Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

"Lingyun..."

At this time, Yu Le hesitated to speak.

Of course, he hated Cao Zian.

But it was really hard for him to watch Cao Zian die with his own eyes.

After all, he was still a very sentimental person.

Even if someone betrayed him, he could not be completely cold-blooded.

"He is your cousin. I don't care about his affairs. You can handle it yourself."

How could Ling Yun not see Yu Le's thoughts? He said lightly.

Yu Le's character was really too sentimental, and it could even be said that he was soft-hearted.

But from the perspective of a friend, such a friend is undoubtedly more trustworthy.

So, for Yu Le's sake, Ling Yun was too lazy to argue with Cao Zian.

Ling Yun also knew that there were countless people like Cao Zian in the world, and it would not make much sense even if he was killed.

Hearing this, Yu Le looked grateful.

Before, Cao Zian had slandered Ling Yun a lot.

Ling Yun actually let Cao Zian go, which was obviously giving him face.

"Cao Zi'an, I don't want to see you again, get out of here."

Then Yu Le turned around and said to Cao Zi'an.

Cao Zi'an was as if he had been pardoned, and hurriedly drove the flying boat away.

"This is the elixir I made, each of you take one, and then temporarily leave Futu River."

Ling Yun took out two purple gold pills and flicked them to Yu Le and Xia Heng with his fingers.

Yu Le and Xia Heng were both seriously injured, and it was obviously not suitable for them to continue to stay in Futu River to practice, otherwise it would be easy to go crazy.

"Okay."

Yu Le and Xia Heng did not show off. After taking the purple gold pill, they left immediately.

After they left, Ling Yun did not stay, and drove the flying boat to the fifth bend.

For him, the power of Futu River that could be absorbed by this fourth bend was not enough.

Ling Yun's move made many people secretly shocked.

You know, the energy of Futu River contains a lot of negative power, which will cause great interference to people's minds.

Ordinary warriors have to leave after practicing here for a period of time, and dare to come in again after calming down their minds.

Ling Yun has practiced for so long, but it seems that there is no effect at all.

As for Fan Jiang and Tang Yuyan.

Ling Yun completely treats them as air.

Being ignored like this, Fan Jiang feels extremely aggrieved.

He would rather Ling Yun threaten him and ridicule him, so that he can still have a sense of existence.

Now Ling Yun directly ignores him, which is the biggest humiliation for him.

"Ling Yun, don't be too proud too early."

Fan Jiang roared in his heart, "Just wait and see, the more arrogant you are now, the more miserable you will be when you are unlucky."

Yuan Lang is different from him.

Behind Yuan Lang, there stands a true disciple of Fu Yao, who is a truly powerful character.

Fan Jiang is looking forward to whether Ling Yun can continue to be so arrogant when he meets the true disciple of Fu Yao.

At this moment, Ling Yun has come to the fifth bend.

He continues to find a practice room to practice.

Suddenly, his spiritual power has increased rapidly again.

The energy of the fifth bend is indeed more concentrated than that of the fourth bend.

His spiritual power growth rate is twice that of the fourth bend.

One hour later.

Ling Yun's spiritual power has increased by 10 million.

He continued to the sixth bend without any pause.

This Futu River has nine bends and eighteen bends, and the fewer warriors there are as you go up.

Ling Yun is looking forward to what kind of scene he will see when he reaches the last bend.

At the same time.

Yuan Lang and Yuan Zhuer, brother and sister, and Liu Ziyue have arrived at a mountain in Futu Holy Land.

There is an attic at the top of the mountain.

A black-haired young man is sitting in the attic.

Seeing this black-haired young man, even the unruly Yuan Zhuer and Liu Ziyue restrained their personalities and were faintly in awe.

The status of this black-haired young man in Fuyao Holy Land is not inferior to Liu Zixi.

He is the true disciple of Fuyao, Yu Wenbin.

Seeing Yuan Lang, who was seriously injured and in a miserable state, Yu Wenbin's face suddenly sank.

"What's going on?"

His voice was chilling.

Yuan Zhu'er cried, "Brother Yu, you must stand up for my brother. That Ling Yun is too arrogant."

"Ling Yun?"

Yu Wenbin frowned.

Yuan Zhu'er didn't hesitate and told Yu Wenbin what happened.

"Everyone knows that this practice room belongs to our disciples of Fuyao Holy Land. They occupied our practice room. We just knocked on the door to remind them. Who would have thought that they would do such a vicious thing."

As she spoke, Yuan Zhu'er's eyes were filled with tears, which made her look pitiful.

Yu Wenbin was helpless.

How could he not know Yuan Zhu'er's character?

In this matter, it must be Yuan Zhu'er's side who caused trouble first.

However, he didn't care about these.

In his opinion, even if Yuan Zhu'er's side caused trouble first, Ling Yun was equally unforgivable.

Facing their Fuyao Holy Land, shouldn't these disciples of Futu Holy Land swallow their anger even if they are bullied?

Ling Yun dared to resist, he was courting death.

If Ling Yun was not suppressed, would other disciples of the Buddha Holy Land dare to come out and offend them in the future?

"Yuan Lang, you are a five-tribulation celestial being, a top inner sect disciple, how can you not deal with a disciple of the Buddha Holy Land?"

Yu Wenbin looked at Yuan Lang.

Yuan Lang's face flushed, and he explained: "Brother Yu, this Ling Yun is indeed extraordinary..."

"You don't need to explain."

Yu Wenbin interrupted him indifferently, "I don't care about the reason, I only care about the result. You are a five-tribulation heavenly being, but you can't even beat a soul warrior. How dare you explain?"

Yuan Lang felt extremely guilty.

"Of course, even if you are incompetent, you are still a disciple of my Fuyao Holy Land."

Yu Wenbin changed the subject again and said coldly: "When will it be the turn of outsiders to ravage my disciples of Fuyao Holy Land?"

As he said, he walked outside.

"Brother Yu, where are you going?"

Yuan Zhuer asked hurriedly.

"Didn't you say that Ling Yun is still in Futu River?"

Yu Wenbin said: "If you hurt my disciples of Fuyao Holy Land, you have to pay a price."

Hearing this, everyone behind him became excited.

Yu Wenbin's words undoubtedly meant that Yu Wenbin was going to take action himself.

At this moment, Yuan Zhuer and others seemed to have seen the scene of Ling Yun being crushed by Yu Wenbin.

The sixth bend of Futu River

Ling Yun's spiritual power continued to increase.

He had discovered that the energy of the Futu River doubled with each bend.

At the fifth bend, he could increase his spiritual power by 10 million.

Now at the sixth bend, he could increase his spiritual power by 20 million.

Of course, this was based on the fact that his absorption rate of the Futu River's energy was close to 100%.

Other warriors' absorption rate of the Futu River's energy was less than 10%.

So he could increase his spiritual power by 20 million, while other warriors could only increase it by 200,000 at most.

But this was already very good for other warriors.

After all, it usually took at least one year, or even several years, for other warriors to increase their cultivation by one level.

Now Ling Yun's total spiritual power has reached 585 million.

He did not hesitate and set off for the seventh bend.