Chapter 62: The Path of Sorrow

Ling Yu didn't continue to chase after the "list", turned around and returned to his hut, took out the spirit stone and began to cultivate, the surrounding aura was already twice as much as yesterday.

He felt the horror of the future, and he was unwilling to let go of any minute or second, he wanted to cultivate, and cultivate with the goal of "being able to level the North Mountain", what overlord, what became an immortal, it was not what he thought in his heart.

Soon after...... Zhang Xiaoyi came, and he was obviously a little excited, because there was a weapon in his hand in the "list", which gave him a little confidence in facing Cheng Xianyuan.

found Ling Yu, Zhang Xiaoyi gave him a list, it was the "Strange Soldier List" printed in the "Strange Soldiers and Strange Treasure List", and the "Strange Treasure List" would not appear until six years, this is a historical material, and it will not be wrong.

After giving it to Ling Yu, he left in a hurry, and he also wanted to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, riding this wave, he wanted to find out everything about "becoming an immortal" and pass it on to future generations.

This was the dream not only of him, but of the entire Discoverer family.

I didn't eat dinner, Ling Yu cultivated frantically, and there were only twenty spirit stones left from Zhang Xiaoyi, and it was obvious that his strength was finally standing firmly at the second order of the Yellow Realm, and set off towards the third order of the Yellow Realm.

There was nothing to say all night, the next morning at eight o'clock in the morning, Ling Yu came to the ring, today is going to be the final, everyone also arrived early, three by two to exchange yesterday's grand occasion and experience, Ling Yu came in when he provoked a lot of people to greet and watch, obviously the strength has been recognized by everyone.

An acquaintance appeared in front of Ling Yu, his fat figure seemed to be a little more bloated than in the past, what surprised Ling Yu was his strength, the proper Yellow Realm Fourth Order, it was even faster than him, this person was Shen Wansan, Shen Fat.

Shen Wansan was full of smiles, his facial features looked a little small on that greasy fat face, and he looked inexplicably happy, and he was holding a greasy chicken leg and gnawing on it at the moment, and said, "Ling Yu, I have gambled all my net worth on you, you must win!"

Ling Yu was stunned for a moment, did he bet? It seems that he has never heard of betting.

"Oh, how much did you bet?"

"Three spirit stones. ”

Shen Wansan stretched out three fingers and said in a very solemn tone.

Ling Yu was stunned...... "You're too poor!"

"Three pieces is already a lot," Shen Wansan was indignant, and his heart ached when he thought of the ten spirit stones that were abducted and sold by Ling Yu.

"Okay, so what are my odds?" Ling Yu asked.

"If you win the fourth round, I can earn sixty spirit stones. ”

"What!" Ling Yu thought he hadn't heard clearly, this was twenty times greater!

"Of course, although you won the third round beautifully, you are still far from the real dark horses, and they naturally think that your probability of winning is low. ”

"Okay...... Take me and I'll bet on myself to win. Ling Yu was also indignant, this is simply discrimination, how can you treat yourself like this? How can you discriminate against others like this? Is this still equal for everyone? Obviously, they can't be allowed to look down on themselves like this.

Ultimately...... Ling Yu gambled on all his net worth, all of his bets on winning by himself, twenty spirit stones.

When he took out twenty spirit stones, Shen Wansan's eyes were full of little stars, that envy......

Seeing that Ling Yu was so bold, he immediately decided! Press another piece of spirit stone Ling Yu to win! Obviously, he was also out of the way......

In the fourth round, there were only sixteen people left, three from the Yunshan Sect, two from the Fire Forest Sect, one from the Painting Sect, three from the Mangwu Sect, three from the Blood Spirit Sect, and four from the Faying Sect.

In the fourth round of the draw, Ling Yu was the eleventh and his opponent was the sixth.

After the draw ended, a sign appeared on the edge of the ring with a diagram of the battle branch...... Ling Yu's opponent was a young man named Long Jinghong from the Faying Sect, and the strength of the eighth order of the Yellow Realm was not strong.

Long Jinghong also found Ling Yu, the two glanced at each other from a distance, Long Jinghong smiled brightly, and then turned around and left.

Each game has two rings at the same time, the first sixteen, one and fifteen and two.

Zhang Xiaoyi No. 16, the opponent is a disciple of the Faying Sect, he looks like he has starry eyes, and he is carrying a huge wide sword behind him, which shows that the wide robe must be a dragon-like muscle.

On the other hand, Zhang Xiaoyi's dark red dagger is so small, Ling Yu secretly thought, I'm afraid Zhang Xiaoyi's battle is not simple.

On the other side, the disciples of the Yunshan Sect versus the disciples of the Mangwu Sect, it seems that both of them have the strength of the seventh order of the Yellow Realm, and they are also worth paying attention to.

Long Jinghong came to Ling Yu's side at some point and handed him a wine jug, which Ling Yu politely accepted.

Taking a big sip, Long Jinghong said, "I have observed you, you are very strong. ”

Ling Yu also took a sip and said helplessly, "It's only the second order of the Yellow Realm, how strong can it be?"

"I don't think I'm your match. Long Jinghong paused, sighed, and said, "But I must win." ”

"Oh...... Then I wish you success. ”

"Then I'm afraid it's time for me to fight hard. Long Jinghong looked up at the sky, his eyes were flat.

"Me too!" Ling Yu said.

