Lord of Devour

The mighty Yuan force enveloped the entire valley, and Ling Lin once again entered the retreat.He didn't devour the blood of Heavenly Dao now, because Ling Lin knew that it would be the best choice for him to break through to the Immortal Realm after comprehending the power of these four emotions.And when breaking through to the Immortal Realm, devouring the blood of the Heavenly Dao in one fell swoop can make Ling Lin take a big step directly in the Immortal Realm.This was the best way Ling Lin came up with after thinking for a while.

Although he was awakened by the sudden vibration of the devouring oven during the retreat, the comprehension of the power of "anger" can only be declared halfway.But after all, he has been comprehending for dozens of days. At this time, Ling Lin comprehended again, and he felt that it was a matter of course.

During the closed-door practice, under the influence of the power of time, especially under the influence of the power of time, the speed of time flow around Ling Lin's body has more than doubled that of the outside world.Fighting against people, fighting against the sky, in order to fight for that chance of survival, Ling Lin must seize every opportunity to improve his strength.

The opening ceremony of the sect was over. Although there was an episode where the ghosts were raging, it was precisely because of this that Ling Lin's appearance not only solved the embarrassing scene in the disciple sacrifice, but also brought the prestige of Shenzong to its peak in one fell swoop.

Outside the valley where Ling Lin retreated, two figures appeared at some point.

Jun Yu stared at the valley covered by Yuan Force, with a touch of expectation on his face, "When he finishes this retreat, he should be able to reach the realm of immortality."

"It's rare to be so diligent for a monster's capital. It's really embarrassing." He Xudao shook his head, and after a while, he sighed, "The great fortune of the sect!"

"Haha, Shenzong has been silent for so many years, and I have waited for so many years, it is indeed time to rejoice." Jun Yu's eyes sparkled.Looking up at the dense purple air that enveloped the entire Shenzong, "The general trend is coming, such luck, it is really God Blessing Shenzong."

At this time, the purple air above Shenzong was even stronger than it was at the opening ceremony, and the rich purple air transformed into a miniature version of Shenzong, which looked extremely miraculous. [

Spring went to autumn, time flew by in the practice, and before he knew it, the small valley where Ling Lin was located had been covered by flying snow several times.

In the middle of winter, the sky is cold and everything is withered, only snowflakes are flying in the sky.Almost all of the five sects were covered by heavy snow, even Shenzong was no exception.

The white snow surrounded this secluded and secluded valley layer by layer.Outside the valley, the accumulated snowflakes are enough to reach the knees of ordinary people.In the vast expanse, a thin white figure walked from far to near, stepping on snowflakes, towards the valley step by step.

"Alas..." Before the person arrived, a soft sigh came from afar.Feeling the majestic vitality still covering the valley, and the figure sitting cross-legged like a statue, Su Er sighed, her expression a little depressed, "It's been four years, brother Ling Lin hasn't End the retreat."

Today's Su'er is no longer as petite as she was four years ago. As time passed, she was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and she was already slim.With her beautiful face, combined with her proud talent, strong strength, and gentle personality, Su'er's name has gradually spread in Shenzong during these four years, and she has become the object of admiration for many disciples in Shenzong.

But gentleness does not mean closeness, although Su Er has no airs.But only those who are familiar with her know that there is a long distance behind that faint smile.However, the distance is only that those people did not walk into her heart, and the young man who once turned the tide when he was weak and led them all the way to the end, Su Er knew that she would never forget it in her whole life.

"Brother Ling Lin, wake up quickly, Su'er misses you." A soft murmur to herself accompanied by the snow drifted into the silent valley, Su'er just stood quietly outside the valley for a while, When the white figure seemed to be inlaid with the flying snow all over the sky, Su Er's body trembled slightly.

"I hope that next year, Su'er can see Brother Ling Lin." She raised her hand and took a snowflake.Not wrapped with Yuanli, feeling the faint coolness when the ice and snow melted in her hands, Su Er turned around and walked away, wearing a white dress and looking a little lonely in the ice and snow.

Su Er's wish was not fulfilled after all, and when the next year's snowflakes fell again, the figure that many people were looking forward to still did not come out of this silent valley after all.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons alternate.Although Shenzong is like a fairyland, the strange thing is that the four seasons are clearly reflected here.In the alternation of the four seasons, people feel the time passing by day by day.

In terms of the first four years, another four years have passed at this time.

During the eight years, many figures appeared outside the valley where Ling Lin was.

There are Li Xuan, Zhuge Nie, the grateful Yanyue and Qingyan Great Elder, and some juniors who came here because of their fame.During the eight years of Linglin's retreat, Shenzong has made rapid progress, with countless talented monks, and new talents have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain.

