Batian Martial Soul

Holy King City

The ancient battlefield of Fengshen, which was full of dangers, has also become a place where Ling Xiao can easily cross.

Many monsters here, just feeling Xiao Hei's breath, are already scared to death.

Thinking about it, I really feel emotional, the opportunities in life will always change inconceivably because of the improvement of strength.

This is also the fundamental reason why Ling Xiao will practice desperately.

He didn't want to lose touch with the world.

If he slack off, maybe he will become a joke among others in the future and be regarded as a negative teaching material.

Xiao Hei was really fast, but within a day, he had already reached the edge of the Mysterious Sealing Realm.

Standing on the former Conferred God Stage, thinking about the past scenes, Ling Xiao really felt quite proud.

"Xiao, it seems impossible to pass through. If you want to open the portal to the mysterious sealing realm, you probably have to go to the Holy Martial Kingdom."

Yue Fanghua also looked towards the mysterious sealing realm.

That place is an independent space, and the portal must be opened to enter.

However, the key to open the portal seems to be in the hands of Shengwu Kingdom.

"If I knew it earlier, I should have stopped that guy, the Holy King, to ask."

Ling Xiao shook his head, feeling that he wasted his time.

"It's okay, Xiao Hei is very fast, and this place is very close to the Holy Martial Kingdom, just go there."

Yue Fanghua comforted, "What I'm worried about is whether the Holy King will cooperate obediently."

Ling Xiao sneered and said: "If he knows that what I do is for the whole human race, he must agree.

If not, then don't blame me for being rude.

It is only ten years away from the catastrophe, and no one can wait.

I don't want to waste time either. "

"Are you planning to rob it?"

Yue Fanghua laughed.

"That's right, the former Sacred Martial Kingdom is a giant in my eyes, facing him, I have to live cautiously.

As for now, even the most powerful Holy King of the Sacred Martial Kingdom is definitely no match for the two of us, what are you afraid of him doing.

We are not only holding the reason, but also strong, so he can't help but not cooperate! "

Ling Xiao sneered.

The reason why he can be as confident and domineering as he is now, in the final analysis, is because his strength gave him enough courage.

"Let's go, Xiao Hei, to the Holy Martial Kingdom!"

Yue Fanghua smiled and gave Xiao Hei an order.

The Holy Martial Kingdom is the closest to the Holy City and the closest to the Ancient Battlefield of Conferred Gods.

The top ten martial arts kingdoms.

It is actually very easy to find it.

The Holy Martial Kingdom was built quite magnificently.

As the core Holy King City of the Holy Martial Kingdom, it was also built quite solidly.

The shape is a bit closer to the holy city.

Similar to the general city, it is also divided into three layers, the outer city, the middle city, and the inner city!
The further you go in, the stronger the martial artist will be.

The core of the Holy King City is the Holy King Palace.

The Holy King City is located on the holy mountain of the Holy Martial Kingdom.

It is rumored that the holy emperor was born from the holy mountain. He had no father or mother, and was born of heaven and earth.

Of course, this may just be fabricated to show the legend and mystery of the Holy Great Emperor.

But the Holy Mountain is truly magnificent and extraordinary.

Standing in the distance, it seems to be able to see the holy light completely covering the mountain.

Ling Xiao was in a coma for three days and three nights, and the Holy King had already rushed over from Zisheng City.

It can be seen that Saint King City is now on alert.

The level of vigilance is much stronger than usual, it should be to guard against the Xingtian clan.

It's a pity that this kind of vigilance is actually meaningless to the strong.

Xiao Hei directly went through the heavy blockade and came to the inner city easily.

Of course, he didn't deliberately hide his aura, so it caused a great sensation.

It caused Shengwang City to be very nervous.

The alarm bells kept ringing.

Some people have even launched an attack on them, but it's a pity that their attack can't even keep up with Xiao Hei's speed.

The best way to eat Xiao Hei's fart.

Passing through the inner city, Ling Xiao let Xiao Hei land on top of the Holy King's Palace.

This place is extremely sacred to the Holy Martial Kingdom, and ordinary people are not qualified to enter.

Today, however, Ling Xiao stood on top of the Holy King's Palace, looking down at everything below.

The Holy King naturally also felt Ling Xiao's aura, and led many masters to rush out.

But the current Saint King is nothing in Ling Xiao's eyes.

He didn't even bother to take a second look.

However, there was one thing in the Holy King's Palace that made him quite afraid.

There are many sculptures in the Holy Palace.

But only one of them is particularly eye-catching.

A tall warrior sat on the throne with a big horse and a golden sword. On both sides of the throne, there were two fierce beasts of different shapes.

Really docile to him.

Needless to say, this is probably the sculpture of the Holy Emperor.

It is the same as the golden god sculpture of the Golden Wu Kingdom.

The sculpture is mighty and extraordinary, exuding a breath of sacredness, but more of it is domineering.

Because the carvings are so lifelike, it seems that they may stand up at any time and kill Ling Xiao.

In order to show respect for this sculpture.

Ling Xiao asked Yue Fanghua to put Xiao Hei away, and the two fell to the ground.

Bow down to the statue.

No matter how bad the relationship between Ling Xiao and the Holy Martial Kingdom is, the Holy Emperor was once the leader of the gods in the Eternal God Realm.

It is still worthy of his worship.

But the moment he raised his head, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

He seemed to be under the holy light, and the coercion of the holy light made him very uncomfortable.

Although this kind of power didn't hurt him, it seemed to give him a blow.

This feeling was even stronger than the pressure that Xingtian Clan monster put on him.

In the holy light, the domineering face of a middle-aged man emerged.

With a face that looks more than 40 years old, wearing a white holy war robe, holding a sacred scepter in one hand, and a book in the other hand, it should be the sacred object "Holy Book" in the legend of the Holy Wu Kingdom.

"Is this the Holy Emperor? The unity of holiness and domineering makes people have an urge to surrender and bow down."

Ling Xiao shook his head, his strong spiritual will woke him up from the illusion.

He suddenly had a thought, maybe the Holy Emperor is not dead, he is still alive somewhere.

It's just that people nowadays don't know it.

And the many lost gods who probably didn't die either.

Ling Xiao never believed that a sculpture could produce such a strange energy, he felt that this was a warning and coercion given to him by the Holy Emperor.

Let him not be too rampant.

It's just that the distance may be far away, or for some special reason, this power will not be too strong.

It can't hurt Ling Xiao's fundamentals.

"Ling Xiao, what are you doing in our Holy Martial Kingdom?"

Suddenly, a voice woke Ling Xiao up from his contemplation.

Ling Xiao looked up, and it was a person next to the Holy King who was asking the question, and Ling Xiao recognized him.

The covenant that once made him very embarrassed.

Not even a half-step king.

At the beginning, Ling Xiao was almost killed.

But today, in Ling Xiao's eyes, he was too weak.

Ling Xiao didn't answer his words, but looked at the people around him.

The strongest, apart from the Holy King, is nothing more than a ninth-order half-step king.

If there were no hidden masters in this holy martial country, these people alone would not be able to cause any harm to him.

(End of this chapter)