Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

?With his eyes closed tightly, Ling Xiao could see a ferocious golden flying dragon that seemed to be standing in front of him. Its huge body was as huge as a mountain and could easily crush him to death.

His face was pale, and his soul stood in front of this huge golden flying dragon as big as a mountain, trying his best to calm down.

"Ho~~"

The terrifying roar sounded again, and the golden flying dragon opened its bloody mouth and bit him.

"You must not retreat!"

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth. In the illusion of his soul, he stood there and allowed the huge monster to attack. Not only did he not retreat, but he slowly took a step forward.

The terrifying violent consciousness directly caused him to have a splitting headache.

At that moment, he really thought about giving up. He felt like his head would explode if he didn't give up.

But he can't give up.

He knew that once he gave up, his soul would be swallowed up by this violent consciousness. From then on, he would no longer be him, but would only become a murderous monster.

keep going!

Enduring the tremendous pain, Ling Xiao's soul began to gradually suppress the violent consciousness.

In the soul illusion, his figure gradually grew larger, while the golden flying dragon became smaller and smaller.

At this time, the resistance of the violent consciousness became the strongest.

Observed from the outside, Ling Xiao's ears and eyes were already bleeding red blood, indicating brain damage.

But Ling Xiao still didn't back down.

The pain at this time made him more determined.

He was thinking, what if the person standing in front of him was a real golden flying dragon?

At that time, he had no chance to give up. He was not strong enough and would only die. There was no possibility to protect his relatives.

So he must persevere.

Only by persisting can you become stronger!

Boom~~

Finally, after a full quarter of an hour, the violent consciousness was completely destroyed, and the shadow of the golden flying dragon completely disappeared.

Ling Xiao felt really terrible.

This is just the remaining consciousness, but it is already so terrifying. If his soul power were not strong enough, he would really have to give up today, otherwise he would inevitably be swallowed by the violent consciousness.

Become a walking zombie who only knows how to kill.

When the crazy and murderous consciousness completely disappeared, Ling Xiao's whole body was completely soaked, and his face was covered with blood.

"Are you okay kid?"

Yuan Zun asked worriedly.

"It's okay, just a little trauma."

Ling Xiao rotates, and the damaged areas in the brain are quickly repaired.

He got some water from the world of mountains and rivers, washed his face, and then let out a long breath.

Although the battle for the soul is not as intuitive as the actual battle, in terms of thrilling, it is probably more than that.

"Master, I have successfully erased the violent consciousness in these two formation stones. I should be qualified to practice this, right?"

After taking a short rest, Ling Xiao asked excitedly.

"Okay, but you still have to be careful. In fact, this thing is not so much about cultivation, but about directly implanting the golden dragon's divine inscriptions into your body. This is a very risky thing, and the success rate is low. 10%, so few people will do this.”

Yuan Zun replied.

"No, with a 10% success rate, wouldn't I be dead?"

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry, with a good teacher here, this 10% chance can be increased to 90%! In the end, it still depends on a person's familiarity with the formation method."

Yuan Zun said with a smile: "I am not bragging as a teacher, but in terms of the method of refining formations and alchemy, I am ranked among the top five in the entire Xuan Realm."

"Master, it seems you have said this before."

"Ahem, so what if I've already said that. Judging from the way you don't believe me, you'll know how powerful I am as a teacher later."

Yuan Zun coughed twice and said.

"Hey, Master, how could I not believe what you said? Of course I do!"

Although Ling Xiao doesn't know Yuan Zun's origins, he trusts Yuan Zun very much. This is the feeling after getting along with him for a while.

He always believed that his feelings would not deviate too much.

"Okay, since you believe it, then you can gather your true energy wings with all your strength, and leave the rest to my master. You have already experienced the torture of your soul just now, and what you are going to experience next is physical pain. It may be painful, are you sure you want to continue?"

Yuan Zun asked.

"Then there's no need to ask, let's get started."

For Ling Xiao, the pain in his soul was several times greater than the pain in his body. He had already survived the pain in his soul, so how could he not survive the pain in his body?

That would be too useless.

According to the formula for recombination described in the bamboo slips, Ling Xiao closed his eyes and circulated his true energy, and a pair of exquisite-looking true energy wings quickly appeared on his back.

It's just that this wing is just a shape, it has no flying effect.

What happens next is the key.

"It's about to begin! Hold on!"

Yuan Zun's voice sounded, and then he was seen releasing the divine inscriptions from one of the formation stones.

This radiant text was injected into the true energy wings on Ling Xiao's right side.

At that moment, the true essence wings gradually grew larger and became more real. The originally almost transparent wings turned into black and shiny flying dragon wings, and there were golden inscriptions on the flying dragon wings.

"ah--!"

Ling Xiao suddenly let out a shrill scream.

At the moment when the flying dragon wings began to form, his back seemed to be torn open by a life force. The pain was so painful that it almost made people faint.

But he didn't pass out.

As he said, the pain in the soul has been endured, so what does the pain in the body count?

The tearing pain lasted for a full sixty breaths, and he had bitten the stone in his mouth to pieces.

To prevent himself from biting off his tongue, he threw a hard rock into his mouth.

Ordinary branches will not work at all, mainly because his teeth are too sharp, no less than precious treasures.

"Hold on, there's another side!"

Yuan Zun warned.

"Master, just come, I'm fine."

Once you have experienced something, it is no longer so scary.

When the flying dragon wing on the left grew out, although it was equally painful, he did not scream or even bite anything.

He became very calm, with only cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"It's done!"

Yuan Zun looked at his apprentice with admiration.

"You are really a tough guy. You can endure this. I thought you would faint during the process."

Ling Xiao's ability to endure pain far exceeded Yuan Zun's imagination. Originally, he was thinking about using any means to alleviate the pain of his apprentice.

In the end, this kid managed to survive on his own.

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