Young and frivolous, fearful.However, there is a name that is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Shenzong disciple like a legend—Ling Lin!

This is a living legend.Although there are not many stories about Ling Lin's deeds, each one is enough to amaze many monks, and even become the goal they have pursued all their lives.Even the Dali Dynasty where Ling Lin stayed in the early years, the Dark Realm and other places became the places where many disciples of Shenzong rushed to go first.Because there are footprints left by this legend. [

"It's been eight years. This little guy is really rude when he retreats. He actually made us wait for more than eight years." Outside the valley where Ling Lin was, there were two more figures.

Yanyue was still dressed in fiery red clothes, which looked extremely dazzling.Beside Yanyue was a young man with a handsome face and sparkling spirit.If Ling Lin woke up from the retreat at this time, he might not recognize the young man beside Yanyue.It is true that the current Great Elder Qingyan has changed a lot compared to when Ling Lin saw it for the first time.Just like a dead tree springs up, the body that was originally lifeless is now full of surging vitality.

"You bastard." Looking dotingly at Yanyue next to him, the Great Elder Qingyan said with emotion, "If it weren't for Brother Ling Lin, how could the two of us have such a beautiful life now, I really want to thank Ling Lin Brother Lin."

"Well, I want to thank you very much." Hearing this, Yanyue changed her previous appearance and said solemnly.Although she usually didn't say it out loud, Yanyue still firmly remembered Ling Lin's rescue from the Ninth Temple.For her, this is no less than giving her a new life.

"Ling Lin doesn't know when it will end once he retreats. Why don't we build a few houses next to this valley, so that we can save running back and forth." Yanyue turned her eyes and suddenly said , "Look, the surrounding scenery is not bad."

"That's very good." Great Elder Qingyan nodded.

Ever since, outside the quiet small valley, a few more huts were added, and there were two figures.

When the third four years was approaching, Yanyue and Elder Qingyan who were sitting in front of the hut were suddenly shocked.Turning around suddenly, he looked into the valley intently, with a hint of surprise on his face.Not only that, but in Shenzong, many monks who had been paying attention to Ling Lin's retreat also felt the unusual aura emanating from the valley at the same time.

"Ling Lin is about to wake up." Yanyue said in surprise.

call……

At the moment when Yanyue's words fell, a mighty wave of yuan power suddenly swept out from the valley.At the same time, an extremely depressing atmosphere suddenly rose from the hearts of all the monks of Shenzong.

At some point, a dazzling black light appeared in the starry sky above Shenzong.The black glow flickered, and even many cultivators in the Shattered Realm felt a deep palpitation, as if just a little bit of the black glow could destroy them all in an instant.

"Immortal Tribulation!" Jun Yu raised his head, looking at the palpitating black lights that gradually began to gather in the starry sky above Shenzong, his face was indescribably shocked.Not to mention the monks in the Shattered Realm, even when he saw these black thunders, he felt a deep fear.Because even Jun Yu himself didn't know, if he was facing this black thunder, whether he would be able to retreat completely, or even whether he would be able to get over it.

You must know that Jun Yu's cultivation base at this time has far surpassed the ordinary monks in the immortal realm, and even he is so palpitating, let alone other people.

"Is this still an immortal calamity? Why is it so terrifying?" Jun Yu was in palpitations, so He Xudao trembled immediately.Because he discovered that these weird black thunders definitely have the power to destroy him.Compared with this black thunder, the indestructible calamity I experienced back then was no less than dozens of times weaker.This can't help but make He Xudao a little suspicious, is Ling Lindu still immortal?

The black thunder didn't condense quickly, but every time it condensed, there was a trembling feeling.And the higher the cultivation base, the stronger this feeling, but some monks who only have Yin-Yang Realm, or even Cave Void Realm don't feel much.

"Sure enough, it's a monster. This kind of indestructible calamity can completely smash a monk in the immortal realm into scum, and only a monster like him can get over it." Zhuge Nie raised his head, staring intently at the man standing above Shenzong. More and more intense black thunder.

In 12 years, he has also reached the peak of the Broken Dao Realm from the middle stage of the Broken Dao Realm, and he is not far from the Immortal Realm.Therefore, Zhuge Nie still knows a lot about Immortal Tribulation.But just like the current indestructible calamity in the condensed state, Zhuge Nie had never heard of it, shaking his head, he could only attribute all this to Ling Lin being too perverted.

People are perverted, so Lei Jie will naturally be perverted.

In the center of the silent valley, that figure that had not moved for more than ten years suddenly opened its eyes.