Cheng Lingyu's calm words were full of conceit. Because of his practice of thousands of layers of snow, he pursued the ultimate at every stage and formed a personality that strives for perfection.

"Calling the days, we have been in for more than twenty days, and I don't know what's going on outside Guihun Valley."

Cheng Lingyu sighed: "Yes, it's been more than 20 days, and I'm still in the Huihai stage. I have taken countless cultivation resources, but I still can't fill this bottomless pit."

Lan Xiaozhu said softly: "Don't be impatient. The more than 400 storage rings I plundered before have a lot of resources in it, which should be enough for you to get through this stage and enter the monstrous stage."

Cheng Lingyu has a lot of resources, especially in the underground palace underground in Yunyang City. He has obtained a lot of spiritual medicines, earth-level elixirs and demon cores, most of which are still stored in the hidden spirit ring.

After entering the Guihun Valley, Cheng Lingyu mainly relied on the resources he received when he practiced, and now he still had a lot of them on hand.

"Let's go, let's go and find out about the three-headed spirit snake."

Cheng Lingyu pulled Lan Xiaozhu and began to look for the whereabouts of the three-headed spirit snake, wanting to know its belongings.

There are five ghost halls in Guihun Valley, and Cheng Lingyu and Lan Xiaozhu entered one of them.

At present, the two of them discovered a second one, located on a mountainside, surrounded by quietness and no trace of monks could be seen.

"This ghost hall is a bit strange. Why are there no monks nearby?"

Cheng Lingyu slowly approached and carefully observed the situation around him. The demon eyes closely detected it, but found nothing unusual.

"Get closer and take a look."

Lan Xiaozhu was also very curious. The two of them slowly came outside the Ghost Hall and observed the situation inside through the hall door. It was hazy inside and could not be seen clearly.

Cheng Lingyu stood outside the hall, his demonic eyes flashed with strange light, penetrated the fog, and saw clearly the situation in the hall.

A black and white dead bone sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, with some grooves crisscrossing on the ground, as if blood was flowing.

In the air, all kinds of martial souls are flying, leisurely and peacefully.

Suddenly, the light surged and the tranquility was broken.

The dead bone sitting cross-legged suddenly stood up and stared sideways in a certain direction.

That direction happened to be a dead corner, and Cheng Lingyu couldn't see it, but he vaguely noticed a fluctuation, which was quite terrifying and terrifying.

Lan Xiaozhu couldn't see these and was disappointed.

"Why don't we go in and take a look?"

Cheng Lingyu was startled by this proposal and shook his head and said, "There is danger inside, I'll observe it first."

The rolling light was like waves, and the dry bones lit up strange black and white lights, forming a strange world behind them, slowly spreading open in the hall.

It was a world of white bones, with thousands of corpses piled up like mountains, forming a bone tower, releasing an inexplicable aura.

Suddenly, a hand bone broke the tranquil scene from the depths of the pile of bones, which really scared Cheng Lingyu.

In the hall, in the direction where the dry bones stared at, a strange light also emerged. A hazy figure slowly entered Cheng Lingyu's sight, attracting his high attention.

"Ah...it's him..."

When Cheng Lingyu saw the figure clearly, he couldn't help but scream, pulled Lan Xiaozhu and shot it away, and chose to escape.

Lan Xiaozhu was confused and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Lingyu was still shocked and blurted out: "The man in gray, he is in the palace, fighting a dead bone that is interspersed with black and white."

Lan Xiaozhu exclaimed: "Man in gray, how could he be in that ghost palace? What is the strength of the black and white dry bones? Compared with the golden dry bones in the Holy Emperor Palace, who is stronger?"

Cheng Lingyu shook his head and said, "I don't know, that black and white dry bone is also very powerful. A world of bones evolved behind him, which looks extremely terrifying."

Lan Xiaozhu said in shock: "A masters who can evolve into the world can at least be able to do it, at least the Spirit Lord, or even the Supreme. The man in gray dares to fight with it, which means that his own strength is enough to be shocking."

Cheng Lingyu frowned and said, "The formation of Guihun Valley has a long history and has always been a mystery. Will it have anything to do with the black and white dry bones?"

Lan Xiaozhu smiled bitterly and said, "These are not what we should consider. Let's continue to look for the whereabouts of the three-headed spirit snake."

The dim Valley of Rebirth is like hell, and there are no plants except the bare peaks and valleys.

Cheng Lingyu and Lan Xiaozhu crossed mountains and ridges and traveled a long distance, but the three-headed snake was not found, but the trouble came to the door.

In a canyon, Cheng Lingyu and Lan Xiaozhu discovered the third ghost hall, but there were many monks nearby, with hundreds of people.

"Look, two more come. That woman is really beautiful and has a good cultivation level."

"That man is far from that. He...he...he is Cheng Lingyu, the one who entered the Holy Emperor Palace."

"What? It's him. Stop them quickly and don't let that kid run away."

Cheng Lingyu and Lan Xiaozhu have now recovered their original faces and are immediately recognized. A large number of monks quickly stepped forward and surrounded the two of them.

"Boy, it depends on where you run this time. Last time you dared to rob us, and you must destroy you today."

