Soul Devouring Sword Master

"This thunder tribulation is so strong, I feel like my internal organs are going to shatter!"

Lin Xiao frowned and endured the severe pain, taking a deep breath to calm down.

To break through the Holy Spirit Realm, the most important thing is to condense a complete Holy Spirit Yuan, but in the process of condensing the Holy Spirit Yuan, you will encounter a thunderstorm.

The number of thunder tribulations depends on the situation. The stronger the foundation and the stronger the condensed Holy Spirit Yuan, the longer it will naturally take and the more times it will occur.

But after breaking through the Holy Spirit Realm, the benefits are even greater.

"It seems that the Holy-Breaking Pill must be used here!"

While thinking about it, Lin Xiao turned over his hand and found a pill in his hand, which he drank directly. It was the reward obtained in the Battle of Fate, a high-grade Saint-breaking Pill.

The reason why Lin Xiao did not take the Holy Breaking Pill before was because he wanted to try it to see if he could directly resist the thunder tribulation. In that case, the foundation could be polished more solidly.

But now it seems that this thunder tribulation is far stronger than he imagined, and this is just the first one. Moreover, he feels that with his pseudo-god-level spiritual veins, his spiritual essence is already very condensed. If he wants to Compressing it again, condensing a stream of Holy Spirit Yuan was extremely laborious. The thunder tribulation might be many, and he might not be able to hold it without the aid of the Holy Breaking Pill.

After taking Posheng Dan, the effect of the medicine spreads rapidly.

A stream of heat emanated from his Dantian and spread to his limbs. Suddenly, Lin Xiao felt that his whole body was warm, as if he was wrapped in a warm stream.

At the same time, a faint radiance filled the whole body, like a protective shield, protecting him inside.

"Hold Yuan Shouyi, stick to your heart, raise your energy and concentrate your mind..."

Lin Xiao closed his eyes tightly, united his mind, his eyebrows shone with light, and concentrated his mental power on his Dantian, trying to gather the Holy Spirit Yuan again.

At this time, Lin Xiao's advantages in Lingwu dual cultivation came to light. Because of his strong spiritual power, he was more determined and able to concentrate more quickly than others.

In the Qi Mansion, Ling Yuan fell into a state of riot, and under the influence of the coercion of thunder and calamity, it was raging crazily and running around.

Lin Xiao took a deep breath, concentrated his energy, and worked hard to collect and compress the messy spiritual energy. Gradually, the scattered spiritual energy began to gather, from strands to strands, and then to a mass, like a stream. , gradually merge into a river...

boom! boom...

Outside, fighting is still raging.

Dozens of Holy Spirit Realms are fighting each other. In the sky, energy roars, energy rolls, and the space trembles violently, as if it is about to collapse at any time, like a doomsday scene.

"Jiang Yi, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a while, your strength has improved a lot."

In the void, the corners of He Xing's mouth curved, and he said with a soft smile.

"You're not bad either. You've been able to fight with me till now, and it's not a matter of victory or defeat. It seems like you've put in a lot of effort these days!"

Jiang Yi said in a deep voice.

"I have put in a lot of effort. This time, Jiang Yi, I will defeat you!"

He Xing's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed. The next moment, his index and middle fingers came together and he counted several points on his body.

Every time a point fell, an additional golden light point appeared on He Xing's body. Finally, there were more than twenty golden light points, distributed in the major points of the body. Soon, these golden light points connected and merged with each other.

boom! !

Immediately afterwards, a surge of aura erupted from He Xing's body, and the aura became even higher again.

"Sacred Heart Technique!"

Jiang Yi's pupils narrowed and his tone was a little surprised.

The Sacred Heart Technique is a unique secret method of the Holy Sect, which can enhance the warrior's combat power in a short period of time, and basically has no sequelae.

However, this Sacred Heart Art can only be practiced by warriors with the rank of saint or above in the Holy Sect.

This person is at the third level of the Holy Spirit Realm, which is already up to the standard of a saint, but Jiang Yi did not expect that he would be able to learn the Sacred Heart Art so quickly. Although the opponent may only have learned the first level, the Sacred Heart Art, after all, It is a high-level secret technique, and it would take an ordinary warrior at least half a year to reach the threshold.

"Haha, you are quite knowledgeable. Since the last battle at the ruins, I have studied the Sacred Heart Art day and night. A few days ago, I finally understood the first level of the Sacred Heart Art, which is specially used to deal with you. I have passed , Jiang Yi, you will lose this time!”

He Xing sneered. In fact, before he became a saint, his master Liu Zhengyang had already told him the secret method of the Sacred Heart Art in private. So, in fact, he had started practicing the Sacred Heart Art a long time ago, almost a year ago. It took more than a year to finally understand the next level.

At this moment, He Xing's whole body was filled with golden light, and his aura rose sharply, a level higher than before. With a step of his feet, he united and suddenly attacked Jiang Yi.

Bang! !

There was a shocking explosion, energy surged wildly, and the void shook violently.

A figure retreated continuously, it was Jiang Yi.

"Haha, Jiang Yi, I will pay you back all the shame of the past!"

He Xing laughed.

"You have the Sacred Heart Art, don't forget, I have the bloodline of the Mad Sword!"

Jiang Yi said coldly, and immediately his eyebrows tightened, and a violent aura swept out of his body. Jiang Yi's whole body was covered with blood, and a bloody sword shadow appeared behind him.

The blood-colored sword shadow was suspended in the air, three feet long, shining with blood, exuding a domineering aura, as if overlooking the sword of the king, dominating everything.

This is Jiang Yi's bloodline, the Mad Sword bloodline. After the bloodline burst out, Jiang Yi's Qi immediately increased, and he was no weaker than he was.

However, after seeing Jiang Yi's bloodline explode, He Xing's expression remained as usual, and a vague strange light flashed deep in his eyes.