Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 4774 Convinced you!

"Then let's make a move, everyone, please get out of the way!"

Ling Xiao waved his hand lightly.

The warriors of the Shadow Tribe stepped aside one after another, forming a large open space in the middle.

At this time, more and more people gathered here.

They were planning how to resist the tide of darkness, but when they came here, they heard even more shocking news.

Then he stood aside and waited quietly.

"Let's do it together, you alone, it's not enough!"

Ling Xiao said to Black Crow and his guards. "

This group of people disrespected him, no matter what, he had to be taught a little lesson, and he was beaten up to relieve his anger.

"Insanity!"

Hei Ya didn't dare to say it on his mouth, but he scolded Ling Xiao in his heart.

At the same time, he summoned five of his subordinates to attack Ling Xiao with him.

"How can you not listen to the son of prophecy, it's just a discussion with him.

Don't hurt the Son of Prophecy.

Lest our little chief cry. "

At this time, Black Crow doesn't believe in the Son of Prophecy at all.

Because he knew very well that those prophecies of his father were simply false.

It was created to better control the lizardmen.

However, other lizardmen are different from him.

Although they were not sure that Ling Xiao was the son of prophecy, what if it was?

To actually fight the Son of Prophecy, no matter whether you win or lose, that is disrespectful.

This is ridiculous.

But helpless, the other party is a few priests, and they can't stop it.

Long Ya stood there with a sneer in his eyes.

Black Crow is self-inflicted and can't live.

This move is completely against the hundreds of thousands of warriors of the Shadow Tribe.

This is digging its own grave.

But the black crow has nothing to do, if he doesn't defeat Ling Xiao, he won't break the saying of the son of prophecy.

Then the faction of the chief must be more powerful.

And it will be troublesome for them to sacrifice to the faction.

Long Ya really believed that Ling Xiao was the son of the prophecy, not because of the prophecy of the totem priest.

It was because of Ling Xiao's strength and the scene where Ling Xiao killed the dark monster.

It was too deep in his impression.

So he wasn't worried that Ling Xiao would lose at all.

It is impossible for the Son of Prophecy to lose to a fool.

Ling Xiao stood there, hooked his hands at the six people opposite him and said, "Come on, let's go together!"

Since you want to show your strength, you have to be a little shocked.

The combination of the six people on the opposite side was almost exactly the same as that of Long Ya.

A third level divine body!

Two divine physiques at the second level!
Three divine physical realms and one level!
Ling Xiao is now in the state of the emperor's body, and he doesn't even need the beast soul transformation and the martial soul array.

With bare hands alone, these guys can be beaten to the point of crying.

"Go!"

Black Crow didn't rush to make a move, but waved his hand.

Order your men to attack.

This guy is still more cautious.

Seeing that Ling Xiao was so calm, he was afraid that Ling Xiao would have some special skills.

This is clearly to let the hands go to test.

Three lizard men with a first-level divine body rushed out.

They didn't use any fancy combat skills.

Compete with Ling Xiao completely with the flesh.

The lizardman's natural physical body is an advantage.

The tall and mighty body matches the hard scales on the surface of the body.

It makes humans dare not fight with them in close quarters.

However, facing the three people who attacked, Ling Xiao just smiled lightly.

Not at all.

He wants to shock his opponent!
Believe in his identity as the Son of Prophecy.

"Son of Prophecy, hurry up!"

When Longya saw that Ling Xiao was motionless, he became anxious immediately. The lizardman's physical body was extremely strong.

Resisting so stubbornly is simply courting death.

He knew that Ling Xiao was powerful, but he couldn't do this.

"Since you believe that I am the Son of Prophecy, just stay there and watch."

Ling Xiao smiled faintly.

Even though the three lizardmen bombarded him.

The terrifying roar exploded.

The screams sounded immediately.

All the lizardmen were surprised to find that it was not Ling Xiao who was injured, but the three lizardmen who were ejected.

Their arms were all broken.

But Ling Xiao was unharmed.

"The Son of Prophecy, you can't be wrong, he really is the Son of Prophecy!

A body stronger than a dark monster! "

A voice rang out from the crowd.

Everyone got excited.

Even those who had some doubts about Ling Xiao's identity before, at this moment, they are convinced of it.

But Ling Xiao felt that he had to strike while the iron was hot.

"continue!"

He still stood there and hooked his hands: "If I don't make a move today, I can defeat all of you.

Tell you how the Son of Prophecy fought. "

He just discovered an interesting thing.

When the opponent attacked him, the ice in the world of mountains and rivers was actually absorbed by the body.

In the basalt body of the gods and demons, there is actually a layer of terrifying cold power.

This can make his physical defense and attack stronger.

Therefore, this battle has a new meaning.

"Go! Don't be afraid!"

The black crow waved his hand, and the two second-level divine physique warriors rushed towards Ling Xiao again.

The strength of these two guys is much stronger than the previous three warriors in the first level of the divine body.

And they all used weapons.

It is an imperial weapon with two dragon patterns.

Two hammers.

"mean!"

Longya scolded.

Black Crow didn't care, because he knew that he couldn't lose in today's battle.

If you lose, it will be miserable.

He really had to become the other party's slave, otherwise the dark totem would definitely kill him.

"Boom!"

The hammer hit Ling Xiao's head and legs hard.

But Ling Xiao remained motionless.

The frightening thing was that the deadly cold air released from his body froze the two hammers.

Then it collapsed directly.

Seeing this scene, the two martial artists at the second level of divine physique retreated hastily.

At this time, the black crow had already begun to gather strength.

Straits of black energy were used in his body.

This is the power that the dark totem bestows upon the warriors of the Shadow Tribe.

"Black Crow Dance!"

With the sound of the black crow, a terrifying storm suddenly formed around him.

If you look carefully, you will find that these storms are actually formed by black crows.

And these black crows are formed by the condensation of dark gods.

The terrifying black crow dance made the warriors around feel the terrifying murderous aura.

The huge coercion made them tremble with fear.

"Black Crow, you are no longer sparring. Are you planning to kill the Son of Prophecy with this move?"

Longya said coldly.

"If he is the real Son of Prophecy, why would he be afraid?"

The crow didn't listen to him at all.

He just wanted to kill Ling Xiao.

Only by killing Ling Xiao can such a farce end.

Ling Xiao still stood there, looking indifferently at Hei Ya and the other two powerhouses at the second level of the divine body.

Those two also activated their dark spirits, and their bodies turned black.

Exuding a strong evil breath.

Ling Xiao still looked nothing special, and his aura was not that scary.

It seems that no trace of true energy has been released.

He just wanted to defeat these three guys with his own body.

In this way, he looks even more awesome.

(End of this chapter)