Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

In the Beast Ring, Mingshuang appeared very anxious: "You can't do it, let me go out quickly.

Although I am uncomfortable, I always have combat power.

Not to mention the three ancestors, even Yan Xifeng, you cannot cope with it."

"Good girl, don't worry, the details of the three ancestors, I have actually figured it out.

The three people, Shou Yuan will be exhausted.

So we can only rely on the crystallization of life to continue.

But you have to seal yourself in the Hundred Yuan bottle.

Not dare to come out at all.

That's why you are already in that situation and they dare not come out to deal with you.

Once they come out, their Shouyuan will dry up like weeds and quickly disappear.

Three old things, I have a way to control them.

Although they can't kill them, they consume energy.

As for that Leng Qiuyan, a desolate soul, unable to win the excellent body, is also garbage.

This is why she keeps thinking of you.

Besides, Yan Xifeng was seriously injured, and I don’t believe he could be more powerful than Yan Mo.

And girl, you haven’t seen your brother’s real strength yet.

Next, my brother will show you what makes Chongguan angry!"

I don't know why, after listening to Ling Xiao's words, Mingshuang actually felt the original difficulty, it seemed really nothing.

With Ling Xiao's analysis, the Soul Hall is actually nothing remarkable.

"be careful!"

Mingshuang reminded.

"natural."

No one beside Ling Xiao calmed Mingshuang, and then looked back at the soul hall.

His eyes became cold and cruel from gentle moments!

His breath suddenly became cold as if a monster was born suddenly.

In the dark eyes, the cold killing intention was revealed, but everyone who was seen by these eyes couldn't help but shudder.

What a terrible person!

What a terrible look!

"You guys!"

Ling Xiao looked at those neutral martial artists and said, "Today, let everyone be a witness.

The inner hall of the hall of soul.

I made a ten-day contract and said that I won the gambling contract and passed on the soul emperor to me.

However, they did not believe in words, hurt my friends, but also grabbed my Ice Emperor heritage.

I don't need your sympathy and pity.

It only takes you to record all this faithfully.

Record how I Lingxiao destroyed this hall of soul!"

Is this guy crazy?

He is not going to escape?

Actually have to rely on one's own strength to contend with the warriors in the inner palace?

Arrogant!

Arrogant!

Domineering!

Ling Xiao at this moment is just plain sight!

"I always feel that I am looking forward to it. I don't know how strong this guy is!"

Someone in the crowd shook hands nervously, looking excitedly at Ling Xiao on the battlefield.

For them, today is a testimony.

Or witness the power of the Soul Palace.

With the inheritance of Soul Emperor and Ice Emperor.

Or witness the birth of a generation of wizards!

Either way, it may change the pattern of the entire Western Region.

"You said, can he win?"

Someone asked.

"Win? As long as you can kill several warriors in the Soul Palace before death, I think it's enough!"

"Yeah, playing the entire inner hall with one person is simply arrogant."

"Oh, don't say these words too early, don't forget, before he confronts Yan Mo.

Who can believe that he can kill Yan Mo?"

The words of this man made the crowd calm down instantly.

Yes, this guy Ling Xiao has already created a miracle.

Who can deny that he will not create the next miracle?

"Yeah, don't say it, just watch it quietly.

Today, we may really have to witness the birth of a miracle.

The rise of a monster!

For the beauty, destroy the soul hall!

Facing more than three thousand strong people, domineering!"

The neutral warriors are very excited.

They even look forward to it.

If Ling Xiao could kill all the strong men in the inner hall, what kind of picture should it be?

I feel shocked and excited when I think about it.

Anyway, whether it is Ling Xiao or Soul Hall, it has nothing to do with them.

So they naturally look forward to interesting endings.

Otherwise, it’s too easy to win the Soul Palace.

Those strong men in the inner temple looked uglier than others at this time.

Ling Xiao despised them too!

I don’t take them too seriously!

Everyone, just want to kill them all, this is simply an insult to each of them!

Strong insult!

Yan Xifeng suddenly smiled, disdainfully: "I thought you would be an owl!

I didn't expect you to be wrong.

In the final analysis, you are still just a child, a child who is arrogant and arrogant.

Today I will let you know that this world is cruel.

It's by no means a small person like you can survive!"

"Oh, am I talking?

I can't survive?

is it?

Then you come to kill me!"

Ling Xiao sarcastically looked at Yan Xifeng and said: "I'm afraid that apart from you, none of the waste behind you dare to shoot me?

I killed Yan Mo, they were afraid!"

"Ravage, you arrogant guy, dare to say that my soul palace is empty?"

An elder can't hold back the fire.

Although he didn't dare to shoot, he couldn't be scolded by Ling Xiao by pointing his nose like that, it was too shameful.

"Yes!"

Ling Xiao suddenly moved.

In the moment of speaking, Shu spread the wings of Promise Squirrel behind him and instantly killed Soul Palace.

The target is Yan Xifeng!

"Good evil, you dare!"

The sword demon and blood demon first appeared in front of Yan Xifeng.

No one expected that Ling Xiao would suddenly shoot, and the target was actually the most powerful Yan Xifeng.

"moron!"

Ling Xiao's voice drifted in the void.

It was only noticed that what rushed to Yan Xifeng was simply an avatar formed by the condensation of the lake water.

The real Ling Xiao has reached the crowd.

"Just start with the waste!

Extreme cold field!

Ghost dance!"

The extreme cold field is on display.

Hundreds of people around were frozen at the same time.

These people are nothing more than martial arts who have taken their lives to six or seven.

Facing the extremely cold field, they have no resistance at all.

Then, the ghosts and gods burst into flurry.

Pieces of frozen body were shattered by the whole.

A broken piece of ice scattered on the ground.

When Yan Xifeng and others looked back.

Ling Xiao has returned to its original position.

With one shot, nearly five hundred people were killed.

Where is this battle, it is simply slaughter!

"Lingxiao--!"

The roar burst from Yan Xifeng's mouth.

He was really angry.

Ling Xiao actually killed their warrior close to the five hundred martial artists in an instant.

These people, although not as good as they are, are the people in their inner hall, the people who own their blood.

"What roar? I said, today there are more than three thousand warriors inside the temple, all of them have to die!

You try to protect them as much as possible.

When they die, it's your turn!"

Ling Xiao looked at Yan Xifeng and sarcastically said, "Of course, you have another option, that is, to immediately hand over the frost of Mingshuang's life.

In this way, I can stop my killing."

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