Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Dongfang Haitian didn't know Ling Xiao who changed into Ao Bing, but nodded and smiled.

This fellow, like Su Yuluo, is definitely a smiling tiger.

Seeing him laugh, you don’t know what he thinks.

"Oriental Haitian, the people of the Oriental family, how come here!"

Su Xiangmi asked what she wanted to ask.

"Why ask more, everyone has their own secret, isn't it?"

There was another voice, Ling Xiao turned his head to see, it was a shrine with the mystery of the natural god.

And what stood there was a strange face.

Neither Su Xiangmi nor Ling Xiao knew.

"Who are you?"

Su Xiangmi asked.

"Hehe, Tianhu Saint Girl should have heard of Ling Xiao.

Although he was already dead, he killed Tianyan and Tianyu in succession.

Those are the warriors of my empire.

I'm fabulous!

Tian Yu is my younger brother!"

The man said that he had a deep hatred and could still laugh, probably because Ling Xiao was already dead, so he didn't care.

"The warrior of the Divine Eye Empire, I am afraid that another identity is also the warrior of the Evil Eye Divine Palace?"

Su Xiangmi said.

"You can think so."

Tian Ju laughed faintly.

This person's strength is terrifying, and talent is even more terrifying.

It is not inferior to Sky Eye at all, but because it is hundreds of years older than Sky Eye, its strength is naturally very strong.

Ling Xiao is curious. Since you can see these acquaintances here, can you also see others?

He opened his Tai Chi eyes and looked around.

Sure enough, he really found out.

In the Heavenly Sword Shrine, Ye Chen stood there indifferently, as if a sharp sword stood;

In the Heavenly Demon Shrine, Heavenly Demons and Heavenly Demons Tsing Yi are talking, showing a cold smile.

No one is around.

In the destruction of the shrine, Ling Xiao actually saw Long Tianxiang.

But this Long Tianxiang Niu, at this time has actually set foot on the eighth floor of the Temple of Destruction, I really do not know how this guy did it.

At the beginning, Su Xiangmi said that Long Tianxiang was terrified, and he was deeply touched.

But this time, it was even more surprising.

I just didn't notice it.

Look carefully at this time, as if there are one or two people on the eighth floor of each shrine.

Looking further up, Ling Xiao found that there were actually people in the ninth floor.

But there are only two people.

No one on the tenth floor.

No one on the eleventh floor.

No one on the twelfth floor.

But there were people on the thirteenth floor.

Although there is only one, this person has buried the glory of all the martial artists.

"How did it go, that guy!"

Ling Xiao does not understand the rules of other shrines, so I don't quite understand it, but it is certain.

The guy standing high above the undead temple.

Like a god of death.

Just standing there makes everyone feel the depression of death.

"Should be related to talent!"

Beside, Su Yuluo said lightly: "In this world, talents are divided into martial spirit, bloodline, constitution and perception.

This perception cannot be quantified, so it is difficult to see.

Martial Soul, Bloodline and Constitution are different, they can be seen intuitively.

Of these three, as long as it reaches a certain level, it will naturally be directly selected.

Don't have to go through too many fights.

I believe that the thirteen shrines want that person.

He should have a special martial spirit, bloodline or physique before releasing that special breath."

"What do you mean by a certain degree?"

Ling Xiao asked.

He doesn't care if Su Yuluo is cunning, as long as he can answer his questions.

Su Yuluo didn't speak, but the Bingfeng tattooed man smiled and said: "Whether Wuhun, bloodline or physique.

They are divided into five grades: black iron, bronze, silver, gold, and diamond.

Refers to rarity.

The rarer the Martial Soul, Bloodline and Constitution, the easier it is to cultivate unique characters.

That guy should have the real blood of the god of meditation, and his awakening reached ten percent.

Therefore, it belongs to the rare blood of the gold level.

Naturally, the battle for the thirteen shrines was won."

"It turns out so."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "However, the body of Swire Bingfeng you own should be a rare physique of gold level.

Why is it not arranged to the thirteenth floor?"

"I?"

The man smiled.

She smiles beautifully, more beautiful than a woman.

"I don't belong to the Thirteen Shrines, they know they can't get me, so they won't come to me."

Said the ice tattooed man.

Ling Xiao seemed to understand.

In other words, the power of this man does not have to be the 13th shrine.

He came to the thirteen shrines to accept the test, just to play.

Or to hone your own.

The Thirteen Shrines may have awe at his power, so they will not compete.

"Long Tianxiang's guy should be a gold-level talent, but the guy is hiding too deep.

Even the connection of the shrine was invisible."

Ling Xiao glanced at Long Tianxiang.

Long Tianxiang seemed to perceive it and smiled at him.

This is the second time, Ling Xiao even suspects that this guy has seen his true identity.

"You, the most important part!"

Tianhu's lead made a faint smile: "Every time there is such a gold-level talent, we are always in dispute.

In this case, let them decide for themselves.

Some people may realize the mysteries of various gods when they enter the shrine.

It's just that the place where they are located is only the entrance of one of the shrines, they have no other choice.

So, next, let them choose their own shrine."

"agree!"

The fire dragon nodded and said, "This has always been the rule of our thirteen shrines."

Next, all the envoys expressed their opinions and agreed.

The point is that there is no way to oppose it. This is the rule set by the Thirteen Shrines. Whoever violates it may be subject to collective opposition from other shrines.

Ling Xiao was moved.

In fact, the mystery of the ice god is not the mystery of his major.

If he can, he is more willing to choose space and time.

But there is no temple of time here.

Only the space shrine.

Of course he was willing to choose.

But everyone seems to be a little hesitant. Some people think that this will not be a test. If you choose rashly, you may lose your current opportunity.

At this time, the Fire Dragon led the envoy: "You don't have to be afraid, this is the rule of the Thirteen Shrines all along.

If you think which shrine is more suitable for you, then choose it.

This is also your last chance to choose before you leave. If you miss it, you will lose it."

"But we came from this shrine when we came in. If we choose another way, will we not be able to go back?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Do not worry about this. When you leave, the envoy will escort you away.

No one dares to move you."

The Sky Fox led it lightly.

He didn't seem to know what Ling Xiao had beheaded before, and his attitude was still moderate..

"So, can you choose all the shrines?"

Ling Xiao asked again.