Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The bald brother's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, as if he had foreseen the moment when Ling Xiao fell.

Ling Xiao was shocked by this sudden attack, but his muscles were instantly tense, and the spiritual power in his body was like a rushing river, gathering on the swords in his hands. He knew that this was not only a life-and-death contest, but also the ultimate test of will and strength.

A loud bang, like thunder, exploded in the entire space, which was the result of the collision of two powerful forces. Under the huge impact, Ling Xiao's figure was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards in an instant, cutting through the sky, leaving a trail of afterimages.

His clothes were torn by the strong wind, and his hair was messy, but his eyes were unusually bright, revealing an unyielding light.

This flight was hundreds of meters away, enough to witness the terrifying power of the joint attack of the vulture and the vulture.

However, Ling Xiao did not give up. With his amazing will and extraordinary reaction, he thrust his two-handed sword forward at the moment of landing, like two sharp blades cutting through space, and forcibly cut a gully of more than ten meters on the hard ground, and finally stabilized his body.

The dust settled, Ling Xiao was still panting, but his eyes were full of determination and resoluteness.

He looked up at the two bald strongmen standing in place, and saw that the vulture was surrounded by terrifying power fluctuations. Above his head, the shadow of an eagle was looming, with its wings spread, and its ferocious color was palpitating. That was his martial soul, giving him endless power and speed.

And the vulture was not to be outdone. His martial soul was also a vulture, spreading its wings and ready to fly, echoing the vulture's eagle, forming a suffocating sense of oppression.

Those two martial souls are not only animal martial souls, but also raptor martial souls, which bring amazing speed and power to vultures and vultures, and make our attacks more swift, defenses more tight, and almost impregnable.

That is not only the infusion of power, but also the deep fusion and resonance between soul and martial soul. With the influx of that power, Ling Xiao's sword seemed to be given life, emitting dazzling light, and the air around was trembling.

At this moment, the seven vultures and vultures have not yet shown that ability, so Ling Xiao can't help but speculate secretly, whether that means we are still playing tricks on me, or deliberately retaining strength to show their unparalleled confidence.

Ling Xiao's brows were so tightly knit that he could almost break a pen, and the thoughts surging in his heart were like surging waves. I know very well that the horror of animal martial souls is not only that they give warriors similar characteristics and abilities to natural creatures, but also that they are the legendary transformation technique.

That force not only made the attack power of the sword a qualitative leap, but also condensed seven brilliant halos under the tip of the blade, corresponding to the power of the seven elements, complementing each other, and the beauty is the harvest. Every blow seemed to tear the space, shake the world, and show Qiu Mei's shocking strength.

I only took a step back to stimulate the power of the small earth dragon soul and the sunflower water dragon soul that were originally integrated into it, and also released the power of the Fiery Dragon Soul, Gengjin Dragon Soul, and Qingmu Dragon Soul hidden deep in my body, and injected them into the two weapons without reservation.

The bloodthirsty sword soul and the killing Qiu Meiqin have been growing continuously, and at this stage they are also weaker than the opponent's raptor martial soul, so I have no chance to win, it depends on how to play.

That confidence is both pressure and motivation for Ling Xiao. I know very well that the reason why the opponent is like this is due to our own weakness to a small extent.

The last moment, the two figures were like ghosts. Before everyone could react, they had completely disappeared from the original place, leaving only a series of residual images that quickly dissipated in the air.

The improvement brought to the seven people was also very small.

The seven dragon souls are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, but also complementary. They are perfectly integrated under Ling Xiao's control, forming an unprecedented living force.

However, the surprise did not last too long, and was soon replaced by our inner fighting spirit. Ling Xiao's weakness was the only thing that did not make us feel fear and retreat, but instead stimulated our fighting spirit and excitement.

So, I closed my eyes and concentrated, adjusted my breathing, and immersed my whole mind in the communication with the martial soul. I want every cell of my body to feel that power, let that power become a part of my body, and become my sharp weapon to defeat weak enemies.

Once a warrior can deeply integrate with the martial soul and transform into the martial soul body or fusion form, his strength will increase exponentially, which is a qualitative change that any warrior cannot ignore.

The power of Hunyuan, like a trickle or a rushing river, continuously flows into the two weapon spirits in Ling Xiao's hands.

Such talent and strength are beyond our imagination, which makes us have a strong interest and awe in Ling Xiao.

That strength is forged by years and sweat, and is tempered by several times of wandering on the edge of life and death. Although Ling Xiao felt a lot of pressure, he also had some respect. After all, the competition between the weak can often stimulate each other's deepest potential.

The two bald brothers witnessed the scene nearby, and a trace of incredible surprise flashed in their eyes.

Ling Xiao knew that in that battle, my least reliance was my own spirit. Whether it was the dragon spirit containing the power of the seven elements, the bloodthirsty sword spirit, or the sword spirit that killed gods and demons, they were all my most precious wealth on the road of martial arts, and the confidence for me to compete with weak enemies.

Under the catalysis of that force, Ling Xiao made a surprising decision.

When Ling Xiao is alive, as long as I can skillfully use and integrate the power of those martial souls, I will definitely be able to create a remarkable miracle in that battle.

The Seven-line Dragon Soul is the top martial soul.

I secretly calculated in my heart how to bring the power of those martial souls to the extreme. The agility and changeability of the Seven-line Dragon Soul, the violence and bloodthirstiness of the Bloodthirsty Sword Soul, the sharpness and determination of Zhu Qiu Meiqin, each martial soul has its unique advantages and characteristics.

Facing such a lively opponent, Ling Xiao dared not be careless or relaxed at all. I clenched my hands, and the Bloodthirsty Sword Soul and the God-killing Sword Soul jumped in my palms, as if they felt the master's fighting spirit and were eager to try.

We are young people walking in the rivers and lakes, and have witnessed the rise and fall of countless geniuses, but like Ling Xiao, he only awakened the top dragon soul, and awakened seven at a time. Such a wonder is the first time we have seen it.

Of course, I don’t have my own advantages. At this time, my martial soul is more lively than the opponent’s martial soul.

When we are alive, only by fighting against the weak can we constantly break through ourselves and reach a lower realm.

In our opinion, being able to fight against such a weak person is our honor and pursuit as a warrior.

Such a battle is even more boring and meaningless. When we are alive, the opponent is too strong and we don’t even have the interest to fight.