Chapter 481: The Trace of Yun Yang, Martial Spirit at the Beginning
"Um?"
"What is this place?"
Suddenly, Ling Tian saw a place with abnormal light and shadow on the formation's holographic projection.
This area is nearly 10,000 meters deep under the surface of the dojo, approximately thousands of square meters in size, and is shrouded in blood-red mist.
Even the formations cannot penetrate them all.
Ling Tian checked all the places in the dojo, but there was no trace of Yun Yang.
With Yun Yang's strength, he will never be eliminated.
Then, he must be hiding deep under these 10,000 meters.
"Pineapple, jackfruit, little tower, can you see it more clearly?"
Ling Tian lowered his head and looked at the Four Elephant Tower in his hand. He saw the Four Elephant Tower shook, and the spiritual light bloomed on the stone table, as if activating all the energy, gradually diluting the blood on the projection.
"Um?"
The picture became clearer, and Ling Tian saw a figure from behind in the picture. From his figure and clothes, he could probably tell that it was Yun Yang.
At this time, Yun Yang was sitting in front of a cauldron, and under the cauldron, there were densely packed blood-colored branches and vines.
"Blood Demon Thorn!"
Ling Tian's pupils shrank and he immediately exclaimed.
At this time, in the picture, under the big green-red cauldron, there were actually countless blood-demon thorns that turned people into color.
"No, these are actually soul-eating demon thorns!"
However, when Tao Yaoyao saw the picture, she blurted out.
"Soul-swallowing demon thorn? What is that?" Ling Tian frowned. He had never heard of it, but from Tao Yaoyao's stern expression, he could tell that this thing was no small matter.
"It's an evil plant. It can eat the souls of warriors to improve their cultivation. Those blood-sucking blood demon thorns are their descendants. And there are so many hidden here that they almost cover the entire dojo!"
Tao Yaoyao seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Also, look at these soul-eating demon thorns, they seem to be malnourished. This is the state of not eating martial souls for a long time."
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"Impossible, so many warriors died here, and the martial soul levels are not low, how could it be possible?"
Ling Tian shook his head, and before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Could it be that these magic thorns are just tools used to collect martial souls?!"
He was suddenly startled, and immediately stared at the green and red cauldron in the center of the demon thorn. As the picture became clearer, Ling Tian suddenly saw that there was a colorful halo in the cauldron!
The halo is emitted from a moment of beads, and thousands of shadows flash in it, including tigers, leopards, wolves, bears, swords, guns, swords and halberds, you name it!
Moreover, the grades are at least fifth grade or above!
Sure enough, the green and red cauldron condensed the martial souls collected by the soul-devouring demon thorns into a bead!
Beads condensed from thousands of martial souls, the power of such martial souls makes Ling Tian feel terrifying just thinking about it.
When he thought of Marquis Yun using barbarian blood souls to build a large formation, Ling Tian no longer dared to imagine it.
Marquis Yun's ambition is really too terrifying
"No, we can't let him succeed!"
Ling Tian's face darkened.
Marquis Yun has a rebellious intention, and the grudge between Yun Yang and him cannot be resolved. If Marquis Yun succeeds, then he himself will never end well.
"Xiaota, send me there!"
Ling Tian said coldly.
"Buzz
However, the small tower buzzed, and the image on the stone table disappeared.
"What's going on?"
"What else could it be? I have no energy. Your few spiritual coins have been wasted long ago because you were peeping and teleporting them."
Tao Yaoyao spread her hands.
"oops!"
Ling Tian slapped his hands, feeling really depressed.
It was already too late to stop Yun Yang from collecting the martial soul.
"By the way, Ling Tian, didn't they ask you to find something? Have you found it?"
"If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten it!"
Ling Tian slapped his forehead again. Li Ke asked him to find the Taichu Martial Spirit, but as the core center of the dojo, he didn't find any trace of the Taichu Martial Spirit here?
"Forget it, the Taichu Martial Spirit may not be here."
Time was running out and Ling Tian gave up.
"Buzz"
But at this moment, the Four Symbol Tower in Ling Tian's hand broke away from Ling Tian's hand and floated in front of Ling Tian, and then shot out a ray of light. Before Ling Tian could react, he felt his mind was dizzy and he lost his intuition.
When Ling Tian regained consciousness again, he found that he was actually in a quiet room.
There was a bed, a table, and an antique guqin hanging on the wall.
Ling Tian's eyes swept around, but when he turned around, he suddenly saw a graceful shadow standing in front of the window.
Alone and a bit lonely
His eyes suddenly shrank, Ling Tian couldn't help but swayed his feet and took two steps back.
This was just a shadow, but it was very familiar to Ling Tian.
He had seen it before when he was in Juntian Palace.
This figure was filled with an arrogant and domineering air, but in the awe-inspiring fighting spirit, Ling Tian could clearly feel a hint of loneliness and loneliness.
"Senior, I didn't mean to offend, I went to the wrong room! Sorry, Sayounala, bye!"
Ling Tian finally realized that he had accidentally entered the boudoir of Emperor Juntian Wu!
Yes, Emperor Juntian is a woman!
Although this figure is slightly different from the one in Juntian Palace, Ling Tian can still see it clearly because of its snow-white gauze skirt.
Ling Tian immediately ran away, and he didn't think it was a good thing to be with Emperor Juntian.
However, no matter how hard Ling Tian tried, his body did not respond.
At this time, the figure slowly turned around, and Ling Tian felt a gaze looking at him. It felt like a god in the sky was looking down at him. He couldn't help but lower his head, not daring to look at him.
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"Buzz"
But at this moment, the nine-color Daoji in Lingtian's sea suddenly shook, causing the pressure all over Lingtian's body to immediately disappear.
Looking up, what caught Ling Tian's eyes was a vague, yet very familiar and warm face. Although he couldn't see clearly, Ling Tian was no longer afraid.
This figure is shrouded in halo and is extremely beautiful.
She didn't say anything, just looked at Ling Tian intently.
Then, it turned into thousands of light spots and dissipated.
"Is it another wisp of will?"
Ling Tian clenched his fists and took a deep breath before sweeping away the last ray of pressure from Jun Tian.
However, when Ling Tian turned around, he was surprised to find two square stones on the originally empty table.
Absolutely regular octahedron!
"Could this be it?"
Ling Tian was shocked, and quickly stepped over, picked up one of the pieces, and input the sword shadow into it.
The skin is hard and dense, far away from the mountain in front.
Ling Tian's sword shadow finally penetrated, and a bright orange light filled Ling Tian's sea of consciousness.
In the dazzling halo, Ling Tian saw a ball of light again, but at this time there was still a word inside the ball of light.
