Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul Chapter 1896: Huangquan River, the ghost of Yasha

When Ling Xiao displayed the Overlord Martial Spirit, the copy on the opposite side did not respond.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but smile.

"Sure enough, Tyrant Wuhun is too special, even this kind of duplication circle cannot be copied."

He shook his fist and slammed at the replica, when he was about to kill it, but suddenly stopped.

"What's the point of killing him, it's better to tease the Xuanwu Temple."

Ling Xiao can almost confirm that these replicas are definitely the existence of the Xuanwu Temple used to obtain data, and even if they are killed, they may not be completely destroyed.

Even if the opponent can't copy his Overlord Martial Spirit, he still doesn't want to expose too much.

He has a way anyway.

"Nine Demon Art·Yin and Yang Demon King!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and her body began to change rapidly, not only her appearance, but also her breath and martial arts.

As his body changed, the copy began to undergo the same changes.

"Hehe, that's it."

Ling Xiao smiled, and then blasted the replica with a punch.

The same encounter with Ling Xiao, there are other martial artists.

But everyone’s choices are different.

Except for very few people, they noticed the conspiracy of the Xuanwu Temple and made some clever designs.

Like Ling Xiao, although the methods are different, they have the same effect.

The others are struggling to fight the replica.

Ling Xiao has a feeling now.

The most prosperous Baihu Fengyunhui on the White Tiger Continent is more like an assessment for selecting disciples for the Xuanwu Temple.

The first battle examined talent and savvy.

The second battle is about wisdom, and at the same time, we need to find out the details of the participating fighters.

The third battle is a true ranking showdown.

Although he didn't have the slightest interest in joining the Xuanwu Temple, he still had to admire that the three battles of the Xuanwu Temple were really interesting.

The first battle can be cleared by talent and savvy.

The second battle must rely on wisdom.

Simple combat power may not be effective.

"Very good, then I, Ling Xiao, will fight with your Xuanwu Temple and strengthen myself under your rules!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, turned and left, heading to the place where the next treasure was.

"Sure enough, good things are hard to handle."

This second treasure is a magic weapon. Although he can't use it, he can't use it, but it can be sold for money, and it can be given as a gift.

It is estimated that the key swords at the level of high-quality spiritual weapons will not be less. In this second battle, he may really get the first few places.

However, in order to seize this high-quality spiritual weapon-level sword, he must first cross a terrifying river of yellow springs.

In the dark river of Yellow Spring, there are bones everywhere.

These bones have turned yellow, and the flesh has already been corroded.

Among the yellow springs, terrifying black shadows continue to emerge, revealing strong consciousness and fighting spirit.

"The fourteenth-layer Yaksha ghost in the Yin-Yang realm? Although it is not a real celestial demon Yaksha, this ghost is not easy to deal with, and there are so many."

Ling Xiao muttered to himself, but there was no embarrassment on his face.

Because of this Yellow Spring River, it may be very difficult for others, but for him, there is still no difficulty at all.

There was a confident smile at the corner of his mouth, and then he stepped into the river of yellow spring.

The treasured sword of the fine spirit weapon level is at the bottom of the dark river, and it is difficult to get without water.

The moment he set foot on the dark river, a biting chill instantly spread all over his body.

The horrible evil spirit penetrated into his body, wanting to control his body, wanting to corrode his flesh.

"The evil spirits of Huangquan, the ghost of Yasha, are they also trying to cause harm to me?"

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, and instantly entered the incarnation of the Primordial Demon.

The Taikoo Demon's fighting spirit was released, and the ghosts of the Yasha tremble suddenly, as if they had met their immediate boss.

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, the evil spirit of the Primordial Sky Demon's incarnation turned around, and the evil spirit of the Yellow Springs and dark rivers continuously poured into his body, continuously shaping his body.

At this moment, Ling Xiao wasn't in a hurry to get the treasure knife. What he was more interested in was the huge energy contained in the river of yellow spring.

Cultivating here is really beneficial for him to condense the Primordial Demon into a martial soul.

At the same time, his cultivation level can be greatly improved, and maybe he will be able to break through to the fourteenth level of Yin and Yang realm.

Anyway, he doesn't care much about ranking, as long as he doesn't get eliminated.

"Swallow!"

Ling Xiao let out a cold roar, and the Primordial Demon opened his mouth and sucked fiercely.

The energy in the dark river of the Yellow Spring continued to flow into the huge mouth, and began to be transformed, smelted, and merged into his body and meridians.

"Bold!"

In the dark river of Yellow Spring, a terrifying voice sounded.

"Yasha Ghost Shadow King!"

Ling Xiao squinted at this huge body.

Compared with all the ghosts of Yasha, they are one size bigger, and their strength is estimated to be around sixteenth in the Yin-Yang realm.

Under the leadership of the ghost king of Yasha, the Yasha who had been frightened once again had the courage, and they all rushed to Ling Xiao, trying to kill him.

He is definitely not allowed to continue devouring the energy of the Yellow Spring River.

"Kill!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, the ghost king of Yasha with the sixteenth re-cultivation base in the Yin-Yang realm, there was nothing to fear in front of him.

It's just a ghost after all.

Furthermore, he was restrained by his demon's fighting will, and he couldn't compare to the ordinary sixteenth warrior of Yin and Yang realm.

It is even more incomparable with the genius level sixteen warriors of Yin and Yang realm.

The paws of the Primordial Demon waved out.

The Devil's Claw!

Boom!

The ghost king of Yasha tried his best to stop the devil's claws, but was smashed by the huge claws.

"Dragon Symbol·Hell Dragon Fire!"

After that, a blood soul charm flew out of Ling Xiao's head, spitting out a purple-black flame, and the afterlife burned the ghost king of Yasha into ashes.

"Eighteen Hell Symbols·Tongue Hell!"

After that, another blood soul charm flew out, and an endless ghost hand stretched out inside, grabbing the rest of the ghost shadows of Yasha.

Dragon talisman is a dragon attribute, destined to grow into the most powerful dragon blood soul talisman.

The Eighteen Hell Talisman is based on the eighteen layers of **** in the Yin-Yang realm. It must become the most evil and scariest dark blood soul charm in the world.

The ghost of Yasha is extremely useful for enhancing the power of the Eighteen Hell Talisman.

The horrified Yasha ghosts began to flee.

However, those eighteen **** talismans were good at facing the wind, and instantly covered the entire river under the Yellow Spring.

The ghosts of Yasha, who were supposed to guard the exquisite spiritual knife and knife here, have completely become Lingxiao's nourishment.

He can feel that the bottleneck of his own cultivation has opened up again, which is clearly a sign of a breakthrough soon.

"Continue to practice with peace of mind. As for those treasures, whoever loves to take it, go take it."

Ling Xiao now has two choices. Either continue to search for treasures, or stay here to practice and fully integrate the entire underground river of Yellow Spring into his body.

But his choice is very agile.

(End of this chapter)