Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 884

"The soul of Xuanwu! Good guy!"

After seeing the soul of Xuanwu, Xiao Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, as if seeing a peerless delicacy.

In the Four Seal Martial Palace, Xiao Ling got the Seal of the Four Emperors, and at the same time he got the martial skill of the Heaven Rank, the Fingerprint of the Four Emperors!
The four emperors' mudras are the Xuanwu mudra, the White tiger mudra, the Suzaku mudra, and the Qinglong mudra.

To practice the handprint of the Four Emperors, you need the soul of Xuanwu, the soul of the white tiger, the soul of the red bird, and the soul of the green dragon.

To obtain the souls of these four kinds of beasts, it is undoubtedly more difficult than ascending to the sky. It seems that such things as beasts only appeared in ancient times, and no one has seen them until now.

Now that Xiao Ling saw the soul of Xuanwu, he was naturally very happy.

As long as he refines the soul of Xuanwu, he can practice Xuanwu handprints.

This is a heaven-level martial skill. If you take a handprint, the power is unimaginable, and it can be used as a life-saving trump card.

"Roar!"

The roar of the black corpse brought Xiao Ling back to his senses.

Xiao Ling frowned slightly. The Xuanwu Soul was obviously suppressing the black corpse. If he took the Xuanwu soul away, the black corpse would definitely be able to break free from the chains. By then, he would not be able to control the development of the situation.

"This black corpse must be eliminated."

Xiao Ling looked directly at the black corpse. He couldn't see the depth of this black corpse's strength. He could be sure that this black corpse was very strong. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been detained here to take care of him.

"Blood lotus fire, go."

With a flick of Xiao Ling's fingers, the blood lotus flame roared out and hit the black corpse.

boom!
The blood lotus fire ignited crazily, but the black corpse didn't seem to be afraid of the blood lotus fire, and let the blood lotus fire burn without being moved.

On the contrary, the surrounding chains seemed to show signs of melting under the burning of the blood lotus fire.

Xiao Ling immediately withdrew the blood lotus fire, with a look of shock in his eyes, the body of the black corpse was stronger than he imagined, and he was not afraid of the blood lotus fire, which was very terrifying.

"The black corpse seems to have cultivated some kind of body-refining martial art, and coupled with its strong strength in life, it is not afraid of the blood lotus fire..." Xiao Ling frowned slightly, and the blood flame would become stronger as his strength became stronger, while Xuan The lotus holy fire can't do it, that is to say, the black corpse is not afraid of the burning of the sky fire at all.

"The body of the black corpse is at least infinitely close to the Martial Saint..."

Xiao Ling finally came to a conclusion. Thinking of this, he couldn't help swallowing. If he accidentally released the black corpse, it would be terrible.

Xiao Ling strode back and forth, looking at the black corpse, he had to think of a way to get rid of the black corpse.

"Try it with the blood slave brand..."

Xiao Ling was certain in his heart, flicked his fingers, and a bloody brand roared out, blasting into the black corpse.

"It's useless."

After the blood slave brand entered the black corpse, it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea. Xiao Ling shook his head slightly, understanding the key to the problem.

The blood slave brand can only enslave the existence with a soul, and the black corpse has no soul, so it is impossible to use the blood slave brand.

"Could it be that I can only covet the soul of Xuanwu, and then I'm helpless?"

Xiao Ling sat on the ground and began to meditate. Immediately, he thought of the Heaven Killing Curse. There are many spells in the Sky Killing Curse, maybe there is a spell to enslave the black corpse.

After a while, Xiao Ling found a spell, called the curse of controlling corpses.

The curse of controlling corpses is based on essence and blood, and based on the soul, drawing blood and soul spells to control the walking dead.

To put it simply, blood essence and soul are mixed together, and the blood soul spell is drawn on the black corpse.Control the black corpse.

"Very well, with the corpse-controlling spell, I can't deal with you?"

The corner of Xiao Ling's mouth curled up. Although the process of drawing the corpse control spell was quite difficult, the black corpse was imprisoned and could be slaughtered by him.

Not only that, but the black body is physically strong, if it is controlled, it will be a powerful thug!

Xiao Ling came to the side of the black corpse, he was not afraid of the black corpse, the black corpse suppressed by the soul of Xuanwu was nothing to worry about.

Xiao Ling bit his fingertips, and blood flowed out. Immediately, he began to draw on the flesh of the black corpse.

While drawing, Xiao Ling's soul force swept out and entered the blood. This process was not interrupted. If it was interrupted, he would fail and had to start from scratch.

If it fails, Xiao Ling is of course unwilling, he doesn't have that much energy to draw the corpse-controlling spell.

As the drawing continued, Xiao Ling's face became paler and paler, and his soul power was also a little sluggish, because he had already drawn to the last half of the drawing.

The black corpse was not honest at all, he kept shaking his body, and he was not willing to cooperate with Xiao Ling at all.

Xiao Ling could only be cautious and take every step, if he interrupted, it would be in vain.

For about half an hour, Xiao Ling sat down on the ground, his face pale and dizzy, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, the corpse control spell had been drawn, and he had successfully controlled the black corpse.

After controlling the black corpse, Xiao Ling discovered that the black corpse had no cultivation base, and his dantian had been shattered, but his physical strength had already reached the peak of the nine-star Wuzun, and he was only one step away from entering the realm of a martial saint.

Xiao Ling took out a few soul-returning grasses, randomly put them in his mouth, crushed them, and then swallowed them.

If outsiders saw Xiao Ling's actions, they would definitely feel heartbroken and scold Xiao Ling for being violent. These are sixth-grade medicinal materials, which are expensive and can be used to refine high-grade elixir.

