Chapter 315 Tang San goes to Xingluo (3000, please subscribe!)
I don’t know how many points I need to consume to evolve the Kingdom of the Dead into the Kingdom of the Dead God.
Fang Ling could only see that the Level 9 of the Undead Kingdom had become much brighter due to the strengthening of the martial soul, but it had not evolved as expected.
The evolution of martial soul from Lv7 to Lv8 is just a strengthening within the stage. According to inference, the real transformation will not occur until Lv10.
He guessed that perhaps when the spirit reached Lv10, the sickle of death could be transformed directly into a divine weapon? It sounded more reasonable for a divine weapon to carry the kingdom of God.
As the last touch of soul ironing disappeared, the shining divine light of the martial soul gradually dimmed, and the death fluctuations caused by the high-level death energy on the body's surface disappeared.
An invisible pressure also dissipated along with it.
Fang Ling casually waved his martial soul, and the sickle became sharper and easily cut out two sickle-like qi.
The sharp edge left two large holes in the Snow Emperor Palace which was made of solid ice. Even the extreme hardness of ice could not completely resist it.
This improvement also allowed Fang Ling to perform the Space Slash with ease.
He would naturally not use it here. It would be impolite to ask others for help in practicing and destroy other people's homes.
So he took light steps, slipped outside, and swung his sickle at the boundless ice field.
The sickle blade drew a mysterious trajectory in the air and entered the void along with the fluctuations of the world.
Unlike before, this time it did not follow the fluctuations of the world space, but was slightly tilted, making it more flexible and proactive.
The scythe of death swung out a trajectory shaped like a crescent moon.
A deep and dark space crack, which seemed to be able to suck a person's soul, was cut out and moved forward at a high speed.
The ice and snow along the way were cut and exiled by space, giving people an extreme sense of danger.
"Space slash!" The Snow Emperor who was following behind Fang Ling narrowed his pupils slightly and looked at him carefully.
It made a rapid progress from level 84 to level 90, and its martial soul also grew by leaps and bounds.
She knew that Fang Ling could use the spatial slash, and she also clearly remembered the form in which Fang Ling used the spatial slash.
At that time, it was not as easy as it is now.
"What an outrageous growth!" Xue Di's clear eyes were full of envy, and she expressed this sentiment once again.
I watched Fang Ling improve his strength throughout the whole process, and it didn't take much time for his strength to rise steadily.
“Is this how God practices?”
Thinking of his own slow growth and the heavenly tribulations that soul beasts have to face in their training, a hint of sadness emerged in his mind.
"I can't say what kind of practice God has, but it is definitely different from ordinary people and other inheritors of God." Hearing Xue Di's sigh, Fang Ling replied with a smile.
Whether it was Bibi Dong, Tang San or Qian Renxue, they all cultivated themselves step by step.
Apart from using the twin martial souls to absorb spirit rings to forcibly increase the level, devouring only speeds up the growth rate.
Except Fang Ling, no one else can use the plug-in to jump to level six.
Not to mention Xue Di, no matter who sees him, they can only say that he is not a human being.
"When will the training start?" Xue Di calmed down her inner grievances and asked softly. She was rarely interested. "Or do you want to get the ninth spirit ring before fighting me?"
Fang Ling shook his head: "No, let's just leave it at that."
"When you become a Title Douluo, your soul power will undergo a qualitative change. By then, you may not be able to suppress me, and the effect of the training will be greatly weakened."
"Okay." Xue Di nodded slightly and responded.
Away from the Snow Emperor Palace, Fang Ling started to be beaten again.
His strength is at the peak of level ninety-seven. He is still not as strong as Snow Empress, but he can hold out longer than before.
As for the sickle techniques, body techniques, the fighter's will and physical strength, they are all progressing steadily step by step.
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Tiandou Palace.
The Spirit Hall has a new person to play the emperor Xue Qinghe.
After the last wave of busy handovers, Qian Renxue finally had time to take the magical herb.
It wouldn't take too long to absorb the magic herbs, but to be on the safe side, she wrote to Juhuaguan and asked for a map of the magic herbs, intending to confirm it before absorbing it.
He stared at the cockscomb-shaped fairy grass in front of him, recalling in his mind what Fang Ling had said about how to use it.
"Don't chew it. Don't swallow it. Gather your soul power to channel it. No matter how painful it is, you must endure it. If you give up halfway, the effect of the medicine will be greatly reduced."
It’s pretty much the same as what’s written in the book.
Considering that the cockscomb sunflower can greatly increase the effectiveness of flames, it can be upgraded to the ultimate fire as Fang Ling said.
There was a high possibility that the clothes would be completely burned, resulting in the person running naked, so Qian Renxue carefully chose a secret room.
When you put the whole cockscomb sunflower into your mouth, it is not as hard to swallow as you might imagine. Instead, it melts in your mouth.
The burning plant instantly turned into a fragrant, hot liquid that flowed down the throat.
A blazing power lingered in the stomach, then was quickly absorbed by the body and flowed into every part of the body.
It was as if a fire was burning in her heart, and the skin on her body instantly turned red. Her long golden hair was stained red, and the white dress Qian Renxue was wearing was instantly burned to ashes by the burst of golden flames, revealing her flawless body.
