Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Zhongtian sighed, "You killed Fang Yue and humiliated Zhengqitang. They must be filled with resentment and will never give up easily. These young people often act impulsively and without regard for the consequences. You need to be more cautious to prevent any accidents."

A cold smile inadvertently appeared on the corner of Lingxiao's mouth, which contained unquestionable determination and domineering. "They'd better not act rashly, otherwise, I really can't guarantee that they can still live safely in this world."

His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an unquestionable threat.

Chongtian looked at Lingxiao's stern face and shook his head helplessly, with a bit of blame and worry in his tone:

"You, you! Even if you don't take those little bastards seriously, you have to consider your friends and relatives. They are in Zhengqitang now, you have to make them feel at ease. Your every move may affect their safety."

Lingxiao nodded gently after hearing this, and a complex emotion flashed across his face. He is not a person who does not know the importance of things, and naturally understands that his actions may have an impact on the people around him. But he also has his own persistence and principles, and he cannot let his path of cultivation be disturbed and hindered by anyone.

"I know, senior brother." Lingxiao's voice was calm and firm. He understood Chongtian's worries and painstaking efforts. He would not provoke people from Zhengqitang for no reason, but if it was for cultivation and to improve his strength, then there was nothing he could do.

He knew very well that in this world where the strong are respected, only by pinning hope on himself and constantly becoming stronger can he solve all problems and protect his relatives and friends.

"Practice well!" Chongtian's voice echoed in the bamboo sea, with a bit of brotherly concern. He raised his hand and patted Lingxiao on the shoulder.

Lingxiao could feel the warmth from Chongtian's palm, which was a long-lost warmth. Under the moonlight, Chongtian's back gradually went away, and the bronze bell hanging around his waist swayed in the wind, intertwined with the sound of bamboo leaves rubbing. Lingxiao knew that this senior brother really cared about him.

But...

The night wind suddenly turned fast, and a dark demon shadow appeared behind him, releasing a terrifying murderous intent, which instantly filled the entire bamboo forest, as if highlighting his current situation and determination.

He might have to disobey.

Amid the rustling sound of bamboo leaves, Lingxiao's eyes became sharp. If he wanted to improve his strength quickly, he had to kill people!

Kill those who wanted to kill him!

Kill those who wanted to take his treasure!

Under the moonlight, his shadow suddenly stretched very long, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

Ling Xiao knew that the person who wanted to seize his treasure was lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity like a poisonous snake.

The night owl suddenly let out a shrill cry, and Ling Xiao's pupils glowed with a strange golden light in the dark. He has just entered the Tongtian Realm and is not strong enough. If he can cultivate to the peak of the Tongtian Realm...

Ling Xiao's eyes swept across the endless wilderness outside the Zhaixing Tower, which was vaguely visible in the depths of the bamboo sea. There were countless people hiding there who wanted his life. At that time, even ordinary warriors of the sixth and seventh levels of the Baoyuan Realm should have the strength to fight.

If he used those trump cards, Ling Xiao knew that he could even fight with a high-level Baoyuan Realm warrior, and if he was not careful, he could even kill him.

Moreover, his cultivation of the Demon God's Will and the Five Dragon Technique has reached a bottleneck. Just sitting there and practicing will not make any progress, the only way is to fight!

Shortly after Chongtian left, Ling Xiao gently put on the magical fog-hiding cloak, as if wrapped in a layer of light mist, and his figure instantly became hazy and elusive.

He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination and coldness, and quietly left the Magic Tower, and even stepped out of the mysterious and vast boundary of the Star-Picking Tower. His target is those enemies who have not given up chasing him, those villains who are still greedily eyeing the treasure in his hand.

These people, like jackals, tigers and leopards, are always spying in the dark, trying to take away the treasure that is enough to make the whole world crazy from him.

Most of them wandered around the Star-Picking Tower, or hid in the mountains and forests, or lurked in the market, using various means to try to find Ling Xiao's traces.

However, they never expected that Ling Xiao had already seen through their intentions and decided to take the initiative to eliminate these potential threats one by one.

Ling Xiao shuttled through the dense woods, his footsteps light and silent, as if he was integrated with nature. With his keen intuition and extraordinary skills, he easily avoided those seemingly hidden but actually full of loopholes traps and surveillance.

His heart was full of anger and unwillingness. These greedy enemies not only threatened his safety, but also made it impossible for him to practice and grow with peace of mind. Therefore, he was determined to teach them a profound lesson and let them understand that there are some people they can never afford to offend.

In this land full of dangers, Ling Xiao is like a cheetah ready to go, quietly waiting for the best time to attack. And those enemies who are trying to seize the treasure, but they don't know that they are stepping into the abyss of death.

…

Outside the Zhaixing Tower, on a vast wilderness, four people each occupy one side, standing or standing, exuding an aura that cannot be underestimated. The afterglow of the setting sun fell, stretching their figures long, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one look!

One was an old man with silver hair and a fluttering white beard. He was wearing a wide black robe, the corners of which swayed gently in the wind, as if resonating with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Although his face was old, his eyes were like the deep night sky, shining with wisdom and insight.

One sat on a huge rock that suddenly appeared, covered with shiny black armor, which was engraved with complex and mysterious patterns, shining with a cold luster in the sun. Although his face could not be seen clearly, judging from his slightly immature hair color, this person seemed to be in his youth and vigorous.

Another person was a woman with long hair like a waterfall, gently falling to her waist. She was wearing a long skirt that swayed gently in the wind. The embroidery on the skirt was delicate and exquisite, as pleasing to the eye as a work of art. Her face was pure and refined, and her eyebrows revealed an extraordinary temperament, which made people unforgettable at first sight.

The last person was extremely short, only about three feet tall, with a bald head, dark and rough skin, twisted facial features, and extremely ugly.

However, it was this inconspicuous appearance that made it impossible to ignore the powerful aura emanating from him, as if he was a beast lurking in the dark, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Although these four people had different appearances, ages, and genders, without exception, they were all extremely powerful. The chat between them seemed casual, but in fact, every word contained deep meaning, which was unpredictable. (End of this chapter)