Xiao Ling didn't care about that much, he had a lot of soul returning grass, he did it this way, trying to make it simple and quickly recover his soul power.

Xiao Ling operated the anti-blood magical art, refining all the medicinal power of the soul-returning grass, and began to nourish the soul power, so that the dry soul power slowly returned to its original state.

Xiao Ling took out a elixir, and after swallowing it, his face became much rosier, then he got up, and looked at the Xuanwu soul.

The black corpse has been controlled by him, and the next step is to refine the Xuanwu soul into the Xuanwu handprint. In this way, he can not only cultivate the Xuanwu handprint, but also get the helper of the black corpse.

"The soul of Xuanwu is imprisoned in the statue of Xuanwu."

Xiao Ling pondered for a moment, not knowing how to draw out the soul of Xuanwu, he thought of calling the ghost flute, took it out, and asked: "Can you suck out the soul of Xuanwu?"

Xiao Ling also saw the ability to summon the ghost flute.

On Huangquan Road, Calling Ghost Flute absorbed many souls.

hum!
The ghost calling flute buzzed, as if wanting to give it a try.

Xiao Ling threw the ghost-calling flute, and immediately, the ghost-calling flute hung above the Xuanwu statue, and an invisible attraction swept out, covering the Xuanwu statue.

Under the crazy absorption of the ghost calling flute, the soul of Xuanwu roared unwillingly, and was about to leave the statue of Xuanwu.

"Don't eat the soul of Xuanwu, I'm of great use!" Xiao Ling could feel that Huanguidi wanted to devour the soul of Xuanwu, so he hurriedly stopped him, if he let Huanguidi eat the soul of Xuanwu, he wouldn't I know when and what month it will be to find another Xuanwu soul.

Seeing this, Huan Guidi had no choice but to restrain the greed in his heart and suck out the soul of Xuanwu.

Xiao Ling raised his hand, and the ghost calling flute flew back and landed in Xiao Ling's hand.

On the ghost calling flute, there is a miniature version of Xuanwu suspended. Xuanwu roars and comes alive. This is the soul of Xuanwu.

Click.

The Xuanwu statue lost the soul of Xuanwu, and dense cracks began to appear all over its body, and finally fell down with a crash.

The black corpse broke free from the chain, walked out slowly, and stood beside Xiao Ling quietly.

The black corpse was extremely strong, standing beside Xiao Ling, gave Xiao Ling a feeling of suffocation, Xiao Ling was very happy in his heart, fortunately the black corpse was already under his control, otherwise, he would have no choice but to escape.

"I'll call you Dahei from now on." Xiao Ling said.

Dahei is unmoved, it has no soul, it is a body, only has the obsession of killing madly.

Xiao Ling sat cross-legged, he didn't plan to leave now, he looked at the Xuanwu soul, and planned to refine the Xuanwu soul into Xuanwu handprints first.

"Xuanwu handprint."

Xiao Ling slightly stroked the Xuanwu soul with his palm. If he wanted to refine the Xuanwu soul into Xuanwu handprints, the process was very difficult, even more difficult than drawing a corpse-controlling spell.

The handprints of the Four Emperors are celestial-level martial arts. To successfully cultivate each celestial-level martial skill, not only the conditions are harsh, but also the comprehension ability of the martial artist is tested.

Xiao Ling comprehended the Xuanwu handprint, so he dared to refine the Xuanwu soul.

The soul of Xuanwu is the soul of a divine beast. Xiao Ling can feel that the soul of Xuanwu is very powerful. It is not easy to refine it.

Xiao Ling closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, the soul power swept out, and he began to refine the soul of Xuanwu.

laugh!laugh!
The Xuanwu soul resisted Xiao Ling's soul power and tore Xiao Ling's soul power apart. No matter what Xiao Ling did, the Xuanwu soul still tore Xiao Ling's soul power apart, and refused to cooperate with Xiao Ling at all. .

"It seems that violence must be used."

Xiao Ling's face twitched slightly, the Xuanwu soul tore his soul power, for him, it was naturally a splitting headache.

"Soul Sword!"

Xiao Ling's mind moved, his soul power turned into a soul sword, and he attacked the Xuanwu soul.

Facing the sword of the soul, the soul of Xuanwu is also ready to fight.

hum!
The ghost calling flute emits hazy smoke, which turns into chains and chains, entwining the soul of Xuanwu.

Xiao Ling was overjoyed, the assist of calling the ghost flute was just right.

call out!
The sword of soul attacked all over the body of the Xuanwu soul, causing the Xuanwu soul to be covered with scars. Of course, Xiao Ling would not kill the Xuanwu soul, otherwise, the Xuanwu handprint would be in vain.

After the Xuanwu Soul had no power to resist, Xiao Ling held it with one hand, and with a thought, he began to refine the Xuanwu Soul according to the refining method of the Xuanwu Handprint.

This process is very long and very painful.

If you want to engrave the soul of Xuanwu's soul into your palm, you will naturally be repelled by your own soul, so Xiao Ling clenched his teeth, and a lot of sweat oozed from his forehead.

A trace of soul power was stripped from the Xuanwu soul, and the Xuanwu soul also became transparent, as if it would disappear at any time.

On the palm of Xiao Ling's hand, there was a Xuanwu-like brand formed, exuding the might of a divine beast.

After the soul of Xuanwu disappeared, the appearance of Xuanwu on Xiao Ling's palm became more and more clear, as if it was a living thing, running in the palm.

Xuanwu handprint!become!

There was a smile on Xiao Ling's face. When he finished refining the Xuanwu handprint, he fainted on the ground, and his soul power had been exhausted.

(End of this chapter)