Eons Venerable Lord

1The black flood dragon's dark and thick body was hovering in the air. It opened its bloody mouth and shot out with a cold Qi under Ling Feng's control.    1

    

The facial expression of the seventeen Sovereign Kings changed. They naturally knew about the Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul. It was the ultimate technique of the previous Sovereign King. How did it end up in the hands of this brat?    

    

Although they had never experienced the power of the Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul, they knew that Old Devil Tamu had once relied on the Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul. He was the first amongst the 108 Sovereign Lords in the Limitless Abyss, and there was hardly anyone who could match him. He was even ranked as the number one Devil Monarch.    

    

No one had ever dared to shake the position of Old Devil Tamu.    

    

Until one day, when Pagoda-holding King defeated King Tamu with a sneak attack with his tyrannical strength, the overlord of this generation disappeared without a trace.    

    

"Damn it, it's the Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul of the Old Devil!"    

    

"Who cares about that Black Flood Dragon or White Flood Dragon? This kid is only an early Sovereign King, and we have seventeen people controlling the army, and we even have twice the number of people he has. What's there to be afraid of?"    

    

"That's right, what's there to be afraid of!?"    

    

The seventeen Sovereign Kings were after all the leaders of a region. After a brief moment of shock, they finally reacted, revealing their ferociousness and ferocity.    

    

The 17 of them formed seals at the same time. Boundless Asura Power began to fluctuate in the air above the army. It transformed into 17 blood armored war gods, and their entire bodies were covered in blood red armor. The giant sword in their hands also flashed with a blood red light, as if it had crawled out from countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They carried an incomparably cold and powerful aura.    

    

"Blood Armored War God, kill!"    

    

The seventeen Blood Armored War Gods brandished their huge swords and charged towards the Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul while roaring. The seventeen huge swords slashed through the void, cutting through the entire world, unstoppable.    

    

"Eighteen Blood Armored War Gods?"    

    

Leader Tamu and the others looked at the seventeen Blood Armored War Gods with the same expression on their faces. They didn't expect that Tota B would use such a powerful Combat Soul from the very beginning. They didn't even try to test it out, but used the most violent method.    

    

However, perhaps this was also in line with Pagoda-holding King's personality. This was his natural disposition. If he didn't move, he would move. If he moved, he would be shocking. He had never tried to test it out. He could only push forward with indomitable will. It was precisely because of this that Pagoda-holding King's current status was created.    

    

Although his current position wasn't as high as Chief Tamu's peak, and he was called the First Sovereign, he was still ranked in the top three. No one could ignore him.    

    

The pagoda leader naturally sensed Tota's gaze, but he only glanced at it indifferently. Without any disturbance, a hundred years quietly passed. He had already dismissed it. It was no longer important to take revenge. Therefore, there was no need for resentment.    

    

However, he knew Pagoda-Bearing's personality too well. Now that he had reappeared in the public eye because of Ling Feng, he had no choice but to stand out because he still had Xiaoling. He didn't want Xiaoling to repeat the same mistake as her father.    

    

In the past, when his own son died, he didn't do anything. So now, he didn't want to lose Xiaoling again.    

    

This old man who had been lonely for more than a hundred years was only doing it for the only remaining trace of familial love.    

    

"What a pity. If it were eighteen Blood Armored Combat Souls, perhaps their power wouldn't be something Ling Feng could contend against. But now that there's one less, Ling Feng should be able to handle it!" The leader of the pagoda said to himself. He wasn't really worried.    

    

With his Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul, he was able to sweep away all the Combat Souls. This was also the reason why he let Ling Feng face them alone, even though their army was less than half of the enemy's.    

    

As for Mingkong, he didn't really have high hopes for him. In fact, pulling them over was just to support the situation. During this period of time, he had been extremely disappointed in Mingkong.    

    

Mingkong's transformation was too great, so much so that he almost didn't recognize him. Only Minghao still retained his true heart.    

    

The Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul and the seventeen blood armored battle souls clashed. The black flood dragon soared into the sky while the golden armored battle souls slaughtered in all directions. The two of them kept colliding and crushing each other. As they collided, they gradually formed a stalemate.    

    

However, as time passed, Ling Feng's control of the Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul seemed to become more and more mature. The Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul also became fiercer and fiercer as time passed. Gradually, the blood armored battle soul began to be at a disadvantage.    

    

"Damn it! What's going on with this guy? Why is he getting more and more powerful?!"    

    

"This guy is using us to train his weapon!"    

    

The faces of the seventeen Sovereign Kings gradually turned ugly. They could tell the crux of the matter, and all of them felt extremely aggrieved.    

    

Pagoda-holding King's expression also turned serious. He looked at Ling Feng, and then at King Tamu, who was in the middle of the army. His eyes were filled with envy, "Old bastard, you refused to give me the Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul even when you died back then. But now, you have given it to a young man, and you even asked my army to train his army!"    

    

Pagoda-holding King was burning with anger.    

    

The leader of the pagoda trees looked at Ling Feng, who was getting more and more courageous as he fought, and a gratified smile appeared on his face. Ling Feng's talent was indeed extraordinary. Perhaps he only needed a few more years. You can come to the world. No, perhaps he only needed a year to do it.    

    

This youth had given him too many miracles and surprises.    

    

"If Xiaoling can follow him, perhaps it would be the best outcome!" The leader of the pagoda trees had an idea in his heart. However, Xiaoling's strength was still far from Ling Feng's, so Ling Feng might not take a fancy to her.    

    

Then, he saw a beautiful figure in the great army below Ling Feng. It was Xiaoling.    

    

Xiaoling had already reached the peak of late Asura Commander. All of this had to be attributed to Ling Feng. Ling Feng practically spared no effort to nurture Xiaoling, and he even used medicinal pills as he pleased as long as it did not harm her foundation.