Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Soon, Ling Xiao had come near the tombstone.

The size of the tombstone is the same as the rest.

Only there are three words on it.

Nothing else.

At this time, Emperor Dongyu finally saw the words on the tombstone, and she also looked very surprised.

Killing the emperor killing the destiny, this is the most famous human race and the most powerful person in history.

It's just that he is regarded as an enemy by the Terran Kingdom, how could his tombstone be here?

The tombstone has a long history, but the words above should be only about a thousand years old.

Ling Xiao's Tai Chi eyes were very real.

boom!

Emperor Dongyu suddenly shot and blasted the land under the tombstone.

At this time, there was a secret road leading to the bottom.

The dark road is deep and dark, and there is no end in sight.

"My father is probably inside!"

East Crown Prince Yu rushed in first.

This calm and cunning woman on weekdays seemed impulsive at this time.

"Shall we go down?"

Dong Huangyue asked Ling Xiaodao.

"You first enter the universe."

Ling Xiao thought for a moment and thought, in case there is any danger, as long as Ling Xiao is not dead, there will not be any trouble for Donghuangyue in the universe.

And when something goes wrong, he doesn't have to be distracted to help.

"it is good!"

Dong Huangyue already believed in Ling Xiao very much, not to mention Ling Xiao saved her life again this time.

She doesn't believe Ling Xiao, who else can she believe.

After Donghuangyue entered Qiankun Realm, Ling Xiao also walked down the deep passage.

No one knows what the danger is below, so Ling Xiao is very careful.

About a thousand kilometers away, he found himself in a huge underground palace.

In the underground palace, many patterns are carved on the walls.

According to the strokes, it is known that it was carved by the killing emperor.

Although not so artistic, it is very clear.

This is a story.

One day one hundred thousand years ago, twelve giant puppet warships descended from the sky and landed in this region of Xuanwu Continent.

Later because of the war 100,000 years ago.

The puppet warship lost its power source and was dormant underground.

The crew on this ship also sleep at the same time.

Until tens of thousands of years ago, they gradually regained consciousness and attempted to plunder the resources of the Xuanwu Continent.

If all twelve puppet warships want to move, it will cause the entire Xuanwu continent to collapse.

Completely destroyed.

At this time, the strong men of the Holy City stood up after the tragic battle.

The battleship continued to slumber, part of the warriors on the battleship were killed, and the other part was mysteriously missing.

Seeing these carvings, Ling Xiao was very shocked.

This is probably the secret that the predecessors of the living dead do not want to tell him.

The enemies that the killing emperor really guarded are not the ancient tribes, but these mysteriously disappearing strangers.

The scourge left over 100,000 years.

Once they wake up, not to mention the eternal god realm, the ancient national world.

I am afraid that the entire Xuanwu continent will be destroyed.

It will even affect Xuanjie.

This matter, the more I think, the more I feel afraid.

Ling Xiao has never been so nervous, he felt his back cold, a heart trembling.

He wanted to know more about the secrets of visitors from these days.

But he could no longer find clues. The only thing he learned was that he learned the name of their ethnic group "Xing Tian Clan."

"It seems that, as the predecessor said, my current strength is too low, and I still have no access to all the information of the Xingtian clan.

Unless I become stronger, I can master more.

After suffering a heavy blow 10,000 years ago, the Xingtian clan should not have left the Xuanwu Continent.

They are still here, waiting somewhere to recover again!"

Although Ling Xiao is full of confidence in himself, he does not know when Xingtian Clan will extend the devil's claws to the Twelve Holy City.

He was sure that the twelve puppet warships must be located in the Twelve Holy City.

One day in the future, the Xingtian tribe will definitely return.

By that time, it was a real disaster.

"Ling Xiao, come here!"

In the distance came the voice of Emperor Dongyu.

Ling Xiao walked over.

Seeing the imperial prince standing in front of a wall, the holy pattern painted on the wall.

The same is the fourth grade saint pattern.

But this fourth-grade sacred mark is different from the previous engulfed sacred mark.

Devouring the Saint Mark was apparently brought by Thunderfire Purgatory at the beginning.

The fourth grade saint pattern on this wall is the fourth grade seal saint pattern!

Also wrote the suicide of the Great Emperor.

The more he sees this, the more Lingxiao admires the man who killed the emperor.

It's really not only powerful, but also versatile.

The most important thing is that he found that the killing emperor has been doing things to save humanity and even the ancient people.

It's a pity that these idiots were completely unclear and completely misunderstood him.

Of course, it is also possible that the Xingtian clan has penetrated into the ancient clan and the holy city, deliberately discredited and killed the emperor, and concealed the truth.

Regardless of those, one thing is for sure, what is sealed behind this wall is the father of East Crown Prince Yu.

"Ling Xiao, quickly open the seal and rescue my father."

East Prince Yudao.

Ling Xiao didn't do anything, he looked at East Crown Prince Yuyu, and said coldly, "Want me to rescue your father, at least tell me your true identity.

Are you Xingtian clan?"

"What are you talking about, what kind of punishment, I don't even know what you are talking about."

The Eastern Crown Prince Yu shouted angrily, "I have helped you to rescue the Eastern Royal Moon, do you want to eat?

Don't forget, you swear it."

She didn't lie!

She really hadn't heard of Xingtian Clan!

Ling Xiao froze.

Is your guess wrong?

He frowned and said, "Don't worry, this is the Sipin Seal Sacred Mark on it. I have to spend at least one day to crack it."

Rather than cracking, it is better to learn!

Ling Xiao must leave a way for herself.

In case the rescued is the Xingtian clan, he must have a way to reseal it!

The samurai who can be sealed by the fourth-grade sacred pattern will not exceed three levels of Xuanwu robbery.

The strength of the warriors sealed here should not be as strong as expected.

Perhaps it wasn't the Xiantian clan that was 100,000 years ago, it was just the cult they cultivated among humans.

But no matter what, he must have the ability to restrict each other, he does not want to let the situation exceed his control.

"Then hurry up!"

East Crown Prince Yuyu does not understand the holy tattoo technique and can only rely on Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao began to devote himself to the study of the fourth grade seal sacred pattern.

The effect of the Sealing Sacred Mark is great, and it is the Fourth Grade Sealing Sacred Mark. Once he learns, his strength will increase.

An additional ability is available in combat.

The previous time, Ling Xiao spent a whole day and night studying the devouring the Saint Mark.

This time, the time was much faster, and just over two hours later, Ling Xiao had figured out the Siping Seal Saint Mark.

But it’s just to figure it out, and he has to learn next.

His cultivation base has been promoted to the Seventh Level of Divine Soul Realm and possesses the fighting power of a half-step king.

You can get in touch with the fourth grade Saint Mark.

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