In the hall, Nian Wanyun and the three of them looked up at the landscape painting scroll that had been replaced by killing and blood, and were silent for a long time.

"The speed of time on both sides seems to be different, this is the fifth wave, and it must have taken him more than an hour or two. Nian Zhoufan said suddenly.

They looked at the projection like this, watching Yu Ling kill thousands of infantry, then hundreds of cavalry, then a group of strange beasts, and some strange-shaped creatures, until now they were fighting with several huge gold-armored people.

"For him, at least many days have passed. Lan Yu squinted and said.

Nian Wanyun sighed lightly: "I have to admit that if I were inside, I might have died a long time ago, and even if I didn't die, I would probably have a mental breakdown." ”

Nian Zhoufan said indifferently: "This young man, his future achievements will never be below you and me, and even ...... It will be higher. ”

"Uncle Huang wants to kill him?" Nian Wanyun asked.

Nian Zhoufan said lightly: "This person is not something you can control." ”

Nian Wanyun was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "I still need him for this trip to the barren mountains, let's deal with it when the matter is over." ”

"Now the question is, how long is he going to kill? I can't take these treasures, and we can't leave. Lan Yu said.

"Let's wait a few more hours. Nian Wanyun was calm.

And Yu Ling, who was in that strange space, was still experiencing the cycle of killing again and again.

What he had to do was simple, all he had to do was kill all living creatures and keep himself alive. As for whether the target of the killing was a man, a beast, or something strange, it didn't make any difference.

Anyway, he has figured out the rules, this space will not let him die easily, and none of the enemies that appear are outrageously strong, and every time he kills a batch, there is a white light to heal his wounds.

As for the passage of time...... It doesn't matter anymore.

In this situation of fighting only with Xuan Li, Yu Ling completely abandoned his dependence on all acquired powers, and all he could rely on was himself, his own body, and the most original Xuan Li.

As the body was washed away and reborn, Yu Ling finally understood the importance of Xuanli as the foundation of cultivation. If the body is weak, how can the meridians withstand the surging spiritual power? If the body is weak and sickly, how can we meditate and cultivate the soul power and maintain a strong spirit?

The spirit and spirit are born from the same source, the trinity. Without the most basic physical power, the latter two are impossible, just like the string of zeros attached to the "one", no matter how long they are, if the first "one" is removed, there will be no meaning.

Why are the three major systems called Qi Refiners, Holy Soul Masters, and Ancient Martial Artists respectively? The glory of martial artists has gradually declined in that distant antiquity, and no one is willing to do that hard work and spend so much effort, but this is a completely wrong choice to destroy their future.

Yu Ling can be sure that if a person who does not cultivate Xuan Power at all and does not pay attention to the body, he will never be able to reach the peak realm. Perhaps few people in the Sealing Spirit Star have broken through to the Melting Void Realm in the past few thousand years, not only because of the suppression of the seal, but also because people don't pay attention to martial artists and don't care about the evil consequences of Xuanli cultivation.

Not to mention pushing the Xuan Force into the Blood Coagulation Realm, but at least a solid foundation should be laid, and it should not become the link that drops the chain.

Thinking of this, Yu Ling was very grateful to Rong Chen for leading him to the path of ancient martial arts.

The cultivation of Xuanli is by no means a waste of time, but for the sake of the more distant future.

Blood flickered in his pupils, but Yu Ling's state of mind was neither sad nor joyful, just immersed in inexplicable feelings and realizations.

He is like a chrysalis in a thick cocoon shell, gradually transforming into a butterfly under the baptism of killing and blood.

The cycle of reincarnation is endless, but all the loneliness and tiredness cannot invade Yuling's mind.

But with a breath of air, he will never fall.

Whether it's a day, or a month, or even a year.

This long killing will eventually become a stepping stone to the peak, propelling him to climb the stairs step by step, gradually approaching the originally very distant Blood Condensation Realm.

However, the Blood Coagulation Realm is by no means the end.

There is no end to the path of cultivation.

The last enemy to appear in front of Yu Ling was himself.

Come on, only by defeating yourself can you complete the final sublimation and transformation.

Without fear or hesitation, Yu Ling clutched the black broadsword he had snatched from an enemy and rushed towards the identical figure opposite.

Even the movements of the two are exactly the same.

"When!" the blades clashed, the cold light was as bright as the moon, and the sparks that burst out reflected the eyes of the two.

Yuling did not retreat an inch, and the other party remained unmoved.

Xuanli is like a great river surging and charging, merging into the vast and boundless sea.

Then the power of the sea poured out from the tip of the sword, like the scorching sun, and as if the Milky Way was gorgeous.

Putting down all the baggage, regardless of all the gains and losses, is just a hearty battle.

There was no conspiracy, no tricks, no calculations and retreats, just resolutely waved the long knife to split a bright sky, a bright starry sky, and a new world.

The long knife trembled, and the heavens and the earth hummed.

The last trace of mystical power lit up from the sword light and pierced through the heart of the person opposite.

The identical person also handed the long knife into Yu Ling's body at the same time.

The sharp pain from the mouth of his heart seemed to be separated in another distant world, it was reasonable to say that this was an injury that was certain to die, but the temperature of Yu Ling's body did not cool down.

The white light swayed down again, as if the lover's gentle fingers gently caressed the scar, and all the pain melted away, leaving no trace of it.

No more figures appeared, only a cloud of white light merged into Yu Ling's body, and lay dormant quietly in the dantian.

Yu Ling's emotionless face finally showed a trace of fluctuation.

Although Nian Wanyun and a few people forced him into this place, it made him, but this account must be calculated carefully.

The next moment, the world collapsed, and Yu Ling, who was covered in blood, returned to the great hall full of rare treasures.

"How are you?" Nian Wanyun still had a gentle smile on her face.

Yu Ling looked at him quietly for two seconds, and Nian Wanyun looked away a little unnaturally, and was a little unable to look directly at the sharp edge in Yu Ling's eyes.

It was an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the soul roared, Nian Wanyun only felt cold and numb on his scalp, as if he would collapse if he looked at it again.

He felt in a trance that the current Yuling was completely different from the previous Yuling.

Yu Ling didn't answer his question at all, but just took care of himself and collected many of the treasures in the main hall into the spirit ring.

He now understood that the endless killing just now was both a test and a creation, but because his strength was only at the peak of the marrow cleansing after all, the treasures that could be taken away after passing the test were also very limited.

But even so, the things that Yu Ling took were far more than a hundred pieces of top-grade divine jade.

Nian Zhoufan couldn't help but stare at him: "Can you take away these heavenly treasures?"

"You want?" said Yu Ling, with a slightly mocking smile.

Lan Yu coughed twice unhurriedly, as if to remind Yu Ling not to be too arrogant.

"If you want to, take it yourself, I won't accompany it. Yu Ling took a few steps back, and after touching the wall of the hall, the white light on his body flashed, and he disappeared here.