Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

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However, it is estimated that those who can get here are the real pride of heaven.

Non-chemical pill realm warriors cannot pass.

In the next level, Ling Xiao withstood the doubled soul pressure.

This time, what he got was a set of spiritism, holy spiritism.

To be honest, he hasn't got much soul magic, and now he uses the pupil arts passed on to him by his mother the most.

Although the power is good, it is not a powerful soul technique, which is somewhat helpless.

One more level.

Ling Xiao encountered a strong person in the first-level transformation pill realm.

After defeating it, Ling Xiao was rewarded with a spirit soldier.

Although this spirit soldier is still at level 7, it is the best spirit soldier at level 7.

Really integrated into the power of Saint Rune.

It is better than any weapon of Ling Xiao now.

Ling Xiao's current two spears are both high-ranking seven, without the power of Saint Rune.

At the same time, Haitang Shuiling, Long Wuji, and Xia Houjun all received similar rewards.

Few people have been able to go to the present.

Outside the holy city, a large number of warriors fell to the ground, not only injured, but also emaciated and lamented.

"We have ten masters of the wild rabbit clan, there are still ten left, I don't know if we can make it to the end!"

This time, the Wild Rabbit Clan had tens of thousands of people, and as a result, there were only ten left. This is an astonishing elimination rate.

I don't know what the situation is in other places, but it's probably the same.

"Don't worry, even if everyone else is eliminated, Ling Xiao will definitely not fail."

Ye Tu didn't just trust Ling Xiao, it was blind worship.

The four clans smiled wryly.

He hopes so.

After all, Ling Xiao is the person they think is most likely to be the inheritor. If he is eliminated, there is no hope.

In comparison, the situation of the Wild Rabbit Race is much better.

There has been no one on the Wild Elephant Clan for a long time.

Many tribes are like this.

It should be the wild rabbit clan or very lucky.

Ling Xiao moved on and found that the situation had changed.

The front is no longer a secret room, nor is it an arena.

It's a door.

There is only one door.

"There are big dead words written on it!"

There is also a couplet on the door.

"The living goes in, the dead goes out!"

What do you mean?

Ling Xiao stood there, thought for a moment, smiled slightly, and then walked into this terrifying door.

Undoubtedly, this is a link that tests wisdom.

Through this door, Ling Xiao came to the center of the holy city.

"Shui Ling, Long Wuji, Xia Houjun, Dongfang Longshen!"

A total of twelve people arrived here smoothly.

Four of them all knew Ling Xiao.

Black Mao didn't come in, probably because it didn't belong to the human race.

Everyone glanced at each other, then looked at the high platform in the middle of the hall.

There is a throne, and on the throne sits a person, lifelike.

"The living enters, the dead exits! But some people just can't understand it!"

Haitang Shuiling sighed.

Before the last level, there were hundreds of people.

But now, there are only twelve people left.

Some people withdrew, some died in that door.

In fact, the test of this level is nothing but courage.

Without distracting thoughts, bravely face everything. If you don't think about death, you won't die.

Once you think about it, then you will inevitably encounter terrible things in it, and there is a high probability that you will die in it.

These twelve people are not simple people.

"You are here!"

The figure above the throne spoke.

"senior!"

Everyone bowed.

Those who came in were all smart people, so why didn't they know that the phantom was the master here, a powerhouse of the great emperor level.

Even if it was just a phantom, it still brought terrifying pressure to everyone.

As if facing the fall of the sky.

That kind of power is really not something they can contend with. If the other party hadn't suppressed the coercion, they would have to faint here.

"The real emperor!"

Ling Xiao swallowed for a while, even he was a little nervous.

"Okay, let's not talk too much nonsense, you should all have obtained a set of holy spirit skills just now!

Now, I give you one day!

Introduce this holy spirit technique to practice.

If you don’t succeed, you can leave! "

The emperor said lightly.

Everyone hurriedly dug out the spirit of just now and began to look at it.

Holy Spirituality, how difficult it is.

It's really hard to get started in one day of cultivation.

So some people are angry.

"Damn it, I have gone through all my hardships to get here, and I'm going to be played like this by your phantom, huh, I don't believe it, I can't get the treasure here!"

An old man suddenly made a move and slammed to the throne.

However, after a while, he turned into a puddle of mud.

Although it's just a phantom.

But the great emperor just tapped.

A terrifying holy pattern appeared in the void.

The man died.

This scene shocked everyone and finally understood the horror of this great emperor.

"Whoever doesn't want to continue, can leave now. I didn't let you learn the Saint Rune. I gave you a chance.

If you can't successfully practice this holy spirit technique within a day, you don't deserve to be my inheritor.

You have gone through a lot of hardships, yes, but you have also received corresponding rewards, shouldn't you be happy? "

The emperor said coldly.

Everyone dared not say anything, they all began to concentrate on comprehending spiritism.

Ling Xiao took out the piece of memory metal.

A large amount of memories poured into his soul sea.

This set of spiritism is called "Meteorism".

It is actually a terrifying holy high-grade spirit technique.

Although it is not the best, it is not the best.

But when the vast number of pill-forming experts were still cultivating saint-level low-rank and saint-level middle-rank martial arts, this upper-rank high-rank spirit technique was especially terrifying.

Meteorite is very simple.

Summon earth element and fire element with soul power to condense the power of meteorite.

The power is quite terrifying.

Ling Xiao felt that his current attack methods were a bit too single.

Abundance is urgently needed.

This meteorology is a supplement.

When the Holy Rune technique is not used ~www.readwn.com~ it is simply a big killer move.

Soon one day passed.

Everyone opened their eyes.

The emperor said lightly: "Condense your meteorism."

Among the crowd, only Ling Xiao could do it.

The emperor showed a little surprise smile.

It seems that even he didn't expect that he could succeed.

Originally, I was holding the attitude of trying.

"Well, everyone else, you can leave now!"

The emperor didn't wait for others to speak, he waved his hand and sent the others out, together with the corpse.

"Boy, you honestly explain, what realm has your spirit power reached?"

The emperor asked.

"Don't dare to deceive seniors, my spirit power has reached the first stage of the spirit pill realm!"

Ling Xiao said.

"No wonder! No wonder!"

The emperor smiled.

"At a young age, soul power is so terrifying, you should be a reincarnation?"

"Not bad!"

In front of this great emperor, Ling Xiao only hoped to keep the secret of the Overlord Martial Soul, other secrets, if you can, let's talk about it.

Otherwise, the opponent is absolutely capable of killing him easily.

"Do you want to know who I am?"

The emperor suddenly smiled and asked.

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