This is a vast grassland, at a glance, like a green continent, endless, a vibrant atmosphere, full of this grassland.

Overhead, there is a blue sky, a gentle breeze, bringing a trace of freshness, there is no blazing sun, but there is a faint warmth, people can't help but feel a sense of sleepiness.

It seems that there is nothing left of this grassland except a patch of sky and tender green grass.

It was a very quiet world, as if it had been separated from the real world, independent, a real space.

However, in this endless green space, at a certain point, the void suddenly rolled up an invisible spatial vortex, the spiral vortex, like a large vortex in the ocean, with a powerful attraction.

At this time, in the center of the outer void vortex, a black space hole, gradually expanded, and then, a figure poured out of the black hole.

That's right, it's poured out, just like pouring an item.

The figure, a little embarrassed, fell on the grass, did not move for a long time, and if it weren't for the even breathing, it might have made people mistakenly think that he was dead.

The breeze, with a faint coolness, blew on the handsome young man, the soft black hair swayed slightly, and Ye Yu's eyes slowly opened.

A cold breath slowly spread out as the young man's eyes opened, and a pitch-black Lingluo ring flashed a cold ghost light on the young man's fingers.

"Xiao Wang, Elder Taishang, Fengyunmen..."Ye Yu read out the names one by one with an expressionless face, and then stepped forward, walking on this boundless grassland.

Ye Yu's ears were still echoing with the words of the old man guarding the tower who had pulled him into the cultivation tower.

"Little guy, stay as long as you want, and when you come out, you will at least be invincible at the level of the soldier master, don't live up to my expectations of you."

The old man who guarded the tower sent Ye Yu into the cultivation tower and had high hopes for Ye Yu.

It is so everywhere that he is to be good and to those who are evil.

Bai Qingqing, Bai Zhan, and the old man guarding the tower are the people who are kind to Ye Yu.

Fengyunmen, Wenxing, and Elder Taishang are mercenary, and Ye Yu is an evil person.

The strength is not enough, so Xiao Wang can be presumptuous and want Ye Yu's life, but his strength is not strong, so Ye Yu can only rely on Bai Zhan and Bai Qingqing, and under their shots again and again, he is safe and sound.

This is not what Ye Yu wants...

"This time I go out, I'm going to kill all sides." Ye Yu's eyes were extremely cold, and a killing intent swept out of his body, as if the wind was dancing.

Swish! Lingluo Ring shot out a pitch-black light, the light was suspended in front of Ye Yu, Ye Yu waved his hand, the black light dispersed, and a soul martial exuded a weird and ominous aura, quietly suspended.

Ye Yu's gaze fell on the dark soul martial arts scroll, his fingers condensed the soul light, clicked on the soul martial arts, and pitch-black words flew out of the scroll, as if forming countless lines, intertwined.

The sky is full of black texts and soul martial arts, and the dark chains turn into supernatural powers.

In the Soul Martial Scroll, all the words flew out of the volume, outlining a chain in the void, like countless seals, enveloping Ye Yu.

Laugh at! The Soul Martial Scroll disappeared directly out of thin air, and it seemed that after those words flew out, it was already destined to be so.

This soul martial is a one-in-one opportunity to learn... The words flew and then reordered, and the pitch-black light was like a pitch-black blade, giving people a sharp feeling.

Ye Yu stared at the four ancient characters that had been reassembled, and in his mind, "The Art of War" trembled for a while, and then hummed, a beam of light shot out from it, Ye Yu's eyes turned golden, and two golden rays of light shot on the ancient words.

Whoop –

The ancient pitch-black characters, complicated and obscure, were difficult to understand, but under the illumination of that golden light, they turned into words that Ye Yu could understand.

"Death Xuansen Kill..."Ye Yu muttered, this soul martial is called Death Xuansen Kill, it is a terrifying attack soul martial art.

"Death, gloom, and my rotten soul power have a little in common." The four words of Death Xuansen killed turned into a burst of broken light and injected it into Ye Yu's mind, Ye Yu felt that his head was slightly swollen, but he quickly got used to it.

The cultivation method of Death Xuansen Killing was also imprinted in Ye Yu's memory, and Ye Yu also opened the soul martial art given by his father to cultivate himself at this time.

"Nameless?" Ye Yu's expression was slightly stunned, what his father left him was a soul recipe without a name!

There are methods and points of cultivation, but they don't have a name? Or is this nameless a nameless soul recipe?

Ye Yu couldn't figure it out, but the urgency of time didn't allow him to waste it too much, and if he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it, cultivation was the most important.

Ye Yu first subdued and used the Kaixing Pill, stepped into the three-star soldier master, and then frantically accumulated soul power.

Ye Yu first started to cultivate himself, he had the realm of the three-star soldier master, but he did not have the powerful physical body and combat power of the three-star level of the soldier master.

