Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Following the movement of the Saint Pattern Master, a dazzling light emitted from the magic circle, as if it was about to light up the entire sky.

Under the power of this army, the entire giant tree fortress fell into tension and fear.

Countless warriors gathered together and nervously watched the battlefield in the distance, their hearts filled with worry and uneasiness.

And those weaker warriors were frightened to the point of turning pale and at a loss.

However, in this chilling atmosphere, there is also an unyielding fighting spirit burning.

Those warriors in the army have firm eyes and decisive expressions. They know that they shoulder the responsibility and mission of protecting their homeland.

They put life and death aside and are determined to fight this army to the end.

Soon, the army arrived 10,000 meters away from the giant tree fortress and stopped.

Several Feitian realm experts rose into the sky, looking down at the giant tree fortress and Ling Xiao, with strong confidence and disdain in their eyes.

"No wonder the other party is so confident. It seems that he has hired help, and there are already ten Feitian realm warriors among them!"

"I roughly know their identities."

Our shouts and screams echoed in the cold wind, but we were unable to break the terrifying formation.

The sword body trembled and made a high buzzing sound, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, or a phoenix dancing and a crane roaring.

A bone-corroding formation destroyed at least half of the combat power of the seven-race coalition.

"Isn't that too much for him?"

Xuan Bing's Aotian Sword Spirit has not yet been slashed.

But the shock brought by that sword can be imagined.

"It feels really wrong, let's do it!"

Zulong replied.

Ling Xiao smiled. He had heard the previous conversation between Mo Ying and the bloody guardian. Although the other party did not reveal the name of the organization, it must be an ambitious organization. After all, even the Holy Church wanted to overthrow it.

Promotion!

Don’t you know that Lin Hang’s organization is the same as that organization?

At the tip of the sword, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged crazily, forming bright beams of light that shot straight into the sky, shocking people's hearts.

Just when I was thinking about that, the ancestor of the Ye family on the opposite side spoke: "Xuan Bing, is he still going to fight stubbornly? With that kind of lineup, does he think he has no way to win?"

That time, I didn't have anything to hide. The Aotian Sword was controlled by the Aotian Sword Spirit and slashed towards the crowd.

As the sound sounded, the ground stopped shaking, and ice spikes emerged from the ground, like the tentacles of death, stabbing at Xiaojun's feet crazily.

I understand where Xuan Bing got the confidence to dare to fight alone.

Promotion!

"kill!"

"Roar--"

This sword seemed to come from the ancient sky. Its power was enough to shake the world, and its tragic power was enough to make ghosts and gods weep.

The ancestor of the Ye family frowned.

Wherever the sword edge passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, revealing a pitch-white void.

Xuan Bing's eyes revealed a touch of heat, and immediately, he jumped and charged towards the small enemy army.

We may marvel, lament, or stand in awe of the sword that shocked the heavens and the gods. But the owner of this sword looked cold and indifferent, as if he had everything under control.

Aoshi Chengwu, who possesses terrifying strength comparable to the eighth level of the Divine Transformation Realm, can imagine the power of that sword.

At that time, a melodious and strange sound sounded, as if it was a call from the depths of hell.

Where the sword pointed, the wind and clouds changed color, the thunder roared, and the heaven and earth trembled.

Promotion!

Continuous promotions!

Xuan Bing had not yet entered the castle at this time. Looking at the crowd rushing over, he smiled slightly and swallowed a handful of pills.

In the high-sky bone-eroding formation, the temperature rose slowly, as if you were in a world of ice and snow. The bodies of the soldiers were covered with frost, our weapons and armor became light and neat, and our actions became hasty and smart.

Shi Cheng felt that his realm was directly promoted from the seventh level of the Divine Soul Realm to the fourth level of the Divine Soul Realm!

When everyone saw this, they were moved.

Xuan Bing asked lightly.

Before that, the Lingxiao Bone Erosion Formation that had been arranged long ago was activated.

That sword was not only a fatal blow to the enemy, but also a provocation and declaration of war against heaven, earth, ghosts and gods.

We were rushing towards the huge fortress at the rear with ferocity. However, we knew that a more terrifying and deadly formation had not yet been quietly launched.

Ling Xiao asked.

In the end, in the endless cold and death, countless warriors from the seven-race alliance collapsed completely and became victims of the Lingxiao Bone Erosion Formation.

The white ape roared and followed the monster beast army and rushed back.

In the future, compared to less than 100,000, it may be less.

"It's true that it's not much. It's over. It's over. Even if we give them some more time, I guess they might be able to call some decent reinforcements. This is the end of it."

That sword killed at most a thousand warriors, and among those thousands of warriors were those in the Godless Transformation Realm and the Divine Body Realm.

The entire small army was struggling against the ravages of the Lingxiao Bone Erosion Formation like a giant beast swallowed by ice and snow.

Immediately afterwards, a biting chill came from all directions, making the soldiers in the small army tremble.

There was a chilling atmosphere between the heaven and the earth, and the sword light flickered, like meteors piercing the night sky, and like the Milky Way pouring down for four days.

In that war, the skilled soldiers were useless, so Xuan Bing did not send us out.

"Do you know your identity?"

We were horrified to find that a thick layer of frost had melted under our weapons and armor.

Zulong said calmly.

After a moment of shock, no one could react. The ancestor of the Ye family roared: "Kill me!"

The sword energy spread vertically and horizontally, cutting the air, forming tangible sword energy storms, splitting the surrounding scenery instantly and turning it into powder.

Suddenly, the sky became clear and dark clouds seemed to cover the whole world in white darkness.

What's even more surprising is that Xuan Bing actually took action directly.

The soldiers panicked and fled in all directions, but they were unable to escape the endless cold and death.

"Are they just those people?"

For a moment, these weaklings didn't even react.

After all, Shi Chengcai was just a warrior in the divine realm, and moreover, he was only at the seventh level of the divine realm.

But in that battle, Xuan Bing's life must be taken. That big guy is too terrifying. If things develop like this, the vengeance of our seven clans will be completely avenged.

"Qixia Sect, Murong Family, Shengtang, but there are still two people whose identities are unknown."

Naturally, my realm is constantly improving.

These ice spikes are like devil's claws, tearing apart our bodies and souls mercilessly.

Although few people died, we were injured and were very passive in the Lingxiao Bone Erosion Formation.

In the end, the sword edge trembled again, the sword light converged, and everything fell into place.

In the vast underground area, a huge enemy army formed a chaotic formation, their armor flashing and their flags flying.

But the coalition of seven ethnic groups is fierce.

Following Ba Tianqi fiercely, he rushed back from the enemy formation!

No one expected Xuan Bing to be so reckless.

After all, a small part of those killed in that one kill were in the Divine Transformation Realm and Divine Body Realm, and each one brought a huge improvement to Xuan Bing.