Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao had no intention to intervene in other people's affairs, and bypassed directly to the blood pool.

Near the blood pool, there is a strong prisoner guarding.

He was soaked in the blood pool at this time, as if absorbing the energy in the blood pool very comfortably.

Seeing Ling Xiao appeared, there was a contemptuous smile in his eyes: "Someone is here to die!"

"Boy, get out, Grandpa, I'm in a good mood today, no murder, you're just taking back a little life, you can leave."

The prisoner waved his hand, as if driving away a mosquito.

Ling Xiao did not talk nonsense with him.

The prisoner's practice is in the middle of the second floor hell, but he is not a samurai who entered the WTO. He is not afraid.

When the meteor walked on the moon, his figure turned into an electric light and fell into the blood pool.

Then, the prisoner's eyes protruded, and he didn't know how he died.

Obviously looking at a less powerful opponent, how can he abolish him in one move?

It doesn't matter if he doesn't understand.

Ling Xiao did not need him to understand, and then threw his body out, and then got into the blood pool.

Within the blood pond, energy surged, with a bloody smell.

Ordinary warriors really can't bear this kind of breath, but Ling Xiao is a person with a killing spirit of white blade martial arts. What kind of corpse mountain blood sea haven't seen?

How could it be intimidated by the bloody smell of the blood pool in this area?

He was immersed in it and soon entered a state of cultivation.

The blood-sucking demon in the body encountered this blood, as if to be alive, but it was crushed to death by the domineering martial soul, and could only continuously convey its own power to Ling Xiao's body.

Ling Xiao could feel that as the power of the blood-sucking monster was gradually fused, the gate of the second hell was slowly opened.

Different from the first opening, this opening is particularly difficult.

And the kind of power that disrupts cultivation that is released from the gate of hell is also more powerful than in the past.

Ling Xiao has to deal with it carefully in order to avoid getting into trouble.

At the same time, the blood in the blood pool is constantly decreasing, as if it has been consumed.

When the gate of hell on the second floor opened to nearly half, the blood in the blood pool had completely dried up.

Ling Xiao could not help but sigh.

After all, it's still a little bit worse.

Looking at the second door of hell that had not been fully opened above his head, he slowly stood up.

"If it is a monster, I am afraid that the breakthrough has been successful, and my breakthrough requires much more materials than others.

This is probably the price that every breakthrough will always be stronger than others.

God really is fair."

But now, even if there is no breakthrough, Ling Xiao's strength is still much stronger than before.

He stood up, looking for a look, to see if there were any other blood pools in the second floor of the ghost prison.

If there is another similar blood pool, then it can basically break through.

When he was about to leave, he discovered that Orange Cherry was standing not far away, holding the weapon in his hands, and looked around with caution.

In that way, it is clear that she is protecting her.

"Miss Feiying, why are you so good to this guy, he has offended the Sha people. Sooner or later, there will be no good ending, don't get involved."

The voice of opposition came from the crowd.

"That's Miss Feiying, this kid went to the second floor of the ghost prison by himself and didn't want to live anymore.

He doesn't want to live, why are you protecting him for him?"

Humane again.

"Shut up for me. This is my business. If you don't want to keep it, go ahead and do what you should do."

Orange Fei Ying sneered coldly.

Hearing this conversation, Ling Xiao was moved.

Although he practiced formation to protect himself while practicing in the blood pool, even if there was no one to protect the law, nothing would happen.

But Orange Feiying was so kind, he was really grateful.

He lifted his feet and walked over, only this time to take a closer look at the people who were with Orange Cherry.

The oldest is only 20 years old, and the youngest is only 16 or 7 years old, but Xiu Wei is basically in the second hell of Yin and Yang.

A few of them are still samurai who joined the WTO.

This is probably the backbone of Orange Fairy Mountain, not the little ghosts who took part in the first layer of ghost prison trials.

"Sakura Girl, thank you for your kindness. I have finished my cultivation."

Ling Xiao's voice sounded, orange crimson cherry turned her head, first revealing the color of surprise, but immediately with a bit of an expression of blame: "Do you know where this is?

Here is the second floor of the ghost prison, so practice, it is easy to lose your life!"

Although her voice was harsh, Ling Xiao could hear the concern.

He smiled and said: "Ling Xiao has been taught, and will never dare to do this in the future."

"It's almost the same!"

Orange Feiying couldn't help but chuckled and said: "You don't seem to accept the wrong person so easily, how did you turn?"

"Who made me have a good impression on you."

Ling Xiao laughed.

He didn't know that while he was talking and laughing with Orange Cherry Blossoms here, a group of disciples on Orange Fairy Hill gritted their teeth and became mad with jealousy.

In Orange Fairy Hill, the orange crimson cherry is the general existence of the goddess.

If the person pursuing the orange cherry blossom is a disciple of the Eight Immortals Mountain, they will recognize it, because they are not as good as others, and they are also convinced.

But what is Ling Xiao?

The disciples of Heixianshan District are also the last in the ranking of Xiabaxianshan Mountain. They just don't look down on them.

"How did you become so slick?"

The orange cherry blossoms are pretty red.

She felt a little regret when she thought she was promised to Ling Xiao by her grandfather, and later regretted her marriage.

In fact, Ling Xiao did not know how much higher than the desert cloud.

Grandpa was also frightened by the name of the Sha people.

"I'm only telling the truth, how come I'm so slick?"

Ling Xiao couldn't help shaking his head and smiled bitterly.

"Okay, don't say this anymore. I don't think you have any helpers. Let's go with us. The second floor of the ghost prison is no worse than the first floor of the ghost prison, but there are crisis everywhere. There are more people and more care."

Orange Feiying offered to propose.

Ling Xiao thought about it for a while, and orange crimson cherry helped him protect the law before. If he didn't agree, he wouldn't give the opposite face.

In front of so many people, Orange Cherry is afraid not to come to Taiwan.

Coupled with the fact that this trip is indeed dangerous, if you can join forces with Orange Cherry, you can still go further.

Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Well, Sakura Girl has such a good intention. If I don't agree, it would be too ignorant."

Orange Feiying smiled and said: "I'm still worried that you will refuse it. Rest assured, we won't be your burden. These are all masters, and any of them will step into the second floor of hell before me."

"Miss Fei Ying, I'm afraid it's wrong. If such a person walks with us, it will become a burden."

Among the crowds of Orange Fairy Mountain, there were people who were jealous and mad about Ling Xiao.

Suddenly, when I saw Ling Xiao's cheeky face to go with them, I couldn't bear it any more, so I said a lot.