The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

Li Qingfeng's eyes widened and his face was full of surprise.

Such a trial space for death and resurrection has exceeded his expectation.

Now Jiang Ling also boasted that he could speed up.

If he hadn't seen the disciples' magical means before, he would think Jiang Ling was talking nonsense.

"I don't believe it!"

Li Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and waved his hand.

But his face showed a look of great desire to know.

The old man is a wonderful man.

"Look at my means."

Jiang Ling pretended to be fooled.

With a wave of their right hand, they appeared in the trial space.

Li Qingfeng looked around and found that all the environment here was shaped by the power of incense.

But it feels like reality.

Neither the structure of the square nor those demon and Terran soldiers can see anything unusual.

If it weren't for his strong cultivation and infinite years of life, I really couldn't find anything strange.

"I didn't expect that your realm has reached this level of perfection. It's much better than Shifu in those days."

Li Qingfeng stretched out his hand and patted the column on one side, with emotion in his tone.

"Is there anything special besides that?"

Jiang Ling smiled and spit out a word very succinctly: "wait!"

"Wait?" Li Qingfeng looked up.

I found that Jiang Ling threw the people in the square into the meat grinder.

"Can these ordinary people bear it?" Li Qingfeng frowned slightly.

"Maybe they couldn't bear it before, but now they have to bear such an environment."

Jiang Ling looked calm and looked up at the red sun rising in the distance.

"It's better for them to be killed on such a cruel battlefield than to be swallowed up by a void magic spider in reality."

"What's more, it's not real death."

"Even if they die dozens of times, they just feel mentally tired. Just sleep for a few days."

Li Qingfeng nodded slightly.

"If you are kind and not in charge of soldiers, you have done a good job, apprentice."

They stood on the mountain and watched the battle on the battlefield.

It should be said that it was a unilateral killing.

This space is constructed by Jiang Ling using the power of incense according to the background of the battle between the Cang realm and other spiritual worlds.

The space is not very big.

Now with so many soldiers and survivors.

It seems more crowded.

Those survivors can only rush up in batches and try to kill a path of blood.

However, in the face of the existence of those monks who have reached the Dragon realm and Shentai realm, they have no ability to fight back.

They fell one by one.

Then with the fear of death, resurrect again, so repeat.

When many people are watching outside, they will secretly laugh at Wu Jing and Wang tianzhe for their slow response and imperfect performance.

Wait until they really face those terrible existence.

They reacted even worse, their hands were soft and their feet were disorderly, and they became dead like headless flies.

Whether it's a Terran soldier or a demon soldier.

They were hanged like mortal enemies.

Although the survivors have been trained by Jiang Ling's two disciples during this period.

But after all, the time is still too short, and their cultivation is too weak.

These well-trained elite are not opponents at all.

They were murdered unilaterally.

Time passed quickly. Three days passed in the blink of an eye. They didn't know how many times they were killed in these three days.

A hundred times, two hundred times?

Many people collapsed under repeated death and began to cry.

Some stood in situ, even if the sword came, there was no response.

Some people also yelled at Jiang Ling.

"You plague God! Let me out, I can't stand it!"

"Damn it, I'm going out! Mom!"

More people roared reluctantly.

"I'll fuck your horse!"

"If you want to kill me, dream!"

The cruel war will teach them how to fight back, how to avoid harm, and how to find the time to fight

They grew up rapidly in the war and recalled the way of array once told by two senior brothers.

Consciously form an array against the enemy.

Although the scale of victory did not tilt towards them.

But they can at least hurt or even kill the enemy.

Even if you die, you will die with more dignity!

The sun rises and the moon sets. Jiang Ling and Li Qingfeng are like two sculptures, standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the battlefield below.

Until ten days later, those armies lost the support of the power of incense, turned into light spots and dissipated in the air.

"Shua!"

Everyone was ejected from the space and appeared again on the square on the mountain.

"Oh..."

Many people turned pale and covered their chests with retching.

They are spirits who enter the trial space.

The body stays outside.

Now the spirit has been fighting in it for ten days and suddenly returns to his body.

Rich combat experience brought back, but the body failed to adapt.

That's why there's such a reaction.

They lay on the ground for a long time before they recovered.

Then he was stunned to find: "how did the time just pass one day???"

They seemed to look at their watches and showed an incredible look.

Obviously, I have experienced ten days and ten nights of fighting in space.

Now I come out, but only one day has passed.

As soon as they clenched their fists, the fighting instinct they gained in space was still there.

It's not a dream.

"It is said that one day in the sky and one year in the world are mostly like this."

"This immortal method is too powerful!"

While they were glad that they were alive, they had more awe of Jiang Ling.

"That's what you said to speed up!"

Li Qingfeng's eyes brightened.

With such a time flow rate of one to ten, as long as the Taoist heart of the participants is firm enough, the cultivation and combat experience are really a fierce battle.

Jiang Ling smiled and nodded: "not only that, but it will be more perfect in the future."

He reached out and waved to his two disciples.

He threw a shadow carving stone to Wang Tianze.

"There is a list here. Some people perform well and give more to the distribution of spirit eggs."

"There are also some guys who betray their teammates, take their teammates to block the gun, turn around and run away, and have weak hands and feet..."

"Find a way to drive them away."

"Give you a magic weapon." Jiang Ling threw a frog shaped magic weapon to his disciple.

"With this magic weapon, they will forget the memory of us here."

"It's on us." The two disciples patted on the chest.

There was a sense of killing on them.

A pair of eyes are as sharp as a blade.

When you look at people, you can't help looking at your ribs, throat, heart and so on.

A deadly blow can break out at any time.

After such training, they are even more disgusted with those traitors.

Dare to betray your teammates in the trial space. If the war comes, won't you run faster than anyone?

"Master is really kind." Wu Jing tossed the frog shaped magic weapon in his hand up and down.

"If it were me, I would clean them up."

"How can they leave so easily."

"It's all right. The doomsday environment will clean them up." Wang tianzhe smiled coldly.