"What he said might not be true. Perhaps he's trying to hide something."
The white-robed Divine Emissary was smarter.
"Haha, Spirit Hunter and Dispatch Generals, you really know how to brag. Why don't you say you have the Blood Soul Talisman?"
Xiang Mofei sneered.
He didn't believe it either. He felt that Ling Xiao was only using some sort of disguise.
"Blood Soul Talisman? I do have it."
Ling Xiao chuckled.
With a thought, a talisman flew out of his head.
The talisman grew in the wind and became enormous.
"Interesting, isn't it? This is called the Eighteen Hell Talisman!"
The Blood Soul Talisman in the air released a terrifying and sinister aura. The eighteen Gates of Hell represented the eighteen layers of Hell.
It was extremely powerful.
"He really does have it!"
Xiang Mofei wasn't the only one who was shocked. The black-robed Divine Emissary also stood up in shock.
"Does that kid have some sort of background? A Blood Soul Talisman like this isn't something an ordinary person can possess.
"Perhaps what he said about Spirit Hunter and Dispatch Generals is true."
Seeing the Blood Soul Talisman, the white-robed Divine Emissary had no choice but to believe Ling Xiao's words.
On the arena, Xiang Mofei had already regained his composure.
"So what if you have the Blood Soul Talisman or Spirit Hunter and Dispatch Generals? Your cultivation is too weak. You're still no match for me!"
As Xiang Mofei spoke, he took the initiative to attack. With pulsing steps, he charged at Ling Xiao like a lightning elephant.
But once again, Xiang Mofei stopped midway, his body extremely stiff.
To the onlookers, this scene seemed familiar.
It was the scene of Xiang Mofei and Dugu Cangying's battle.
"Again? Or a soul secret art? "
The audience did not like this kind of battle.
They could not see a battle between souls, so although they could feel the tense atmosphere, they could not feel the real battle. It was still very boring.
Right now, Xiang Mofei was in a terrible situation.
His surroundings instantly changed.
It was as if he was no longer on the arena, but in Hell.
All around him were demons, ghosts, and prisoners being punished.
He was one of these prisoners, and Ling Xiao was the leader of these demons.
"Try all eighteen thousand torture instruments of the eighteen layers of Hell. I'd like to see how long you can last."
Ling Xiao's voice was cold.
All of this was happening in the spiritual world. No one outside could see it. Only Ling Xiao and Xiang Mofei could see and converse with each other.
This illusion was created by Ling Xiao's Four-leaf Demonic Eyes and the eighteen Hell Talisman.
He'd just noticed that Mammoth Mofei was completely defenseless against Dugu Cangying's secret soul technique.
Later on, the reason why he was able to break free was all because of the eruption of the Dracophant Force.
However, that was because Dugu Cangying's soul secret technique was too weak.
..........
The reason why the spiritas were so terrifying was that if one's soul force was weaker than theirs, they would be tormented from the very start of the battle.
It had to be said that Mofei was a tough nut to crack. He had tasted all the torture tools in the first layer of hell, and a full day had passed in this world.
Of course, only a few minutes had passed in the outside world.
But Xiang Mofei had been tortured for a day.
"I have to admire your endurance. But how long can you really last?
This is only the first layer. There are still seventeen layers of Hell below. "
Ling Xiao chuckled. Xiang Mofei, on the other hand, was on the verge of breaking down.
Xiang Mofei held on, but not long after the second layer of Hell began, he could no longer hold on.
More than ten minutes had passed in the outside world.
Xiang Mofei, who was standing there, suddenly fell to the ground. His consciousness was blurred, and he had fainted.
This scene caused the spectators to be somewhat astonished.
Because this battle was a spiritual confrontation. No matter how exciting it was, they could not see it.
But Xiang Mofei was defeated!
And defeated so miserably!
He broke free from Dugu Cangying's soul secret technique, but was suppressed by Ling Xiao's soul secret technique. He did not even have the slightest ability to resist.
"Carry him down. Ling Xiao wins!"
Once again, Ling Xiao won. And on the surface, he looked very relaxed. He just stood there and stared at Xiang Mofei for more than ten minutes.
But the martial artists who knew the terror of soul secret techniques understood how dangerous it was.
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, turned around, and walked down the arena in a carefree manner.
He still maintained a complete victory.
The black-clothed demon envoy was speechless.
Just now, it was the white-clothed divine envoy who announced the results for him.
He really could not accept that Xiang Mofei lost to Ling Xiao so easily. This was too strange.
It was completely a bullying way of fighting.
When Ling Xiao walked down the stage, the eyes of the audience were focused on him.
Among these eyes, there was admiration, reverence, fear, and unwillingness.
At the same time, there was some eerie killing intent.
"This kid is growing too fast. Looks like we have to finish him off today."
Dugu Cangying's expression was not very good.
"The Sword Dynasty produced such a genius. It can't be another Dugu Cangying, right?"
The faces of the martial artists of the other eight forces were somewhat gloomy.
Back then, when Dugu Cangying was not the monster he was now, he had blocked the invasion of the Eight Supremes with his own strength.
How powerful and terrifying was that?
Of course, the current Dugu Cangying's strength was far from before.
If not for the Immemorial Divine Tomb opening, and the owner of the Fiendgod Token not allowing battles at this time, the Sword Dynasty would have been destroyed.
Originally, the people of the Eight Supremes had a good plan. After the matter of the Immemorial Divine Tomb was settled, they would attack the Sword Dynasty.
But now, a character like Ling Xiao had appeared. Once he walked out of the Immemorial Divine Tomb, the world of the Nine Supremes would probably be reshuffled.
"He must be eliminated. He must not be left alive!"
The martial artists of the other eight forces were also secretly planning.
After Ling Xiao walked down the stage, the finals were basically coming to an end.
It was now the eighth round, and the rankings were basically set.
The only thing that could not be confirmed was whether the first and second place would be Dugu Cangying or Ling Xiao.
The battle between the old and young would be the final focus.
It was also the final suspense.
Therefore, the people were arguing very fiercely about this battle.
"Dugu Cangying's giant demon puppet defeated Xiang Mofei head-on, and he also has a secret soul art. His strength is definitely stronger than Ling Xiao's."
"But don't forget, Ling Xiao used a secret soul art to torture Xiang Mofei until he fainted. Can Dugu Cangying really withstand it?"
"It's hard to be sure. Both of them are currently undefeated. It's still unknown who will win and who will lose. But what is certain is that this battle will be very lively."
Amidst the arguments and arguments, the curtains of the final battle finally opened.
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