Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Obviously, the ten powerful players in the ten gods should be the leaders.

The remaining thirty people listened to them.

Among the ten, one embraces a long sword, his cold face is like frost, and he wears a bucket of hat, and his cold killing intent is revealed in his eyes.

The second person had an arm broken and a white hair shawl, which was quite handsome;

The third person is a woman with a veil and does not know what she looks like, but the temperament reveals a fascinating look and smiles as if she can hook the soul of the person;

The three people are separate.

There were also four people who obviously came together. They wore the same blood-colored armor and all held blood-colored scimitars.

The body is very rough.

With three more people, it looks more like a family of three.

The appearance of men and women is very ordinary, and they do not speak. Only the daughter who looks like seven or eight years old is chattering.

The strength of these ten people is extremely good, at least one-to-one Ling Xiao certainly is not their opponent.

But the problem is, Ling Xiao has a helper.

So they are not afraid of these people.

He just felt weird. What did these people do in this jungle?

Just thinking, a few people over there started a conversation.

Ling Xiao heard some clues from their conversation.

It turned out that these people discovered ancient ruins.

Hearing the relics, Ling Xiao's heart thumped.

You know, whether it is the Dragon City or the Moon Temple, they have given them great benefits.

If there are any more ruins, he is absolutely unwilling to miss them.

In addition, Ling Xiao also knew the identity of these people.

They are known as "forty-two thieves."

The forty people who came were the vast majority of them, and two others were the two leaders of the forty-two robbers.

This time something else didn't come.

Ling Xiao, the 30 warriors in the sevenfolds of the Divine Realm, was not interested, and he was already of a good level for him.

It was these ten people that Ling Xiao was very interested in.

A man wearing a hat and wearing a long sword is called a "sword slave".

It is also the most powerful one among these people. Cultivating to reach the eighth peak of the divine realm is not far from breaking through the ninth heavy divine realm.

Perhaps if there is an opportunity, it may break through.

The man with a broken arm is equivalent to a sword slave, but after all, he has a broken arm and is slightly weaker in combat effectiveness.

The seductive woman is called the "soul-evil demon", which is also appropriate.

The four wearing bloody armor and holding the bloody scimitar are the "four blood demon".

Three of them were in the early stage of the eightfold supernatural stage, and one was in the middle of the eightfold supernatural body.

The family of three actually had only one person, the child.

The men and women turned out to be her puppets.

The little girl is called a "mask doll", which is not easy to provoke.

And the cultivation of this little girl also reached the eighth stage of the divine realm.

The fighting power of the two puppets is definitely not weaker than that of the eighth stage of the Divine Realm.

Ling Xiao's memory is really too good. Although he is not interested in these people, he still remembers their titles.

"According to the information, the ruins should be in this place, but it seems that they have been blindfolded and cannot be seen."

Kamen doll sneered: "It's just a matter of blocking eyes, you all flash away, look at me."

The little girl looks small, but she is hundreds of years old.

And even know how to crack the array.

Although the skills are much worse than Ling Xiao, let alone compared with Yuan Zun.

At this time she took out something and tinkered for a long time, and suddenly a mist disappeared.

In the depths of the mist, an ancient portal appeared.

I just don’t know where to go.

From the analysis of the inscription on the portal and the ancient breath, it must be an ancient place.

"I found it! You really are awesome, Kamen doll. If you get a treasure this time, you will count."

Ghost Demon smiled.

"If you win the prize, let's hurry in and go in. Just go through this portal.

You should be able to arrive at the Saint Pattern Sect!"

The Kamen doll smiled excitedly: "Think about the prestige of Shengwenzong.

Almost equivalent to the strength of a holy city.

It is a pity that it was later destroyed by the ancient tribes, otherwise, the Saint Pattern Sect is the thirteenth holy city.

Even if dozens of martial nations add up, they are not their opponents.

If we can get the heritage, we can certainly fly to the top."

"Yes, our forty-two thieves no longer have to sneak around."

Ghost Demon also said excitedly.

Ling Xiao was very shocked to hear their words. He had to bother the ancient tribe to wipe out the Saint Sect.

It can be seen that the power of Shengwenzong has threatened the ancient tribe.

Even more terrible than the Twelve Holy City.

He was more and more interested in this holy pattern.

Ling Xiao could see that the forty thieves had greed in their eyes.

For them, this is a discovery that can change fate.

Strong men of the level of sword slaves and white-haired demons may think how to replace them and lead the 42 thieves.

The warriors of the Seventh Cultivation of Divine Realm thought about how to replace the positions of these ten masters.

Although it belongs to a force, they really lack trust.

After all, it is an organization formed by the gathering of fierce and fierce people.

There is no unity.

It was only under the pressure of the strong who chose temporary cooperation.

"However, what can be left inside?"

The white-haired devil frowned and said: "After rumored that the ancient tribe had destroyed the Saint Pattern Sect, the Taoist rule of the Saint Pattern Sect was taken away, and the inheritance was destroyed.

Well, there is only one ruin left in the Saint Pattern, and nothing is left."

"This is also true. After the ancient tribes left, many martial artists entered the Saint Pattern Sect, digging the ground three feet, and even the dead bodies were not let go.

As if the locusts were crossing the border.

What can be left.

So let's not expect too much."

The sword slave also said: "Otherwise the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment."

"I don't think so."

The Kamen doll smiled and said: "The Saint Pattern Sect was destroyed. The master of the Saint Pattern Sect was a real master.

I don't believe that he didn't leave behind really good things.

Such as the rumored holy tattoo.

The ancient tribe took away the Taoism and all the treasures, but the holy tattoo technique is a technology that can really change the future.

They may not take them away.

With that, our forty-two thieves can also become as powerful as the Holy City.

As long as you don’t provoke the ancients."

The sword slave nodded and said, "Holy tattoo technique is indeed the creation of heaven and earth.

Before the Martial Spirit of the Mountains and Rivers did not appear, the human warriors exhausted their wisdom and thought of many methods of combat.

Holy tattoo is one of them.

Although many people despise the holy tattoo technique, they think it is just a trivial way, and it cannot be a big climate.

But I don't think so, I believe in the judgment of the ancient people."

"Okay, it's useless to say so much nonsense. It's only the key if you get the holy tattoo, otherwise everything will be in vain."

The Kamen doll sneered, adjusted the portal, and stepped in.

The rest of them followed her through.