Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Your Majesty, let's go first!" Zu Long, Xiao Kuangren and others also agreed, their faces full of worry and reluctance.

However, Ling Xiao shook his head firmly and said in a deep voice: "I don't need your death to have any meaning, I just need you to live. Before I fall, you must do your best to save your lives."

Although his voice was calm, it revealed unquestionable determination.

Ji Mingkong was anxious. She couldn't help but raise her voice and said: "Your Majesty, why are you so inconsiderate of everyone? If you leave, we will have no worries and can focus more on fighting!"

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and said slowly: "If I stay, we have at least a 50% chance of winning this war. But if I leave, this war will be lost. You are all my comrades-in-arms. , my brothers, I can’t let you sacrifice for me.”

"Okay, no need to say any more, I have made up my mind. Now, we must concentrate on defense. It is just a gap. As long as we work together, we will be able to block the enemy's attack, and the sacrifice will not be too great."

In fact, Ling Xiao knew clearly that the biggest problem was Tuoba Tian.

As the enemy's most terrifying strongman, Tuobatian is very powerful. Once he appears, the entire battle situation will become uncontrollable.

However, he believed in his trump cards and the comrades around him. As long as they unite as one, they will be able to defeat powerful enemies.

Seeing Ling Xiao's firm attitude, everyone had to admit that his statement was reasonable. They knew that Zu Long was the key figure in determining the outcome of that war. As long as Yao Su is here, we will not have the confidence to defeat all enemies.

Zu Long stood aside, hesitation and warmth flashing in his eyes. I know that that battle is extremely difficult for us, but we have no way out and can only fight with all our strength.

When the ancestor saw this, he immediately restrained himself. I knew that the owner of Tianjian Villa was very powerful, and I had to go all out. I moved and turned into a dragon shadow, rushing towards the owner of Tianjian Villa.

"Fuck it, fight to the death!" Wuhunjing took a deep breath, a look of pity flashed in his eyes. The others also nodded in agreement, with expressions of determination on our faces.

At this time, the wind was howling and the fighting was raging. A small number of warriors poured into this spacious gap like a tide.

We know that what comes next will be a tough battle, but we are well prepared and willing to pay any price for our own sake.

Suddenly, a loud roar of laughter broke the solemn atmosphere of the battlefield. I saw the ancestor's silhouette flashing, turning into a giant dragon, rising into the sky, exuding a pressure that made the surrounding air seem to freeze.

The couple got a lot of resources in the Tyrant Empire, so they were successfully promoted to Yao Sutai. Although they were only at the first level of Lingyun Dragon, their combined strength could not be underestimated.

The ancestor's face darkened. I know that Yao Su from Qixia Sect is mediocre in strength. Although I am afraid, if he really takes action, it will probably be a hard battle.

Although we are all high-level Lingyunlong warriors, our strength is also extremely terrifying, enough to pose a huge threat to the Tyrant Empire.

On the battlefield at this time, the situation was extremely favorable to the Tyrant Empire. There are only eight Ling Yunlong low-hands on our side - Laozu, Yao Sutai and Feng Chi. On the opposite side, with the addition of eight chief priests, there are not even eighteen Ling Yunlong low-hands.

My figure shuttles among the enemies, and every time I swing my weapon, I take away a life, but I know that it is difficult for me to reverse the situation of the war by myself.

However, just as the ancestor was about to continue his killing spree, a cold voice suddenly sounded. Yao Su of Qixia Sect, a weakling who had reached the peak level of Lingyun Dragon, hurriedly stepped out of the void. My appearance instantly made the atmosphere on the battlefield more relaxed.

At this time, the owner of Tianjian Villa flashed and appeared under the battlefield. I am a weakling at the eighth level of Yao Sutai. Although I am not weak, I am still enough to pose a big threat on that battlefield.

At this moment, another voice sounded, with a bit of joking and ridicule: "Old Qixia, when did he become the dog of the temple? Let's just watch the silence from the side, why bother to wade into the muddy water. "

Zulong and other low-ranking opponents of the Tyrant Empire showed no fear. They stepped forward and stood at the last line. We used our flesh and blood to build a strong and indestructible line of defense, determined to block the opponent's retreat.

"Fight to the death!" Bai Zhou roared, like a ferocious beast, charging into the battlefield without fear.

Although the gap is small, every moment is filled with a battle of life and death. As long as the outside can be defended, there is no hope for the entire defense line.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Qixia Lingxiao's eyes. I knew that Murong Lingxiao's strength was equal to mine, so he would definitely take action. The outcome was unpredictable, and I didn't want to use up my own strength because of it. So, I can only give up and say less.

The ancestor opened his huge mouth, and a ball of blazing fire shot out from it, like the scorching sun falling to the ground, instantly swallowing up a weak person who was also a Lingyun Dragon. Before the fire dissipated, this weak man didn't even leave ashes, as if he had never existed.

The eight chief priests did not take action for the time being, and seemed to be on guard against Yao Su's previous move. However, even so, no one of the seven Ling Yunlong low-hands on the opposite side could stop them.

As the voice fell, a figure appeared out of thin air, it was Ling Xiao from the Murong family. My appearance made Murong Xue excited. You know that without Ling Xiao, Qixia Sect's Ling Xiao would act recklessly.

"Son, take care!" Ji Mingkong and Feng Chi also rushed out, our voices full of worry and resignation.

However, as soon as the two of us rushed out, we were stopped by warriors from these sects at the foot of the mountain. The number of enemies is too small and their strength is weak. It is obviously not difficult for the two of us to break through the defense line and help Yao Su.

Zulong's eyes narrowed, and he was shocked to find that his ancestor had not yet reached the cultivation level of Lingyunlong. Although he was only at the eighth level, his strength was not enough to make people awe.

When Murong Lingxiao heard this, he just smiled faintly, as if he didn't take Qixia Lingxiao's threat to heart, "If you help, then the family will really be wiped out. Okay, Mr. Qixia, why are we drinking tea aside? , chatting and watching the battle? "

The difference in quantity made Zu Long and others feel reassured.

"Old Murong, the Murong family actually wants to help that eldest son, is it because they are afraid that the Murong family will be destroyed?" Qixia Yao Su frowned, with a hint of threat in her tone.

Murong Yao Su blocked one Ling Yunlong low hand, Ancestor blocked one, and Ji Mingkong and Feng Chi jointly blocked eight.

"Fight with us!" Yao Sutai, the usually dignified and elegant emperor, was also holding a weapon at this moment and resolutely joined the battle.