Chapter 910: The strength of an eighth-level martial artist

Sneer...

The ancient gate of the Netherworld began to tremble, a whirlwind of spiritual qi emerged, and figures continued to appear.

The many elders waiting outside all swept their eyes, looking for the disciples of their own sect.

Some people were pleasantly surprised to find that in just a few days, the aura of the disciples of this sect was much stronger, and it seemed that they had gained a lot.

And some people have miserable faces, and they haven't found their own disciples, so there is only one explanation, and they died in the Netherworld Ancient Land.

But then he shook his head, maybe this is fate.

The gates of the Netherworld began to flicker, and the aura began to dissipate and become illusory.

Finally disappeared into the void, nowhere to be found.

These disciples were all talking to their elders about their harvest and the situation in the Netherworld Ancient Land.

After a moment, all the elders' eyes were on Ye Xiao's body.

not only killed the three Wu brothers with a sword.

And it occupies so many treasure rooms, it's really arrogant and domineering.

Elder Xie, who learned of the situation, laughed, this time the casualties of the disciples of the Global Palace were much smaller than before, and patted Ye Xiao's shoulder and said, "Yes, the harvest is full!"

Ye Xiao nodded, then took out ten gourd wine from the storage ring, handed it to Elder Xie and said, "Elder I know you love fine wine, this is the top wine I got in the Netherworld Ancient Land, the quantity is good, these ten gourds should be regarded as honoring you!"

"Good wine!" Elder Xie's eyes lit up, and when he opened it, the tempting aroma of wine permeated the air, and he couldn't help but take a sip and said excitedly: "Good wine, good wine!"

He immediately shook his head: "It's just too little, I'm a little reluctant to drink!"

"Elder, don't listen to Ye Xiao's nonsense, he has thousands of gourds, there are many!"

Yao Lu walked over and directly picked up Ye Xiao's old bottom.

Ye Xiao said angrily: "You are embarrassed to say me, don't you have hundreds of bottles yourself!"

"Don't talk nonsense, everyone will give me fifty gourds, or I'll go back and lock you up!"

Elder Xie was reluctant when he heard this, he didn't care what treasures Ye Xiao and Yao Lu had obtained in the Netherworld Ancient Land, but he also cared about the wine.

He's just got a bite.

And Ye Xiao and Yao Lu are also veritable drunkards.

Hearing this, they also had a pain in their flesh, glaring at each other, baring their teeth, and finally taking out fifty gourds with great unwillingness.

Elder Xie suddenly smiled and said loudly, "Let's go, go home!"

Hearing that the disciples of the Globe Palace were all preparing to leave, Ye Xiao also said goodbye to the Second Elder of the Hanging Mountain and some old friends, and invited them to the Globe Palace as guests.

As the disciples who had entered the Netherworld Ancient Land left, Ye Xiao's name was once again promoted.

Killing three four-star eighth-level martial artists with one sword, this strength is terrifying.

In the West, South, East, and three districts spread mightily.

Become the most gifted genius in the 3rd District in the last 100 years.

And with the departure of the Zhongzhou disciples, I believe that Ye Xiao's name will also spread to a certain extent, but it is not very conceivable.

But that's just a symptom.

Soon Ye Xiao's name will be suspended above the heads of those peerless geniuses in Zhongzhou.

The speed of going back was faster, Ye Xiao didn't waste a little time, sitting cross-legged and cultivating the Qinglian Sword Technique.

Strands of fierce sword momentum permeated.

In the end, it developed to the point that Ye Xiao could only ride the iron-armored vulture alone, and the others couldn't withstand the terrifying sword momentum at all.

Elder Xie drank the wine carefully, for fear of dripping a drop, and looked at Ye Xiao, full of appreciation, if he has talent, he doesn't work hard, but he is just a mirror and a bamboo basket to draw water.

But anyone who becomes a super strong person has paid for the loneliness, loneliness, blood and bones that ordinary people can't bear.

The road of the strong is a long quest, and it is a high place that is unbearable.

It is to put oneself to death and then to live, to kill oneself first and then to kill.

A day later, I returned to the Globe Palace.

The palace master Lin Tang personally greeted him, and set up a banquet, ready to celebrate and greet many disciples.

But Ye Xiao refused.

The cultivation he needed now was racing against time, preparing to set off towards Zhongzhou in ten days.

And in the past ten days, he has to complete the cultivation of the Qinglian Sword Technique, and he has to digest all the recent insights and turn them into the most authentic combat power.

It's a habit he's developed.

Back at the residence, the four girls of Chunlan and Qiulan were trembling happily, preparing bath water and meals.

But Ye Xiao rushed directly to the room to cultivate.

The four girls were stunned and not disappointed.

Time flies like a white horse, and like sand at your fingertips, you can't hold it if you want to.

Ten days passed.

Ye Xiao prepared to go out.

In the past ten days, his combat effectiveness has been improved again, and although the thirteenth move of the Qinglian Sword Technique, Qinglian Mankong, has not yet been successfully cultivated, the remaining twelve moves have been cultivated.

The power is not weak.

Once the Qinglian Spread Sky cultivation is successful, you can start refining the Sword Yuan.

In addition, the cultivation of the sword soul has not stopped, and the killing sword soul has stayed at the third order for a while, with the perception of the sword tablet and other aspects these days.

Progress has been made by leaps and bounds.

Although it has not broken through to the fourth-order sword soul, it will not be too far behind.

As for the Shocking Cloud and the Golden Sword Soul, the progress is a little slower, this is also something that can't be helped, it must be done step by step, and it can't be achieved overnight.

As long as the Killing Sword Soul breaks through, his power will also be increased.

As for whether he could break through to the second order, Ye Xiao was not sure in his heart.

In addition, there are hundreds of paintings containing artistic conception obtained in the Netherworld Ancient Land, and Ye Xiao has only seen one scroll in the past ten days.

It's a picture of a volcanic eruption.

It contains the artistic conception of fire.

Ye Xiao had already realized a little.

Again, step by step.

To sum up, Ye Xiao's current strength has reached the strength of a five-star eighth-level martial artist.

And it's the kind that doesn't have an opponent.

A slightly weaker ninth-level martial artist can make a few hard strokes.

The Destruction Sword Soul is Ye Xiao's hole card, and it will not be used easily, and the famous ring obtained in the "Mountain and River Tea Party" has never had a chance to use.

This ring is capable of storing one-third of the true element.

When you are in a bitter battle, you can definitely go wild.

I couldn't help but stretch, take a bath, gobble up a meal, and then walked outside without looking back.

The four girls of Chunlan and Qiulan looked at Ye Xiao's departing back, they were so tall, so strong, and so unattainable.

Ye Xiao's words just now echoed in their hearts: "I never regarded you as a servant, you are all good girls, you can return to your own family after I leave, there is no need to sacrifice too much, in the future, as long as I speak, I will help you, this is all I can give you!"

"I envy that Aya Qingyun so much!"

Qiulan said stupidly.

"We and the young master are people of two worlds, he can be content with us like this, we shouldn't have any more extravagance, I hope he goes well!"

Chunlan wiped a tear from the corner of her eye and said softly.

"I was forced to come to the Globe Palace by my family, and I dreamed of leaving, but now that my dream has come true, I can't be happy!"

Xia Lan muttered to herself, stunned.

"For some reason, I can feel the hesitation and entanglement in the young master's heart, helpless, he has something on his mind, hidden in the deepest part, which is distressing!"

Dong Lan whispered: "The young master is a man with a story, a man who is like a fan, but it is not something we can catch!"

(End of chapter)