Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao had no intention of interfering in other people's affairs, so he went around and rushed straight to the blood pool.

Near the blood pool, there is a powerful prisoner guarding it.

He was soaking in the blood pool at this time, as if he was absorbing the energy in the blood pool very comfortably.

Seeing Ling Xiao appear, there was a contemptuous smile in his eyes: "Here comes another person who wants to die!"

"Boy, go away. Grandpa, I'm in a good mood today. I don't mean to kill anyone. You have saved a small life and you can leave."

The prisoner waved his hand as if to shoo away a mosquito.

Ling Xiao didn't talk nonsense with him.

The prisoner's cultivation level is in the middle stage of the second level of hell, but he is not a reincarnation warrior, so he is not afraid at all.

After performing the Moon-Stepping Meteor Step, his figure turned into a bolt of lightning and fell into the blood pool.

Then, the prisoner's eyes bulged out, and he didn't know how he died until he died.

How could you defeat an opponent who was obviously not very strong with just one move?

It’s okay that he doesn’t understand.

Ling Xiao didn't need him to understand, so he threw his body out and got into the blood pool.

Within the blood pool, energy surged, exuding the smell of incomparable blood.

Ordinary warriors really can't bear such an aura, but Ling Xiao is a person who possesses the killing god's white-blade martial spirit. How can he not see mountains of corpses and seas of blood?

How could he be frightened by the smell of blood in this mere blood pool?

He was immersed in it and soon entered a state of cultivation.

The blood-sucking monster in the body seemed to come to life when it encountered this blood, but it was suppressed by the Tyrant Martial Spirit and could only continuously transfer its power into Ling Xiao's body.

Ling Xiao could feel that as the power of the vampire beast was gradually integrated, the door to the second level of hell was slowly opening.

Different from the first opening, this time opening is particularly difficult.

Moreover, the power released from the Gate of Hell to disrupt cultivation is more powerful than in the past.

Ling Xiao must deal with it carefully to avoid going crazy.

At the same time, the blood in the blood pool was also decreasing, as if it was being consumed.

When the door to hell on the second level was nearly halfway open, the blood in the blood pool had completely dried up.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh.

After all, it's still a little bit behind.

Looking at the second level of hell's door above his head that had not yet been fully opened, he slowly stood up.

"If it is a demon, I am afraid that the breakthrough has been successful, but my breakthrough requires a lot more materials than others.

This is probably the price of always being stronger than others with every breakthrough.

God is indeed fair. "

But now, even without a breakthrough, Ling Xiao's strength is still much stronger than before.

He stood up and prepared to search to see if there were any other blood pools on the second floor of the ghost prison.

If there is another similar blood pool, then we can basically break through.

When he was about to leave, he discovered that Cheng Feiying was standing not far away, holding the weapon in both hands and looking around warily.

That way, he was clearly protecting her.

"Miss Feiying, why are you so nice to this guy? He has offended a member of the Sand Clan and will not end well sooner or later. Don't be implicated."

There were objections from the crowd.

"That's right, Miss Feiying, this kid actually ran to the second floor of the ghost prison alone, he really doesn't want to live anymore.

He doesn't even want to live, so why are you protecting him? "

There is humanity again.

"Shut up, everyone. This is my business. If you don't want to keep it, just move on and do what you should do."

Orange Feiying shouted coldly.

After hearing this conversation, Ling Xiao felt a little moved.

Although he had arranged a formation to protect himself when he was practicing in the blood pool, even if there was no one to protect him, nothing would happen.

But he was really grateful for Cheng Feiying's kindness.

He walked over and took a closer look at the people with Cheng Feiying.

The oldest is only twenty years old, and the youngest is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but their cultivation levels are basically in the second level of hell in the Yin and Yang Realm.

A few are still reincarnation warriors.

I'm afraid these are the backbone of Chengxian Mountain, not the little ghosts who participated in the trial on the first floor of the ghost prison last time.

"Miss Feiying, thank you for your kindness. I have finished my training."

Ling Xiao's voice sounded, and Cheng Feiying turned her head, showing a look of surprise at first, but then she said with a somewhat complaining expression: "Do you know where this place is?

This is the second floor of the ghost prison. If you practice like this, you will easily lose your life! "

Although her voice was stern, Ling Xiao could hear the concern in it.

He smiled and said: "Ling Xiao has learned his lesson and will never dare to do this again in the future."

"That's pretty much it!"

Orange Feiying couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You don't seem to accept the wrong person so easily. Why did you change your gender?"

"Who made me have a good impression of you?"

Ling Xiao smiled.

Little did he know that while he was chatting and laughing with Cheng Feiying here, a group of disciples from Cheng Xian Mountain over there were all gnashing their teeth and going crazy with jealousy.

In Orange Fairy Mountain, Orange Feiying is a goddess-like existence.

If the person who pursues Cheng Feiying is a disciple of the Eight Immortals Mountain, they will admit it, because they are not inferior to others in the first place, and they can be considered convinced.

But what is Ling Xiao?

The mere disciples of Black Immortal Mountain were ranked last among the Lower Eight Immortals Mountains, but they just looked down upon him.

"Why have you become so glib?"

Orange Feiying's pretty face turned red.

She felt a little regretful when she thought that she was promised to be betrothed to Ling Xiao by her grandfather, but later regretted the marriage.

In fact, Ling Xiao is much higher than the desert cloud.

Grandpa was also frightened by the name of the Sand Clan.

"I'm just telling the truth, why am I so glib?"

Ling Xiao couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I see that you don't have any helpers. Why don't you come with us? The second floor of this ghost prison is no better than the first floor of the ghost prison, but it is always in crisis. There are more people and more care."

Orange Feiying actively suggested.

Ling Xiao thought about it. Cheng Feiying helped him protect the law before. If he didn't agree, it would be too disrespectful to him.

In front of so many people, Cheng Feiying was afraid that she would not be able to get off the stage.

In addition, this trip is indeed dangerous. If we can join forces with Orange Feiying, we might be able to go further.

Thinking of this, he nodded and said: "Okay, Miss Feiying has such good intentions. If I don't agree, it would be too disrespectful."

Orange Feiying smiled and said: "I was worried that you would refuse. Don't worry, we won't be a burden to you. These are all masters, and no one of them has entered the second level of hell before me."

"Miss Feiying, I'm afraid this isn't appropriate. Having such a person walking with us will become a burden."

Among the people in Orange Fairy Mountain, there were people who were jealous of Ling Xiao to the point of going crazy.

At this moment, he suddenly saw that Ling Xiao was so shameless that he wanted to go on the road with them. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he said one more thing.