Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Jian Xie also didn't want to play grandson all the time, and was always pee on his head while riding.

I just couldn't find a disciple who could capture Xuanwuyin, and he didn't dare to rashly show the strength of Dionysus Mansion.

Today, the appearance of Ling Xiao has changed everything.

As long as Ling Xiao seizes the Xuanwu seal, not only the sword and cherry blossoms need not be forcibly matched, but the alcoholic mansion can no longer be restrained, and can live in the magic dragon sword court.

The demon announced this in front of everyone.

Even if the guy is shameless, he always has to face.

During the speech, everyone had reached the nine-story demon tower.

Suddenly a sneer came from behind.

"It turns out that the people of Dionysus House can bully those weak guards! When they meet the real strong men, they are so scared that they don't even understand the battle."

There is a deep irony in the discourse.

And Ling Xiao heard it very clearly.

Thirteen Demons Chen Luo!

Behind Chen Luo, followed by the original disciples of the original Thirteen Demons, headed by Feng Jianshan.

The cultivation behavior of this Fengshan Mountain has not changed, and it is still the cultivation practice of the sixteenth layer of hell in Yin and Yang.

There are also four other people, all of them martial arts practitioners who converted to Yin and Yang in the 16th layer of hell in the early and middle stages.

These thirteen demons will be the weakest among the demons, and it does not seem to be a lie.

But this guy Chen Luo, Xiu Wei has already broken through.

Reaching the early stage of the seventeenth layer of hell in Yin and Yang Realm, it can be regarded as the Zhengyin Demon General, otherwise the previous cultivation is too bad.

Sword Eighteen is really reluctant to talk nonsense with this rogue.

But Ling Xiao is not so good-tempered.

Looking back at Chen Luo with disdain, he said: "It's not that I killed the original Thirteen Devil Generals, you still can't sit in this seat.

If the original Thirteen Demons will be considered weak, what are you?Is it waste?

And the rubbish behind you, it is better to take it back as soon as possible, so as not to be embarrassed later."

The other party is not polite, so there is no need to cover up.

In his words, Chen Luo said that his face was blue and red, and the three corpse gods were so angry that the smoke inside the Qiqiao almost exploded.

"well said!"

Jian Luoying clapped and smiled.

The couple of disciples here in Dionysus Mansion are also happy to laugh.

Ever since Ling Xiao became a disciple of Dionysius Mansion, the tyrants of Demon Lord's Mansion dared not come to look for ballast.

They actually admire Ling Xiao's approach.

The situation is the same today.

Changed them, but dare not talk to a demon like this, but Ling Xiao did not care at all.

Jian Eighteen couldn't help but Jun Ling couldn't help but curse people, it really was a word, so that Chen Luo and others couldn't even refute it.

"Stinky boy, you are dead!"

How could Chen Luo withstand such humiliation, suddenly killing, and slammed towards Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was not afraid.

Although Chen Luo broke through to the 17th level of hell in Yin and Yang, he was much stronger than him, but he can still afford it.

However, he did not expect that Sword Eighteen shot.

With only one finger, Chen Luo was directly blasted out and hit the wall of the nine-story demon tower.

No face.

"I haven't shot Sword Eighteen in all these years. Is anyone really bullying me?"

A hundred years of bird spirit, sword eighteen has long been enough.

This time the battle for Xuanwuyin was when he showed his strength again.

It's just Chen Luo, but he can only be killed with one finger as soon as he is repaired in the 17th hell of Yin and Yang.

Dare to deal with his disciples in front of him?

"roll!"

Jian Eighteen may have been influenced by Ling Xiao, and his attitude has become overbearing.

Chen Luo slowly climbed up from the wall, his heart was furious, but the strength of Sword Eighteen, he was extremely afraid.

Really, he is not far from death.

"Let's go!"

Chen Luoqiang endured his anger and left with his disciples.

"You remember, people who met Dionysus House in the battle, went to death.

Anyway, the people of Dionysus Palace are dead. Not only will the devil blame, but he will be very happy."

After walking a certain distance, Chen Luo gritted his teeth and said to some of his disciples viciously.

"Devil will rest assured, I will kill that Ling Xiao!"

Feng Jianshan confronted Ling Xiao, but he suffocated his stomach.

This servant not only killed his master, the original Thirteen Demon Masters, but did not give him face at all.

Without killing Ling Xiao, he could hardly calm down the depression in Jianshan, which was also an obstacle to the path of martial arts.

"Let’s go too, this time the battle of Xuanwuyin is very difficult. Do you know what the result will be after the defeat?"

After being cool, Jian Shiba asked very seriously.

"of course!"

Ten contestants nodded.

"As long as you know."

The crowd continued to move forward, and a huge arena soon appeared.

This arena is different from the usual ring, but it is more like a colosseum.

The place of battle is a deep pit, surrounded by the seats of the audience.

Ling Xiao could feel that the edge of the deep pit, protected by layers of arrays, should be used specifically to avoid energy, so as to prevent the collapse of the arena.

At this time, many people were already sitting in the auditorium.

Except for their Dionysian Mansion, the rest of the Thirteen Devil Generals have already arrived.

I sat on the seats that were originally prescribed.

There are thousands of people in every Demon Palace.

This also represents the strength of Demon Palace.

Tianmofu has the most people, and the number is close to five thousand.

Of course, the people of Dionysus Palace are not bad, there are about four thousand.

Except for the fourteen demons' palace, the demons' palace has not yet appeared.

So Ling Xiao, after they sat down, they began to wait.

After about ten minutes or so, tens of thousands of people arrived one after another, all of whom were martial artists from the Demon Lord's Mansion.

As soon as these people came, they brought a kind of terrifying coercion.

Devil Lord's Mansion is worthy of the name of Devil Lord's Mansion.

The seat of the devil's palace is exclusive. At the highest point, a very luxurious seat is designed, which can overlook the entire battlefield.

That seat is undoubtedly belonging to the Demon Sword Master Demon Lord.

It's just that no one is sitting yet.

"That's Landi Meichen!"

Jian Luoying pointed to a young man standing in the middle of the seat of the Demon Lord's Mansion.

Although he was young, the terrifying breath made everyone feel fear.

This man looks very handsome and comparable to Ling Xiao.

A sharp smile always hung on the knife-like cheeks, as if mocking everyone in the world.

"This Landi Meichen is somewhat similar to Lan Ruo."

Ling Xiao felt helpless.

He did not expect that the woman he killed in Mingcheng turned out to be the daughter of the devil.

The strength is so rubbish, it turned out to be the daughter of the demon dragon sword court demon master, which is simply incomprehensible.

And listening to the meaning of Sword Eighteen, Lan Ruo was very much loved by the Demon Lord. This time, the Devil Lord did not hesitate to break through, just to investigate who killed his daughter.

(End of this chapter)