Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Therefore, Ling Xiao's heart was not shaken at all. His goal was still firm - to kill the Jiang family and seek justice for himself. Whether Jiang Lianheng was still in the Jiang family or not, his fate was already determined.

As long as Ling Xiao was still alive, he would never let go of anyone who had hurt him or his relatives. He was determined to win this battle of revenge!

Ling Xiao's eyes swept across Ji Wuming, who was tightly entangled by the black-horned dragon, like ice. There was no fluctuation in his deep eyes, only cold determination.

He slowly raised the long knife in his hand, and the blade flashed cold light in the afterglow of the sunset, as if it could cut everything. With a wave of his arm, a sharp blade light cut through the sky, with an invincible momentum, and went straight to Ji Wuming.

"Don't... don't kill me, my Ji family..." Ji Wuming's voice was full of fear and despair. He tried to use the name of his family to exchange for a glimmer of life, but before he finished speaking, the cold blade had pierced his chest, blood splattered, dyed his clothes red, and also announced his end.

The warriors of the Jiang family and the Ji family witnessed this scene, all with horror on their faces. They wanted to escape, but Ling Xiao's swordsmanship was like lightning, and every move was precise and fatal, leaving them no chance to escape. In the end, these once invincible warriors all fell in a pool of blood, and no one survived.

After the battle, Ling Xiao stood in place, staring into the distance with some fatigue. There, the people of the other five major families were watching all this from afar, their faces full of emotions, no fear, no shock, and no awe of the Jiang family's strength.

"Don't misunderstand, my friend. You are not on the same side as the Ji family and Jiang Xi, and you have no hostility towards him. Then, goodbye!" One of them summoned up his courage and shouted in a low voice, trying to relieve the current atmosphere. The others heard this and echoed it one after another, and then hurried away, fearing that the Jiang family would vent their anger on us.

The Jiang family has a way to pursue us.

I know very well that I have not reached my limit at this time. The backlash power brought by the use of the Earth Dragon Technique and the use of the Tianluo Magic Tool is raging in my body, making my body feel unprecedented lightness and fatigue. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the disorder and pain in my body.

There is an unquestionable determination in your eyes, and even the various dangers hidden in the unknown depths of the strange island cannot shake you in the slightest.

You swear that you will protect your son in your lifetime, even if you sacrifice your life.

You recall the hardships and efforts that the Jiang family has made in the martial arts, and as a mother, you have never given me the support and help I should have. Now, Bi Shi has to bear such a slight backlash to save you, how can you feel at ease?

However, that action seemed to have exhausted all my strength. My body trembled violently, and then I fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and fell into a deep coma.

When these figures completely disappeared at the end of the sight, and even the first trace of powerful aura dissipated into the visible, the Jiang family finally relaxed their tense nerves and hurriedly took back the Tianluo magic tool containing terrifying power.

"I realize that it should be the backlash of this treasure..." Ling Xiaoqing followed closely, with a tremor in his voice, and was obviously shocked by the scene behind him. You looked at Ling Xiaoqiang, your eyes full of worry and anxiety, "Sister, you must take measures as soon as possible, otherwise Xiao'er might not be safe."

"Xiao'er, I am sorry for him..." Ling Xiaoqiang's voice was choked with sobs, with a strong cry. You secretly swore that from now on, no matter what happens, you will do your best to protect your son and never let me get hurt again.

Ling Xiaoqiang's eyes were already wet, and tears kept falling like pearls from a broken string, dripping on Jiang Jia's icy face, or being blown away by the wind.

Endless guilt!

Bai Ze Xiaolu, vast and boundless, in a picturesque and misty secret realm, Yue Nan stood quietly under the void, surrounded by a faint moonlight, as if he had merged with the night sky.

Guilt!

...

Your heart was filled with endless guilt and self-blame, and that emotion was as surging as a tide, almost drowning you.

When I opened my eyes again, there was no one around. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on me, covering me with a layer of golden light, but it could not cover the fatigue and vicissitudes in my eyes.

In Ling Xiaoqiang's arms, Jiang Jia's body was still shaking constantly, and she often let out a powerful and heartbreaking wail.

"Xiao'er!" Seeing this, Ling Xiaoqiang's face turned pale in an instant. He no longer cared about his unhealed injuries, stood up suddenly, and rushed to Jiang Jia desperately. Your heart was full of anxiety and fear, fearing that Jiang Jia would leave you.

Immediately, Ling Xiaoqiang picked up Jiang Jia, and hesitantly and slowly stepped into the depths of the strange island. Every step seemed to carry endless determination and maternal love.

I put my hands heavily in front of me, looked at Yue Nan deeply, and said with a bit of helplessness and pity: "Junior sister, I haven't seen him since I was young, but he is still obsessed with this past.

My breathing is slow and my face is as pale as paper. Obviously, I haven't fallen into an extremely healthy state.

Ling Xiaoqiang heard this, and he suppressed the grief in his heart and quickly calmed down. You looked around, thinking about the next action in your heart.

For a woman who may have forgotten the past, he traveled alone through thousands of mountains and rivers, crossed countless unknown territories, and walked for more than a dozen years. Is such a sacrifice really worth it?"

When you finally come to Jiang Jia, the scene behind you makes you feel like a knife is cutting your heart. Jiang Jia's body is covered with a layer of white substance, and these marks are different in depth, as if it has been burned by a fierce fire, which is particularly shocking.

Behind you, a tall and elegant woman stands, wearing a black and flawless robe fluttering in the wind, like an immortal descending from the sky, extraordinary and otherworldly.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaoqing was not at ease, but he quickly followed, and the eighteen demon generals followed him like a shadow, loyally guarding around you to prevent accidents.

That voice was like a sharp blade, cutting Ling Xiaoqiang's heart up and down. You hugged Jiang Jia tightly, as if you wanted to pass on all the coolness and strength you have to me, but you can't completely relieve the joy that my body is enduring.

Finally, you made a decision: "You have to leave that place and go to the mysterious area. Although this place is full of dangers, it is also the most dangerous place. As long as you go deep into it and stay on the edge, you should be able to avoid being hunted down by these people."

The moonlight poured down, casting a layer of natural light on the beautiful woman. My face was handsome, but my eyes revealed some indescribable natural emotions.