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The moment Ling Xiao stepped out of the majestic and magnificent Star Piercing Tower, he seemed to have stabbed a hornet's nest. Suddenly, he clearly felt the breath of countless people like cold chains, locking his position tightly.

These auras are like poisonous snakes hidden in the grass in the dark night, full of dangerous signals.

Of course, he did all this on purpose. Ling Xiao knew very well that in this world full of crisis, only by pushing himself to the forefront and becoming the target of public criticism can his family and friends be protected from harassment.

He is like a lonely guardian, silently guarding the most important person in his heart in his own way.

He stood quietly near the gate of Zhaixing Tower, and his smile seemed to be mocking the peepers hiding in the dark around him. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could penetrate layers of fog and see through those

The minds of those who are hiding in the dark.

There was a ban here, and the ban was like a silent giant beast, lurking in every inch of space around it. The ban was different from the formation, but it had similarities.

The formation is arranged based on holy patterns, just like building blocks according to established rules, which will not consume the warrior's own energy.

The prohibition is based on the martial soul of a warrior. The martial soul is like the soul mark of a warrior, and the martial soul of each warrior is unique.

Different martial souls have very different restrictions. The stronger the martial soul, the stronger the restrictions are. The power it contains is like a surging wave, enough to destroy all the power that dares to challenge it.

The prohibition in front of me is a huge creature composed of tens of thousands of small prohibitions. The depressing and terrifying aura seemed to condense the air into ice.

At this moment, more than a dozen figures appeared in front of Ling Xiao like ghosts. Their cultivation levels were uneven, and most of them were only at the middle level of the Baoyuan Realm. In this world, they were like a group of small people.

Yes.

However, two of them were particularly eye-catching. These two were like two sharp blades hidden in the darkness, and had reached the advanced level of the Baoyuan realm. These two were extremely interesting, as if they were playing a mysterious game.

The game hides its identity.

Not only did they cover their faces tightly, they were as if they were afraid of being recognized, but even their own aura was covered up with special treasures. They obviously did not want to expose their slightest information, just like a ghost hidden in the darkness.

It's hard to figure it out.

Ling Xiao sneered, his eyes suddenly appeared, and Tai Chi eyes suddenly opened.

In his eyes, the ancient Yin-Yang Map slowly emerged, as if it contained the most mysterious power in the universe. The Yin-Yang Map slowly rotated, emitting a powerful and mysterious aura.

This breath spreads around like a substance, and the air seems to become solemn wherever it goes.

The next moment, under the powerful power of this Tai Chi eye, the two people's covers were completely torn apart like fragile thin paper, without any resistance.

"It's so embarrassing to do things in the Magic Tower." Ling Xiao's lips curled up a sarcastic smile, his voice full of disdain.

His eyes fell on one of them. He was a burly guy with a cold breath all over his body, like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark. Ling Xiao recognized at a glance that this person was a master of the Magic Tower.

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The other person seemed extremely strange. His figure was erratic, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. His breath also appeared and disappeared. Ling Xiao tried to use his Tai Chi eyes to see his identity, but found that he had seen it for a while.

Not transparent.

Although the Tai Chi eyes can easily tear the other person's disguise, this person's face is completely unfamiliar to him. This person is like a ghost suddenly emerged from the darkness, and Ling Xiao doesn't know where he comes from.

, I don't know what he has to do.

But this is normal. After all, Ling Xiao is the best in the martial arts world. On this long martial arts road, he has made countless enemies. Those who chase him are like crucian carp crossing the river, countless.

How could he remember the face of every enemy, and how could he understand the origin of every enemy?

"Hmph, I am not everyone in the Magic Tower. Don't talk nonsense. The one I dislike the most is the magic cultivator." The powerful man in the Magic Tower whose identity was exposed darkened, snorted coldly, trying to hide himself with words.

embarrassment and anger.

There was a hint of panic flashing in his eyes, but he still pretended to be calm, trying to maintain his dignity in front of Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao just smiled indifferently, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes, as if he had seen through the other party's disguise and guilt: "It doesn't matter who you are, anyway, you are all going to die here today. If you die, you will naturally know you.

Is the identity.”

His voice was calm and firm, without any slight tide, as if he was stating a certain fact that he had foresaw the other party's end, which was an inevitable death.

When the powerful man from the Magic Tower heard this, his face became even colder, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "It's interesting, you dare to say such arrogant words. You really don't know your situation."

His words were full of threats and provocations, and every word seemed to squeeze out from the gaps of his teeth, as if he wanted to completely irritate Ling Xiao. His body leaned forward slightly, holding the long knife tightly in his hand, and on his arm

The veins swelled up, showing his inner anger and tension.

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

The moment the sound fell, the long sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed.

Buzz!

With a roar, the moment the long sword was unsheathed, a dazzling sword light suddenly lit up, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. The sword light flashed with cold light, slashing straight at an extremely fast speed.

Lingxiao comes.

Wherever the sword light passed, the air was torn apart in an instant, making a sharp whistling sound, as if cheering for this fatal blow.

This knife was like a sharp lightning tearing the night sky, and it was extremely fast and was unsheathed in an instant.

It is not only fast, but the sword force is like the arrival of the end of the world, as if it contains the great power to open up the world, which can split the vast world into two. This powerful force caused the surrounding air to tremble sharply

, The space seems to be distorted and deformed by this force.

That's right, this is the strength of a high-level strongman in Baoyuan Realm. Although he is only at the seventh level of Baoyuan Realm and is the lowest level among high-level strongman, the strength he has shown is still terrifying.

The high-level powerhouses in the Baoyuan realm have reached the level of perfection. They can mobilize their spiritual power in the most exquisite way and condense it in every move and every move, thereby bursting out terrifying lethality.

Moreover, this person is a demon cultivator. The demon cultivator has many unique features in battle. They are good at using dark magic to erode the opponent's mind and cause him to fall into fear and chaos.


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