Batian Martial Soul

Blood River Ruins

The reincarnation stone glows.

Then Ling Xiao felt that his body was being sucked out of control.

This kind of power is not something he can resist at all.

But Ling Xiao didn't panic.

After he had prepared all the countermeasures, he simply took the initiative to plunge into the light.

The next moment, his eyes turned black.

When I could see things again, I found myself in an unknown place.

This is the ruins of a palace, and it feels like a relic from many years ago, and there is an ancient atmosphere everywhere.

"What exactly is this place?
Is it still in the river of blood?

Could it be the palace built by the gods in the past?

However, this sign of destruction should be attacked.

The previous reincarnation stone was probably something like a portal.

But who is it that wants to send me here? "

Ling Xiao has a lot of questions, but no one can answer him now.

He had to rely on his own ability to find out the answer.

Ling Xiao waved his hand lightly, and the wind blew up, and the thick dust on the ground was blown up.

Ling Xiao's gaze froze instantly.

Dead bodies everywhere!

This is what he saw.

It seemed that he guessed right, there had been a very terrible battle here.

There are millions of corpses alone.

And every corpse is extremely powerful.

The worst one was the half-step king.

It is impossible for the corpses of ordinary warriors to be preserved for such a long time.

In other words, in this war back then, the half-step king was just a role like cannon fodder.

What level of war is this?
Ling Xiao felt that he had come to an incredible place.

Except for the bones that could not be seen at a glance, there were weapons everywhere.

Although all have been damaged, the strength of the year can still be seen vaguely.

Because of these weapons or magic weapons, the worst ones have a hundred dragon patterns.

The strongest don't know.

But Ling Xiao saw a battle axe, and the incomplete part alone had nine hundred dragon patterns.

This means that even Space Flying Sword and Time Flying Sword cannot compare with it.

And it's not even close.

These magic weapons have been sleeping here for an unknown number of years, but they can still feel the powerful aura contained within.

It's not much, but it's frightening.

Especially the battle ax that Ling Xiao was most concerned about, although only half of the blade remained, but just by looking at it, he seemed to be able to see the scene where its owner fought bravely with the battle ax back then.

"What happened to the Eternal God's Domain? I used to wonder why so many gods of reincarnation disappeared in the end.

Today I am even more curious.

Although there are many skeletons here, the strongest ones are just the corpses of emperor-level warriors.

Did not see the corpse of a reincarnation god.

Why? "

Ling Xiao had encountered demigod bones before, and the so-called god corpses he had found were actually demigod bones.

He just didn't know it at the time.

Now that I have become stronger and know more, my heart is even more shocked.

The battle ax that surpassed the nine hundred dragon patterns was actually chopped into pieces. What kind of scale did the battle reach at that time?

It's definitely not between the emperors, it's probably a battle between the gods of reincarnation.

"Whatever it is, even if it is a fragment, it is a fragment of a powerful magic weapon. After being reforged, it can still create a powerful weapon.

When my Batian Empire started, I was poor and useless, and these things happened to be useful.

And some of the blades don't seem to be particularly damaged, and maybe they can be repaired. "

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he directly opened the Qiankun Realm, taking all the rags into it.

He also put away those demigod-level corpses.

"Ling Xiao, what the hell are you doing, why did you throw in so much broken metal and bones?"

Aunt Xue was sleeping in the Qiankun Realm, but suddenly she felt an earth-shattering noise.

Only then did I discover that there are many more things in the world of Qiankun.

It was nothing more than broken copper and rotten iron, but there were still so many corpses, which shocked Aunt Xue enough.

"Aunt Xue, these are the corpses of demigods, each of which can create a tyrannical warrior."

Ling Xiao smiled.

"You also want the things of the dead, are you not afraid of being punished by heaven?"

Aunt Xue smiled wryly, but after seeing the details of the so-called scrap metal and corpses.

She still can't avoid the rhythm of "really fragrant".

"It won't be destroyed again. I will bury them in the future."

Ling Xiao curled his lips and said.

Will he be afraid of God's punishment?How many times has he been struck by lightning?

boom!
At this moment, suddenly a terrifying force exploded wildly.

Ling Xiao turned his head to look, and it turned out to be the battle ax he admired most before.

When the battle ax was about to enter the Qiankun Realm, a black shadow flew out of it and flew straight at Ling Xiao.

"Go away!"

Ling Xiao was naturally prepared.

Just kidding, he has also taken things from dead people in the tomb before, and he knows that there may be remnants in these things, and they will attack warriors.

So the moment the black shadow rushed over, it was forced back by the fairy fire.

"Xianhuo! How come you have Xianhuo, kid! No wonder you can enter the blood river!"

The black figure seemed a little aggrieved: "It's hard to get out of the self-seal.

How can I look at the fat in front of me and not eat it.

Is it fairy fire?

As long as I don't touch you, I can still take you away! "

This black shadow spoke quite directly, he just wanted to take Ling Xiao home, because he has no physical body.

Although the soul has become relatively weak after long-term consumption, it still has a soul strength equivalent to that of a great emperor.

To be honest, if Ling Xiao hadn't met the God of Reincarnation, his soul realm would have been greatly improved.

Facing this guy, he really didn't have the confidence.

But now, he has nothing to fear.

"Boy, you don't seem to be afraid at all?"

Hei Ying frowned, a little uncertain about Ling Xiao's strength.

"Why should I be afraid?"

Ling Xiao chuckled and said, "You're just a lonely ghost, and you've already been consumed a lot.

Maybe you were extremely powerful tens of thousands of years ago, but you are nothing special now. "

"Boy, court death!"

Soi Ying was a little annoyed, thinking back then, he was an existence in the reincarnation realm.

A God revered by all peoples!
But now, he was actually ridiculed by a kid whose cultivation was only half a step king level.

How can he bear it.

This is a great insult to him.

Although the tiger is in peace, it cannot be bullied by an ant.

Thinking of this, he exhaled a puff of thick smoke, actually shielded the fairy fire, and then crazily rushed towards Ling Xiao's head.

Want to enter Ling Xiao's soul sea.

Ling Xiao sneered, and opened the Heavenly Demon Eye directly.

The black shadow was covered by the light of the demon's eye, completely unable to move.

He finally became terrified: "How could this be, you are obviously only a half-step king, but why do you have a soul realm that is not weaker than the reincarnation god!"

Miscalculation, what a miscalculation!

Hei Ying finally knew that he really underestimated Ling Xiao, and this time, he might fall!
(End of this chapter)