Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao recalled the Demon Soul King's previous description of the five qi demon spirits. Those demon spirits each had different attributes of aura, and were powerful and elusive.

If he was really besieged by a large group of demon spirits, no matter how high his cultivation level was, he might not be able to resist it. This unknown danger made him feel a chill in his heart.

However, at this moment, the secret of the Demon Spirit Sect emerged in his mind. That was the main purpose of his trip, and the truth he had always longed to find. He knows that there is a way to open the Demon Spirit Sect ahead, and there may be the power and secrets he has been pursuing hidden there.

Such a temptation made him irresistible. Even in the face of great danger, he still wanted to give it a try.

He clenched his fists, his heart filled with unwillingness and determination. He understood that if he chose to retreat now, all the preparations he had made before would be in vain. Moreover, he could not accept the fact that he had given up pursuing the truth because he was afraid of danger.

So, he gritted his teeth and finally made a decision. He took a deep breath to calm down the fluctuations in his heart, and then decided to move forward. He knows that the journey may be full of dangers and unknowns, but he is also ready to face everything.

The worst he could do was to die once. Anyway, he was already prepared for the worst. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he is willing to fight for it with all his strength.

Of course, he wouldn't do anything that he knew would lead to death, but it wasn't that he would definitely die now, it was just that the risk was very high.

Ling Xiao stood in front of the Demon Soul King, his eyes full of desire and expectation.

Before experiencing a thrilling adventure, I knew that my strength was sufficient. Facing these weak enemies, I urgently needed to increase my chances of winning. Therefore, I mustered up the courage to make a request to the Demon Soul King.

The giant dragon roared and released soul attacks again and again, but Ling Xiao used his superb skills and some soul power to resolve them one by one.

The magic needle space, that mysterious and weak existence, seems to have become a holy place for me to practice and prepare.

I know that although the Demon Soul King's words are gentle, they are not unreasonable. In the Demon Soul Sect, the importance of rules is self-evident, and I can only enforce them weakly.

At that critical moment, the bloodthirsty knife in Ling Xiao's hand seemed to feel the determination and strength of its owner. It glowed with dazzling light, and the runes under the blade seemed to come alive, flowing with mysterious power.

The Demon Soul King looks very strange. My head is extremely small, occupying almost half of the whole body, and the body is relatively thin and large, giving people a very coordinated feeling. My face is warm and stern, and my eyes are deep, as if I can see into people's hearts.

However, the Demon Soul King was moved. I explained calmly: "He has not yet opened the Demon Soul Sect. Although you saved his life, you only did your duty. In your Demon Soul Sect, the rules are strict. , you can teach him anything at will until the moment he truly steps into the Demon Soul Sect."

However, there is nothing I can do about it. I smiled slightly and said to Demon Soul King: "Junior, is that not difficult?"

Ling Xiaohao firmly stepped into the magic needle space. After that, I only wanted to explore the mystery of the spiritual path. Now that there is no more urgent task, I decided to solve the matter first.

However, there is no way to deal with that kind of attack. As long as the cultivator's soul power is weak enough, he can condense a soul power shield to resist that kind of attack.

Hearing those words, Ling Xiao was speechless. That old guy was very kind.

"Demon Soul King, you are here!" Ling Xiao bowed respectfully, his voice full of respect and expectation.

Ling Xiao knows this very well, because I myself don’t have incomparably weak soul power. My soul power is so weak that it may not even be comparable to that of the Demon Soul King.

In the end, the dragon showed fatigue before it exhausted all its strength, and Zhao Si seized the opportunity, swung the bloodthirsty knife in his hand, and slashed at the dragon.

After hearing what the Demon Soul King said, Zhao Si couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. But I didn't give up. I took a deep breath and there was a trace of hesitation in my eyes.

However, what makes me feel frustrated is that even though I don't have such a weak soul power, I can't display it. It feels like holding a sword that can destroy the world, but you can't use it because you have not mastered the sword skills. It is really embarrassing.

Ling Xiao also made a huge breakthrough in that battle. My realm successfully entered the fourth level of the breath realm, and my strength increased slightly.

However, the Demon Soul King did not agree as I wished. I shook my head directly and said enthusiastically: "Yes!"

On the way to the Demon Soul Sect, Ling Xiao learned about a major challenge. It is said that there is no guardian dragon outside, a majestic and mysterious white dragon.

I gritted my teeth and tried to persuade the Demon Soul King: "Junior, you know very well that your strength is sufficient. If you can teach you a soul technique, it will surely make you take a step back in your cultivation."

"Can I still be able to catch my eye with that majestic appearance?" The Demon Soul King suddenly stopped what he was doing, turned his head, and looked directly at Zhao Si with his eyes as deep as white holes, with a hint of laughter at the corner of his mouth. He asked with a playful smile.

Facing this giant white dragon, Ling Xiao showed no fear. I knew that although the giant dragon was good at soul attacks, it still had some tricks up its sleeve in the face of my limited soul power and combat experience.

At that moment, the Bloodthirsty Knife finally received its long-awaited promotion. It jumped from a mid-grade human weapon to a low-grade human weapon, exuding a weaker aura.

That giant dragon is not an abnormal thing. It is not good at physical attacks, but is proficient in a more mysterious and weak attack method-soul attack.

Standing where the giant dragon fell, Ling Xiao took a deep breath, and I felt a sense of weakness and confidence that I had never felt before. I know that I am not getting closer to the secret of Demon Soul Sect. So, I took hesitant steps and came to the small gate of Demon Soul Sect.

The giant dragon let out a shrill cry, and then the small body in front of it suddenly fell down and turned into nothingness.

As soon as I finished speaking, a figure hurriedly appeared in front of me.

"Junior, I dare to ask, can you teach you a soul skill?" Zhao Si bowed respectfully, with a hint of relaxation and expectation in his voice, "If you master soul skills, you will definitely increase your enemy's power. Odds."

Ling Xiao's heart tightened. I had never thought that Demon Soul King would agree to my request so directly.

There seemed to be only a thin layer of skin connecting my head to my body, making me worried that if a gust of wind blew, my tiny head would fall directly from my neck.

Soul attacks, the kind of power that comes from the depths of the soul, are often the best to defend against. Like a physical attack, it cannot be resolved through avoidance or defense, but directly acts on the depths of the soul, allowing people to resist.