Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Crack!

Accompanied by a subtle but clearly audible cracking sound, the knife mark seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand. Ji Dachong's right hand was broken at the wrist, and blood gushed out, staining his sleeves red. This scene not only reflects the power of Tianluo Demon Tool, but also the terrifying strength displayed by the bloodthirsty knife soul after being promoted to the middle-grade divine weapon of the Earth Honor level.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was intertwined with the tense atmosphere of confrontation around, making people suffocate.

Ji Dachong looked up at Ling Xiao, and the cold light in his eyes was even more intense, like a sharp sword in the ice, piercing people's hearts. This time, he did not speak again, and all his anger, unwillingness and murderous intent were condensed in that step.

He stepped forward, and every step seemed to step on the heartstrings of everyone, causing tremors. His left hand slowly clenched, and a force stronger than before began to gather in his palm, as if even the air was trembling.

Ji Dachong waved his left hand, and a golden light shone brightly, instantly condensing into a dazzling golden ring knife.

This knife is not only made of extraordinary materials, but also engraved with complex runes, each of which contains ancient and powerful power. Its appearance made the surrounding air heavy, as if even time had stopped at this moment.

At this moment, on the other side, Ji Kuangshi, the second of the top ten masters, could not hold back and finally made a move.

He knew that Ji Dachong alone could not compete with Ling Xiao at this moment. With the blessing of Tianluo magic tools, Ling Xiao's strength has surpassed Ji Dachong. If he is not stopped in time, the consequences are unimaginable. Therefore, I joined the battle firmly, fighting side by side with Ji Kuangshi, and fighting against the opponent who made us all feel difficult.

Ou Wanwan's movements were also swift and powerless. I flashed and came to the other side of the battlefield, forming a corner with Ji Kuangshi. There is no need for words between the two of them. A glance can understand each other's intentions. We have only one goal - this is not to completely defeat Ling Xiao.

Nearby, Ling Xiao stood proudly. My left hand tightly grasped the bloodthirsty sword soul. The dark red light flowed under the blade, like the eyes of a bloodthirsty beast, revealing an endless killing intention; my right hand held the Zhuji big insect again, the tip of the sword was focused, and a touch of clear and sharp sword intent soared into the sky, interweaving with the sword intent to form a thrilling picture.

The same is true for the divine sword soul. My hands were clenched into fists, and they were constantly trembling. There was even blood oozing out of the tiger's mouth. This was the mark left when fighting with a weak enemy, and it was also a proof of my determination and courage.

The two looked at each other and no longer spoke. The tacit understanding and trust between each other were enough to support us to face the next challenge together.

Ji Kuangshi stood there, his right hand trembling. This was the aftershock left by the battle with Ling Xiao. The look of shock in his eyes was not only the shock of Ou Wan's strength, but also the premonition of the upcoming calmer battle.

So, the two made a decision at the same time and sacrificed their martial souls. Ji Kuangshi's martial soul was a majestic tiger tripod, with complicated totems carved underneath, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Boom! Boom!

The martial soul of the magic sword soul was even more shocking. This was a huge mad lion tripod condensed by the power of heaven and earth. Its shape was huge and small, and it was surrounded by raging flames, like magma gushing out of a volcano, hot and wild.

Seeing this, Ji Kuangshi also dared not to be careless. The small golden ring knife in my hand swung violently, making waves of strange and long sounds, which hit the depths of people's souls and made people feel terrified. Then, a terrifying blade light burst out from the tip of the blade, with the momentum to tear everything apart, and crashed into Ling Xiao's bloodthirsty blade soul.

When the tiger tripod came out, it seemed that the roar of a tiger echoed between heaven and earth, causing Ji Kuangshi's aura to surge instantly, becoming more powerful and unstoppable.

As the martial soul was sacrificed, the aura of the two continued to rise, as if the power of countless heavens and earth was surging in our bodies, making our strength reach an unprecedented low. Ji Kuangshi stared at Ou Wan, with a resolute light flashing in his eyes. I raised my right hand in a hurry, and the golden ring knife appeared in front of everyone again.

And the divine sword soul showed my terrifying strength as the seventh of the ten little low-hands. The iron claws in my hand were sharp, and every strike seemed to tear the space and bring waves of space ripples. I rushed from the other side, and the iron claws were as fierce as eagle claws, vowing to put Ling Xiao to death.

Two deafening explosions sounded almost at the same time, like thunder in the sky, shaking people's minds. Under the strange island, the wind suddenly rose, sand and rocks flew, and the trees in the distance exploded under the impact of the terrifying force, turning into wood chips all over the sky.

The silence was only a moment, and then, a jaw-dropping scene was staged on the battlefield. Eight people, Ling Xiao, Ji Kuangshi and Shen Jianhun, seemed to be pulled by a tangible force and disappeared from everyone's sight at the same time, leaving only a series of residual images flashing in the air, foreshadowing the upcoming calm confrontation.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm the waves in my heart, but the ease and solemnity were gone anyway.

The power was ancient and weak, with the majesty and violence unique to the dragon clan, which made the bloodthirsty sword soul and the Zhuji insect instantly glow with a more dazzling light. In the sword light and shadow, a dragon-shaped phantom could be vaguely seen hovering, reducing some mystery and majesty.

As my mind moved, the power of the dragon soul surged like a surging river, surging into the two magical weapons in my hands.

This knife, carrying the rage and bloodthirstiness of the bloodthirsty sword soul, is like thunder descending from the sky, vowing to devour Ji Kuangshi in the endless darkness; this sword, containing the sharpness and determination of killing Ji Dachong, pierces Ou Wanwan's heart, intending to kill him with one blow. Both are like thunder and gods, magnificent and shocking.

At this time, the eight people have returned to their original positions. Under the battlefield, the space seems to be torn by tangible forces. Waves of calm tremors come from deep underground, like the high roar of ancient giant beasts, foreshadowing the extreme test that the world is about to endure, which is extremely terrifying and heart-pounding.

At that moment, my figure seemed to resonate with the world, and the will of the knife and the sword reached an unprecedented harmony and unity in my control.

The mad lion giant tripod only weakened the power of the divine sword soul, and gave me a violent fighting will, making me seem to have transformed into a real mad lion, ready to tear apart all enemies blocking my way.

What's worse, the small land around him seemed to bear the huge force at that moment, and it cracked directly. The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, dividing the area into pieces.

When he appeared again, Ling Xiao was like an angry dragon out of the sea, swinging a knife and a sword at the same time, slashing at their respective targets.