Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

However, Ling Xiao seemed tireless. He kept attacking and was knocked away. Every time he fell, he stood up more fiercely. The light of the Tianluo magic tool flickered around him. It was his only support and the key to his persistence.

If this artifact had not been completely ineffective, Ling Xiao would have been wiped out by Ji Tianyan's powerful offensive.

The people around were shocked and puzzled when they saw this scene. They couldn't understand why Ling Xiao was so persistent, and they didn't understand what he wanted to achieve. In the eyes of many people, Ling Xiao's behavior at this moment had lost his mind and was completely struggling in vain.

At this time, on the other side of the battlefield, Jiang Xiqing was surrounded by the faint light of the remaining Soul Locking Pearl. Although the light was dim, it contained determination and unyielding. She clenched her teeth, and her eyes flashed with a resolute light, as if she wanted to concentrate all her strength at this moment.

With her angry shout, the Soul-Locking Pearl finally released the last bit of power. This power was like a violent torrent, instantly submerging Ji Xiong and killing him invisibly. Only Ji Xiong's unwilling roar and the gradually dissipating energy fluctuations were left in the air.

At the same time, exciting news came from the battlefield on the other side. The thirteen demon generals, these once unknown existences, unexpectedly collectively ushered in a breakthrough in their realm at the critical moment of life and death. Their auras suddenly soared, as if they were reborn.

They cooperated tacitly and launched a round of fierce attacks together, directly hitting Ji Bai and giving him a fatal blow. In this short period of time, two of the four masters of the Ji family were killed, and the situation on the battlefield was instantly reversed.

Ji Tianyan noticed all this, frowned, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes. He quickly turned back, his eyes swept across the battlefield, and finally fixed on the gradually dissipating energy fluctuations.

Anger and unwillingness intertwined in his heart, but he knew that now was not the time to be distracted. He took a deep breath, raised his hand, and prepared to launch another attack to save the Ji family from decline.

However, at this critical moment, a determined figure appeared in front of Ji Tianyan like a ghost, blocking his way. Although the figure was in a mess, his clothes were torn and covered with scars, his eyes flashed with unyielding light. It was Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was once again knocked away by Ji Tianyan's powerful force. His body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground. But he did not stop. He endured the severe pain in his body and struggled to stand up again.

His hands were clenched into fists, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, and blood was dripping, but he seemed to feel no pain. He just stared at Ji Tianyan, his eyes full of determination and determination.

"Ji Tianyan, don't think about hurting anyone again!" Ling Xiao's voice was hoarse and firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Ji Tianyan looked at Ling Xiao, and hatred surged in his eyes. He sneered and said, "Ling Xiao, you really want to die. I originally planned to keep your life to ask some questions, but now it seems that you are no longer useful, I can only kill you!" After that, he raised his hand again, ready to launch a more fierce attack.

However, at this critical moment, the Tianluo magic tool on Ling Xiao's body, which had given him endless power, seemed to have completed its mission and began to fall off slowly.

Each fragment flashed with a strange light. They circled and intertwined in the air, and finally turned into a stream of light, re-integrated into Ling Xiao's body, and disappeared without a trace.

With the return of the Tianluo magic tool, the aura around Ling Xiao also began to weaken sharply. The once heart-pounding sense of tyranny quickly dissipated, replaced by an indescribable weakness and fatigue.

At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He sat on the ground weakly, his body trembling slightly, and even the strength to look up at Ji Tianyan was almost exhausted. His eyes were full of complex colors, with unwillingness, helplessness, and deep reflection on his own strength.

He knew that even if he had reached an unprecedented height with the help of the power of the Tianluo magic tool, it was not his own power after all and could not last long.

"Ha! Hahaha!" Seeing this, Ji Tianyan couldn't help but laugh out loud. In that laugh, there was both mockery of Ling Xiao's current situation and pride in his victory. "External force is external force after all. No matter how you rely on it, it can't really belong to you, let alone be a solid backing for you to protect yourself." Ji Tianyan's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Ling Xiao's heart, making him feel a stab of pain.

As he said this, he moved slightly and was about to launch an offensive, but suddenly, his face changed suddenly, as if he had encountered something incredible.

His eyes quickly swept around, and the solemnity and vigilance that condensed in an instant revealed his inner uneasiness. An inexplicable chill spread quietly in the air, causing him to shiver involuntarily. It was a kind of fear from the depths of his soul, as if something terrifying was about to come.

Then, the ground began to tremble, and tiny cracks spread at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, dazzling holy patterns slowly emerged from the ground like awakened ancient totems.

These holy patterns intertwined and eventually gathered into a huge and complex formation, covering a space of a hundred feet in radius. The power contained in it was palpitating.

As the formation took shape, waves of dark aura spread like substance, carrying depression and despair, as if they could devour all light and vitality.

At the same time, a breath of death followed closely behind, cold and piercing, making people involuntarily think of the endless abyss and eternal silence. And between the two, there is also a hint of the breath of the netherworld, which is ethereal, but omnipresent, like a ghost entangled with every living being who senses its existence.

This is the "Immortal Ghost Formation" that Ling Xiao carefully arranged and has just mastered. The power of this formation is enough to scare any strong man, and the netherworld power contained in it can erode the soul and make people slowly die in despair.

Recalling the previous things, Ling Xiao's attack seemed fierce and unmatched, but in fact it was hidden. He cleverly used the Daluo Tianmo Shadow Clone as a cover and quietly completed the arrangement of the formation.

At the same time, the assistance of the Tianmo Formation Plate made this process even more powerful, making the entire formation process almost seamless, just like Ling Xiao himself arranged the formation.

Although the air was inevitably filled with the aura of the formation, Ling Xiao cleverly used the Seven Killing Formation he had previously cast as a cover, successfully attracting Ji Tianyan's attention elsewhere.

In addition, he continued to use attacks as bait, further confusing Ji Tianyan's judgment, making him completely unaware of the subtle changes taking place around him.