Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 11989 Creator's Shadow Sword

"Huh? Something is flying over!"

Just as Ling Xiao was talking to Hong Huangli, a terrifying aura flew over, but it didn't have the slightest killing intent.

Ling Xiao's heart moved and he took out the Nether Fruit.

He had heard before that Nether Fruit could attract certain spirits.

Could it be that the so-called spirit appeared?
He waited there quietly.

Not long after, a sword flew over?

It's just that this sword doesn't look like a dead thing, but something with a breath of life.

Seeing the Nether Fruit, the sword actually expressed its incomparable excitement.

"you want?"

Ling Xiao asked.

The sword actually nodded.

"I'll go, I can really communicate! Could it be that this thing is the rumored original Nine Swords!"

Ling Xiao suddenly thought of something. He had learned from Hong Qifen earlier that the founder of the Primordial Land initially forged nine swords.

These nine swords are the guardian spirits of the Primordial Land.

Then the founder disappeared.

The original land has also become as lifeless as it is today.

These nine treasured swords have disappeared.

Now, one has appeared.

It's exciting.

"Our high-level people in the prehistoric world should want this thing."

Hong Huangli said: "I didn't expect it, but it's cheaper for you. There's just one problem, once you take this thing, once you leave the Ultimate Tribulation Realm, if you are discovered by the higher-ups of the Great Desolate Realm, then you will die without a place to die."

"Don't worry, they won't find out!"

Ling Xiao smiled, but no one can find anything hidden in the world of mountains and rivers.

He has entered many secret realms, no matter how powerful the law is, it seems to be a decoration in front of the world of mountains and rivers.

For example, this Ultimate Tribulation Realm cannot allow warriors above the Great Tribulation Realm to enter, but Yueying can enter it while staying in the world of mountains and rivers.

As long as he hides this spiritual sword in the world of mountains and rivers, who can find it?
"As long as you have a way."

Prehistoric power.

Ling Xiao moved his hand, and the spirit sword followed the Nether Fruit directly into the world of mountains and rivers.

Spirit Sword seems to like Nether Fruit very much, but he didn't see any effect of Nether Fruit on it.

"It turns out that your name is 'Shadow Sword'"!
Ling Xiao also knew the name of the sword and its effect at this time.

The shadow sword can transform into countless sword shadows to attack the enemy, and each sword shadow has the same terrifying lethality.

It is the third sword created by the Creator.

"Let me familiarize myself with this sword first!"

Ling Xiao simply sat beside Hong Huangli, and began to study how to use the Shadow Sword.

The nine swords of the Creator of the Primordial Land are all extremely powerful. Although Ling Xiao only got one, as long as he uses it properly, it will be a great benefit to his combat power.

Not to mention the stage of the Great Tribulation Realm, even the god of the Tribulation Realm, he is sure to defeat it.

In this way, one sitting is a month.

Ling Xiao was already familiar with how to use the Shadow Sword.

And the prehistoric power was fully restored at this time.

"Next, what do you plan to do?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"I'm going to find Honghuang Wuya and kill him."

Hong Huangli said: "Don't worry, I have a soul imprint, which is my father's soul imprint. This time there will be no problem. The last time I was completely suppressed by Honghuang Wuya only because I used the soul imprint to deal with Wuliangjie."

"It looks like we don't have to look for it anymore, they are here!"

Just as Ling Xiao was about to say goodbye, he suddenly felt terrifying auras approaching.

"You broke through!"

It was Honghuang Wuya who came, but at this time, Honghuang Wuya actually broke through, and he is already the real God of Tribulation.

Tier [-] God!

There are seven old monsters following Honghuang Wuya, who are also first-order gods.

It seems that they should all have made a breakthrough here. If it wasn't for the breakthrough, they probably wouldn't dare to trouble Ling Xiao.

"Hmph, as I said, I will kill you sooner or later."

Honghuang Wuya snorted coldly and said: "I'm afraid you don't know that all warriors in the prehistoric realm have special marks on them. I can easily find where the prehistoric power is. If I haven't come this time, I am preparing for a breakthrough.

Breaking through now is the time of your death. "

"sorry!"

Hong Huangli looked at Ling Xiao, very annoyed, he was really careless for forgetting such an important matter.

"It's okay!"

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "I just want to try the results of this month!"

Although he didn't make a breakthrough this month, the mastery of the Shadow Sword has made his combat power unprecedentedly improved. It was not easy for him to deal with the first-tier gods in the eight major catastrophes before, but now, the ordinary first-tier gods are It's just a fart in front of him.

"Hahahaha, Ling Xiao, you are so arrogant. At this time, you still want to fight us? Do you really think you are a god?"

Although Hong Huang Wuya was laughing, he was actually jealous.

He is a noble prehistoric race!
But not even a Ling Xiao.

It's really embarrassing to recruit so many gods of robbery to deal with Ling Xiao.

Now he is tantamount to unscrupulous.

But there is no way, he has to use whatever means, otherwise, it is impossible to win.

"Arrangement!"

Hong Huang Wuya waved his hand, and the seven old men formed a gossip trap formation together with him!

To deal with Ling Xiao, there is even an formation. If this matter is told, some people will probably laugh at it, but Hong Huang Wuya doesn't think it is ridiculous at all.

Instead, he felt it was necessary.

On the surface, Ling Xiao's cultivation base is not high, but his actual combat power is extremely terrifying. Even a little contempt for such a person will cause a situation of eternal doom.

"Hehe, battle array?"

Ling Xiao smiled, running the Shadow Sword silently.

At the beginning, he didn't plan to play slowly, but directly wanted to use Wang Zha.

Seeing Ling Xiao's smile, Hong Huang Wuya became even more furious.

Do your best and pour it into the battle formation.

The next moment, the battle formation erupted with an incomparably terrifying aura, released a powerful force, and condensed a peerless sword.

"cut!"

Honghuang Wuya roared violently, and the giant sword slashed towards Ling Xiao.

"Small tricks, not worth mentioning!"

Faced with this powerful blow, even a blow that could destroy the world, Ling Xiao still showed his calmness as always.

Then, he waved his hand.

Shadow Sword Appears!
The world is shocked!
A huge black shadow sword emerged, and then slashed on the battle formation.

Click!

With just one blow, the battle formation collapsed in an instant.

"You... What kind of treasure are you? How can you be so terrifying? Could it be..."

Hong Huang Wuya was dumbfounded.

The battle formation formed by their eight first-tier gods was blown away by Ling Xiao with one blow. How can they fight?
This battle has completely exceeded their comprehension.

Ling Xiao is too strong.

Really too strong.

"kill!"

Ling Xiao didn't bother to explain anything, he pointed his finger, and the huge sword shadow instantly turned into countless sword lights, surrounding Hong Huang Wuya and others and attacking wildly.

(End of this chapter)