Peerless Martial Soul

"This, is this a soul beast?" At this moment, Gu Ruoyun outside the cave showed a look of horror.

Then he shook his head, sighed and said, "This little guy has really bad luck. Those spirit beasts have already passed an hour."

"It stands to reason that even if you go in again, you won't encounter it. However, he didn't expect that he would directly lead out the spirit beasts."

"It seems that there must be something in this little guy that these soul beasts are particularly coveted. No wonder, he wants to enter the soul-breaking secret realm so much."

"He is afraid, but also wants to go in and find something."

He sighed, but he didn't mean to save Chen Feng at all. He just said indifferently: "The road you have chosen is about to finish. If you die on the road, you can't blame others!"

He shook his head and said: "If you run into a soul beast, you are unlucky. The soul beast is powerful and very difficult to deal with. Even I am a little jealous, let alone you!"

He had no hope for Chen Feng to survive.

Tongtian Peak, above the main hall, is the first theme in the center, which is the position where Master Yun Ling can sit.

Pan Ling didn't dare to sit there, but he placed a seat next to him and sat there carelessly.

The meaning is obvious, he is now above everyone else.

At his left and right, there were a dozen Supreme Elders sitting on their respective sides, all of them showing some impatience.

Pan Ling seemed completely unaware of it, and talked endlessly there.

Although everyone was dissatisfied, no one dared to say it. Now they have to listen to Pan Ling. This is the rules of the sect and it is very strict.

Pan Ling was talking triumphantly from above, and suddenly, everyone heard a strong sound of breaking through the sky outside, and they were constantly approaching here.

A great elder stood up, his face solemnly said: "This is someone driving the flying behemoth toward us."

Pan Ling stood up and said, "I want to see, who dares to be so arrogant on the site of our Ziyang sword field!"

With that, walked out of the hall.

When they walked out of the main hall and came to the square in front of them, they saw a huge black shadow approaching quickly in the distance.

From a black spot to a black shadow, almost instantly, it suddenly appeared in the sky in front of the hall.

Everyone felt that the sun was covered by the darkness in front of them.

Everyone looked up in amazement, and saw that what hovered in the sky was a huge golden tiger. This golden tiger was six to seven hundred meters long at the front and back, and it was as huge as a mountain.

On its two wings, there are two huge fleshy wings with a wingspan of thousands of meters, which looks like a giant mountain in the air.

Every time the two meat wings tremble, a hurricane can be set off, making people almost unsteady on the square!

"What a powerful spirit beast is this, at least it is also a 9th-rank spirit beast! Extremely powerful!" an elder exclaimed.

And the other person said with a deep gaze: "This is not a spirit beast."

"You see, the body of this giant golden tiger is translucent. This is not a natural spirit beast, but a condensed martial soul."

"This is the martial soul of a strong soul condensing state!"

When everyone heard it, they all looked at it, and it really was like this.

After confirming this, they all took a breath!

Such a huge martial soul is extremely powerful, and this person can definitely be regarded as first-class among the strong souls.

After hovering on the square for a while, this huge golden-winged tiger suddenly dropped its head and flew towards the core square.

Pan Ling and others cursed secretly in their hearts, but had to follow.

Soon, this golden-winged tiger came to the top of the core square.

In the core square, tens of thousands of core disciples gathered here, and the sudden arrival of the golden-winged giant tiger greatly shocked everyone.

People looked up at him one after another, with shocking expressions on their faces!

Then, the golden-winged giant tiger slowly descended, and a huge gust of wind caused some core disciples to stagger.

People stepped aside, and finally, the golden winged tiger fell to the ground.

Everyone also saw the two people standing on the tiger's head.

One was a refined middle-aged man in his fifties, and beside him stood a young man in his twenties.

This young man looks very handsome and has a noble temperament, but his face has an undisguised haughty color.

Standing on the head of the tiger with his hands under his shoulder, he looked at the core disciples of Ziyang Sword Field with a faint snort in his nose, extremely disdainful.

Then, instead of looking at them, he looked at the distant mountains.

Obviously, these core disciples were not in his eyes at all!

Pan Ling and other elders rushed over. He looked at the elegant middle-aged man and said in a deep voice, "I don't know who your Excellency is. Come to my Ziyang Sword Field, what's the point?"

The elegant middle-aged man did not answer him, but said lightly: "Where is the Master Yuan Ling?"

He asked Master Yuan Ling as soon as he opened his mouth, not even asking who Pan Ling was. Obviously, he didn't put Pan Ling in his eyes at all, thinking that he was not qualified to talk to himself.

A look of sorrow flashed across Pan Ling's face, and he said faintly: "Master Yun Ling is in retreat, now I am presiding over the Ziyang Sword Field."

"Are you presiding over the Ziyang Sword Field?" The elegant middle-aged raised his brows and said, "Is the first of the other main peaks all dead? It's your turn?"

Upon hearing this, Pan Ling's expression immediately turned ugly, and said coldly: "What do you mean by your excellency?"

Ruya middle-aged said lightly: "I mean, you are totally unworthy to stand here and talk to me!"

"Who is your excellency?" Pan Ling said, holding back his anger.

He knew that this person was definitely not easy to provoke, and he didn't dare to offend him.

Pan Ling is definitely a bully and fearful of hardships, and when he encounters real hard stubble, he persuades him.

At this time, a well-informed Taishang elder exclaimed: "The spirit of martial arts is a golden tiger with huge wings. It is said that this spirit is only owned by a certain expert in the Alchemist Association!"

"And it's still a master of the soul condensing state, how many such masters are there in Danyang County?"

"Your Excellency, is it Su Yucheng, the president of the Danyang County Alchemist Association? Your martial arts spirit is a fifth-rank Xuan rank, a golden-winged flying tiger!"

The ruya middle-aged proudly said: "You are not all blind at Ziyang Sword Field, and there are still people who can know me!"

As soon as this statement came out, many onlookers of Ziyang sword field disciples all uttered exclamations and looked at him with extremely admiring eyes.

Soul Condensing Realm masters are far superior to them in strength, in their eyes, they are just like legendary characters.

And this martial soul has reached the fifth stage of the Profound Rank, which is a realm that they can't even imagine.

A fifth-rank Xuan rank, such a huge martial soul, think about how powerful it would be!

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