Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

However, facing this seemingly deadly situation, Ling Xiao did not show any panic. A light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, he moved slightly, and a layer of black and complex patterns suddenly covered his whole body, which was the unique mark of Tianluo Magic Tool.

As the Tianluo Magic Tool was activated, an ancient and powerful breath emanated from his body, as if some dormant power was being awakened.

"To kill Ji Hong, only the Tianluo Magic Tool can cooperate with the Earth Dragon Technique." Ling Xiao muttered in his heart. He knew that this was the last bargaining chip for the decisive battle between him and Ji Hong.

Tianluo Magic Tool, this legendary treasure, can not only provide him with powerful defense and attack capabilities, but more importantly, it can complement his Earth Dragon Technique and exert unimaginable power.

Fortunately, it has been several days since he last used the Tianluo Magic Tool. According to the rules of the Tianluo Magic Tool, he can use this treasure again at this time.

Moreover, with the breakthrough of his cultivation, his control over the Tianluo magic tool has also been greatly improved, and the backlash force has naturally been reduced a lot. Thinking of this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but sneer. This is simply a godsend opportunity. It's a waste not to use it!

When Ji Hong finally realized that the aura around Ling Xiao suddenly became violent and powerful, the instantaneous change was like a thunderbolt that did not allow him to react at all.

He was horrified to find that the distance between him and Ling Xiao was so close that he could almost feel the warmth of the other's breath. This sudden sense of crisis made his heart sink suddenly, but it was too late.

"Puff!"

A crisp and decisive sound cut through the air, and the bloodthirsty knife was like the sickle of the god of death. It penetrated Ling Xiao's defense with lightning speed and deeply pierced my trembling heart. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and Ling Xiao's eyes were full of disbelief and despair.

In the midst of the chaos and panic, Ji Hong swung the sword in his hand heavily, and a dazzling sword light was like a meteor that cut through the sky, instantly swallowing everything around.

Under the effect of that force, the blood and qi in Ling Xiao's body quickly lost, my face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and my body gradually became full with screams, as if the vitality was taken away bit by bit by a tangible hand.

Looking across the mess on the ground, Ji Hong's eyes flashed with determination. I realized that if I want to continue to improve, I must find a weaker opponent, like Ling Xiao, to satisfy the desire for the finiteness of the skills.

Then, the unique pattern under the bloodthirsty knife seemed to come alive, and a strange energy spread from the blade to Ling Xiao's whole body. It was the "bloodthirsty" power unique to the bloodthirsty knife that was stimulated.

After swallowing the blood and qi essence of all the warriors on the battlefield, Ji Hong closed his eyes and concentrated, expecting the surge and breakthrough of his cultivation. However, what surprised me was that the barrier of the realm was still strong and indestructible, with no signs of loosening.

However, in that life-and-death moment, not everyone could remain calm and insensitive. Some were still in a daze, while others tried to organize resistance, but it was all useless.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhan was not the least bit firm, and his figure suddenly rushed forward, like a flash of lightning that cut through the night sky and ran straight into the distance. My face was full of solemnity and ease, and every step was taken at an extreme speed, just to stay away from the center of the disaster that was about to erupt.

"Run!" Jiang Lianheng's exclamation broke through the air, with a trace of unconcealable fear and anxiety.

The hundreds of warriors who besieged Ji Hong, whether they were the dozen Tongtian realm weaklings of the Jiang family or the hundreds of Wen Dayong warriors of the Ji family, seemed so satisfied and satisfied on that sword light.

Thinking of this, I looked in the direction where Jiang Zhan and others were fleeing, a hot light flashed in my eyes, and I had no more thoughts in my mind.

Especially the two Tongtian Realm low-hands of the Ji family, although our cultivation is strong, we showed amazing speed and desire to survive at the critical moment of life and death.

My eyes were wide open, and my gaze was fixed on Ji Hong. Outside, an unprecedented terrifying aura was surging wildly with the activation of the Tianwu Soul Realm, as if even the world was changing color. I knew that once Ji Hong fully released that power, no one present would be able to escape.

Our bodies seemed to be torn apart by tangible power, turning into dots of light and dissipating in the air, leaving only screams and residual images all over the ground.

We were either terrified, shocked, or fortunate, but in one case we were desperately fleeing from the place full of death.

As Wenda's breath completely dissipated, Ji Hong hurriedly retracted the bloodthirsty knife, and a simple color flashed in his deep eyes. I am not a bloodthirsty person, but in a world where the strong prey on the weak, I must be weak to protect myself and the people around me.

For Ji Hong, the improvement of that realm is not just a complex increase or decrease in strength, but also an important if on my path of cultivation. I know that in the path of martial arts, every step must be down-to-earth, and that breakthrough has undoubtedly laid a more solid foundation for my future path of cultivation.

The helplessness was like a hot water pouring on my head, and I couldn't help but frown. I thought to myself, could it be that the greed of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art is proportional to its own strength? The weaker it is, the more blood and qi it needs?

That sword was clean and neat, without any drag, as if the whole world was still.

When the sword light dissipated and the dust settled, the entire battlefield was dead silent, with only a few people still left in the world-Jiang Lianheng, Jiang Zhan, Huang Xiangu, and the two low-level Tongtian Realm 1st level of the Ji family.

Huang Xiangu also reacted quickly. Her heavy body was like a nimble swallow, drawing graceful arcs in the air and quickly distanced herself from the chaotic crowd. A simple look flashed in her eyes, showing neither shock at Ji Hong's strength nor deep fear of unknown safety.

"Since you have chosen that path, there is no turning back." Ji Hong said loudly, and with a move, he chased after him like a ghost. The blessing of the Tianwu Soul Realm doubled my speed, but more importantly, I wanted to kill as few enemies as possible after it became ineffective, so as not to waste that power.

"You... how could you..." Ling Xiao's voice was intermittent, full of resentment and doubt. I understood until my death why I was so cautious and careless, but I still couldn't escape death in the end. I clearly hadn't made perfect preparations, but I still didn't expect Ji Hong to burst out with such amazing power in such a short time.

Our figures were like two blurred lights and shadows, shuttling between the dense forests and mountains, leaving only a series of slow and chaotic footsteps, echoing in the land shrouded by death.

Before swallowing Ling Xiao's blood essence, Ji Hong felt an unprecedented power surging in his body, which was a sign of a breakthrough. I closed my eyes and felt it. A moment ago, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of my mouth - my cultivation level was successfully promoted from the eighth level of Luo Mo Ju to the seventh level of Luo Mo Ju at that moment.