Soul Devouring Sword Master

The moment he stepped into the Colorful Pearl, Lin Xiao only felt a flash in front of his eyes. The next moment, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. Looking up, there was a vast forest in front of him, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Looking around, he was alone.

"It seems that after entering the secret realm, all positions are randomly distributed."

Lin Xiao thought to himself, praying that Nie Haoyu and Nie Shi would be safe.

Uh-huh!

The next moment, Lin Xiao's figure flashed, turned into a rainbow light, and disappeared.

Lin Xiao's speed was very fast, and the forest below him quickly swept back. Suddenly, he stopped and saw the foundation of a big mountain in front of him.

The reason why it is the foundation is that more than half of the entire mountain has been destroyed. It is estimated that this mountain was originally at least nearly a thousand meters high, a peak, but now it has become like this.

Immediately, he turned his eyes and saw that several large mountains nearby were also completely destroyed. One of the mountains was penetrated by a huge palm print. The palm print was nearly a hundred feet long, which was heart-stopping.

There was also a large mountain, half of which was directly cut off. The cross section was flat and smooth. It could be seen that it was cut off by a sharp blade, probably a sword-type weapon.

"It seems that it is probably the traces of the three Holy Spirit Realm experts who fought here."

Lin Xiao observed the situation around him. The more he looked, the more frightened he became. He couldn't help but sigh. It was indeed a powerful battle in the Holy Spirit Realm. He could open mountains and cut off rivers with just a raise of his hand.

It's no wonder that these powerful men agreed to fight in this secret territory, most likely to avoid the fight from affecting others.

The aftermath of a powerful battle in the Holy Spirit Realm can easily kill a strong Spirit Realm person.

Therefore, in the battles between the older generations in the Eastern Wasteland, the older people generally will not take action and will try their best to avoid taking action. Otherwise, once the Holy Spirit Realm warrior takes action, the consequences will be devastating.

"The artistic conception of thunder!"

Suddenly, Lin Xiao's expression changed. As he was walking, he felt a strong breath of the artistic conception of thunder, and this artistic conception was very mysterious.

"over there!"

Soon, Lin Xiao's body flashed and he saw a deep pit with a diameter of a hundred feet on the ground in front of him, which could even be called a giant pit.

Lin Xiao walked over, landed on the edge of the pit, and looked down. In the dark pit, there was a trace of thunder and lightning, making a "hissing" sound of electricity.

If you look closely, you can still see faint lightning filaments flickering in the darkness.

"What a rich and mysterious artistic conception of thunder. This is...a third-level artistic conception!"

Lin Xiao's eyes moved.

Obviously, this pothole was also left by a certain Holy Spirit Realm powerful person’s battle. According to Nie Haoyu’s previous statement, the Three Saints Secret Realm has existed for decades.

Decades have passed, and it is simply incredible that the artistic conception contained in the traces of the battle has not dissipated.

"It just so happens that what I practice is the artistic conception of thunder!"

Lin Xiao looked happy and jumped down into the pit.

As soon as he fell to the bottom of the pit, Lin Xiao felt a terrible tearing force spread around him. In an instant, his clothes turned into fly ash, and an unbearable pain came from his body, as if his body was about to be torn apart at any moment. open.

"ah!"

Lin Xiao screamed miserably, stepped on his feet, rushed up, and clung to a cave wall, lying on the cave wall like a gecko, completely naked.

At this moment, there were cracks in several places on his body, blood seeping out, and signs of burns. Fortunately, his body was strong and the wounds healed quickly.

"What a terrible thunder intention. After decades, it is still so powerful. It is worthy of being a third-level conception. If I had not evacuated in time, I would have been torn into pieces."

Lin Xiao took a breath and marveled in his heart.

After a few minutes, all the wounds on his body healed. Lin Xiao put on some clothes and moved his heart down along the cave wall.

The artistic conception of thunder at the bottom of the pit was too strong, and he did not dare to get close. He could only comprehend the remaining artistic conception on the cave wall.

Continuously crawling downward, Lin Xiao soon felt that the artistic conception of thunder here was already quite strong, and if it went further down, he might not be able to bear it, so he made up his mind to practice here.

This location is about thirty feet away from the bottom of the pit.

So, Lin Xiao sat cross-legged, suspended in the air, took out the Enlightenment Branch, and began to devote himself wholeheartedly to comprehending what Zheng Zheng was.

The third-level artistic conception is so mysterious, even if it is only a remnant, it will be of great benefit to Lin Xiaolai, who has just started to understand the second-level artistic conception.

With the help of Wu Daozhi, Lin Xiaolingtai became clear, his brain was extremely clear, and he quickly understood the meaning of thunder around him.

Lin Xiao's understanding of the meaning of thunder was rapidly improving.

In the blink of an eye, three hours passed.

Lin Xiao's intention of thunder has reached the peak of the middle stage of entry, and is on the same level as the intention of wind.

"What a speed!"

Lin Xiao was also extremely pleasantly surprised, and immediately concentrated on understanding, not wanting to waste a single minute.

After the two passed by, Lin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, wisps of thunder and lightning flashed.

"I didn't expect that in just a few short days, my Thunder Intent would have reached the advanced stage of entry."

Lin Xiao sighed, and when he held his hand, the rich thunder intention condensed into a spear, and he felt that his control over the thunder intention had become much deeper.

Striking while the iron was hot, Lin Xiao took the risk and walked another ten feet down. The artistic conception of thunder here was even more intense, and even made Lin Xiao feel a tearing pain, as if thunder and lightning were bombarding his body all the time.

This place is closer to the bottom of the pit. Although it is dangerous, the help is greater. Lin Xiao endured the pain, stabilized his mind, and began to practice with concentration.