Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 415 Bright Martial Soul
hiss.

In the sea of ​​emperor's swords, golden lotus flowers bloomed slowly, and the derived emperor's sword energy pierced the sky and charged towards Xiao Ling.

The emperor's sword energy evolved into a giant dragon, and it slammed towards Xiao Ling's thin body fiercely.

boom!
A muffled sound spread, and Xiao Ling was sent flying upside down by the giant sword energy dragon, and fell into the emperor's sword sea. Afterwards, the emperor's sword energy rushed towards Xiao Ling crazily, making Xiao Ling Ling's body made a piercing sound.

Facing these attacks, Xiao Ling stood up slowly. Facing the boundless sea of ​​emperor's swords, his thin body was like an ant walking in the desert, facing death at any time.

Under the crazily sweeping sword energy of the emperor's sword sea, even if Xiao Ling used bloodthirsty, activated to open the door, shut the door, and protect the body, it was still difficult to resist the severe pain brought by the emperor's sword energy.

The severe pain was like a thousand cuts, each knife scraped Xiao Ling's body, and the pain was so painful.

"Humph."

Xiao Ling snorted coldly, his whole body was dripping with blood, his gaze revealed a firm gaze, and he continued to move forward.

No matter what, he would walk out of the Emperor's Sword Sea and reach the end.

Every time he took a step, Xiao Ling's body would be scratched by the emperor's sword energy, leaving deep and visible wounds.

Fortunately, he practiced the anti-blood magical art, frantically mobilizing blood energy, and healed the wound.

Obviously, this is extremely blood-consuming.

However, Xiao Ling was not worried, there were a large number of ant eggs in the holy monument, and he also had various pills, which were enough to support his blood.

Time passed by, and Xiao Ling walked alone in the boundless sea of ​​emperor's swords. He didn't know how far he had walked.

In short, along the way, he is not easy.

There were times when he felt like he was fuzzy and wanted to stop and rest, maybe even fall down and sleep.

However, when he wanted to give up, many images appeared in his mind.

The Holy Martial Academy destroyed the sect, the adoptive father was captured by the murderer, Epiphyllum was captured by the Yaozu, and Yun Xi died fighting for time for herself...

A picture after another was played upside down in Xiao Ling's mind, making Xiao Ling's heart burn with anger, but with a sense of powerlessness.

Those people are too powerful!

Can he really defeat all those enemies?Does it really make sense for him to do this?
Tired, really tired!
It's tiring to live.

In the boundless road of revenge, what is the end?
At this moment, Xiao Ling's heart was shaken a little.

Looking at the boundless sea of ​​emperor's swords, there is no end at all, the test of Emperor Shenglian is clearly a joke!

If there is a shore, then there is hope, and then there is no hope at all here.

"I'm so tired, I really want to take a rest."

Xiao Ling's consciousness was a little fuzzy, he glanced at the sacred monument, and there was a beautiful girl lying among a bunch of flowers, with a serene smile on her face.

"Xi'er, and everyone, I'm really tired."

Xiao Ling muttered to himself, now he really wanted to kick his feet and lie down like this.

"Xiao Ling, wake up, you can't die!"

Feeling that Xiao Ling's consciousness was blurred, Di Lengjun also panicked, and said: "You are dead, who will avenge Yunxi? Do you want to watch Tianying continue to get away with it?"

"Elder Xiao, you have to cheer up!"

Di Jingtian and others also said: "If you fall down, you will never wake up!"

Xiao Ling naturally heard these words, he smiled helplessly, and said desolately: "Even if Tianying is killed, can Xi'er come back to life?"

"I'm tired, I really want to find my Xi'er..."

Hearing these words from Xiao Ling's mouth, Di Lengjun's heart turned cold, with a hint of despair permeating his heart.

"The test of the Holy Lotus Emperor is indeed terrifying."

Di Lengjun sighed in his heart, if it were him, he would not be able to persist until now like Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling has done well enough.

When Di Jingtian and the others saw Xiao Ling say such words, their hearts were cold. They never expected that the strong Xiao Ling also had a fragile heart.

"Xiao Ling, are you still the Xiao Ling you were back then? You are simply a worthless person now!"

Di Jingtian took a deep breath, and cursed angrily: "You can't even protect your own woman! What kind of man are you! You didn't even avenge your revenge, and you have to die like this! Are these what you want? ?”

