Soul Devouring Sword Master

In the past, when he was in the Yuanhai realm, with his pseudo-god-level spiritual veins, his vitality concentration was several times that of warriors at the same level, but now, as his cultivation level increases, this difference is getting bigger and bigger.

The reason is that the higher the cultivation level, the greater the gap at each level, and the more difficult it is to jump to a higher level.

"I wonder if there is a chance to raise the spiritual veins to the divine level. Then, I can condense the divine energy. Uncle Bai has said that the power of the divine energy is much stronger than ordinary vitality."

Lin Xiao thought to himself, then shook his head and smiled. It is probably difficult. It is not certain whether there is such a method in the world. Let's take it one step at a time.

In his mind, Lin Xiao flashed and left the cluster.

The Yuanshen Realm Cemetery was a scam. After leaving, Lin Xiao had no clues and could only try his luck and fly around.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and there was still nothing gained.

Lin Xiao is not always looking for these three. He will also spend some time sitting cross-legged and meditating on the Burning Sword Art.

At this time, Lin Xiao was meditating in a mountain forest. Suddenly, several figures flew past from above.

This is a group of demons, led by a blue-eyed demon.

"Hurry up, I heard that someone has discovered the ruins of a battlefield. There are many weapons of peerless masters there. It has an excellent effect on understanding the artistic conception..."

"Let's go quickly..."

These demons flew away quickly. As they flew through the mountain forest, the blue-eyed demon suddenly frowned and glanced at Lin Xiao below.

A trace of disdain and indifference flashed in his eyes, which quickly disappeared.

"Looks like it's necessary to go there!"

Lin Xiao stood up and rushed towards the direction where the demons disappeared.

On the way, he also met many people, in groups, who seemed to have the same destination as him.

"Get up, it's been almost two months since I came to the ruins, and I haven't even met a disciple of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect."

Lin Xiaowei said slightly.

"Junior brother Lin!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

"Senior Brother Luo?"

Lin Xiao was startled at first, then smiled and turned around, only to see Luo Ying and others flying towards him.

Behind Luo Ying were seven disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.

After not seeing each other for a while, Luo Ying's aura had improved a lot. Lin Xiao estimated that the opponent's cultivation should be close to the second level of Nascent Soul Realm. Apparently, he had encountered many adventures after coming to this ruins.

The auras of other people have also improved a bit.

Compared to these, Lin Xiao was more happy and relieved that they were all still there.

Although this martial arts event was an opportunity, it was also full of crises. As for the so-called Nascent Spirit Realm cemetery he had visited not long ago, there were many Nascent Soul Realm warriors who had fallen into the undead formation.

In the entire Pan-Ancient Continent, there are not many warriors who can reach the Yuanying realm. After all, they can all reach the Yuanshen realm on one hand, and these people are still young and have unlimited possibilities in the future, but they have fallen here.

Once a general succeeds, thousands of bones will wither. When someone rises up, there will be corpses that will be trampled down. This is an eternal law.

He was very happy that these senior brothers were still there.

"Junior brother Lin,"

Luo Ying flew over with a smile and patted Lin Xiao on the shoulder, with a hint of surprise on his face, "I didn't expect that your aura has improved so much in less than two months!"

He knew very well that Lin Xiao's cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Yuan Sea Realm. Now, it was close to the Yuan Ying Realm. Not only that, he also knew how strong Lin Xiao's cross-level combat ability was.

Of course, Lin Xiao was actually at the ninth level of the Yuanhai Realm and was still some distance away from the Nascent Soul Realm. However, the aura condensed by the pseudo-god-level spiritual veins was stronger, so Luo Ying felt this way.

"Senior Brother Luo, haven't everyone improved a lot, haha."

Lin Xiao smiled.

"By the way, senior brother, where are you going?"

Lin Xiao asked.

"Listen, someone discovered a ruins of the fallen Yuanshen Realm. There are many weapons there, which are very effective in understanding the artistic conception. We are about to rush there!"

"It just so happens that I'm going there too!"

"That's great, let's set off together!"

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

The group of people flashed and quickly disappeared into the distance.

It had to be said that many people knew this news. Along the way, Lin Xiao met at least a dozen teams, including orcs, demons, and people from the Eastern Wasteland.

"arrive!"

After half a while, the crowd arrived at their destination.

"Sure enough the news is true!"

Some people couldn't help but exclaimed.

What everyone saw ahead was a battlefield with no end in sight.

The earth is devastated, desolate and overgrown with weeds. Judging from the traces on the earth, a shocking war must have occurred here a long time ago.

Looking up, one can see hideous cracks everywhere, which is shocking. There is a sword mark that is bottomless and thousands of feet long. There are also huge knife marks, palm prints, and a deep pit that has no end.

Just standing here, there is a strong aura of fighting blowing against my face. In my mind, it seems that there are several peerless powerful men fighting fiercely in the air. When they raise their hands, the clouds and rain are changing, and the ground is shocked.

In addition to these traces, there are also some weapons scattered in this battlefield.