"This feathering technique is really powerful, but for me at the moment, it is still not enough."

Wang Ling muttered in his mouth, and the words he said made people jealous.

Such a powerful secret technique is not enough, of course, for him, it is far from enough to deal with the current crisis.

He needs absolute strength and doesn't put himself in danger.

In order to have such a big grasp, he needs to fight.

Wang Ling sat on the spot, carefully comprehending Fang Cai's secret technique.

"If you remove the blessing of the origin of thunder, the power of this secret technique is not worth mentioning, well, it seems that the feather technique needs to be cultivated more diligently."

"In this heaven and earth, if you can comprehend it, I don't know if you can let the feather technique communicate the laws of heaven and earth."

He muttered to himself, was crazy, and didn't look like a normal person at all.

After speaking, he directly cultivated the Feather Transformation Technique, thinking while cultivating.

"With a sword in hand, I have it in the world." Wang Ling remembered a sentence.

The feathering technique moves at will, and countless feathers emerge and condense into a sword.

Wang Ling held the sword in his hand and stood calmly in place, a majestic momentum had faintly emanated from him.

Chop.

The feathered sword fell, and then disappeared without a sound.

Just one slash consumes the power of the feather sword.

Wang Ling didn't know if he was doing the right thing, and on the ground in front of him, an extremely thin sword mark fell into his sight.

This sword mark is only half a millimeter wide incision, and if you don't look closely, you won't find it at all.

Although the wound was very thin, when his consciousness was swept away, his face showed a look of satisfaction.

Although the sword marks are thin, the bottom is several meters deep, and the incisions are smooth from top to bottom.

Although it was a sword that he sensed casually, Wang Ling was very satisfied, thinking about the feeling of cutting it out just now, and planned to practice it well.

Ruori smiled and groaned as she came from afar.

Just now, she was also surprised that Wang Ling could exude such an imposing momentum, but when she saw the scars caused by the fall of the sword blade, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and still kept smiling.

"Is that you?"

"See you again."

For this little girl, Wang Ling can't say that he has a good impression of it, nor does he say that he hates it.

Everyone is a passerby, this is in a public place, look down and don't look up, and it's normal to say hello.

"yes, meet again." He couldn't help but squint his eyes and said.

"Senior Brother Wang's secret technique is incomparably powerful, which makes my little sister very envious, but I don't know if I can ask you for a lesson or two." Liuori smiled and spoke.

"When it comes to advice, if there is any problem, I will try my best to help." Wang Ling said.

"Isn't that okay now?"

"Yes."

Ruori immediately smiled and said a few questions.

Although these questions are not big problems, they are related to cultivation, but whether they are very unpopular, asking this kind of question, the secret technique of cultivation is probably also unpopular.

Wang Ling did not hesitate, and explained in detail according to his own point of view, his cultivation time was not short, and he still had a little experience in cultivation.

After receiving the answer, Ruori immediately bowed and thanked him, and threw out another question.

The second question is more tricky, Wang Ling thought about it, there was no answer for the time being, and tried to give an explanation, because there were too many things to think about, it took a lot of time on this answer.

After listening, Ruori thanked him with the same happy face, which was another question outlet.

Wang Ling thought she would ask casually, but he didn't expect to be so serious, so he had to deal with it patiently and take the trouble to explain to her.

After asking and answering, time passed slowly, and Liuori finally retracted his desire to continue asking, and thanked Wang Ling again and again.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, the moon was dark and the wind was high at night, and the breeze shook the earth.

Wang Ling said goodbye to Liuzhi and rushed straight to his small courtyard.

The starlight rises and falls, stretching his figure extremely long.

The road is silent, and the pin drop can be heard.

Wang Ling walked forward quietly, seemingly unaware of anything.

In the darkness, a voice appeared.

"When to do it."

"Now."

As soon as the words fell, a silver ray tore through the darkness and rushed straight towards Wang Ling.

Wang Ling's eyes narrowed, and as early as when he returned, he felt something strange around him, expecting that something was happening.

Yinmang came to the body, but it seemed to hit something, and he was coldly knocked away.

I saw Wang Ling holding a bone short sword with a cold gaze, "You were sent by the mastermind behind the scenes." ”

"It is useless to talk more, for you will die tonight." A hoarse voice spoke, with bitter hatred.

In mid-air, figures swept by, blinking and intertwining.

When, when, when.

I couldn't tell how many people were in the battle group, but there was chaos, and not far away, there were more than a dozen killers eyeing each other.

"Today, more than a dozen of us will shoot together, you can be proud even if you die, no one has ever allowed us so many people to shoot together."

In the battle group, Wang Ling's face had become solemn, because he felt that the killer in front of him had the strength to not lose to him, and together with the rest of the people, the pressure doubled.

