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Chapter 80 The Record of Catastrophe and Massacre

In the pure white world, a young man sat cross-legged on the ground, as motionless as a sculpture.

After an unknown amount of time, as the spiritual energy around his body continued to jump and became silent again, Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, a huge wave of spiritual energy rose into the sky.

There was a roar in Ling Xiao's body, and then, the spiritual springs in the double spiritual veins gradually stacked up to the fifth level.

The five-level spiritual spring kept surging, then fell silent again and finally became calm.

After a full ten days of adjusting his breath, Ling Xiao has completely refined the three powers in his body, and his cultivation has also broken through to the fifth level of the First Truth!

From the very beginning when he first entered his true state, Ling Xiao had crossed five minor realms!

The inheritance power of the Calamity Spirit Vein is particularly overbearing. It took Ling Xiao four full days just to refine and adapt to the new spiritual vein.

After entering Chuzhen, Ling Xiao made a qualitative leap in both mental and spiritual power. The sebum all over his body changed from the bronze in the wilderness, becoming white again, and his bones and meridians became tougher.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and punched the air suddenly. The force was so strong that the wind of the punch was like a sudden storm, shaking violently in front of him.

Ling Xiao's punch at this time was enough to break a boulder, and he was even more delighted with his change.

At this time, the huge divine aura appeared again, and the guardian remnant spirit and the trial remnant spirit appeared one after another.

With a sweep of their consciousness, they noticed Ling Xiao's change, and the two of them couldn't help but nod.

"Yes, your power at this time is more than ten times stronger than when you entered the trial place, and you have fully adapted to the calamity god's veins, and you can now proceed to the next step of inheritance."

A confused voice passed by, and a dark, viscous liquid fell from the sky. The liquid was not translucent, but was extremely deep, and even faintly exuded a strong spiritual power.

Before Ling Xiao could say anything, the phantom raised his hand again and injected the entire liquid into Ling Xiao's consciousness.

Ling Xiao's boundless sea shook violently, and the gray liquid suddenly exploded in it. Ling Xiao was about to resist but found that the daytime sky inside his consciousness was wrapped in this liquid.

The soft, moist touch was not painful, but rather refreshing. Ling Xiao's spirit fell silent for an instant. This gray thing was very active, and half of it had merged into Ling Xiao's spirit in just half an hour.

Ling Xiao's spirit became clearer and clearer. Even with his eyes closed, he could feel all the auras around him. The increase in the power of his spiritual consciousness also meant the refinement of his spiritual sense.

Even looking inside, you can see every detail of your body, even every drop of blood.

This extraordinary transformation made Ling Xiao forget everything he had ever experienced, and he even felt as if he was in a state of ecstasy, almost intoxicated.

But at this time, above the sky of the boundless sea, the original day turned into darkness, with only a few stars.

Ling Xiao re-examined his inner scene. Under his feet was the clear and vast boundless sea, and above his head was the pitch-black night sky. Two crystals the size of a person, one black and one white, were flickering and jumping in mid-air.

The soul of the God of Disaster has been completely integrated with the inner scene of his own consciousness.

In the night sky, a few stars scattered down, scattered one after another in front of Ling Xiao, and then combined to form words.

"Record of Disaster and Massacre."

Ling Xiao said his name as if he was distracted. Before he could think about it, these spots directly invaded his spirit like a scourge.

His consciousness expanded again, and Ling Xiao seemed to have fallen into another world, surrounded by darkness and without any brilliance.

"The Disaster World Massacre Record is a divine legacy technique created by Mo Yang, the God of Disaster. Only those with the veins and soul of the God of Disaster can practice it."

"The power of the God of Disaster's veins is divided into eight levels. During the cultivation stage, you can swallow other people's spiritual veins to practice. Each level corresponds to a corresponding divine skill."

"The soul of the god of disaster contains extremely strong spiritual power. It can use the soul-searching technique to search the opponent's memory. It can also use the power of nightmare to make the enemy fall into a dream."

"And the divine soul plus the spiritual veins are the complete record of the disaster and the complete power of the God of Disaster."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn't calm down for a long time. If the Disaster God's veins and the Disaster God's soul are the forced enhancement of one's own strength, then this technique is to use these two powers to the extreme!

The soul can create dreams and read other people's memories, but the spiritual veins can swallow other people's spiritual veins for practice, and even correspond to corresponding magical skills.

The trial of the God of Disaster is extremely difficult, and even each of the three levels makes people despair, but the power of the inheritance of the God of Disaster is also beyond imagination!

"The way of heaven is vast, the way of God is bumpy, the beginning of the grand mist, no domain and no order, all kinds of cause and effect in the world, all like ups and downs, unparalleled power, the pagoda will never have the light of eternal calamity, the Tao method is reversed, showing the power of the scorching sun, the soul of nightmare

, manifesting the extremely cold Yin, with no thoughts and desires, inheriting the beginning of nothingness, extreme thoughts and desires, transforming into the devil of no illusions, the divine machine is refined a hundred times, the blue clouds..."

The vicissitudes of soul sound was low and solemn. Ling Xiao was stunned at this moment, and everything in the world seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Ling Xiao was immersed in this confusion, and these obscure words kept ringing in his mind.

In the pure white world, the phantom looked at Ling Xiao, who was completely silent. His body slowly floated in front of him, looking at him silently.

