Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

With both eyes closed, Ling Xiao could see a ferocious Jinguang Flying Dragon appear to be standing in front of him. That huge body was as big as Foshan Yue, and he could easily be pinched to death.

His face was pale, and his soul stood in front of this huge mountain-like golden dragon, trying to calm himself down.

"Roar~~"

The horrible roar sounded again, and Jinguang Feilong opened his blood basin to bite at him.

"You must not step back!"

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth, and he stood there in the illusion of the soul, letting the giant monster attack, not only did not retreat, but took a step slowly.

The terrible violent consciousness directly caused him a headache.

At that moment, he really thought about giving up, feeling that if he didn't give up, his head would burst.

But he can't give up.

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

Keep going!

Suffering great pain, Ling Xiao's soul gradually suppressed the violent consciousness.

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

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

From the outside, Yin Xiao's ears and eyes have shed red blood, which is a condition of brain damage.

But Ling Xiao still did not flinch.

The pain at this time made him more determined.

He was thinking, what if a real golden dragon flying before him?

At that time, he had no chance to give up at all, his strength was not good, he would only die, and there was no possibility to protect his loved ones.

So he must persevere.

Only by sticking to it 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 dragon disappeared completely.

Ling Xiao felt terrible.

This is just the remaining consciousness, and it is already so terrifying. If it is not that his soul is strong enough, then it is really necessary to give up today, otherwise it will inevitably be swallowed by the violent consciousness.

Into a walking dead that only kills.

When the crazy killing consciousness completely disappeared, Ling Xiao's whole body was completely wet, and his face was all blood.

"Are you all right, kid?"

Yuan Zun asked worriedly.

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

Ling Xiao runs "Dragon Body", and the damaged part in the brain is quickly repaired.

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

Although the battle in the soul is not as intuitive as the actual battle, but in terms of thrilling, I am afraid that it will be more than that.

"Master, I have successfully erased the violent consciousness in these two refining stones. Should I be qualified to practice this Golden Dragon Wing?"

After taking a short break, Ling Xiao asked excitedly.

"Okay, but still have to be careful. In fact, this thing is not so much cultivation, it is better to say that the god of the golden dragon is directly implanted into your body. This is a very risky thing, and the success rate is not enough. 10%, so few people do this."

Yuan Zun replied.

"No, with a success rate of 10%, am I dead?"

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly.

"Relax, there is a teacher, this 10% chance can be increased to 90%! After all, it depends on how familiar one is with the practice of the formation."

Yuan Zun said with a smile: "It is not bragging for the teacher, on the method of refining the array and the method of refining the alchemy. For the teacher in the entire Profound Realm, it is also ranked in the top five."

"Master, you seem to have said this."

"Cough, what did you say, depending on what you don't believe, you'll know how good it is to be a teacher later."

Yuan Zun coughed twice.

"Hey, Master, why don't you believe me, I certainly believe it!"

Although Ling Xiao didn't know the origin of Yuanzun, she believed in Yuanzun very much. This is the feeling after getting along for a while.

He has always believed that his feelings will not be too biased.

"Okay, since I believe, then you can concentrate your true energy wings, and leave the rest to the teacher. Only then you have experienced the torture of the soul. Next, you will experience physical pain, It may be painful, are you sure you want to continue?"

Yuan Zun asked.

"Do you need to ask, let's get started."

For Ling Xiao, the pain of the soul is several times that of the physical pain. The pain of the soul has come through. Is the physical pain still not enough?

That would be too useless.

According to the bamboo slips, combined with the formula of "Nine Vessel Qijian", Ling Xiao closed her eyes and operated Zhenyuan. A pair of delicate-looking Zhenyuan wings quickly appeared on the back.

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

The next thing is the key.

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

Yuan Zun's voice sounded, and then he was seen to release the gods in one of the refining stones.

This colorful text was injected into the True Yuan wings on the right side of Ling Xiao.

At that moment, the True Yuan wings gradually grew larger and became more real. The wings that were almost transparent became black wings of the flying dragon, and there was a golden inscription on the wings of the flying dragon.

"what--!"

Ling Xiao suddenly made a scream of sorrow.

At the moment when the wings of the dragon began to form, his back seemed to be torn apart by life. The kind of pain was really fainting.

But he did not pass out.

As he said, the pain in the soul has been contained. What can this physical pain be?

The tear-like pain continued for sixty breaths, and he had crushed the stone in his mouth directly.

To prevent his tongue from being bitten off, he threw a hard rock into his mouth.

Ordinary branches do not work at all, mainly because his teeth are too sharp, which is not inferior to treasures.

"Hold on again, there is still one side!"

Yuan Zun urged.

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

Things that have happened once are not so scary.

When the dragon wings on the left grew out, it was the same pain, but he didn't scream or even bite anything.

He became very calm, only the cold sweat on his forehead kept dripping.

"It's done!"

Yuan Zun looked at himself as an apprentice, and admired his five bodies.

"Your kid is really a tough guy, this can be tolerated, because the teacher originally thought you would pass out in the process."

Ling Xiao's ability to tolerate pain is far beyond Yuan Zun's imagination. Originally, he thought about whether he would use any means to relieve the pain of his apprentice.

As a result, the kid stood up like that.

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