Soon, he suffered a blow and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The number one killer is an old man, his strength has been undoubtedly revealed, the fourth-level life level is perfect, this strength, with him alone, is enough to deal with Wang Ling.

But now, in order to kill Wang Ling, in addition to this old man, there are other killers.

"Solve it as soon as possible, before alarming the disciples on duty." The old man spoke.

"Yes." The rest of the killers took the order and launched the most fierce attack against Wang Ling first.

Wang Ling had already heard the old man's words, his eyes were thoughtful, and he tried his best to resist the killer's attack.

Although the killer's offensive was fierce, these people were not as strong as him, and for a while, the battle group was deadlocked.

"A bunch of trash." The old man sneered, the folds on his face trembled, exuding a strong murderous aura.

I saw his figure tremble, and he disappeared without a trace.

Wang Ling kept paying attention to the old man, and when this scene fell, his face couldn't help but change, and he couldn't think about it, and a large number of feathers appeared on his body surface.

But before the feathers could form, there was a bang, and under the left rib, the feathers cracked layer by layer, and a silver ray stabbed at his body.

Suddenly, the feathers surged wildly, constantly resisting the front of the silver mang, until a dagger was revealed.

Holding the dagger in one hand, its owner was the old man, who looked up at Wang Ling with a look of surprise on his face.

"I didn't expect the Feng Clan's Feather Technique to be so flexible, but it ended here."

"You're only a fourth-level life level strength, I can fight with you."

"That's because you don't understand how much of an impact the level gap will have on strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man kicked him with a whip kick.

Wang Ling waved his hand to resist, only to feel a strong attack, and involuntarily retreated backwards.

"Die." Yinmang took the opportunity to come to him.

This time, Wang Ling raised the ghost blade to resist, and his body did not stop, but the speed was not slow at all.

The two weapons came into contact, and the force of the shock caused him to retreat at a faster speed.

The old man looked at Wang Ling, suddenly showed a strange smile on his face, and his feet moved, and the whole person disappeared in a flash.

"And such a secret technique."

Wang Ling understood in an instant, and at the same time reacted, and the ghost blade in his hand stabbed behind him.

Thorn -

The two weapons rubbed fierce sparks, and a sharp edge quickly approached, piercing Wang Zero's skin.

"Dangerous." Wang Ling hurriedly dodged.

But the other party was extremely fast, and it still left a wound on his arm.

"The response was good."

The old man seemed to have expected it, and looked at Wang Ling and let him stay away.

At this time, Wang Ling used his mind to break through, and seeing that the old man was not chasing, he turned around and rushed outside.

The rest of the killers were very different from his strength, and although he struggled to resist, he still rushed out of a breakthrough and quickly walked away.

"Just let you live a little longer." The old man sneered, looked at the time, and waved at the other killers, "It's almost time to withdraw." ”

"Yes." The men nodded to each other and walked away, and in the blink of an eye, the spot was empty.

In another place, Wang Ling looked back behind him, thinking that those people would chase after him, but it didn't look like he thought.

Thinking in his heart, he tried to stop and looked down at the wound on his arm, but saw that a faint black had appeared around the wound.

"Toxic."

He thought about it for a moment, and then he understood why the other party let him go so easily. At this time, Wang Ling also felt that a wave of dizziness faintly surged up in his head, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Go back to detoxify first, and then talk about the rest." He immediately made a decision and hurried towards the small courtyard.

Not far away, a pair of beautiful eyes were always watching Wang Ling's figure.

It wasn't until a long time later that Ruori lowered his gaze, his eyes seemed to be thinking, and he muttered in his mouth, "The black blood poison is a strange poison in the universe, no matter where it is placed, it is a valuable thing, just one gram can make a small planet fight for its head and blood, and only one gram can kill any cultivator, such treatment, maybe you will thank me for not using a despicable way to deal with you." ”

When he returned to the small courtyard, Wang Ling faintly felt that something was wrong with his body.

Around the wound, the poison has expanded, and small black snakes have spread out, centering on the wound, like a spider's web.

Back in the secret room, Wang Ling immediately sat down, and the power of consciousness entered his body to check and treat his injuries.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, and the last ten minutes passed, and the poison around the wound did not diminish at all, but the little snakes became a little thicker.

Wang Ling opened his eyes, looked at the wound, and searched the Internet for the symptoms of poisoning.

The world is so big that there are no surprises, and in the huge library of words, he found the result, and his brows locked deeper.

"There is no poison, it looks like my life should be like this."

He sighed, it was strange to say that when facing life and death, his mood was so calm.

All kinds of experiences have long been his character, even in the face of death, he is no longer strange.

