Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Faced with the voices of discussion, Ling Xiao just smiled disdainfully.

A group of finches, An Zhihong's ambition!

He just looked coldly at the black knife's continued change, without moving.

Many people think he is scared.

In fact, Ling Xiao understands that the Black Sword is invincible at this time, and any of his attacks will not be effective.

Rather than waste energy, wait quietly.

boom!

Finally, the life of Black Sword came to the end.

He sacrificed almost all of his vitality, leaving only a little consciousness, manipulating the shady burst of life and death.

This horrible roar was enough to reach 800 miles away.

Between the whole world, it seemed as though thunder thundered.

Many people lost their hearing because of this loud noise.

I can only see the huge mushroom cloud in front of me rising towards the sky.

Except for the mushroom cloud, nothing can be seen.

Fortunately, seventy-two directors of the Divine League maintain the defense wall, otherwise, it is estimated that this warrior picking the star mountain will die more than half.

With such great power, can Ling Xiao still live?

In the void, only the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves can be heard, as if there are countless injustices coming to claim their lives.

"Horrible, terrible! The power of the shady death is so great, how could Ling Xiao stop it.

This time, it is estimated that there is no bone residue left?"

The guns were shocked by themselves.

He was a little worried about the power of the shady death before, but he was relieved to see this scene.

This terrifying power, not to mention the warrior of the Seventh Peak of the Soul Realm, even the warrior of the Eighth Peak of the Soul Realm has to be seriously injured.

What's more, Ling Xiao is just the existence of a four-pronged cultivation of Divine Soul Realm.

Dead!

The same is true of others.

No one thought Ling Xiao could survive.

Long Chen and Xiao Jin glanced at each other and were ready to take revenge.

Compared with the adventure town, Ling Xiao is the most precious to them.

If Ling Xiao died, they would destroy Qixia Villa at all costs.

It's just that the smoke hasn't gone, they still don't know what the result will be.

So still waiting.

Waiting for the miracle.

Perhaps Ling Xiao will not die.

The death shady is over, and the life of the black sword has completely withered away.

Only a little consciousness drifted in the void, as if to see Ling Xiao's final ending.

It seems to want to know what will be the result of my hard work.

The black flame was still burning, and the rich breath of death spread in the air.

So that people can't use the soul to sense whether there is a breath of life on the ring.

"This is a personal battle. Sure enough, Ling Xiao was most hopeful to win the championship.

It is a pity that he encountered a deadly black knife."

Many people are sorry for Ling Xiao.

But this is a personal battle, as cruel as a real battle.

You know, in reality, many masters are taken away in this way, and they are taken lower than themselves, and those with lower strength are taken away by horror.

The tyrant is now excited.

He felt that he had won.

As everyone knows, even if Ling Xiao really died, he had no chance.

He didn't understand how important Ling Xiao was in Xiao Jin and Long Chen's minds.

The next moment, a weird scene appeared.

The flames and smoke above the ring rushed towards a place insanely.

There seemed to be a vortex, a black hole.

After a while, the ring fully recovered its previous light without any obstacles.

People clearly saw Ling Xiao standing there.

There was no dust at all on the whole body.

Even the hair tips are still shining.

There was a smile in Ling Xiao's mouth.

The inverse Divine Sword in his hand was taken back, and then the flames and smoke were swallowed by the Infernal Divine Glutton.

This gluttony can devour all things in the world, and the flames and smoke are everywhere, naturally, not to mention.

As for why he can escape this terrible attack.

In fact, there is only one reason, that is Xuanwu Saint Armor Pattern.

The basaltic armor pattern can even block the attack of the ten strongest players in the Divine Soul Realm.

What's more, it's a dark scene of death.

There is no threat to him.

"No-this is impossible!"

The black knife was in despair, and the only trace of remaining consciousness also dissipated.

He fought hard to attack, and in the end did not leave any scars on Ling Xiao's body.

Not to mention him, all the onlookers showed a dull state, and the shocked eyes flew out.

The seventy-two directors of Shenmeng also felt incredible.

Everyone felt that Ling Xiao was unlucky.

Even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured.

However, the reality is that Ling Xiao was unharmed, and even a little filth never appeared.

This scene is really incredible.

Long Chen and Xiao Jin gave high-fives with excitement. They were equally surprised. Only a while later, the boss (brother) became so powerful.

For a long time, there was no sound at the scene, and people were shocked and could not recall it.

The ghost fish frowned: "This Ling Xiao is even harder to deal with than imagined. It seems that if you don't take some special measures, you're in trouble."

Shen Shaohao also gritted his teeth: "Waste, I still have to come.

I don't believe you can escape the attack of the fallen feather.

After you become a waste, you can still be arrogant!"

Ling Xiao is the most hated by Shen Shaohao.

It was Ling Xiao who made him look like a foreigner.

Instead, the ghost fish is behind.

After a moment of silence, it was like a volcanic eruption.

There is no shortage of beautiful words in people's mouths.

"Too strong, this is the heir to the killing emperor! Is the human race hero? Sure enough!"

"Yeah, I thought he was dead. This result was really unexpected."

"From today on, he is my idol. Don’t rob anyone with me! He will surely win the individual title! I firmly believe it!"

Countless people cast their respectful eyes on Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao used his own strength to regain his face and reputation for himself.

"This battle, Ling Xiao advanced!"

Shen Wuming was the first to recover from shock. Although he was reluctant, he still announced Ling Xiao's promotion.

It's just that Ling Xiao has become even more damn in his eyes.

Ling Xiao is not dead, Shen Shaohao must never think about it.

Not to mention God Shaohao, I am afraid that the genius ranked first and second in God Realm Mountain will not come to mind.

This young man, it's too bad.

"Let's go to the third battle, the warrior holding the number three will appear!"

Ling Xiao smiled, turned around and walked towards the direction of the Seven-color Palace. He took a few steps, and suddenly turned his head back to look at the Pa Gun, said: "Pa Gun Master, Black Sword gave up his life in order to complete your order.

If his family still suffers misfortune.

I'm afraid your fame for Qixia Mountain Villa cannot be claimed."

Although Black Sword is to kill him, Ling Xiao can feel the unwillingness and helplessness of Black Sword.

For his family, Ling Xiao likes this kind of person.

So he can only do a little.

He believes that these words say that the guns will never dare to touch the family of the black sword again.

Even if you don't want to be famous, you have to consider the loyalty of those martial artists in Qixia Mountain Villa.

Others are desperate for you, and you kill other people's family.

Who else will be loyal to you?