Batian Martial Soul

But even at the sixth level of the divine soul realm, he could assassinate a master of the first level of the divine body realm, and he succeeded. This method must be very powerful.

Cao Qing believed that Ling Xiao would never be able to escape Leng Xingmou's assassination.

Immediately, Leng Xingmou and Cao Qing left.

But there were four masters of the Divine Transformation Realm and one True Yuan Realm secretly following him.

The realm of divine transformation is the tenth realm of martial arts!

The True Yuan realm is even the eleventh realm of martial arts!

The inner strength turns into true energy and becomes stronger. This is a qualitative change.

After all, Leng Xingmou was the divine son of the Xuanbing Temple. Before Xiao Lianzhu came to the Xuanbing Temple, he was the only hope of the Xuanbing Temple.

Even now, the Xuanbing Temple intends to bring Leng Xingmou and Xiao Lianzhu together so that they can join forces to make the Xuanbing Temple even more powerful.

Therefore, the importance of this person is self-evident.

At the same time that Cao Qing and others boarded the aerostat, the Iron Bone Gate's aerostat also took off.

Although Tie Heng of the Iron Bone Sect could not find a monster like Leng Xingmou, he did find some masters of the Soul Realm to help.

Among them was a girl wearing a veil.

The girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with fair skin and a unique temperament.

Even if you can't see the appearance, you still have a feeling that you can see it from a distance but not play with it, like a fairy.

The girl looked in the direction of Jinzhou: Brother Ling, it's my turn to protect you!

……

Muzhou.

Ling Xiao discovered that the situation in Muzhou was actually not much better than that in Jinzhou.

The guardians of Muzhou remain.

But they only protect warriors, and only warriors, sects, and countries with a certain status. As long as warriors from other places do not attack these people, they will turn a blind eye.

Therefore, the people of Muzhou suffered.

Although almost everyone in Baize Continent practices martial arts, the vast majority of people cannot even succeed in building a foundation in their lifetime.

Not much better than ordinary people.

When Ling Xiao first arrived here, he was shocked to see corpses everywhere.

The village was destroyed!

The city was massacred!

Even the country is destroyed!

Countless people died tragically, and it was a one-sided massacre! Not a war!

The Guardians did not intervene.

Let these things happen.

"We must not let them go to Jinzhou! Absolutely not!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a sharp cold light, and he began to kill crazily.

As long as he sees those who take action against civilians and the weak, he will have no mercy at all.

In a few days, he killed countless warriors from outside.

His realm has also been successfully promoted from the fifth level of the Divine Bone Realm to the sixth level of the Divine Bone Realm.

However, there was no joy in Ling Xiao's eyes.

Before, he thought that something happened to Jinzhou because Li Yunkuang killed those guardians, but now, he knows.

Even if those guardians are there, countless ordinary people will not have anyone to pity and protect them.

As the Tyrant Emperor of the Tyrant Empire, he would never allow this kind of thing.

Naturally, those countries in Muzhou cannot sit still and wait for death.

Some countries have chosen to recognize thieves as their fathers and join forces with invaders to bully their own people.

Of course, some forces chose to resist.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the battlefield was dyed blood red. Blood flowed like a river, and the solemn smell of blood filled the air, making people feel fearful.

The broken flag was swaying in the wind, covered with soil and blood, as if to tell the story of the cruelty and ruthlessness of war.

On the battlefield, corpses lay everywhere, and countless brave soldiers fell in pools of blood. Their bodies were already stiff, and the expressions on their faces were either frightened, determined, or peaceful, as if they were telling their final encounters.

Their weapons were scattered on the ground, and some were still held tightly, as if waiting for their masters to return.

In the distance, the sound of war drums, horns, and shouts of death blended together, making it deafening. The soldiers wore battle armor, held weapons, and fought hard. Their figures looked particularly tragic in the sunset.

Their eyes were full of determination and determination, as if they were willing to pay the price of their lives for honor and belief.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and flames.

The neighing of war horses, the shouts of soldiers, and the clash of weapons intertwined to form a thrilling picture.

Here, life seems so fragile, and death follows closely.

The entire battlefield is like a huge picture, showing the cruelty and ruthlessness of war. Here, bravery and cowardice, life and death, victory and defeat are intertwined, and together they compose a tragic epic.

Ling Xiao was currently in a battlefield.

This is a war to defend our homeland.

Countless soldiers have died tragically.

Many others defected to the enemy.

In the distance, a group of men wearing black clothes with blood-red skulls embroidered on them were pointing, talking and laughing.

It's like watching a play.

"Hahaha, the showdown between ants is quite interesting!"

"This is much more fun than cockfighting or dogfighting!"

"If I had known it was so interesting, our Blood Skeleton Gang should have come out earlier. Not only could we plunder resources, but we could also have such fun things!"

……

"Is it fun?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded not far from them.

A figure was covered in blood, but none of it seemed to be his own.

"Who is this? This is the area controlled by our Blood Skull Gang. Don't you even know the rules?"

A young man looked at Ling Xiao coldly and asked.

It turns out that these people divided Muzhou into their own control areas without interfering with each other.

"Rules? Are the rules of your Blood Skeleton Gang just to treat human life as a trifling matter?" Ling Xiao asked coldly as he walked.

He has seen too many scenes like this.

Although war is cruel, it is also sacred because it is to protect the homeland.

But here, it turned into sadness.

Countless people died, just because of the bad taste of the Blood Skeleton Warriors.

It has become meaningless.

Only cruelty remains!

"Boy, I advise you not to mind your own business and live for a few more days, otherwise, you may die here later!"

The young man's expression turned grim.

"I'm sorry, I'm a bit mean by nature. I don't like to hear other people's threats! I don't want anyone to treat other people's lives as child's play! So, just go and die!"

Ling Xiao has Tai Chi Eyes, so he can tell the strength of these people in front of him at a glance.

That young man was considered the strongest, but he was only at the third level of the Soul Realm.

The rest of them are only at the first or second level of the Soul Realm.

Zhongzhou is indeed stronger than Jinzhou, but strong people are not big cabbage, they are everywhere.

Besides, the Divine Soul Realm is already the top existence in Jinzhou. Except for a few strong people, one person can destroy an entire country.

"Hahahaha, let us die? Do you have the ability?"

The young man laughed.

However, his laughter stopped abruptly in the next moment.

A sword was at his throat.

And the most terrifying thing is that a sword light enveloped the rest of the people, and after the sword strike, only the young man was left alive.

"Smile, keep laughing, why aren't you laughing?"

Ling Xiao looked at the young man coldly and said, "Do you feel fear? Can you feel the despair of those people now?" (End of Chapter)