuminated by them.

There are many strange symbols and terrible patterns on the flag.

Vampires, blood zombies, leeches, mosquitoes...

When the flag was raised, it released a more powerful bloody breath. As long as you breathe, you will feel the bloody smell, which is very nausea.

And these blood energies condensed together, and turned out to be a huge blood fiend.

Almost the entire Zhixian Wang Mansion was covered in it.

At that moment, all the plants in Zhixian Wang's palace withered instantly, as if all the juice had been absorbed by this large array.

And the poor insects and beasts hiding underground also became shrivelled.

The scene is very strange.

This is the very powerful formation of the Magic Shadow Gate-the Eight Gates of Blood Fiend.

According to its effect, it is a bit like the blood formation in the ten-strike array, but there is also a little difference.

The blood array can turn people into pus blood.

But these eight bloody battles can suck people away.

"Boring trick, Xiaojin, directly attacked that position, breaking this formation!"

Ling Xiao has seen the weaknesses of these eight blood evils, but he doesn't plan to do it. He wants to fight against the blood demon, which is more conducive to his breakthrough in cultivation.

As for the breakout, it was more than enough to give Xiaojin.

Xiaojin nodded and rose into the air instantly.

The figure is strong in the wind, changing into a huge golden black, covering the sky and the sun, and it seems to cover the entire Zhixian Wang Mansion.

At this time, Ling Xiao also collided with the blood demon's palms, and the terrifying energy was raging in the palace of Zhixian King like a gust of wind. Many buildings collapsed as a result, and the scene was very messy.

Besides Xiaojin, after incarnation of Jinwu, he rushed directly to the position that Ling Xiao said, and then waved huge claws, then tore there.

As if ancient behemoths descended on the earth.

With Xiao Jin's claws tearing apart suddenly.

At that moment, countless arrays of flags were destroyed instantly under the horrible nine-yellow golden spring of Huangquan.

Almost all the masters of the Demon Shadow Gate with eight large blood-sharp arrays were all fluttered, and blood spewed from each mouth.

"What a monster is this!

What a terrible power this is!"

All masters of Mo Yingmen felt their bodies were shaking.

They have never seen such a terrible monster, as terrible as the ancient beast.

And those are just what I saw in the book on weekdays.

However, fear is definitely more than that.

Xiao Jin flapped his huge wings, suspended in mid-air, like a golden sun, looking coldly at the shadow disciples below.

"Everyone is dead, this is our end!"

Xiao Jin's character is relatively lonely and fierce, which is related to his life experience.

The family was confiscated, most of them were killed in front of him, and those big heads stimulated his temperament.

After that, Xiao Jin decided that he should stop being a naive person.

Whoever kills him, he will kill him, never be soft!

He didn't want to see his family and friends die in front of him for the second time.

Especially his respected boss, can not die!

As his voice sounded, the whole body even released the brilliant nine-yellow Huangquan golden light.

In this golden light, there was a cold and gloomy atmosphere, as if shooting from the Nine Nine Yellow Springs.

It seems to be the judgment of the underworld.

In just a moment, he penetrated the bodies of dozens of masters.

For a time, screams came again and again.

These warriors who were pierced by the golden light of the Nine Nine Yellow Springs all ignited and gave out the most terrible screams in this life.

They tremble and roll on the ground, and after a while, they die in extreme pain.

In the end, there was not even a complete body left.

"Monster! Monster--!"

Where are the remaining disciple disciples dare to fight Xiaojin?

They panicked and wanted to escape, even the goblin messenger.

However, how can Xiaojin let them leave?

"Now that you have done it, you have to pay for your actions, and these of you at the Shadow Door, kill ten, and you will never be wronged. Everyone is burdened with blood debts!"

Xiaojin still has some knowledge of the Moyingmen, an evil organization that is very rampant throughout the Xuanwu Continent.

Those things that you do are not enough to repay even ten deaths.

Therefore, Xiao Jin had no mercy at all, and his figure flashed. The few remaining shadow disciple disciples were instantly flattened by his huge claws and then burned.

Almost instantaneously, this time the disciple of the Shadow Shadow Gate was left with only one blood demon messenger.

All the other disciples died.

And died so fast.

"Xiaojin, you rest first, see me to clean up this blood demon messenger!"

Ling Xiao has been fighting with the blood demon for more than ten rounds.

In these dozen rounds, the two can be said to have their own victories and losses, both suffer and lose, and sometimes take advantage.

But only Ling Xiao knows that with the help of the blood demon's attack, he is making his cultivation practice move towards the tenth level of cultivation in Yin and Yang Realm.

Now, there is only one layer of energy.

"Blood Demon! Where is the Demon Gate located in Lei Du's altar? And, who is your deacon?

It’s best to be honest, otherwise, I’ll let you be like them, dead!"

Ling Xiao took a step back and looked at the blood demon messenger indifferently. He was ready to end the battle as soon as possible.

Although the blood fiends are powerful, there is a huge flaw in the way of cultivation.

The so-called cultivation of the 11th layer of hell in the Yin-Yang realm is actually not as effective as the ordinary cultivation of the 11th layer of hell in the early stage.

Ling Xiao looked down on these guys.

However, the people of Moyingmen seem to like this method of rapid improvement and cultivation, even if the defects are very serious.

"How can you become so strong, you guys?"

The blood demon could hardly believe what was happening in front of him.

This Lingxiao, clearly indicated in the data, is just a ten-layer hell in the middle of the Yin and Yang realm.

But how can the fighting power be so fierce, when he fought against him, it didn't even fall.

The pets he kept were so terrifying that he killed all his subordinates in a flash.

And he could feel that the strange golden light, even by him, would never dare to carry it.

"How come I am so strong? You are not the answer I want to ask."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"Huh, don't be too rampant. Even if you're a good man, you'll be an eleventh-level hell powerhouse, but you're only doing tenth-level hell. You're just a big realm away. Are you really afraid that you will be afraid of you?

you will die!

Your pet will die!

You will all die in the hands of the ambassador!

Blood Fierce Fury-Kill without forgiveness!"

(End of this chapter)