Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul Chapter 9225: The resistance of the ants!

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These two people are so powerful that they are suffocating.

One of them has the mark of a desert scorpion on his forehead.

The other person has the mark of a desert lizard at the center of his forehead.

Ling Xiao feels like two giant beasts from the ancient times.

Obviously, he is not big.

But there seems to be heaven and earth in my eyes.

At this time, both of them saw Ling Xiao.

The strong man with the mark of the lizard smiled: "Hahahaha, here it is, here it is!

Black Sand Martial Saint, you suppressed me for thousands of years, but in the end you still fell short. Today, you are still going to die.

Don't worry, after I go out, all your disciples and grandchildren will be cleaned up, hahahaha! "

The laughter sounded like thunder.

Ling Xiao's head buzzed.

"Sure enough!"

In fact, when Ling Xiao saw these two people, he guessed that the person with the poisonous scorpion mark might be the Black Sand Martial Saint who disappeared ten thousand years ago.

Now, it is certain.

Heisha Wusheng is indeed missing.

He is not dead.

It's not that I left the black sand domain.

He was just trapped.

So who is the other person?

Ling Xiao is a little confused, and if he can fight against Black Sand Martial Saint, he must also be a Martial Saint.

"Kilong Wusheng, don't think about it, even if you die with you, I won't let you escape."

Heisha Wusheng said coldly.

Obviously, he has made up his mind.

"Heisha, you are always confused, right? You know that this time the so-called Saint Secret Realm was forcibly created by me through my injuries.

For your disciples and grandchildren to come in and kill each other.

More than one million people came in.

There are only three hundred thousand dead now.

The dead warriors, their flesh and blood, and their souls will all be the source of my recovery.

But I don't know why, some people's energy essence was swallowed.

It's strange.

Forget it.

It doesn't matter, if you can recover a little bit, you will die!

Also, did you see that silly boy?

Those including him are top geniuses.

They don't listen to your advice and enter here.

I'm just sending me nourishment.

You know the techniques I practice. As long as I eat their flesh and blood, my strength will be restored a lot.

You have no hope.

You lost to me after all.

You are great, but you are still no match for human greed.

Hahahaha, heaven is going to kill you, you have to die! "

Kilong Wusheng laughed.

Very excited.

Ling Xiao frowned.

Some of the previous doubts have also been completely solved.

Ten thousand years ago, the Black Sand Wusheng encountered a powerful enemy, in order to prevent the Black Sand Region from being destroyed.

Therefore, the place where the powerful enemy is imprisoned.

There is no difference between the two.

No one can do without here.

But the ghost dragon martial sage is still stronger than the black shark martial sage, so he came up with a way.

To restore your strength.

So the Secret Realm of Saints appeared.

There are also some dead bodies that Ling Xiao encountered in the Saint Secret Realm before, which were clearly intact.

Can also explain.

This ghost dragon martial sage seems to be able to draw human vitality.

It makes people die endlessly.

It's a pity.

Those emperor-level existences are of no avail in front of the saints.

All became victims of this battle.

Ten thousand years of fighting has continued to the present.

Even though both were seriously injured, they were still fighting.

The desert poisonous scorpions and desert lizards I encountered before, seem to be able to give a perfect explanation.

Black Shark Martial Saint tried to block the warriors who entered here.

I just don't want Gu Longwusheng's ambition to come true.

But unfortunately, almost all the top talents have come in.

His obstruction failed.

It's just a matter of error.

Ling Xiao stopped the others.

I just entered here by myself.

"Boy, what about the others, aren't nearly 30 people here? Forget it, don't care, you are not bad, you will devour your flesh and blood first.

Wait for others. "

After that, the ghost dragon Wusheng suddenly slapped Ling Xiao with a palm.

The wind covered the sky and the sun.

The entire space was darkened.

A terrible pressure made Ling Xiao feel suffocated.

Although he is already seriously injured Martial Saint.

But that's also Wu Sheng.

Ling Xiao couldn't fight it at all.

You can't escape!

I can only let the palm prints blow down.

"Move me!"

Ling Xiao roared.

Suddenly, he became an ancestor dragon.

The heavenly realm broke out.

Rushing forward.

"Huh? Ancestral dragon bloodline? Heavenly realm? Is there such a genius in this world? Damn, you have to die!"

Ghost Wusheng's expression changed a little.

Obviously, he is very afraid of Ling Xiao's talent.

"You want to kill him, ask me first!"

Heisha Wusheng shot.

A gust of wind stirred up flying sand and rocks.

Formed a huge palm.

Boom!

The palm and the palm hit together.

Formed an unstoppable terrifying storm between heaven and earth.

Ling Xiao was blown up.

In the battlefield of Wu Sheng, he is too small.

No matter what means, it seems so useless.

Only life can be saved!

"Heisha, dare you stop me, I will kill you!"

The fighting power of Ghost Dragon Warrior at this time is definitely stronger than Black Sand Warrior.

The two fought on the ground, and the sky was broken, the sun and the moon were dark.

The scene was a shock.

But soon, Black Sand Wusheng fell in the wind.

Sure enough, a large number of warriors died, giving Ghost Dragon Martial Saint the best time to recover, which also made him finally stronger than Black Sand Martial Saint.

The delicate balance has been broken.

"No, I have to find a way, otherwise, I will definitely die today."

Ling Xiao knows very well that once Black Sand Wu Sheng is defeated, he will die next.

In front of Wu Sheng, Zhundi is a real ant.

Even though he has countless methods, he can't escape death.

So, his hope is Black Sand Wusheng.

If you can help Black Sand Wu Sheng win.

Then don't worry about it.

But how can we help?

Formation!

By the way, the formation!

This is the only way Ling Xiao can think of.

The gate of time and space is used to create a space-time formation and block this space.

He couldn't think of anything other than this method.

Think of it here.

He sacrificed his flying sword and flew above the emperor.

Start drawing a bold array.

A way to imprison Martial Saint.

Even though he is in front of Wu Sheng, he is not as good as the ants.

But the ants have to fight.

He couldn't just wait to die like this.

"Boy, what are you doing? Even the emperor is an ant in my eyes. You dare to resist and kill!"

The ghost dragon Wusheng punched back the black sand Wusheng~IndoMTL.com~ and then slammed into Ling Xiao with another palm.

There is no special way to deal with Ling Xiao.

Just one palm is enough.

As long as it hits, Ling Xiao will definitely die.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's blood seemed to be solidified all over his body.

The whole person can't move at all.

The terrible power of the saint completely suppressed him.

He couldn't move again.

"Batian Wuhun, release!"

Ling Xiao is already desperate, so she doesn't care what she exposes.

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