Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Some potentials can only be stimulated under the threat of death.

boom!

At a certain moment, the breath rose into the sky.

Ling Xiao finally broke through!

Seventh level true saint!

he shouted excitedly.

Prepare to call out the Sirius King to end the battle.

But at this moment, he felt a powerful aura coming towards this side quickly.

It was a middle-aged man.

Holding a sword.

Extraordinary power.

"Warrior from the Immortal Realm!"

Ling Xiao could feel the other person's breath.

Very strong!

"kill!"

The moment the middle-aged man arrived, he directly held the sword and slashed at the weird clan of the second-level little saint.

The strange clan of second-level little saints were actually knocked away.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

This guy is so strong.

After landing, the man launched a series of attacks: "Boy, you deal with the other one!"

"Um!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

Killed another strange clan of first-order little saints.

At this time, his cultivation level has broken through to the seventh level True Saint.

It means entering the ranks of high-level true saints.

The combat power skyrocketed.

Cooperating with Tai Chi, his combat power has surpassed that first-order little saint.

The next battle is simple.

Battles in which Ling Xiao had the upper hand always ended quickly.

Because it is meaningless, Ling Xiao often makes quick decisions.

The Heavenly Punishment Palm was unleashed.

Directly shot to death the seriously injured first-order little saint.

Devouring the opponent's energy essence.

The other side.

The strong man had also cornered the strange clan of second-level little saints into a desperate situation.

In the end, the weird clan of second-level little saints were also killed by the middle-aged man.

He turned back and glanced at Ling Xiao.

He couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

Ling Xiao had just broken through to the seventh level of true saint.

He was actually able to kill a first-level little saint.

This surprised him.

He originally wanted to reprimand Ling Xiao, saying that Ling Xiao didn't know whether to live or die.

But at this time, I couldn't say it.

"You brat, I underestimated you. I thought you were here to die.

Unexpectedly, the combat power was so terrifying.

I admire you! "

The man is also a free and easy person, speaking very directly.

Ling Xiao smiled and swallowed the energy essence of the second-level little saint.

Then he said: "Thank you, senior, for saving me. If it hadn't been for senior, I would have fallen here today!"

"You brat, don't think I don't know. You still have some trump cards, right?"

The man smiled and said, "Okay, there's no need to thank you. Just treat me to a nice meal when you leave here!"

Okay, pack up the loot and get out of here first.

The battle here will attract more strange clans! "

The man took away the horn of the second-level little saint.

Ling Xiao was not dissatisfied.

That was killed by others.

It should belong to someone else.

After all, the man had good intentions to save him.

After collecting the loot, the two found a safe place to rest.

Then we reported each other's homes.

It turns out that the middle-aged man’s name is Xiong Kuohai.

Seeing that the other party didn't react to the name Ling Xiao, it was clear that he still didn't know what happened to Zu Longtian.

He must have been in this place for a long time.

"Young hero, why didn't you buy some combat glasses?"

Xiong Kuohai glanced at Ling Xiao and asked.

"What are combat glasses? Are they the ones that senior wears on his eyes?"

Ling Xiao asked curiously.

"Yes, that's it.

Because the situation on the battlefield is extremely complex, combat power glasses become a very useful tool when it is impossible to judge the enemy's cultivation level.

Can accurately judge the opponent's combat strength.

After all, you also know that the situation in the Holy Realm is somewhat special.

Laws play a huge role.

Sometimes it even exceeds the improvement of cultivation level.

Therefore, it is unreliable to simply look at cultivation level.

The combat power is much more accurate.

The division of general combat power is also relatively clear.

Xu Sheng's combat power ranges from one to one thousand!

The true saint's combat power is from one thousand to ten thousand!

The little saint's combat power is from 10,000 to 100,000!

The great sage's combat power ranges from one hundred thousand to one million!

The Holy Lord cannot be tested yet.

No glasses of this level have been developed.

Even great sage-level glasses are difficult to make, so they are rare in quantity.

However, the glasses under Xiaosheng are still relatively easy to buy.

By the way, let me see your combat power. "

As he said that, Xiong Kuohai touched his glasses lightly.

These glasses only have one lens, and there is no lens on the other side.

The combat power clearly began to show above.

"More than 18,000 combat troops!

More terrifying than most first-level minor saints.

No wonder you were able to kill that first-order little saint.

It's really amazing.

You are just starting out as a seventh-level true saint.

This combat power has almost reached the second level Little Saint.

Freak! "

Xiong Kuohai took a breath of cold air.

"By the way, I also have a pair of combat glasses here, give them to you.

One of my comrades was killed, and I hope you can make good use of the relics left behind. "

Xiong Kuohai took out another combat glasses and handed them to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao could see that there were some blood stains on it.

After wiping it gently, he put it on.

With this thing, the next step in finding opponents can be more purposeful.

He turned on his combat glasses and looked at the sea of ​​chest.

"The combat strength is over 36,000!"

This is really very accurate, it even has single digits.

He is also a third-level little saint.

This combat power difference is about nine thousand.

Therefore, there should be a distinction between high and low among the third-level little saints.

Under normal circumstances, a warrior's standard combat power is equivalent to his own cultivation level.

Tianjiao's combat power is higher than his own cultivation level.

The stronger the talent, the more the combat power exceeds one's own cultivation level.

This is the case with Ling Xiao.

It stands to reason that the combat power of a seventh-level true saint is exactly seven thousand.

But in fact, his combat power is as high as more than 18,000.

This is due to the influence of various factors such as laws and bloodline.

But others are not so exaggerated.

No matter how high the combat power of others is, it is at most one or two levels higher than the combat power stage of your own cultivation.

For example, a seventh-level true saint has nine thousand combat power.

He is already regarded as the top genius.

But Ling Xiao is too special.

Not only did he understand the immortal way and the weird way.

They even merged them into the Tao of Tai Chi.

This is too exaggerated.

"You are really brave, boy.

Under normal circumstances, it would be very dangerous to come to the Little Holy Battlefield with less than 20,000 troops.

Fifteen thousand combat power is considered the bottom line of the Little Holy Battlefield.

You're just a little bit taller.

Still need to work hard. "

Xiong Kuohai smiled.

Ling Xiao couldn't help scratching his head.

If Xiong Kuohai knew that he was a fifth-level true saint, he would have entered here.

Don't know what to think.

It would probably be even more shocking.

Still don’t say it.

Anyway, Ling Xiao has many life-saving abilities.

Although the Holy Spear is gone, there is still the Sirius King.

There is even a body of spiritual thoughts injected into him by his father Ling Yunlong.

At the critical moment, not even the Holy Lord could kill him.

The Little Holy Battlefield was of great help to him.

He didn't want to leave just like that.

It's only been a month.

The Heavenly Punishment Palm has been upgraded to the fourth level.

The immortal dragon body has also reached the fifth level.

If you leave here, the loss will be too great.