Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao is very generous.

Although he needs someone to support him at this time.

But it is impossible to prevent these people from returning home.

"President, take care!"

"Everyone, take care and stay alive!"

Tuoba Jue and others from the Desolate Clan also returned to the Desolate Clan.

If the Wei Xian Clan invades, the Desolate Clan will definitely be affected.

This is inevitable.

They also have to go back and report.

After returning to Canglan Sanctuary, Bai Fengfeng, Zhu Tianpeng, Lei Zhenzi and others also returned to their respective sects.

They also need to report the situation to the sect.

At this time, there were about a hundred people following Ling Xiao.

Except for Meteor, Dian Dongxing and others in the Black Sand Region.

Then there are some free men.

These people followed Ling Xiao back to the Yihuo Sect.

The old man in the Yihuo Sect has left.

He had said at the beginning that he would leave and go to the fairy world to fight alongside his original comrades.

Of course he won't stay.

Ling Xiao was a little disappointed.

But now he can't rely on others.

You have to rely on yourself for everything.

The Yihuo Sect is the place to stay.

"Yueying, what's going on with this weird fairy tribe?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"What a weird fairy clan, that's what they call themselves.

We call them a weird family! "

Yueying said: "I didn't expect that they would invade the Ancestral Dragon Realm so quickly, what a pity!

But you can’t help with this matter for the time being.

The only ones you can deal with are the Fairy Clan under the Saints.

Combat power is very limited.

I still recommend that you cultivate as hard as possible.

Wait until the strength increases.

After being promoted to the Holy Realm, fight with them again. "

"By the way, Yueying, my apprentice Yaoxiang is seriously injured. Is there anything you can do to save her?"

Ling Xiao did not forget the scent of medicine that had been resting in the Dragon Tower of the First Ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty.

Although there seems to be nothing wrong with the medicinal fragrance on the outside.

But just can't wake up.

This is really worrying.

Yueying just glanced at it, shook her head and said: "If my cultivation level returns to its original state, I will naturally be able to help you.

But I don’t have this ability now!

This female doll has a very special attack.

Her soul is imprisoned in a certain world.

So although the physical body is still alive.

But couldn't wake up.

If you want to save her, you have to bring her soul back.

Otherwise it's useless.

But neither you nor I can do it.

I do have a suggestion.

Don’t you have a three-eyed organization in the Ancestral Dragon Realm?

They may have information there.

You might as well ask.

If that doesn't work, then preserve her body.

Wait until I recover, or your cultivation reaches the realm of the Holy Lord, and then bring her back from that place. "

"Damn Xu Canglong, is he so capable?"

Ling Xiao was a little confused.

"It should be some kind of treasure."

Yueying said: "If he wants to kill you, he must use treasure to confirm that you cannot be resurrected.

This silly girl blocked a blow for you. You're lucky she didn't die. "

"It seems that we can only take one step at a time!"

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, ordered everyone to practice here, and gave many resources.

These more than a hundred people are all genius-level beings.

He is extremely talented and will definitely become the mainstream against the weird clan in the future.

Ling Xiao had high expectations.

Finally, Ling Xiao released the ancestor of the divine spear from the Ancestral Dragon Tower.

After quietly rescuing the ancestor of the magic gun from the Qin family.

Ling Xiao had always asked him to stay in the Ancestral Dragon Tower to heal his injuries.

And he also gave him the Sky-gazing Monument.

did not expect.

The ancestor of the sharpshooter who had gone through a death test actually broke through to the holy realm.

Although it is just a virtual saint.

But it’s also a blessing in disguise.

The maximum lifespan in the Imperial realm is 20,000 years.

And in the holy realm, even if it is just a virtual saint, it has a lifespan of 100,000 years.

"Congratulations, ancestor!"

Ling Xiao smiled.

"Thanks to you for this matter, otherwise I might not be able to break through to the Holy Realm in my lifetime."

The ancestor of the sharpshooter smiled and said.

Although he is the most talented person in the history of Tianwang Sect.

But even after living for tens of thousands of years, he still failed to break through.

Because of the sky-gazing monument that Ling Xiao snatched.

Because of the elixir Ling Xiao gave him.

That's why he is where he is today.

"Ancestor, these are for you!"

Ling Xiao took out ten of the infinite divine fruits and gave them to the ancestor of the magic gun.

The ancestor of the sharpshooter is now his backer.

The stronger he is, the safer he is.

Afterwards, he distributed the Infinite Divine Fruit to Hua Zuiyu and others.

These are companions who have stood the test of time.

It's safer to feed them.

For the rest, it depends on performance.

Everyone is practicing.

Ling Xiao is also consolidating his cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

Ling Xiao went to Fengming Mountain.

I learned a very surprising thing.

The Holy City fell.

The six major families in the provincial capital all moved away and disappeared without a trace.

Countless warriors died tragically at the hands of the Weird Clan.

And more warriors were transformed into strange clans.

The most terrifying ability of the weird clan is this.

The more they fight, the more they get.

Although there are not many of them.

But often every time you occupy a place, you can transform countless others of the same kind.

With the Holy City and the Sanctuary as the center, they marched in all directions at the same time.

Along the way, those who resist die.

Those who surrender transform.

This also makes their combat power continue to increase.

The number of people keeps increasing.

Along the way, there was a river of blood, with almost no survivors.

This is horrible.

It’s too frightening.

The forces near the Holy City left there one after another and migrated into the other eight Holy Emperors.

There are also a large number of emperor-level forces entering Canglan Sanctuary.

Gathered here to form a line of defense.

Fortunately, as the battle lines opened.

The top combat power of the Weird Clan is not enough.

Therefore, after encountering the counterattack from the Eight Holy Domains, the expansion was temporarily stopped.

Facing unprecedented pressure.

Almost threatened with annihilation.

All the forces put aside their past grudges.

Alliances were formed.

The alliance was named after the sanctuary.

Canglan Sanctuary is called Canglan Alliance.

Ling Xiao naturally also led the people of Ba Tianhui to join this alliance.

The grudges of the past are nothing.

In short, now, everyone is working together to fight against the powerful enemy.

Fighting occurs almost every day.

People die almost every day.

"laugh!"

Ling Xiao's spear penetrated the body of a semi-saint and swallowed the energy essence in his body.

Looking at the corpses everywhere, he had no time to feel sad.

I don’t know how many times I fought.

He didn't know how many companions fell beside him.

He was already a little numb.

Now, his cultivation level has been promoted to the third level of semi-saint.

All this is because of constant fighting.

"Huh? What is that?"

Ling Xiao stopped.

I saw a large group of strange people being massacred.

A figure quickly approached Ling Xiao.

It turned out to be a holy spear!

The holy spear actually flew back by itself.

The holy spear that flew back instantly entered Ling Xiao's body.

"Holy Lord!"

A figure appeared in Ling Xiao's soul sea.

It was Chu Renxiong.

"Don't call me Holy Lord, I'm almost exhausted now."

Chu Renxiong waved his hand and said: "My name is Chu Renxiong, just call me Lao Chu!"