"Do you think, with his understanding, can he understand the true meaning of this technique?" Xuying said slowly.

"It's difficult. The Record of Disaster and Slaughter is a skill inherited from the gods, far beyond the skills of this world. Although this guy is diligent and perseverant, his understanding is really average."

The trial of the residual spirit directly revealed Ling Xiao's shortcomings.

The shadow turned a deaf ear and still floated quietly in the air.

Above the sky, the remnant spirit of the trial did not say much, and its huge eyes slowly closed in the air.

Ling Xiao's spirit was sluggish for a while. Although he had the Calamity God Soul and the Calamity God Veins, his comprehension of this technique was extremely slow.

Three days have passed... Ling Xiao's consciousness still hasn't responded, and his spirit is still immersed in nothingness.

Ten days have passed...and the same is true

Twenty days passed

Thirty days

Ling Xiao's spirit roared, and eight dazzling rays of light lit up one after another in the calamity god's veins.

They were connected in series, and immediately, the other seven places slowly closed at this time, leaving only one place flickering.

Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and a dark light flashed between his eyes.

Huge power spread out from Ling Xiao's body, and the air waves soared into the sky. Ling Xiao's temperament and spirit became particularly strong.

"Oh, I finally woke up." Xuying yawned and said quietly.

"How long have I been in trance?" Ling Xiao looked at the palm of his hand, feeling the double transformation of his soul and body, and asked quietly.

"Let me think about it, uh, a full thirty-seven days." Xuying said with a faint smile.

In fact, in his mind, with Ling Xiao's understanding, if he wanted to understand the true record of the disaster, he would not find it strange even if it took sixty days. But now, Ling Xiao has actually shortened the time by half.

Maybe it’s the compatibility between Ling Xiao and the God of Disaster’s soul.

Ling Xiao remained silent and slowly closed his eyes. The strength of his whole body increased sharply, and his aura suddenly changed at this moment. Like an unattainable mountain, a scarlet light spot slowly emerged in the gray calamity god's veins.

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"Kamiwei!"

With a whisper, Ling Xiao suddenly punched the phantom. The space trembled for a moment, and tiny cracks appeared in the pure white world under Ling Xiao's fist wind.

The extremely powerful domineering power was forcibly blasted out, and for a moment, the coercion emanating from his whole body was like a giant mountain collapsing.

The phantom was dissipated directly under the wind of the fist. The wind of the fist was fierce, and the fierce force was blasted hundreds of feet away.

Ling Xiao withdrew his fist and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was very satisfied with his blow.

But in the next breath, he was punched on the head. Ling Xiao was stunned, and his body was directly knocked down by a strong external force.

The phantom was floating in the air, looking at Ling Xiao with a strange smile.

"Oh, you brat, you dare to try my moves on me? I think you're just a test and that's not enough!"

The gloomy voice made Ling Xiao sit up suddenly, and immediately a flattering look appeared on his face.

"Hey, brother, I just realized this and am too excited. Look, you don't remember the faults of others."

Ling Xiao came behind Xuying in an instant and kept tapping his shoulders, but the corners of Ling Xiao's mouth kept rising.

It’s so cool! It’s so cool!

You arrogant and domineering guy, I have wanted to do this for a long time! Why didn't I kill you with this punch!

Ling Xiao kept cursing in his heart, but at this moment, the shadow slowly turned around with a sneer on his face.

"Oh, you don't know, don't you?"

The phantom gradually approached, which made Ling Xiao feel guilty for a while. He did not dare to look into his eyes, and his body kept retreating.

"Wha, what?" Ling Xiao asked softly as his throat squirmed.

"The soul of the God of Disaster that you inherited has become one with your own soul, and I am the remnant soul of the God of Disaster. What do you think I know?"

Xuying sneered, but what he said shocked Ling Xiao and he hurriedly stepped back three feet.

"You, you know what I'm thinking?!" Ling Xiao said in shock.

"Hey, it seems you're not too stupid. This is your reward~"

After Xuying said this, he suddenly stepped forward, and his small fist exploded with astonishing force at this moment.

Ling Xiao's spiritual sense captured him in an instant, but his speed could not match the phantom.

Before he could react, a seemingly weak fist hit Ling Xiao's chest, and the extremely domineering and fierce force directly knocked Ling Xiao away a hundred feet!

Ling Xiao lay prone on the ground, vomiting blood continuously from his mouth. His sternum and ribs were all broken by the blow, and his internal organs were even damaged.

But at this time, Ling Xiao did not dare to have any assumptions, and could only keep coughing, with blood streaks gushing out occasionally.

"Guarding the Remnant, you've gone too far."

A vast voice sounded, and above the sky, a pair of huge eyes slowly opened, and immediately another ray of consciousness floated down, covering Ling Xiao.

In just one breath, Ling Xiao found that all the injuries on his body had healed.

Ling Xiao stood up tentatively, flexed his muscles and smiled in the air.

"snort!"

Xuying snorted coldly and turned around slowly, no longer looking at Ling Xiao.

In the air, divine consciousness swept over Ling Xiao's body again, and the trial residual spirit was obviously shocked by the compatibility between Ling Xiao and the God of Disaster's power.

"Not bad, not bad. In such a short period of time, you have activated all the dormant power in your body, and you have basically mastered the inheritance power of the God of Disaster. To be honest, you once again impressed me."

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