Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

However, Ling Xiao did not back down. He knew that he could not stop here, otherwise all his previous efforts would be in vain. He clenched his fists, mobilized the power of the Five Elements Dragon Soul in his body, and prepared to start a fierce battle with this tiger monster.

After a fierce battle, Ling Xiao finally killed the tiger monster with the help of his tenacious will and the power of the Five Elements Dragon Soul.

When the monster dissipated, an abundant amount of spiritual energy poured into Ling Xiao's body. He felt as if his body had been washed by this spiritual energy, and all fatigue and pain were relieved at this moment.

But at this time, Ling Xiao's body was covered with scars. Each scar was like being scratched by a sharp blade, going deep into the skin and causing bone-piercing pain.

He looked at the still long and arduous spiritual road ahead, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He knew that if he continued to move forward, he might lose his life.

"Are we going to stop here?" Ling Xiao stood there, filled with reluctance.

He looked back, and the distance he had traveled seemed to be a hurdle in his heart. He didn't want to give up so easily. However, the reality was before his eyes. His physical strength was close to its limit. If he continued to move forward, he would undoubtedly be seeking death.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his body.

This breath swept out like a violent storm, instantly making the surrounding air buzz. Ling Xiao was stunned. He felt that this breath came from the long-dormant Tyrant Martial Spirit in his body.

The Tyrant Martial Spirit, as Ling Bi's smallest trump card, has always been silent in my body. It is all-encompassing, able to integrate all things, and has a power that is incomparably weak.

I walked slower and slower, and at the end I even started to gallop. My figure shuttled slowly under the sky, like a bolt of lightning across the night sky.

"God helps you!" Ling Bi was ecstatic in her heart, and I understood that it was the help given to me by the Tyrant Martial Spirit. Under the protection of that power, I was restrained by the terrifying coercion in the sky and could not fully display my strength.

"Huh? Is there no one outside here?" Ling Bi's sight captured a figure of Ming Dong deep in the sky.

The young man seemed to be aware of Ling Bi's gaze. I opened my eyes hurriedly, and there was a sharp light in my eyes, like two rays of sword light directed at Ling Bi's back.

Along the way, I gained a lot, and I didn't even get a full eighty pieces of broken Tianling Crystal. Those heavenly spirit crystals are crystal clear and contain weak spiritual energy. They are extremely precious treasures for cultivators.

However, at that critical moment, Tyrant Martial Spirit actually woke up on his own initiative. It sensed Lingbi's plight and willingness, and decided to help me.

I laughed, my laughter full of confidence and pride. I know that without the help of Tyrant Martial Spirit, although Ling Xiao is terrifying, he is no longer an insurmountable obstacle in front of me.

What's even more surprising is that the young man's cultivation has not yet reached the True Martial Spirit Realm, and from the outside, I am still extremely young. Such talent and strength made Ling Bi look at that young man with admiration.

"He has been so bad for many years," the young man secretly admired in his heart, "Why have you never seen this person before? How can he go so deep and still be so nervous?" There was an impulse in my heart to make friends with Ling Bi, but Finally, he held back.

There was a flash of surprise and curiosity in my eyes, and I was obviously attracted by Fu Shu's strength and temperament.

Ling Bi was full of confidence. I knew that without Bafu Shuling's help during that trip to Lingxiao, I would be able to proceed more smoothly. No matter how afraid I am of any challenge, I only hope to find fewer opportunities in the sky and make myself stronger.

I know that in Lingxiao, everyone has no own path to take, and too few intersections may disrupt each other's plans. Therefore, I just stared at Ling Bi's back silently until Ling Bi disappeared from sight.

Before laughing for a moment, Ling Bi took a deep breath and quickly retracted the seven-element dragon soul released during the battle. I closed my eyes, concentrated my mind, and only released the power of Ba Fu Shuling.

I will embark on the journey again and keep going until I reach my destination.

Any pressure that tries to get closer will seem to be pushed away by a tangible force the moment it touches the edge of the field, and it is impossible to get closer to Ling Bi.

However, in the past battles, Lingbi did not use it frequently because it consumes so little energy that once used excessively, it would cause a minimal burden on me.

Ling Bi continued to walk under Ling Xiao, her heart filled with anticipation and excitement. I didn't know this young man's feelings, I only focused on my own goals and gains.

For nearly an hour, I ran tens of thousands of feet, but I didn't encounter any monsters transformed by spiritual energy.

At this time, Fu Shu, walking under the sky, seemed to be a different person. My steps were very slow, almost as fast as flying. Every step you take seems to span a distance of several meters, which is amazing.

Ling Bi was stunned. I felt the changes around me and felt a surge of ecstasy in my heart. How could I forget that my best trump card is always Ba Fu Shuling! That weak existence has been guarding me silently, waiting to step forward when I need it.

However, this person's sword martial soul is obviously on the same level as Linglu's. Although they are both sword martial souls, Linglu's sword martial soul is definitely at the top level.

Those monsters were originally a small threat to Ling Xiao, but they seemed to be scared and hid after being dispelled by the Tyrant Martial Soul. They dared not to appear again.

The most eye-catching thing was that there was a long sword floating above the man's head. This was not a physical entity, but a weak and strong breath condensed, obviously a martial soul.

Ling Bi's eyes flashed with surprise, because I found that this sword martial soul was very similar to the sword martial soul of Ling Lu that I had seen before. That was not only because of their similar shapes, but also because the breath they exuded was sharp and majestic.

With the release of that power, a tangible field seemed to form around me, twisting the surrounding space almost into the void.

It was not tens of thousands of feet away from the entrance. I thought that there were few people in such a deep place, but I didn't expect to see a familiar figure there. The figure was dressed in a green shirt, fluttering in the wind, looking elegant and restrained.

With the awakening of the Tyrant Martial Soul, the surrounding pressure disappeared instantly. These pressures that were originally like mountains pressing down on Ling Bi were now pushed away by a tangible force and avoided.

However, Ling Bi did not come back to talk. I knew that in Ling Xiao, everyone had their own goals and plans, and too little communication might bring unnecessary trouble. Therefore, I just nodded slightly and continued to walk back.