Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 9196 The struggle of ants!
These two are simply too powerful to suffocate.

One of them had the mark of a desert poisonous scorpion between his eyebrows.

The other person has the mark of a desert lizard between his eyebrows.

To Ling Xiao, it feels like two giant beasts from ancient times.

It's obviously not that big.

But there seems to be heaven and earth in the eyes.

At this moment, both of them saw Ling Xiao.

The strong man with the lizard mark smiled: "Hahahaha, it's coming, it's still coming!
Martial Saint Heisha, you have suppressed me for thousands of years, but in the end you still failed. Today, you are still going to die after all.

Don't worry, after I go out, I will definitely clean up your disciples and grandchildren, hahahaha! "

The laughter was like thunder.

The shock made Ling Xiao's head buzz.

"really!"

In fact, when Ling Xiao saw these two people, he guessed that the person with the poisonous scorpion mark might be the Heisha Wusheng who disappeared ten thousand years ago.

Now, it is certain.

Heisha Wusheng is indeed missing.

He is not dead.

It is not that he has left the black sand domain.

He's just stuck.

So who is the other person?
Ling Xiao was a little confused. Anyone who could fight Heisha Wusheng must also be a Wusheng.

"Ghost Dragon Wusheng, don't even think about it, even if I die with you, I won't let you escape."

Heisha Wusheng said coldly.

Apparently a decision has been made.

"Heisha, are you confused? You know that the so-called Saint's Secret Realm this time was created by me with my injuries.

The purpose is to let your disciples come in and kill each other.

More than 100 million people came in.

Now there are only about [-] dead left.

Those dead warriors, their flesh and blood, and their souls will all be the source of my recovery.

But for some reason, some people's energy essence was devoured.

It’s weird.

Forget it.

It doesn't matter, if you can restore me a little bit, you will die!
Also, see that silly boy?

Those including him are top talents.

They don't listen to your advice and come in here.

Just to bring me nourishment.

You know the exercises I practice, as long as I devour their flesh and blood, my strength will recover a lot.

You are hopeless.

You lost to me after all.

You are powerful, but you are still no match for human greed.

Hahahaha, God is going to kill you, you have to die! "

Ghost Dragon Wusheng laughed out loud.

very excited.

Ling Xiao frowned.

Some of the previous doubts were also completely resolved.

1 years ago, Heisha Wusheng encountered a powerful enemy, in order to prevent the Heisha domain from being wiped out.

Therefore, it is a place where powerful enemies are imprisoned.

The two were tied.

No one can leave here.

But the ghost dragon martial saint is still stronger than the black shark martial saint, so he came up with a way.

to restore their strength.

Thus, the Saint Secret Realm appeared.

There are also some corpses that Ling Xiao encountered in the Saint's Secret Realm before, although their bodies were intact, but they were already dead.

It can also be explained.

This Ghost Dragon Martial Saint seems to be able to absorb the vitality of people.

Let people die endlessly.

Pity.

Those emperor-level existences are useless in front of saints.

All became victims of this struggle.

The 1-year battle has continued until now.

Although both of them were seriously injured, they were still fighting.

And the desert scorpions and desert lizards I encountered before seem to be able to give a perfect explanation.

Black Shark Wusheng tried to stop the warriors who entered here.

I just don't want Gu Long Wusheng's ambition to come true.

But it is a pity that almost all top talents have entered.

His obstruction failed.

But it's a coincidence.

Ling Xiao stopped the rest.

Just entered here by myself.

"Boy, what about the others? Didn't nearly [-] people come here? Forget it, don't worry about it, you're not bad, I devoured your flesh and blood first.

Wait for the others. "

After saying that, the Ghost Dragon Wusheng suddenly slapped Ling Xiao with his palm.

That palm wind covered the sky and the sun.

Makes the whole space dark.

A terrible pressure made Ling Xiao feel suffocated.

Although already seriously injured Wu Sheng.

But that's also Wu Sheng.

Ling Xiao couldn't resist at all.

Can't escape!
He could only let the palm print that covered the sky be bombarded down.

"Move me!"

Ling Xiao roared.

Suddenly, the incarnation of Zulong.

The field of heaven exploded.

rushed forward.

"Huh? Ancestral dragon bloodline? Heavenly Dao domain? In this world, is there such a genius? Damn it, you must die!"

Ghost Dragon Wusheng's face changed a little.

Obviously, he is very afraid of Ling Xiao's talent.

"If you want to kill him, ask me first!"

Wusheng Heisha made a move.

A gust of wind whipped up flying sand and rocks.

A gigantic palm was formed.

boom!
Palms collided with palms.

An unstoppable terrifying storm between heaven and earth was formed.

Ling Xiao was blown up.

On the battlefield of Wu Sheng, he is too small.

No matter what means, it seems so useless.

I can only save my life!

"Heisha, if you dare to stop me, I will kill you!"

Ghost Dragon Wusheng's combat power at this time is definitely stronger than Heisha Wusheng.

The two fought on the ground, and the sky fell apart, and the sun and the moon were darkened.

The scene was a shock.

But soon, Black Sand Martial Saint was at a disadvantage.

Sure enough, a large number of warriors died, giving Guilong Wusheng the best time to recover, which also made him finally stronger than Heisha Wusheng.

The delicate balance is upset.

"No, I have to find a way, otherwise, I will definitely die today."

Ling Xiao knew very well that once Heisha Wusheng was defeated, he would be the next to die.

In front of Wu Sheng, Zhundi is a real ants.

Even if he has countless means, it is impossible to escape death.

Therefore, his hope is Wusheng Heisha.

If it can help Black Sand Wusheng win.

Then don't worry.

But how exactly?
Formation!

By the way, array!
This was the only way Ling Xiao could think of.

Use the gate of time and space to create a space-time array to block this space.

He couldn't think of anything else but this.

thought here.

He sacrificed his flying sword and galloped over the Great Emperor.

Start to draw a daring formation.

A way to imprison Wu Sheng.

Even though he is not as good as an ant in front of a martial saint.

But ants also have to fight.

He couldn't just wait to die like this.

"Boy, what are you doing? Even the Great Emperor is an ant in my eyes, yet you dare to resist, kill!"

Ghost Dragon Wusheng repelled Heisha Wusheng with one punch, and then slammed towards Ling Xiao with another palm.

There is no need for any special method to deal with Ling Xiao.

Just one palm is enough.

As long as it hits, Ling Xiao will undoubtedly die.

At this moment, the blood in Ling Xiao's whole body seemed to freeze.

The whole person couldn't move at all.

The terrifying majesty of the saint completely suppressed him.

Once again he couldn't move.

"Batian Martial Soul, release!"

Ling Xiao was already desperate, so he didn't care what was exposed.

(End of this chapter)