"Well, I shouldn't sit down and wait for death, I have to fight anyway, if I really don't fight, I'm afraid I won't have a chance." Wang Ling gritted his teeth and said with a firm gaze.

As soon as the words fell, he closed his eyes again and began to muster all his strength in an effort to force the toxin out of his body.

In his body, the virus spreads like a plague, countless cells are infected, necrosis occurs, and some flesh and blood tissues have ceased life activities.

This poison is so strong and terrifying that even a cultivator's physique can't resist it.

Wang Ling controlled the cosmic energy, and as soon as he came into contact with it, he felt a deep powerlessness.

It is worthy of a peerless poison, but he does not give up and continues to work hard.

Time passed, and for a whole day, Wang Ling was in the secret room, and there was no movement.

His injured arm had turned completely black, and the small snakes emerged from his body and slowly invaded the place where his heart was.

Wang Ling's current state is very bad, and when his mind is drowsy, he is still trying to control the energy in his body, trying to force out the poison.

However, the poison spread much faster than he could force out.

On this day, he smelled death.

But even at this point, Wang Ling still did not panic, and still did what he should do quietly and orderly.

Maybe it's so calm, even he feels incredible.

To be able to face death so calmly, it was the first time he knew that he was so calm.

What happens if I die, maybe the world has nothing to do with me.

Wang Ling suddenly thought of his friend, and the memories of the scenes came to mind, and he couldn't help but pout.

Sure enough, the most unbearable thing is still those feelings, but if you get rid of it, it doesn't matter.

He stopped halfway, set his last words, and the conditions for sending them, and just waited for his heart to stop beating, and the intelligence in the communicator could send the last words to his friends.

The next day passed, the poison had already surrounded the location of the heart, and Wang Ling also felt that his body was extremely bad, and the cosmic energy was no longer even under his control at this time.

Wang Ling already understood that his life was coming to an end.

"Unexpectedly, if you don't pay attention, you are one step away from death." Wang Ling held up the last of his strength and smiled mockingly.

When he persecuted the poison, the appearance of the small courtyard seemed extremely calm.

In an inconspicuous corner, Ruori looked at the small courtyard thoughtfully.

"Dead?"

"It should be, at this time, the black blood poison should enter his heart, and when the time comes, even if the gods come, they will be powerless."

Black blood poison, poison without antidote, thinking of the price of getting this poison, there is still a trace of distress in Liuzhi's heart.

If it weren't for seeing Wang Ling's changes in the past few days, she would never have thought of using this poison.

Poison is powerful, but the cost of getting it is even greater.

"Hmph, let's die soon." Liuori secretly cursed, if Wang Ling died, he could get some rewards from his master, which could be regarded as a remedy for his losses.

In the secret room, Wang Ling felt that he was about to become a living dead, and he would have the strength to control the power of consciousness to look outside, and most of the five senses were zombies, not to mention the people who noticed the people outside the small courtyard.

The five senses are lost, the cosmic energy is out of control, the strength of the whole body has disappeared without a trace, Wang Ling no longer even has the strength to commit suicide, and the only thing he can do now is to wait for death.

"I'm dead, what about the people I care about?" The question popped into his mind.

Then he shook his head with difficulty and smiled miserably.

It doesn't exist, everything doesn't exist, she is the saint of the Snow Palace, even if I am not there, I will live safely, with the protection of the palace master, those people can't help her.

I, a mortal, humble as an inconspicuous grain of sand, without the power to defy the sky, was lucky to be able to live until now.

Death is my relief, and I don't regret it.

His consciousness lingered for a few moments, and then, like a crumbling, no longer existed.

In his last thoughts, he only wished that he would have an afterlife, or that he could be born on earth and be an ordinary mortal.

On the surface of his body, the little black snake also seemed to come to life, slowly rushing towards the heart.

Seeing that the poison was about to enter his heart, in an instant, a multicolored light flashed in his body.

The poison is surging wildly, but the power of the five colors is not vegetarian, and it launches a fierce attack.

The two forces fought against each other in the body, and Wang Ling, who was unconscious, had no idea.

The power of multicolor, the power of mystery, constantly fights, and also absorbs those poisons in the confrontation.

The poison was absorbed by it and turned into a pure force that sank into the infected flesh.

Originally, the flesh and blood were about to die, but when they encountered these energies, they immediately seemed to gain life, not only was the blood poison dispelled, but their own cells also seemed to be much stronger.

The blood poison in the flesh was only dispelled, and the black blood poison wanted to invade the flesh again, but surprisingly, the immunity of the cells seemed to have increased a lot, and the speed of the blood poison erosion was greatly reduced.

