Looking at the cyan soul bead that rolled down to her feet, Ling Yan'er's eyes showed a look of shock, and she thought, "He's also too strong, right, he actually broke up the martial soul with one punch?" ”

However, Ling Hao didn't feel anything about it, the strength of the Green Grass Martial Soul was only about one of the Spirit Master Realm, and for him now, he was completely unsightly.

Defeated the martial soul of this realm, as soon as this realm suddenly underwent a great change, the earth gradually trembled, and the ground under Ling Hao's feet actually bulged, Ling Hao saw this and immediately jumped into the air with a step in the air, carefully observing this great change.

I saw that the bulging ground was constantly twisting, squeezing, and finally shattering, turning into a stream of pure green energy and injecting into the martial soul bead under Ling Yan'er's feet.

Gradually, the radiation range of this grassland within a radius of ten miles continued to shrink until it became only about nine miles in size.

Ling Hao descended from the sky and asked Ling Yan'er, "What's going on, why has the size of this grassland changed?" ”

Then she picked up the Martial Soul Bead under her feet, walked up to Ling Hao, handed the Martial Soul Bead to him and said, "This is because the Martial Soul is defeated by you, and one-tenth of his core strength will be absorbed by the Martial Soul Bead." ”

"I see, in this way, the grassland will disappear because of the continuous condensation of martial soul beads."

"Exactly." Ling Yan'er said yes.

After understanding all this, Ling Hao put down Zhang Rui'er, took this martial soul bead, and observed it carefully.

I saw this martial soul bead, the whole body is emerald green, like a good jade, and there is a figure in it who is constantly performing martial arts, as if teaching some kind of secret art.

Ling Yan'er suddenly said to him, "Absorb this Martial Soul Bead, and you can learn the martial arts of the Martial Soul Bead." ”

However, Ling Hao didn't do so, he put the martial soul in his hand, handed it to Ling Yan'er and said, "Don't you want the martial soul bead?" This one is for you, and we're both clear. ”

Now that Ling Hao understood the method of gaining power in the ancestral tomb, he didn't need Ling Yan'er, a femme fatale, to stay by his side, and when he approached, he didn't know if this woman would take advantage of his danger and bite him back.

Ling Yan'er looked at the Martial Soul Bead handed by Ling Hao, and didn't reach out to take it, but covered her mouth and smiled: "Hehehehe, Brother Ling Hao, do you think that such a low-level Martial Soul Bead can send me?" ”

"And what do you want?" Ling Hao asked.

"Hehe, I don't want to do anything, the martial soul bead I want has to be ten times stronger than this one."

Ten times stronger than this martial soul bead, that doesn't mean that the realm that breeds this kind of martial soul bead is full of hundreds of miles!

Hearing Ling Yan'er say this, Ling Hao couldn't help but squint his eyes, looked at Ling Yan'er carefully, and said, "What a greedy woman. ”

"Hehe, you are such a big tree on the list, I have to get something at a good price before I can stop. Why, you're not going to regret it. Ling Yan'er looked at him timidly, showing a pitiful look and said, "It's not impossible for you to regret it, your cultivation is so high, bullying me a weak woman, what can I do?" It's not like it's over with humiliation! ”

"Hmph, my husband has made a promise, and I will naturally do it for you." Ling Hao said with a calm face.

Then he walked towards the end of the grassland, where there was an undulating mountain range, a radius of a hundred miles, and the falling martial soul beads should not be far behind.

Behind him, the corners of Ling Yan'er's mouth showed a coquettish smile, which inevitably meant that the treacherous plan had succeeded.

When Ling Yan'er was complacent, she found that Ling Hao had already walked three or four miles in an instant, and she hurriedly shouted, "Hey, you wait for me!" ”

………………

When Ling Hao was looking for the second Martial Soul Bead, there was a person who was already holding seven or eight Martial Soul Beads in his hand.

This person was Ling Hai, and at this time he was in the middle of a snowfield mountain range, which was very wide, hundreds of miles wide.

At this time, Ling Hai was walking in the snow on foot, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyebrows were tightly locked, staring at the martial soul beads of different sizes in his hands, pondering something.

Suddenly, a hundred meters in front of him, the wind was raging, and the blizzard was like a waterfall, the two were wrapped together, constantly gathering, and in the blink of an eye, a ten-zhang snowman composed of white snow appeared in front of Ling Hai.

As soon as the ten-zhang snowman appeared, it suddenly covered the sky and the sun, and the sky in front of Ling Hai's eyes suddenly darkened.

"Roar!"

As soon as the snowman appeared, he let out a roar of rage at Ling Hai, and swung a fist the size of a house towards Ling Hai.

Ling Hai didn't seem to have a sense of crisis at all, and let the tenzhang snowman punch him.

A fist the size of a house, carrying tens of thousands of catties of huge force, was in the middle of Linghai impartially.

Boom, the snowfield mountain range let out a loud noise, and the violent energy burst out in an instant, and the snowfield raised a storm, and the mountain range trembled.

"Roar~~"

The ten-zhang snowman raised his head to the sky and roared, as if he was happy to have eliminated Ling Hai, but in the next second, a figure suddenly appeared in the field of vision of the ten-zhang snowman.

He appeared at the location where the snowman had just bombarded, still thinking about something, and the most strange thing was that there was no dust on his body, as if what had just happened at all.

"Roar~~~" Shizhang Snowman was furious, as if he had not eliminated Ling Hai, which was a very humiliating thing.

He clasped up his hands and threw continuous punches towards Ling Hai.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

On the snowy mountains, like bursts of thunder, landslides, and ground cracks, are staged in the snowy mountains.

But the weirdness was that Ling Hai was right in front of him, but the ten-zhang snowman couldn't beat him. Ling Hai is like a creature in a mirror, you see him, but you can't hit him.

Finally, Ling Hai stopped thinking and looked up at the Shizhang Snowman, one glance, just one glance, Ling Hai's eyes suddenly burst out with silver light, and his eyes also faded black into pure white pupils, and the Shizhang Snowman stopped moving instantly the moment he was hit by the silver light.

His house-sized fist, stopped in the air, motionless, as if he had been immobilized.

Immediately after that, the silver light in Ling Hai's eyes flowed, and the ten-zhang snowman suddenly trembled. It's like flowing water encountering high-frequency sound waves.

"Immortal Technique: Primordial Burst!"

"Bang!" The ten-zhang snowman directly turned into snowflakes that couldn't be finer and burst open. The seemingly powerful Shizhang snowman was killed by him in one blow.

A white martial soul bead fell in front of Ling Hai, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, the martial soul bead appeared in Ling Hai's hand.

After taking a closer look, he was suddenly extremely angry, crushed the martial soul bead in his hand, and scattered the fragments on the ground at will, saying: "There is all this garbage all the way, what is the use of these low-level world martial arts I want?" ”

The children of the Ling family, the coveted martial soul beads, are actually not worth mentioning in Ling Hai's eyes, what is going on? What does he mean by the lower world?

We have no way of knowing, but Ling Hai then muttered, "Why can't I find it, is the information I calculated wrong?" In the tomb of the Ling family, there was no trace left by that person at all.

No way, I can't make a mistake in my calculations, just a slight deviation in between. But what exactly is this deviation? ”