She could feel the temperature of her flame rising and becoming stronger, and her heart was immersed in the pleasure of her talent for absorbing the magical grass being enhanced, unable to extricate herself.
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Also in Tiandou City, Yuexuan.
Located on the most prosperous street in the city center, this place, once a gathering place for the upper class, has now closed down.
The bright red light of the eight hundred thousand year spirit rings, as well as the easily destroyed 50,000 heavy armored troops and 3,000 spirit master troops, brought unimaginable shock to the world.
No one has ever thought that a soul master could be so powerful!
After this battle, those who still dared to have contact with Yuexuan chose to cut ties with him at the speed of light.
The guards, maids and servants were all dismissed. In the huge empty attic, there were only Tang San and Tang Yuehua, and Tang Xiao who came to protect them.
The Haotian Sect has run out of resources and is about to move to Xingluo. This land, wooden building and the decoration inside are all for sale.
However, before selling it, they also need to use the environment here to dissipate Tang San's uncontrollable killing intent.
The price of using Shura's magical skills beyond one's level was extremely high. They didn't even go to watch the war between Fang Ling and the Xing Luo Empire and stayed here the whole time.
Until now, the last trace of scarlet in his eyes dissipated, the negative impact of Shura's power finally subsided, and Tang San's spirit returned to the state he had just come out of the Slaughter City.
"Aunt, I am back to my senses."
Tang San's words were cold, but at least he didn't let out any murderous intent.
"Have you recovered?" Tang Yuehua stroked her chest lightly and breathed a sigh of relief.
After a pause, a trace of fear flashed across her face: "During the days when you were recovering, a big thing happened in the world."
Tang San was a little confused. There were countless things happening in the world. Since his aunt had specifically mentioned it, it must be related to them.
"Fang Ling and the Xingluo Empire fought a war of clearing grudges. The Xingluo Empire's 50,000 heavy armored troops and 3,000 soul master troops, including a Titled Douluo-level Netherworld White Tiger, were all quickly destroyed."
"During this battle, Fang Ling has become a Soul Douluo and possesses eight hundred thousand year soul rings."
Tang Yuehua's words shocked Tang San, and his pupils shrank instantly.
He knew Fang Ling's spirit ring configuration. What was surprising was that the 50,000 heavy armored troops and the 3,000 spirit master troops were all destroyed in an instant.
"The process was so fast that everyone turned into ashes at such a high speed that it was terrifying. Rumors spread throughout the world that 'Fang Ling can become a god at level 100!'"
Even though Tang Yuehua had no cultivation, she could understand the meaning of this sentence.
Combined with what Tang Xiao saw and heard when he ambushed Fang Ling before, it is almost certain that if this continues, the Haotian Sect will be in danger!
But fortunately, Xiao San gave it to you.
Tang Yuehua stared at her nephew with her beautiful eyes, full of hope: "Xiao San, you have also been recognized by God. You are the only hope for the future of Haotian Sect!"
"The sect needs resources to support itself. Because of Fang Ling's siege, we have become enemies with the Tiandou Empire. Now we have to leave Tiandou City as soon as possible."
"He is the sinner who killed my father and mother and stole the hundred thousand year soul bone. When I succeed in my cultivation, I will take revenge on him!" Tang San's eyes showed some red light again, and then quickly calmed down.
His extraordinary talent allowed him to grow to a certain extent after being exposed to the power of Shura in advance.
Tang San glanced around, his nose moving slightly as he sniffed the elegant fragrance: "Where's Yuexuan?"
Tang Yuehua: "Yuexuan has already found the next buyer, and the elders have also communicated with the Xingluo Empire. They will provide the resources for subsequent cultivation."
Xingluo needs the Haotian Sect, and the Haotian Sect also needs the Xingluo Empire.
After the war between Fang Ling and the Xingluo Empire, the Xingluo royal family realized the importance of top combat power.
The Haotian Sect undoubtedly has the ability to escape from Fang Ling!
It can be said that the two sides fell in love with each other, like a turtle and a mung bean.
Not to mention the classmate friendship between Dai Mubai and Tang San, from a practical point of view, they cannot do without each other.
"If there is anything you haven't finished in Tiandou City, do it now."
Tang Yuehua's words made Tang San fall into deep thought. After a moment, a burly figure flashed through his mind: "I'll go call the Power Clan. They can't stay in the Heaven Dou Empire either."
I will take revenge on Fang Ling in the future. Every bit of strength is precious and cannot be given up easily.
The key point is that a blacksmith is needed to make hidden weapons! As a disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang San still wants to establish the Tang Sect. Only by relying on hidden weapons can he gain more support from the Xingluo Empire.
After careful consideration in his mind, he first went back to the academy to say goodbye to his teacher Yu Xiaogang, and then went to the Power Clan.
Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, was a loyal servant of Tang Hao. Tang Hao's death made him hate Fang Ling to the core, and he also hated Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan.
But he was tied down by his clan members and lacked strength, so he did not dare to act rashly.
Tang San didn't dare either, as he didn't know where the power that day came from.
Even if the hatred towards Ling was engraved in his genes, he would not dare to go to Dugu Mansion for revenge.
He could only endure it silently, take a step back for the time being, and wait for revenge in the future.
When everything was ready and the money was transferred, they secretly set out on the journey to the Xing Luo Empire.
(End of this chapter)
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