Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

This light is no longer as cold or hot as before, but a fusion of two completely different forces, forming a light that is both contradictory and harmonious, terrifying and sacred.

They seem to be given new life, and begin to tremble and rotate violently, releasing a more terrifying breath, which is strong enough to change the color of the world and all things.

The surrounding space seems to be completely torn apart at this moment, and waves of destructive forces are stirring everywhere, making everyone present feel unprecedented oppression and fear.

They know that at this moment, they have witnessed history, witnessed the reappearance of an ancient legend, and the beginning of a new era.

On Ling Xiao's face, the faint smile is like the first light of dawn, warm and with an edge that cannot be ignored. This smile contains his deep expectation and unwavering confidence in the upcoming battle.

He knows that with the addition of the demon god, the situation of this battle has undergone subtle and significant changes, and the tilt of the balance indicates that the balance of victory is slowly tilting towards him.

And those "old guys" who once seemed invincible will also feel unprecedented pressure and challenges at this moment. Their fate seems to have quietly changed in this irreversible torrent.

"The devil helps me, and you will die!" Ling Xiao's roar was like thunder that broke through the sky. It was not only a declaration of war on the enemy, but also a firm declaration of his inner beliefs.

With this roar, his figure suddenly rose up, like an arrow from a string, and rushed out suddenly, almost beyond the limit that the naked eye can capture. At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with the world and became the most dazzling existence on the battlefield.

At the same time, the bloodthirsty sword soul and the sword soul of the god-killing in his hands, with the help of the devil, glowed with unprecedented light.

They are no longer just cold and hard weapons, but have turned into bursts of sharp sword lights and sword beams, each of which contains a terrifying power that is enough to tear apart space. These sword beams intertwined and collided in the air, making bursts of sharp whistles, like thousands of swords fired at the same time, pointing directly at the heart of the enemy.

The roar of the demon god was like the voice of a demon from the underworld, resounding through the sky and shaking everyone's soul. In that roar, there was both a desire and excitement for battle, as well as contempt and disdain for weak life.

Its joining undoubtedly added more uncertainty and variables to this battle.

When the two forces - Ling Xiao's will and the destructive power of the demon god - finally merged into one, the spectacular scene was simply difficult to describe in words.

This force was extremely strong, as if it could break through all the constraints and obstacles in the world and reach the essence and core. As it raged, everything was in ruins, and everything trembled and collapsed under it.

"Boom!" Accompanied by a deafening roar, the place where the sword light and the sword light went, instantly burst into dazzling light and strong shock waves. The light, cold and dazzling, rushed straight into the sky, as if even the stars were eclipsed by it.

And the waves of soft humming sounds were like the whispers of the god of death, announcing the end of life and the reshaping of the world. At this moment, the entire battlefield was enveloped by this force, becoming a real Shura field.

This time, the attack was launched at an extremely fast speed, as if the sky was suddenly pierced by an invisible lightning, leaving an eternal crack. Layers of air waves were stirred in the air, just like the sea surface was swept by a strong wind, and the waves were surging.

The thunderous momentum not only shocked everyone on the battlefield, but also made the world change color, as if even time was frozen at this moment.

In an instant, the sword energy and knife light in the sky intertwined into an airtight net, each of which flashed with a piercing cold light, and the cold air was pressing, as if it could freeze everything in the world.

These extremely sharp forces shuttled freely in the air, cutting the air, and making sharp and piercing whistles, like thousands of arrows fired at the same time, pointing directly at the enemy's heart. The entire space was shrouded in this fierce killing intent, which made people shudder.

At the same time, the rolling wind also joined this feast of destruction. They were no longer the gentle breeze in nature, but turned into the howling of evil spirits, carrying endless resentment and curses, wreaking havoc.

This strong wind not only swept up the dust and fallen leaves on the ground, but also seemed to sweep away all the peace and beauty in the world, making people feel terrified and captivating.

"Bang!" Finally, two completely different attacks fell almost at the same time, collided with each other, and burst into a thunderous sound. At that moment, it seemed that even the heaven and earth trembled, and the space was distorted and broken.

And the drop of blood condensed by more than a dozen strong men was so fragile in front of this terrifying power that it was directly shattered and turned into a little light and dissipated into nothingness.

Ling Xiao stood in the air, surrounded by a faint halo, looking extraordinary. He looked down at the people below who were embarrassed by his attack, and a cold smile flashed in his eyes. This smile contained both pride and satisfaction in victory and ruthless ridicule and contempt for the enemy.

However, beneath this coldness, there was also a trace of fatigue and weakness that was not easily detected.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao knew that he was under a lot of pressure. Although the attack just now was powerful, it also brought him a huge backlash.

In terms of his current state, it was still a bit difficult to fully withstand such power. Therefore, he had to bear some internal injuries, although not serious, but enough to make him feel uncomfortable and alert.

Looking at the land in the distance that was devastated by the battle, Ling Xiao's heart was filled with a strong desire and determination. He knew that in order to be invincible in future battles, he must constantly improve his strength.

And breaking through the martial soul realm is his most urgent goal at present. Once he reaches that realm, he will not only have more powerful strength and skills, but also be able to perfectly control his attack and defense, avoiding the trouble of backlash like today.

At this time, the powerful air wave caused by Ling Xiao's attack surged like a mountain torrent, ruthlessly sweeping towards the dozen or so strong men. They stood unsteadily, staggered, and their faces turned pale as paper in an instant.

The blood and qi churned violently in his chest, and finally surged up his throat uncontrollably, turning into mouthfuls of bright blood, spraying on the dusty battlefield. This scene was so shocking that it made the surrounding air seem to solidify.

Those strong men looked at each other, their eyes full of disbelief and shock. It was hard for them to believe that the ball of blood and essence condensed by more than a dozen people, the crystallization of countless efforts and strength, could be broken so easily by a seventeen-year-old boy!