Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Actually, Sige doesn't have to worry too much. The sooner you discover, the better for us.

His current strength is far less than the fate of those years, and it is easy to solve."

The Black Blood Emperor laughed.

"roll!"

Emperor Bulao shouted anxiously.

"Oh, don't worry about the fourth brother, this time Ling Xiao will definitely not affect the fourth brother's reputation."

The Black Blood Emperor smiled and turned away.

Of course he knew why the Great Emperor was irritable.

In those days when the destiny happened, the Emperor Bulao paid a great price.

If Ling Xiao is in trouble again now, he really doesn't know what to do.

After the Black Blood Emperor left, Bold Emperor stared at the direction of his departure and muttered to himself: "It was you who discovered the problem of killing destiny at that time, and now it is you who discovered that Ling Xiao had problems.

How do you make me believe you have no problems?"

The former Great Emperor never doubted his brother. Although he only worshipped his brother, he also trusted them very much.

But after this incident happened to Ling Xiao, he suddenly began to doubt his unreasonable trust.

It may be really wrong.

His irritability was not due to fear of being implicated. After all, his status has been different for thousands of years.

His irritability was due to concerns about his brother's problems.

...

Ling Xiao returned to the Temple of Killing, but his heart became more and more restless.

Some things made him afraid.

Suddenly, a series of weird voices sounded outside, as if countless people were chanting mantras.

The spell sounded, Ling Xiao suddenly felt a headache.

He hugged his head and hid in the secret space.

But it was found to be useless. The spell seemed to penetrate space and time.

He struggled to stand up and rushed out.

Outside the killing temple, there are many warriors wearing strange costumes.

The one headed is the King of Dali.

Ling Xiao recognized these clothes and seemed to be the "demon master" profession among the warriors.

The Demonist is like a pharmacist, cook, or blacksmith.

Its existence was originally to deal with Heavenly Demon and Demon Race.

The Xingtian tribe is a group of demon.

It is said that the spells of these people can make the Xingtian clan hidden in humans show their original shape.

Of course, it is just a legend.

If it is really useful, it will not be possible for East Crown Prince Yu to hide it.

But listening to these guys' spells, Ling Xiao became more uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

I feel like my head is about to explode.

"Dali King, what are you doing!"

Ling Xiao stared at King Dali and asked sharply.

In fact, he had already guessed something terrible.

He had an accident, this is what the Xingtian clan told him.

But at this time, King Dali has brought a group of demonists to appear here.

This is obviously not a coincidence.

From the time he was attacked by the black robe to the appearance of these slayers, he has been designed by some people.

It is no wonder that even the destiny of the killing will be planted in the hands of these people, because they are the people around them.

Destiny may not have any precautions at all.

"It's nothing, just for your safety. I'm worried that there are still the evil spirits of the devil hidden in this temple of killing!"

The excuse of King Dali is perfect, it seems to be thinking about Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao stared at King Dali, and Tai Chi didn't notice the slightest breath of Heavenly Clan from the other person.

In other words, this mighty king may not be a criminal spy of the Xingtian clan, he is also just being used by others.

"I don't need it, you go!"

Ling Xiao tried his best to suppress the discomfort in his body and shouted to them.

King Hercules was unmoved.

The voices of the demons are getting louder and louder.

At a certain moment, Ling Xiao suddenly had black eyes, as if falling into the abyss.

This abyss is a bit eerie.

He tried to see clearly, but found that everything around him was not under his control.

There was a strange sound in the darkness.

It made him feel creepy.

"Oh, my soul seems to be imprisoned by something!"

Ling Xiao is also a master of the mystery of the soul, and instantly realized this.

He urged soul power, trying to break free of imprisonment, and rushed towards the abyss.

Click!

The darkness was ripped open.

Through this gap, he saw an amazing scene.

In front of them, the demons showed a frightened expression, and his body seemed to be in a crazy fight.

Moreover, his body seemed to become very tall.

Condescending and looking down at the crowd below, cruel and without any sympathy.

Even King Dali was terrified, he seemed unable to stop the mad Ling Xiao.

"How do you feel, isn't it cool, these people are hostile to you everywhere, and even treat you as a demon.

In this case, why should you maintain them?

Kill them, kill them all."

A voice sounded in the abyss.

Ling Xiao roared angrily: "Get out of my soul sea! I will not kill them, what do you do.

Dare to control my body to poison the soul.

Was the fate of that year also framed by you?"

"Hey, he should be very proud to join us.

The humble human being is the weakest living body in this universe.

It is your pride to become a punishment of the clan."

The voice laughed and looked very proud.

"Proud Nima!"

Ling Xiao's soul power exploded in an instant, the Decisive Martial Soul was released, and the black villain appeared again.

In an instant, the darkness was expelled, the abyss disappeared, and Ling Xiao returned to normal.

But at this moment, he felt very tired.

The whole body seems to have experienced a terrible and distorted change.

He held the sword in his hands, and there was blood on it.

Hundreds of corpses have accumulated on the ground in front of them, all of which are those of the Demon Slayer.

There are still many people who are not dead. They screamed and looked at Ling Xiao in horror.

It's as if I saw a monster.

Ling Xiao certainly understood what they saw.

He knew what happened just now.

Although the demon master was damn, it was their spell that helped the blood serum of the Xingtian clan confine Ling Xiao's soul.

But Ling Xiao was still upset, and the feeling of being manipulated was too bad.

King Hercules was also injured, but it was much better than those of the Slayer.

However, his face was full of fear and confusion at this time.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath.

After all, he was still calculated, the same as the fate of that year.

However, he was not reconciled.

He didn't want to go the same way as killing destiny.

Although he was extremely angry and painful in his heart, he was not crazy.

Reason told him that the worst thing now is panic.

The most important thing to think about now is what to do next and what to do to change all this.

Although counted, Ling Xiao is not totally unrewarded, at least he knows the criminals of the celestial clan in Zishengcheng.

And this person is probably the black blood emperor.

It was he who killed the destiny.

Now he also calculated Ling Xiao.

If you want to change the status quo, you can only let the black blood emperor show its original shape.