C1080 Martial king inheritor of dark asura hall

After Ling Yun left the corpse of the Seven-color phoenix, he began to walk on the road to look for Ling Tian and the other two.

However, since he had been sent flying by the wild tide of slaughter, the distance between him and the three of them had become limitless. It would take at least ten days to half a month for them to meet.

Even though they could not leave ancient battlefield, because of Ling Yun, they had paid attention to Ling Tian and the others, and took one of their auras back to Ling Yun, letting him know their location.

Just as the Seven-color phoenix had said, this ancient battlefield was indeed extremely dangerous. During the earth-shaking battle back then, who knew how many strong practitioners had died from the cataclysm they spoke of.

All the Martial Emperors and above, their corpses and bones were all taken into the ancient battlefield by that indescribable might.

And all the experts naturally weren't willing to lose their secret arts. Most of them had left behind their legacies.

It was just that too long ago, the consciousness of many of the Rankers had long disappeared into the river of time, becoming nothing more than passing clouds. Only a small portion of them managed to persevere, but their original intent and mind were already distorted, no longer having any intent of inheriting, they only wanted to possess someone to enter the ancient battlefield, and leave this place.

On the second day after he left the Seven-color phoenix's corpse, Ling Yun encountered the thoughts and fats of an ancient Demonic Beast, a type of venomous snake.

However, the Feiyi's power had already dispersed too much. After being affected by the ancient battlefield's killing intent, its mind was still only around the late stage of the third stage. It wasn't a match for Ling Yun at all, and was directly burnt into spirals of cyan smoke.

All that was left were a sparkling and translucent white bone, a fist-sized ball of blood essence, a ball of pure spirit energy, and a ball of pure spirit energy.

In the next few days, he had only met this kind of ancient monster once, but he had found a few bones that still had some power left. Ling Yun planned to leave the ancient battlefield and after he left the ancient battlefield, he would integrate these bones into the Heaven Swallowing Holy Light Sword.

This was already the eighth day since Ling Yun left the Seven-color phoenix's corpse. On a huge mountain of bones, the slaughter and berserk wave outside had already dispersed.

But Ling Yun did not leave. He sat cross-legged under a broad bone like a monk, motionless, with an indifferent expression and his eyes closed.

A strange black and white spirit energy circulated around his body. The Qi in his body fluctuated, sometimes strong, sometimes weak. If someone was here, they would recognize that this was the sign of a breakthrough.

"Break for me!"

A low roar sounded out, only to see Ling Yun's tightly shut eyes suddenly open, his eyes shining brilliantly, and with a boom, an astonishing amount of Spirit Qi surged out from his body, causing the cracks on the surrounding grey-white bones to expand, and then crack apart.

Ling Yun stood up, and all the spirit energy within his body that was at the peak of the early stage Martial King fluctuated faintly. This was because he had just broken through, and still could not perfectly control his own spirit energy.

"Break!"

After a long hiss, the crisp sound of beans being stir-fried sounded out from within Ling Yun's body, and it was as if his entire body had suddenly grown taller by a bit, revealing lines of mysterious purple veined patterns on his body, which were extremely mysterious and obscure, as though they contained the Upanishads of a great dao. After the purple veined patterns appeared, Ling Yun's aura surged once again, soaring straight to the clouds.

The second seal of the primordial spirit, break!

Clenching his fists and sensing the majestic power contained within, Ling Yun was excited. He felt that he could fight against a half a step into Martial King without using his Spirit Qi.

A strand of his consciousness probed into his body, causing Ling Yun to immediately open his mouth wide. Within his body, there were sixteen bright stars which flickered with starlight.

He did not expect that after the second seal of primordial spirit energy had been broken, he would be able to open three of them. By now, he had already broken through to the middle stage of the third transition with sixteen acupoint.

"Why hasn't the third floor of the Sovereign Pagoda been opened yet?" Ling Yun suddenly frowned, and asked.

"The condition for opening the third floor of the Sovereign Pagoda is not for one's cultivation to reach the Martial King, but to comprehend the Hungmeng Supreme Spell to the first floor's initial level." The spirit of the tower's voice sounded at the right time, and it could be seen that it had been paying attention to Ling Yun the entire time.

"The first level? "Small success?" Ling Yun did not understand.

Both the Hungmeng Supreme Spell and the Tai yin-yang meridian have nine levels, and each level is similar to the martial arts. They are divided into five levels: Initiation, Initial Completion, Large Success, Perfection, and Rebirth.

The first level is the most basic level of the incantation, you have only just started. " The spirit of the tower said indifferently.

Ling Yun swallowed his saliva. His current Martial King cultivation level was only at the first level of the entrance to the first level, and according to how the first level of the true returning realm corresponded to his cultivation level, there were also the other nine levels. Based on this calculation, it seemed that the Martial God was way too far away from where he was when he created the cultivation method.

Above Martial God, there were still a few other realms that were known, but what kind of sky-high abilities did they have?

"No wonder the spirit of the tower said that I would need two to three years to see Linglong again." Ling Yun thought in his heart, his eyes revealing a trace of pampering, and suddenly thinking about the little girl.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Ling Yun seemed to have sensed something and furrowed his brows slightly. Opening his palm, a palm-sized dark black palace appeared in his palm.

The moment the dark black palace appeared, the surroundings seemed to be filled with a sharp ghostly wail. A cold wind blew, and a ghost with a green face and fangs seemed to be wandering about.

This dark black palace was precisely the Dark Asura Hall that had been sealed within the Qi Sea by Ling Yun. It had been a long time since he had last paid attention to it and almost forgotten about it.

The dark black Dark Asura Hall flowed with a strange halo that lightly trembled.

"The Dark Asura Hall suddenly shook, and had such a reaction. Could it be that there are other halls nearby?" Ling Yun's brows slightly knitted as he said in a somewhat bewildered and uncertain manner.

He still remembered that this Dark Asura Hall had been around for countless years, and there were nine branch halls. According to his guesses, there seemed to be an earth-shattering plot involved.

"This ancient battlefield has been sealed for countless years. According to Senior Seven-color phoenix, the last time it opened was ten thousand years ago.

Given the special nature of the Dark Asura Hall, there was only one possibility for it to not remain in the ancient battlefield if it did not have a master.

The first reason was that it was brought in by someone from outside. The second reason was that it belonged to those ancient experts.

However, no matter who it is, since they have met, there will definitely be a great battle. " A cold glint flashed past Ling Yun's eyes.

Ling Yun believed that the other party had also sensed the Sovereign Pagoda in his body.

However, Ling Yun was not afraid. If they wanted to kill him, they had to have the resolve to be killed.

With a cold snort, Ling Yun withdrew his Dark Asura Hall and flew toward the source of the aura.

At the same time, tens of thousands of meters away, at the foot of a huge mountain of corpses, a young man charged out from within, his body emitting a powerful aura.