"Haha, I'm afraid you'll be one step ahead of me. Remember, let me know before you die so that I can attend your funeral."
Ling Xiao said sarcastically with a smile.
Hearing this, Shen Wu Zong really couldn't bear it and really wanted to slap Ling Xiao to death.
But he was Shenwu Zong after all, so he took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.
"Haha, boy, I will definitely not leave before you!"
Shen Wuzong sneered, turned and left. He couldn't waste time on Ling Xiao. After all, there were still many things to do.
Ling Xiao ignored the people leaving and continued to practice with his eyes closed.
Here, he can't improve his cultivation, nor can he master any martial arts or martial arts, because of the environment in this terrible place.
It is impossible for the people in the temple to let him improve his cultivation level, nor can they let him improve his combat power.
Just to torture him like this and make him collapse.
However, the Samsara Demonic Bone was different. He could improve like crazy, but Ling Xiao was careful not to let this guy improve too quickly.
If this guy is stronger than Yueying, he will be uncontrollable and must be careful.
The only thing he can do now is to cultivate his soul.
Tempering the soul!
He still kept the fragment of the soul he had obtained in Tianlong Continent firmly in his mind, which was why his soul realm improved very quickly.
"This Yuan Shen fragment says that the Yuan Shen is so powerful that it can appear during the day and even visualize different forms. Do you want to try it?"
Normally, he is not interested in this aspect because of other things.
But now here, he has no way to do anything else but continue to refine his soul.
So I simply started following the cultivation methods in the Yuan Shen Fragments.
During this time, nothing special happened.
So, one year, two years, three years...
In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.
On this day, Ling Xiao was practicing when he suddenly felt a very terrifying aura coming over him.
His soul is too strong, so any disturbance cannot escape his perception.
With a slight flicker of his body, he had come to the side, and the place where he originally stood exploded.
Ling Xiao stared blankly at his attacker.
Not a human being, this person looks like an orc, short in stature, like a pig, there is even blood dripping from the huge mouth, and the terrifying fangs make people tremble just by looking at them.
There was something abnormal about his eyes, as if something had confused his mind, and even the whites of his eyes were black.
"You killed my family, I want revenge, I want revenge!"
The pig roared angrily. It was obvious that he had lost his mind and his inner demons had completely taken over his body.
The only hatred in his eyes is killing. The key problem is that he still doesn't know who the enemy is, otherwise he wouldn't regard Ling Xiao as his enemy.
The pig attacked again, very fast.
In an instant, he had arrived in front of Ling Xiao.
Fifth level sacred!
This is Ling Xiao's judgment on Zhu Yang's strength.
This state does not pose any threat to him.
So he planned to try what he had achieved in the past five years.
Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and instantly entered the visualization mode.
The next moment, a divine dragon hovered above Ling Xiao's head. This was an existence purely visualized with soul power.
Even though Ling Xiao is not familiar with it yet, and his cultivation limits the combat power of the imaginary thing, this dragon also has extremely powerful combat power. At the very least, it is comparable to Ling Xiao's entire combat power, and may even be stronger.
In other words, the Holy Perfection may even reach the combat power of a first-order God Emperor.
That pig was no more than a fifth-level sacred creature. Facing this imagined divine dragon, it had no ability to resist at all and was defeated in an instant.
However, Ling Xiao did not kill the opponent.
The people imprisoned here are all enemies of the temple.
The other party went crazy because he was affected by the Ten Thousand Demons Pit, so there was no need to kill him.
"Be awake and don't let these monsters disturb your emotions."
Ling Xiao looked at Zhu Xi who was knocked to the ground and could barely move, and shouted sharply.
The sound was like thunder and lightning blasting into the sea of Zhuang's soul.
The pig screamed, and a line of black smoke came out of its body.
"What's wrong with me?"
He stood up and looked around blankly, not quite understanding.
Ling Xiao said nothing, waiting for him to regain his will.
"By the way, the temple killed my people and I was imprisoned here. Damn it, how could I lose consciousness."
The pig held his head in pain.
"Are you awake?" Ling Xiao asked indifferently.
"Did you just exorcise my inner demon?" Zhuang asked in surprise.
"That's right." Ling Xiao nodded and said, "What do you call me?"
"The pig is incompetent."
Zhu Gang said: "No, I want to take revenge. I want to kill those bastards in the temple!"
"Do you think you can get out? This is the Ten Thousand Demons' Pit. If you want to get out, let's join forces. There should be many people like you here. Take me to meet them. The more the better."
Ling Xiao said.
"There are surveillance eyes here. Everything you do will be seen. Are you sure you want to continue?"
Zhu Wuwei asked.
"The surveillance eye? Haha, it can't see anything I do."
Ling Xiao smiled and said, in the past five years, he has not only practiced, but also asked Yuan Zun to set up an illusion array.
Confused all surveillance eyes.
Under the watchful eyes, Ling Xiao had been sitting there, and nothing happened.
"Great, in this case, I will take you to meet someone."
Zhu Weneng said: "By the way, I don't know what to call you, little brother?"
"Ling Xiao!"
Ling Xiao opened his mouth and said.
"It turns out to be Brother Ling, let's go. There is a sword madman trapped here. He is more terrifying than me. I am only a fifth-level saint, but that guy is a seventh-level saint. The key is that he was once a terrifying monster."
Zhu Weneng said: "After those of us entered here, our cultivation stagnated, but we have never given up on cultivation. If we go out, there will definitely be explosive growth."
"Sword madman? Go see him first."
Ling Xiao nodded.
"But be careful, Sword Maniac is too strong, and we may not be able to defeat him even if we work together." Zhu Wuwei reminded.
"Don't worry, I have a good plan!"
Ling Xiao smiled, and then followed Zhu Wuwei to look for the sword madman.
At a certain moment, they suddenly felt a very terrifying sword energy.
It was under a cliff, and someone was waving the sword in his hand wildly, as if he was crazy.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
An astonishing sound erupted from his mouth, as if he wanted to kill the whole world.
That was a man less than two hundred years old.
He is still very young. After all, anyone under the age of 400 can be called a youth.
Judging from this strength, he can definitely be regarded as a genius-level existence.