Among these monks, there was the one who was robbed by Cheng Lingyu near the abyss the previous time, and now they are clamoring to seek revenge on him.

Cheng Lingyu ignored it and stared at somewhere, where there were two people who were quite afraid of him, Yu Feilong and Hua Yuehong.

Because of tracking the three-headed spiritual snake, many major forces were dispersed.

However, meeting Yu Feilong and Hua Yuehong from the Heavenly Temple outside this third ghost hall still shocked Cheng Lingyu.

"It's pretty good. I heard that you've been in the limelight in Yunyang City, but I didn't see anything special about you."

Yu Feilong looked contemptuous and didn't take Cheng Lingyu seriously at all.

Cheng Lingyu sneered: "I am of course far worse than the Holy Son of the Heavenly Temple who was beaten to death by someone."

"presumptuous!"

Yu Feilong was furious. Cheng Lingyu dared to confront him in person. He simply didn't want to live anymore.

"Believe it or not, I will kill you with one finger."

Cheng Lingyu snorted: "Someone said this to Tiansheng Temple at the beginning, you learned it quickly enough."

Hua Yuehong looked at Lan Xiaozhu with a little surprised look.

"I didn't expect you would be with him. I would like to congratulate you on your progress in your cultivation."

Lan Xiaozhu whispered: "I didn't expect that you finally chose the Heavenly Temple, which is a pity."

Yu Feilong raised his eyebrows and said, "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that she chose the wrong choice."

Lan Xiaozhu's voice was very light, but her eyes were bright and there was no sign of fear.

The flower and moon are as holy as immortals, and said elegantly: "Whether right or wrong is my choice."

Lan Xiaozhu said: "Yes, right and wrong are your choices, just like Bai Ruomei chose the Tianhuo Sect. Who is sure that she will not surpass you in the future?"

Hua Yuehong's face changed slightly and she asked, "What do you mean?"

Lan Xiaozhu said calmly: "I just say it casually, why do you care? There are many versions of the legend of the Holy Emperor Tianyang. Who can tell it clearly which one is true or which one is false?"

Hua Yuehong said nothing, her eyes were a little cold.

Yu Feilong snorted: "Do you think my Tiansheng Temple is not as good as his Tianhuo Sect?"

"Who is stronger and weaker, won't you know in the future?"

Lan Xiaozhu is neither humble nor arrogant, which makes Yu Feilong very angry.

Nearby, a monk glared at Cheng Lingyu and shouted, "The smelly brat came out and died."

Cheng Lingyu looked around. Among the hundreds of monks, there were only seven of them in the Heavenly Saint Temple, all of whom were at the peak of the soul realm. The rest were strong and weak, and most of them were not good-looking. They wanted to capture Cheng Lingyu and asked what they saw and asked in the Ghost Palace, as well as scenes in the Holy Emperor Palace.

Stepping out, Cheng Lingyu led Lan Xiaozhu and walked towards the clamoring monk.

"You want to kill me?"

The calm tone could not hear any anger, but Cheng Lingyu's eyes were bright and bright, releasing the mysterious magical aura.

"Yes, I'm going to kill you, what's wrong?"

Cheng Lingyu said calmly: "I have been used to being bullied since I was a child. When I grew up, I hate being bullied the most. Since you want to kill me, of course I will not be polite."

The words were still in his ears, the monk suddenly screamed, a blood mark appeared between his eyebrows, and his hands were holding his head and screaming. Martial souls emerged from his head and manifested in everyone's eyes.

"Mental Attack?"

Yu Feilong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Cheng Lingyu could already use his spiritual attack at the sixth level of True Martial Arts.

What Yu Feilong never expected was that Cheng Lingyu's mental attack was very fierce. The cultivator had a martial arts beast soul fused with it. At this moment, he was being killed one after another, and he let out a sad roar.

This is the effect of Cheng Lingyu's soul-killing technique combined with the demonic consciousness invading the heart. It has the power to kill the martial souls, and its achievements in the spiritual level are comparable to those of the masters in the late stage of the Soul Martial Arts.

With a bang, the monk's head cracked, his scream stopped suddenly, and he fell straight to the ground and died.

"Who else wants to kill me? Welcome to speak."

Cheng Lingyu looked around, his eyes shining brightly, and he emitted a chilling demonic light.

Many monks bowed their heads and were shocked by Cheng Lingyu's sharp and decisive methods.

"Boy, you dare to commit crimes in person. We must destroy you today."

The dead companions were furious and rushed out of the four people at once. They were all masters in the middle and late stages of the Soul Martial Realm. They sacrificed martial souls, manifested in the void, and released powerful aura.

Cheng Lingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, the grass in his mind was shaking slightly, and the spiritual patterns on the two leaves began to flicker, releasing strong mental fluctuations.

At the same time, Cheng Lingyu activated the Art of Origin, which is a supreme technique that mainly practices the soul. Combining them with each other makes Cheng Lingyu's mental attack power increase dramatically.

Soul swords flashed in the void, combined with Cheng Lingyu's split seven butterflies shadow, transformed into butterflies, waving an illusory and hazy light.

This combination of soul sword and moves was learned by Cheng Lingyu from Duan Hong. It is a resource integration and can also be matched with formations, and its power will be further improved.
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