The nameless soul technique, under the urging of Ye Yu, played its role jerky, and countless soul powers were attracted by Ye Yu like a frenzy.

These soul powers were not transformed into the nature of condensing soul soldiers, but all of them were transformed into countless soul sons, integrated into Ye Yu's body, and Ye Yu had already felt that his physical body was gradually becoming stronger.

Ye Yu has been sitting on this silent vast grassland for more than half a month, and in this half month, Ye Yu has been absorbing soul power, and his physical body has been constantly strengthening.

And I don't know when, Ye Yu's third soul soldier has also been condensed, and what is revealed on the surface is only blue, and it is a soul soldier with rotten soul power.

Ye Yu's first soul soldier is strength, the second is a sword, and the third is decay.

Maybe it's because his soul power is now biased towards decay, so his third soul soldier has unknowingly condensed into a corrupt power.

The blue rotten soul soldier is a bit like a mage, wearing a big robe, and his aura is very weird, which is a bit of a feeling that people dare not look at it all.

Time, a month has passed, Ye Yu's cultivation has broken through again, and the soldier master is four-star!

On this day, Ye Yu opened his eyes, and a random punch was thrown, all of which had great power, and could overturn a large area of green space.

"Refine!" Feeling the surging power in his body, Ye Yu's eyes couldn't help but pass a fine light, this is the feeling of refining the body, it can be said that if you are strong yourself, you will make your combat power extraordinary, not just relying on soul soldiers!

"The soul soldier is the basis of the battle map using the art of war, and without the soul soldier, it cannot be the battle map using the art of war... However, to be strong yourself, you can use soul martial arts, and the power of soul martial arts is not weaker than the art of war! ”

Ye Yu couldn't help but look at the soul soldier beside him, and suddenly, a lightning bolt flashed through his mind, and a bold guess was born, which instantly made his whole person a little difficult to calm down.

The power soul soldier, step forward, the light is shining, and then a punch is straight out!

Bang! The huge power actually blasted a large area of green land to ashes, and the smoke and dust spread for many miles, and the terrifying power made Ye Yu's eyes dull.

"Sure enough... The power of the soul soldiers has also been strengthened! Ye Yu guessed that if he was strong, the soul soldiers would also get a certain increase, but he didn't expect that the degree of this increase was a bit terrifying.

The power of this punch was much stronger than Ye Yu's punch.

"When I step into the captain level, I can catch turtles in an urn, and with such a terrifying fist, wouldn't I be able to directly bombard the enemy?" At that time, I'm afraid that even people with a higher level than Ye Yu would not want to meet a pervert like Ye Yu.

"The five heavenly sons of the imperial capital, they are all at this level, the bigger the gap in talent, the more the gap in strength will really be!" Now that he is a four-star soldier master, Ye Yu doesn't know if it is possible for him to break through to the seven-star soldier master in the remaining two months, but he wants to cultivate the Death Xuansen Killing from now on.

The learning method of Death Xuansen Killing appeared in his mind, Ye Yu's gaze slowly became solemn, Death Xuansen Killing was a kind of cold killing move, and the power was extremely terrifying.

Death Xuansen Kill, is by condensing the pitch-black death qi, and then turning into a killing seal, and then after countless times of superposition and compression, it bursts out with huge lethality, although the power of a Death Xuansen Kill is not strong, but two or three together, and even more than a dozen and hundreds of superimposed Death Xuansen Kill, but it has a terrifying power!

"The upper limit is actually five hundred stacks!" No matter how powerful the soul martial is, there is a limit after all, and although it is very strong, there is also a limit.

"Dead air... The power of decay should make it easier for my soul power to turn into death, right? Ye Yu closed his eyes and began the cultivation of Death Xuansen Killing.

Time passed, and Ye Yu's soul power cultivation became gloomy and cold, with a taste of death, as if his soul power came from the underworld, extremely cold.

Around Ye Yu, the tender green grass full of life has all withered, as if it has been corroded by something.

Boom! One day, a pitch-black phantom appeared behind Ye Yu's back, and Ye Yu's palm condensed a black magic seal, which was a six-pointed star-shaped, exuding the meaning of seclusion, as if it was engraved in Ye Yu's palm.

"One!"

Ye Yu spit out a voice lightly, and then looked at the Death Xuansen Killing Seal in his palm, he slowly condensed the second Death Xuansen Killing Seal, and then, the two Death Xuansen Killing Seals seemed to be fused, and as if they were seamlessly connected, and a double image could be faintly seen.

Time is passing, Ye Yu is still strengthening himself, in this grassland, this independent space, no one can disturb him.

And when he was cultivating to strengthen himself, in the past half a month or so, the Fengxuan Academy in the outside world was not calm.

Ten days ago, a veiled woman with an outstanding temperament joined Fengxuan Academy.