Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"You dare!" The voice of the Demon Lord Phantom suddenly rose, with anger and anxiety that could not be concealed.

His figure swayed slightly in the void, and black air lingered, as if even the air around him was trembling. On that illusory face, anger and unwillingness intertwined. Obviously, Ling Xiao's words touched his reverse scale.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao's smile became even more intense. He slowly took a step forward, his eyes full of indifferent provocation:

"Why shouldn't I dare? You are just a phantom, what can you do to me? Tell me, do you plan to help, or watch the Black Sky Sword fall into the hands of others?

If you are willing to help, I will be able to save it today, and I will naturally do my best to make this sword shine again; but if you insist on not helping, this sword is just a hot potato in my hands. Giving it to the Holy Hall can not only save my life, but also let this sword change its owner. Why not?"

His words were a bit rogue and cunning, but also revealed an unquestionable firmness. Ling Xiao knew that the Black Sky Sword in his hand was the hard work of the Demon Lord's clone, and it was also his only bargaining chip at the moment. He used this point to cleverly have a silent contest with the Demon Lord Phantom.

The Demon Lord Phantom heard this and became even more angry, but more helpless and unwilling. He knew that once the Black Sky Sword fell into the hands of the Holy Hall, not only would the Demon Sword itself be covered in dust, but it would also trigger a series of chain reactions, causing immeasurable impact on the Demon Sect.

It might even affect his escape plan.

Therefore, although he was unwilling in his heart, he could only compromise.

"Good or bad, his eldest son... count him as cruel!" The Demon Lord Phantom gritted his teeth and said, with neither anger nor resignation in his tone, "Forget it, you come to help him! But he told you to remember that the Black Sky Sword belongs to your Demon Sect, and he must do his best and not slack off at all!"

About an hour ago, when this white and dark power gradually dissipated, Han Lian also hurriedly recovered from this state. I opened my eyes, and they were shining with more hesitation and depth, as if they had undergone a transformation.

Although you are at a low level, if you can use the power of the sword, you can at most protect yourself and the people around you at a critical moment. As for the backlash and shortened life, so what? If you can't even save your life, what's the future and hope? "

I tightly grasped the hilt of the sword of the Demon Lord Han Lianzhen, feeling the majestic power contained in it, as if I could see myself holding this sword, cutting through thorns and marching forward on the road of martial arts.

The sword was not only simple and mysterious in shape, but also exuded a palpitating atmosphere, as if it contained the power to destroy the world. I stroked the sword heavily, feeling every wave of power flowing under it, and my heart was filled with desire and awe for the unknown power.

However, what was even more unbearable for me was the horrific scene that flooded into my mind - countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood intertwined into a series of horrifying pictures, and monsters and demons shuttled and roared in them, as if the whole world had turned into a miniature of the Demon Realm.

Ling Xiao's body trembled violently under the impact of that power, and every inch of his skin and every nerve seemed to be torn apart and in unbearable pain.

However, in the midst of that excitement and emotion, a harmonious voice broke The surrounding tranquility. The demon soul beast Ah Dai, the partner who usually looks honest but is actually smart, is now lying on the ground, with an unprecedented look of fear in his eyes.

Time seemed to become normal and fast at that moment, and every second seemed as long as a century.

After saying that, the figure of the Demon Lord Phantom seemed to be more solid, and a weak power surged out of his body, surrounding Ling Xiao and the Black Sky Sword, as if preparing for the upcoming refining process.

The voice of the Demon Lord Phantom echoed in the space like thunder, and every word contained an irresistible force. As I waved my left hand heavily, it seemed that the whole world changed color, and a majestic and deep white and dark power surged out like a tide, instantly enveloping Ling Xiao.

And Ling Xiao, with a slight smile on his lips, his eyes flashed with a light of success. I knew that I had not yet succeeded in gaining the upper hand in that contest.

"It's really a bad thing! "Ling Xiao's eyes were fixed on the Demon Lord Han Lian Zhen in his hand, and his heart was filled with indescribable excitement and emotion.

At that moment, Ling Xiao seemed to be in another dimension, and my mind and will were subjected to unprecedented tests.

I held Han Lian Zhen tightly, and my heart was full of expectations and confidence for the future. I knew that without the company and help of that sword, I would go further and more steadily on the road of martial arts.

The weakness of that power was far beyond Ling Xiao's imagination. It was just a manifestation of power, and it seemed to carry the endless terror and despair in the depths of the demon domain.

I smiled heavily, and at the same time, there was a hesitant light in my eyes: "Really? Even so, you can give up that sword. In that world where the weak are respected, strength is everything.

The shadow of the Demon Lord disappeared in an instant, but Ling Xiao knew that I had not gained precious wealth in that experience.

It said in a trembling voice: "He... He actually got the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword! It is one of the ten lesser divine swords under Bai Ze Xiaolu. Although it is ranked as one of the seven lesser treasures of the Demon Sect, its power is weak enough to drive many warriors crazy. However, his current realm is too far away from it. If he uses it weakly, he may suffer a very weak backlash and even shorten his lifespan!"

But at this moment, the Black Sky Sword seemed to have become a part of my body, connected to my flesh and blood, and connected to my mind. I could vaguely feel every wave of power in the sword, and even use that power to exert combat power beyond my own limit.

I gritted my teeth and tried to stay confused, so as to let my soul be devoured by that power. I knew that only by persisting could I have the opportunity to get the help of the Demon Lord and retreat to master the true power of the Black Sky Sword.

Speaking of that, Ling Xiao's tone became more resolute.

I knew that the path I chose was full of unknowns and safety, but I also doubted that as long as there was no faith in my heart and no road on my feet, nothing was possible.

Just as he was thinking, Ling Xiao's mind was suddenly torn apart by a deafening roar: "Ling Xiao, show up quickly, otherwise you will flatten the mysterious area. By then, he, his mother, and his close friends will all die!"

Han Lian was not surprised. Bai Ze Xiao Lu's ten small divine swords must be mortal things. At my current level, it would be wrong to use them. If I use them, there will be a very weak backlash, but there is no time. In order to survive, I can only fight.

When I looked at the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in my hand again, this feeling was completely different. After that, the Black Sky Sword was just a mortal weapon for me. Although it was sharp, it could not really resonate with me.