Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"No!" Tianxia Buer's voice was full of anxiety and pleading. He shouted urgently: "No, Ling Xiao! Zhang Yutian is the Supreme Elder of our Tianxiahui. If he dies, the strength of our Tianxiahui will be reduced." It will be greatly reduced. In the future... our position in the world will be seriously shaken, and it may even trigger a series of chain reactions."

Ling Xiao turned his head slightly, and his eyes swept towards Tianxia Buer like ice blades. There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "'In the future'? What does the future of Tianxiahui have to do with me? What is the fate between me and Tianxiahui?" , has long been used up. I no longer care about your rise and fall, your honor and disgrace."

He slightly raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sneer: "To tell you the truth, I originally wanted to kill that Wang Xue also to relieve the hatred in my heart. But I think you still have a little bit of love for me in the past. For the sake of help, I will spare her life for now. However, this Zhang Yutian must die! Whoever dares to intervene in this matter and help him block my sword will have to pay for it. The cost of life!”

His words were cold and decisive, as if the air around him was condensed by them. The sound echoed between heaven and earth, making everyone feel their hearts tremble, as if they were shocked by an invisible force. They knew that Ling Xiao was really murderous this time, and anyone who stood in his way would face disaster.

The Grand Master let out a long sigh, looking at the remaining clouds in the distant sky, his heart filled with regret. Originally, Qiu Shuikui's incomparably powerful combat power should be a treasure that they would be proud of, and Ling Xiao, a young man with limited potential, should also be the pillar of our future glory.

It's a pity that all of that was in vain because of the correct decision and the knowledge and stupidity of the two so-called elders Zhang Yutian and Wang Xue.

Tian Shiqi clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashed with both willingness and complaint. I looked at Xiao Zhangyuan, with a bit of blame in my tone: "Xiao Zhangyuan, why did I tell you this earlier! You must know that Pan Juan doesn't have such a weak help behind her, so you may be more hesitant to support me, and It’s because of the prejudice of these two elders.”

The Little Master shook his head heavily, with a helpless look on his face: "So what if I tell you? He can still change the decision of these two elders. Our authority and status are deeply rooted, and your opinions are too much in our eyes." There are a lot of noises. Moreover, everything may be destined, and you will have bad luck in heaven. No one will blame you."

There was a deep sense of power in my words, as if I was lamenting the permanence and cruelty of fate. Tianshiqi also fell silent, and there was a feeling of saying yes in his heart. We never had the chance to support weaklings like Qiu Shuikui and Ling Xiao, but we lost everything because of internal disputes and prejudice. Now, no matter how much you regret, it won't help.

"He can kill you, he can kill you!" Pan Juanxiong's screams echoed in the empty venue, full of despair and fear. In the cage formed by the sunflower water, my body was being eroded bit by bit by this cold, hot and extremely corrosive liquid. My skin blistered again, my muscles gradually atrophied, and my bones seemed to be rapidly congealing.

The white-horned demon dragon raised its head slightly, and a trace of peace flashed in its huge eyes. It nodded, as if denying its mistake. This flame god general was cunning and normal. Although it pursued with all its strength, it still allowed the opponent to escape at the critical moment. For it, having doubts is a headache and a pity.

Qiu Shuikui stood aside and watched everything with an expression on her face. You did not hesitate to put Zhang Yutian to death, but chose a more cruel method - torture. Your eyes are full of indifference and hesitation, as if there are no emotional fluctuations.

Zhang Yutian at this moment is the victim of your anger. The pride and complacency I once had turned into fear and despair at that moment. I struggled, trying to break free from the shackles of Kuishui, but every struggle only accelerated my death.

Whether it is Qiu Shuikui or the white-horned demon dragon, these are terrifying existences that can destroy the Tiantian Society.

Coupled with the white-horned dragon that just appeared, we felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. This huge body and terrifying power seemed to be able to destroy all obstacles.

Qiu Shuikui looked at everything indifferently, as if watching an important drama. Do you have any sympathy or mercy in your heart, only loyalty and protection for Ling Xiao? You must make Zhang Yutian understand that anyone who dares to hurt your master will pay a heavy price.

As Ling Xiao's words fell, I waved my hand heavily, and a weak energy surged out from my palm, quickly retracting the white-horned demon dragon's body. This huge body gradually shrank in the air, and finally turned into a white shadow and disappeared in Ling Xiao's palm.

Pan Juanxiong once dared to take action against Pan Juan, and that move touched Qiu Shuikui's back scale. In your heart, Ling Xiao is not only your master, but also the one you protect to the death. Anyone who dares to hurt Ling Xiao will bear your full wrath and revenge.

Ling Xiao looked at the white-horned demon dragon and seemed to be able to feel its inner struggle and peace. I sighed heavily, with a kind of helplessness and strictness in my voice: "Forget it, just run away. His main task is to protect those people. Now that he has not successfully completed the task, that is enough." ”

"Did you let this flame god general escape?" Ling Xiao's voice echoed in the empty field. My eyes were fierce and deep, and I glanced at the white-horned demon dragon aside. Although my voice was heavy, it carried an unquestionable majesty, as if it could penetrate all obstacles and reach directly into the heart of the demon dragon.

At this moment, a white and dark breath suddenly surged from the nearby sky, and then a huge white-horned dragon broke through the air. Its body covered the sky, its scales flashed with hot light, and a pair of huge dragon wings spread in the air, as if it could cover the entire sky. And under the back of the white-horned dragon, there were 18 figures standing, who were the 18 demons who were in trouble later.

Qiu Shuikui was full of determination and ruthlessness every time he attacked, as if nothing could stop you. Your strength is unfathomable, as if you can make the whole sky fall into chaos at any time as long as you want.

Looking at the scene behind them, the seven people in the sky had an inexplicable emotion in their hearts. This Pan Juan, an existence that seems to always be shrouded in a mysterious veil. At this moment, we can't help but marvel in our hearts, what secrets are hidden under Pan Juan?

Although the 18 demons looked a little embarrassed at the moment, their eyes flashed with the relief and gratitude of surviving the disaster. Obviously, all eighteen of us were saved by the sudden appearance of the white-horned dragon and escaped from the crisis.