Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The ancient dangerous battlefield of Fengshen has also become a place where Ling Xiao can easily cross.

Many demon beasts here have been scared of fart just by feeling the little black breath.

It's really emotional to think about it. The opportunities in life will always change unbelievably because of the improvement of strength.

This is also the fundamental reason why Ling Xiao will desperately practice.

He didn't want to be out of touch with the world.

If he slacks off, he may later become a joke among other populations and be treated as a negative teaching material.

Xiaohei is really fast, but within a day, he has reached the edge of the mysterious realm.

Standing on the old Fengshen platform and thinking about the scenes, Ling Xiao really felt quite proud.

"Xiao, it seems impossible to pass. If you want to open the portal to the mysterious realm, you have to go to the Holy Martial Kingdom."

Yue Fanghua also looked into the mysterious realm.

That place belongs to an independent space, and you must open the portal to enter.

However, the key to open the portal seems to be in the hands of the Holy Martial Kingdom.

"If you knew it, you should stop the Saint King and ask."

Ling Xiao shook his head, feeling that he wasted time.

"It's okay, Xiaohei is fast, and it's very close to the Holy Martial Kingdom. Just go for a trip."

Yue Fanghua comforted: "What I worry about is whether the Holy King will cooperate well."

Ling Xiao sneered: "If he knew that what I did was for the entire human race, he had to agree.

If you refuse, don’t blame me.

No one can wait for ten years before the cataclysm.

I don't want to waste time anymore."

"Are you going to rob?"

Yue Fanghua laughed.

"Yes, the holy martial arts of the past is a behemoth in my eyes, and in the face of him, I must live very carefully.

As for now, even the most powerful holy king of the Holy Martial Kingdom is definitely not our two opponents, afraid of what he does.

We are not only rational, but also strong, he could not help but not cooperate!"

Ling Xiao sneered.

The reason why he can be as confident and domineering as he is today is because his strength has given him enough courage.

"Let's go, Xiaohei, to the Holy Martial Kingdom!"

Yue Fanghua smiled and gave orders to Xiaohei.

The Holy Martial Kingdom is the closest to the Holy City and also the closest to the ancient battlefield of Fengshen.

The head of the top ten martial arts.

Looking for it is actually very easy.

The sacred martial kingdom was built quite magnificently.

As the Holy King City, the core of the Holy Martial Kingdom, it was also built quite solidly.

The shape is a bit closer to the rhythm of the holy city.

Similar to the general city, it is also divided into three layers, the outer city, the middle city, and the inner city!

The further inside, the stronger the strength of the warrior.

The core of the Holy King City is the Holy King Palace.

Holy King City is located on the Holy Mountain of the Holy Martial Kingdom.

It is rumored that the Holy Emperor was born from the Holy Mountain. He had no father and no mother, but was born in heaven and earth.

Of course, this may have been fabricated just to show the legend and mystery of the Holy Emperor.

But the holy mountain is indeed magnificent and extraordinary.

Standing in the distance, it seems that you can see the holy light covering the mountain completely.

Ling Xiao was in a coma for three days and three nights, and the Holy King had rushed over from the Divine City.

It can be seen that the Holy City is now on alert.

The degree of vigilance is much stronger than usual, it should be to prevent the punishment.

It's a pity that this kind of vigilance doesn't really mean much to the strong.

Xiao Hei passed through the heavy blockade directly and came to the inner city easily.

Of course, he did not deliberately hide the breath, so it caused a great sensation.

It caused tension in the Holy King City.

The alarm bell rang constantly.

Even some people have launched an attack on them, but unfortunately their attack can't even catch up with the speed of Xiaohei.

You can eat Xiao Hei's fart best.

Through the inner city, Ling Xiao let Xiaohei fall on the Holy Palace.

This place is extremely sacred to the sacred martial kingdom, and most people are not qualified to enter.

Today, Ling Xiao is standing above the holy palace, looking down on everything below.

The Holy King naturally felt Ling Xiao's breath, and led many masters to rush out.

But today's Holy King is nothing in Ling Xiao's eyes.

He didn't even bother to take a look.

But there was something in the Holy Palace that made him quite afraid.

There are many sculptures in the Holy Palace.

But only one of them is particularly eye-catching.

A tall warrior, sitting on the throne with a golden sword, was flanked by thunder beasts like two beasts with different shapes.

It's true that he is obedient.

Needless to say, this is probably the sculpture of the Holy Emperor.

It is the same as the golden god sculpture of Golden Martial Kingdom.

The sculpture is magnificent and reveals a divine and aura of breath, but more of it is domineering.

Because the carving is really lifelike, it seems that you can stand up at any time and kill Ling Xiao.

To show respect for this sculpture.

Ling Xiao made Yue Fanghua put away Xiaohei, and the two fell to the ground.

Salute the sculpture.

No matter how bad the relationship between Ling Xiao and the Holy Martial Kingdom is, the Holy Great Emperor is the leader of the gods of the eternal God Realm.

It's still worth his visit.

But the moment he looked up, the scene suddenly changed.

He seemed to be under the Holy Light, and the pressure of the Holy Light made him very uncomfortable.

Although this power did not hurt him, it seemed to give him a dismount.

This feeling even outweighed the pressure given to him by the celestial monster.

In the holy light, the domineering face of a middle-aged man appeared.

It looks like a forty-something face, dressed in a white holy robe, holding a sacred scepter in one hand, and holding a book in the other, which should be the holy thing in the legend of the holy martial kingdom.

"Is this the Holy Emperor? The unity of holiness and domineering makes people have the urge to submit to kneeling."

Ling Xiao shook his head, and his strong mental will made him wake up from the illusion.

Suddenly he had a thought, maybe the Holy Emperor was not dead, he was still living somewhere.

It's just that human beings don't know it now.

There are many gods that have disappeared, and they may not have died.

Ling Xiao never believed that a sculpture could produce such a strange energy. He felt that this was the warning and coercion given to him by the Holy Emperor.

Let him not be too rampant.

It's just that it may be far away, or for some special reason, this power will not be too strong.

It's impossible to hurt Ling Xiao.

"Ling Xiao, what are you doing with our sacred martial kingdom?"

Suddenly, a voice awakened Ling Xiao from contemplation.

Ling Xiao looked up and asked a person beside the Holy King, Ling Xiao recognized him.

The covenant that once made him very embarrassed.

Not even the half-step king.

At the beginning, he almost killed Ling Xiao.

But today, to Ling Xiao, he is too weak.

Ling Xiao did not answer his words, but looked at those around him.

The strongest, in addition to the Holy King, the strongest is only the ninth-order half-step king.

If there is no hidden master in this sacred martial kingdom, these people alone cannot cause any harm to him.