Hearing Di Jingtian yelling curses, the rest of the people fell silent.

In their hearts, Xiao Ling's majesty is not inferior to Di Lengjun and Yan Yan.

However, Di Jingtian scolded Xiao Ling like this. In the past, they would definitely be dissatisfied. Now, Xiao Ling's self-destructive state really disappointed them.

"Xiao Ling, I have always admired you!"

Fang Jiedong shouted: "I admire you for going forward bravely and not being afraid of all powerful enemies. Then, you defeated all those enemies while talking and laughing! It's just that you let me down so much now!"

"Emperor Jianhai, this is the difficulty. Can you continue to move forward bravely?"

Xiao Ling heard these words, but laughed disdainfully.

"Ha ha……"

Xiao Ling said coldly: "I don't need you to teach me these great principles."

His voice was cold, with some self-deprecating, he said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to break through the Emperor's Sword Sea. After I die, the sacred monument will be ownerless. At that time, I will entrust the sacred monument to you..."

"Xiao Ling, shut up!"

Di Lengjun was also angry, and said, "Are you making a will? Are you really going to give up?"

"Have you forgotten your bold words and ambitions not long ago? And what Yun Xi said to you before he died?"

Facing these continuous bombardments, Xiao Ling paused and his face twisted, appearing in great pain.

"I beg you all to stop talking, just let me die peacefully!" Xiao Ling said painfully, holding his head with both hands.

Roar!
A tiger's roar resounded through the sacred monument, attracting Xiao Ling's attention.

He saw Xiao Jin come to Yun Xi's side, licking Yun Xi's face, then raised his head, his watery golden eyes seemed to be looking at Xiao Ling, and let out a wailing roar.

Little Jin has grown very big without knowing it, at least as big as an adult demon horse.

At this moment, Xiao Jin begged and looked at Xiao Ling, and uttered whines and roars, as if to cheer Xiao Ling up.

"Xiao Jin, I..."

Xiao Ling couldn't help his eyes turning red, tears welling up, and said bitterly: "I feel like I have no motivation to move forward. Really, I really can't get through this Emperor's Sea of ​​Swords!"

Roar!
Hearing Xiao Ling's words, Xiao Jin still looked at the sky with pleading eyes, as if looking at Xiao Ling. Immediately, it continued to lower its tiger head, licking Yun Xi's wound, licking Yun Xi's wound clean.

Then, Xiao Jin yelled at Xiao Ling again, his voice was excited and trembling.

"Xiao Jin, do you have anything to tell me?" Xiao Ling's heart trembled, and he couldn't help asking.

hum!
As soon as Xiao Ling's voice fell, dots of light floated out of Yun Xi's delicate body, forming a dazzling light, appearing in mid-air.

After that ray of light appeared, the dazzling light seemed to illuminate the holy monument.

Faced with this sudden change, Xiao Ling's pupils shrank, and he immediately knew that it was Yun Xi's Bright Martial Soul.

"Xiao Jin, are you going to tell me that Xi'er is not dead?" Xiao Ling asked hastily with a gleam of light in his eyes, his breathing becoming short.

Roar!
Little Jinhu nodded.

"This……"

Xiao Ling couldn't believe it in his heart, he clearly noticed that Yun Xi had lost all vitality, what's going on now?
call out!
Suddenly, the Bright Martial Soul left Yunxi, roared out, passed through the sacred monument, and hovered in front of Xiao Ling.

Looking at the dazzling Guangming Wuhun in front of him, Xiao Ling lost his mind.

"Xi'er, is that you?" Xiao Ling asked hoarsely.

That Guangming Wuhun couldn't speak, so naturally he didn't answer Xiao Ling.

Buzz!
A dazzling light slowly lit up from between Xiao Ling's brows, it was the place where Yun Xi had kissed.

Then, under Xiao Ling's gaze, the Bright Martial Soul rushed towards Xiao Ling, poured into the center of Xiao Ling's eyebrows, and then turned into a stream of light, sweeping across Xiao Ling's body.

"Brother Xiao Ling, live for me."

Yun Xi's voice echoed in Xiao Ling's mind.

"Xi'er!"

Xiao Ling shouted out loudly, and then was horrified to find that there was an extra Martial Soul in his body!
That Martial Soul is Yun Xi's Bright Martial Soul!
(End of this chapter)