At the same time, the colorful power in Wang Ling's body was endless, and with absolute superiority, he was constantly persecuting blood poison.

Wang Ling's own flesh and blood cells are also increasing in value wildly, constantly replacing those necrotic flesh and blood.

The black blood poison went crazy, in addition to fighting against the power of the five colors, all the poison spread towards Wang Ling's body, as long as there was no colorful energy, it was its target.

It seemed that he also sensed the other party's purpose, and the power of the five colors spread rapidly.

This life-and-death battle slowly kicked off, and the various organs and tissues of the body became a battlefield for the two forces.

The black blood poison uses cells as energy to nourish the war, and the power of the five colors uses the energy in the body as the energy source to continuously dispel the poison and absorb the poison.

But seeing that on Wang Ling's body, the small black snakes spread everywhere, and even bloomed everywhere, like fireworks, and the power of colorful colors surged, almost occupying the remaining area.

The two colors are intertwined, constantly changing positions, and there is always a stalemate.

Another day passed, and Wang Ling showed no signs of waking up.

The next day passed, and Wang Ling was still in a coma, only his heart was still beating.

On the third day, on Wang Ling's face, a mask showed a shape, which was only an illusory form, but it could be seen that this mask was gradually turning into crystals.

Syllable.

The mask eventually cracked, turning into countless debris, and a golden ray submerged into Wang Lingmei's heart and flew straight to the depths of his brain.

A stream of colorful rays happened to appear, and with lightning speed, it was drawn on this golden ray.

The golden mangs shattered, turning into streams of energy that spread out in all directions.

These energies ignored the blood poison and fused with all parts of the body, even those necrotic cells and tissues, and a powerful aura immediately emanated.

At this time, a miracle happened, and those necrotic flesh and blood cells suddenly regained their vitality, and one by one they were still active under the infection of blood poison. Moreover, the matter is not over, at the moment of the resurrection of the cell, the poison in it begins to slowly disappear, and finally turns into a stream of energy.

Wang Ling opened his eyes and looked at himself incredibly, only feeling that he had slept a lot, and his spirit was surprisingly good.

"Did I have a dream?"

He summoned the power of his consciousness and looked all over his body, and the sight almost frightened him.

In his body, there was a surge of energy lurking.

"What is this?" Wang Ling looked at his body in horror and inexplicably, and the energy in front of him was like a giant dragon, rolling and roaring in the dantian, shaking the world.

The energy incarnation, and it was in his body, if it was not for the extremely high density, it would never appear.

"What the hell is going on?" Wang Ling will never forget the feeling before he died.

The scene in front of him was hazy and illusory, and after testing many means to prove that he was still alive, he had no choice but to have infinite joy in his heart, covering his purple and blue arms, and carefully checking the energy dragon in his body.

He felt the majestic energy in his body, which was not stored in his body, but brought by his power advancement.

The current strength, or the strength in the body, is enough to be equivalent to a powerhouse in the late stage of the fourth-level life level.

"I was obviously poisoned, and then I was unconscious, and I was already dead." He began to think about it.

At that time, after discussing the matter of cultivating Fang Mo with a female disciple, on the way home, he was ambushed......

"Hey, someone." Wang Ling was surprised, and the power of consciousness flew out of the courtyard in an instant, landing on a shadow.

"It's her." Wang Ling recognized the woman.

Ruori stayed outside the small courtyard to observe, wanting to see how things were developing, but in Fangcai, he suddenly felt danger.

Before she could react, a secret room in the courtyard had been pushed open, and a young man walked out.

Seeing this person, Ruori's mouth opened slightly, and his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

"My poison, doesn't it work?" Sensing the breath on Wang Ling's body, Liuzhi felt even more frightened.

"Why are you here?" Wang Ling had already walked out of the courtyard.

"No, it's fine." Liuori forced down his heart and chuckled, "There is something going on today, I want to invite the senior brother, I was going to wait." ”

When she spoke, she still looked at Wang Ling suspiciously, looking left and right, and the strangeness in her heart became more and more intense.

"What's the matter, say?" Wang Ling asked.

"Ah, actually, it's nothing, nothing important, and I suddenly don't remember it just now." Ruori smiled, turned around and fled quickly, wanting to get away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Wang Ling looked at Liuzhi's back, his face was thoughtful, and finally turned back to the courtyard.

"Uh......" Wang Ling suddenly touched his cheek, only to realize that the mask was no longer there.

In an instant, he suddenly realized again, "The power of my consciousness." ”

I saw him stretch out his hand and shake it, and a rock not far away exploded and turned into a pile of rubble.

"It's so strong." He gasped.

This change is probably caused by his mask, not only has his strength greatly improved, but even the power of consciousness seems to have undergone terrifying changes.