"I hope that when the time comes, if I die, I hope you can do something for me. ”

Ling Yu was shocked, the two of them had only met for the first time, and they had actually made a request to themselves, Ling Yu looked at Long Jinghong's eyes, which were a pair of eyes that had no impurities but were so cloudy.

"Can't you see clearly?" Ling Yu said with a slight hesitation.

"I can see a little, but I prefer not to see. ”

"Okay. Ling Yu said in his heart, what a strange person, and then said, "Let's talk about it when the battle is over, I already have a lot of tasks on me, and I have to come one by one." ”

Long Jinghong pondered for a while, stood up, and said, "Thank you, good luck, I won't release water when the time comes, I hope it won't be a lose-lose." ”

With that, he left.

Ling Yu looked at Long Jinghong's back, and suddenly felt as if Di Xia was standing in front of him, the sword he was carrying behind his back was just a very ordinary second-turn spirit weapon, but when Ling Yu noticed the sword, he felt indescribable sentimentality.

At this moment, there was a burst of bang in the ring, and Ling Yu's attention was attracted to the ring again, the strength of the disciples of the Faying Sect was the eighth order of the Yellow Realm, which was three levels higher than Zhang Xiaoyi, which meant that Zhang Xiaoyi would lose no matter the concentration of spiritual energy, flexibility, or even strength.

But where is the situation in front of him as Ling Yu imagined.

Every time the broad sword of the disciple of the Faying Sect swung down, he felt that he could cut the rock, and the momentum was strong and heavy, and he had an indomitable power.

But Guan Zhang Xiaoyi did not have the wind under his feet, dodged away, but held a dagger and faced the broadsword.

That broadsword also looked like a second-turn spirit weapon, and after a few slashes, there was a gap!

Zhang Xiaoyi smiled, although he was not confident in strength, but who let him have the "Cave Spirit Pupil"? If he couldn't find a flaw in his pure strength, but once he used his aura, then, in his eyes, he was already invincible.

Yes, the "Cave Spirit Pupil" can get a glimpse of all the flow routes of the aura, and with Zhang Xiaoyi's intelligence, unless he can suppress him, he will definitely not be his opponent.

Seeing this situation, Ling Yu's heart tightened, Zhang Xiaoyi won, and Zhang Xiaoyi's terribleness rose another notch in his heart.

Immediately, he no longer continued to watch, but immersed himself in his mind, began to think about ways to defeat him, and began to cultivate at the same time.

The aura of heaven and earth is becoming richer every moment, and at the same time, the coercion between heaven and earth is gradually increasing, and at this moment, some of the weaker earth realm powerhouses have lost the ability to fly, and they have become like the Xuan Realm Yellow Realm can only walk on the ground.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the real great era will begin, and at that time, neither the Earth Realm nor the Heaven Realm will be able to fly, unless you can reach the Doushi Realm, you can only walk honestly, or take a flying spirit beast......

......

It didn't take long for Zhang Xiaoyi to win easily, the corners of Ying Wushuang's eyes in the distant stands trembled, and the fighting spirit in his heart was rushing, he has been a genius since he was a child, and he has always been looked up to by his peers, and there are few people who can make him so excited, even if it is the white blood that defeats him......

Zhang Xiaoyi sat quietly beside Ling Yu to recover his aura.

I don't know how long it took, the spirit stone in Ling Yu's hand turned into powder and walked out of the cultivation state, Ling Yu let out a long sigh.

He had just deliberately recited the "Basic Qi Extraction Decision" quickly, wanting to be ruthless to himself, but he found that no matter what, he no longer felt the surging feeling of absorbing aura as he did at the beginning.

Ling Yu sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect this thing to be fate." ”

Zhang Xiaoyi also recovered, glanced at Ling Yu, and said, "What strength do you have now?"

"Yellow Realm Second Order. Ling Yu replied truthfully.

"But how does your aura concentration feel like the fifth order of the Yellow Realm, almost the same as me?"

"Really?" Ling Yu shook his head, also puzzled in his heart, "I don't feel this way. ”

There was silence.

Zhang Xiaoyi didn't want to ask much, after all, this is privacy.

......

"Eleven and sixth, please come to the stage. ”

The referee on the stage began to call people, and Ling Yu's eyes flashed.

Get up and walk to the ring.

Long Jinghong reached out and touched the hilt of the long sword behind his back, and slowly walked to the ring.

Standing still, the two stood facing each other, and at this moment the weather was in early winter, and the first heavy snow in the south began to fall when the two took the stage.

It means that the New Year is coming, and it is a day for thousands of homes to be lit up and relatives to be reunited.

"Let's go!"

The referee gave the order.

Ling Yu made a decision immediately, and the unicorn stick started, and the momentum rose sharply!

Long Jinghong did not hesitate, turned his hand and pulled out the long sword, the sword body groaned softly, it looked more flexible than the ordinary second-turn spirit weapon.

Ling Yu stepped on the ancient wilderness, his speed soared, and he headed towards Long Jinghong!

Long Jinghong was not in a hurry, the long sword in his hand was horizontal in front of him, holding the sword in his left hand, caressing the sword body with his right hand, and spitting out the words in his mouth, "A sword is shocking!"

Immediately after, he turned the blade of the sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ling Yu.

Leave an afterimage in place and face Ling Yu head-on!

"Ding!"

The first impact was not intense, with a gentle snap, but it was followed by a terrifying crash!

"Boom!", "Touch!", "Long!"

Ling Yu's eyes were solemn, the long sword that looked soft as water was like a short stick, where was there any flexibility, and it would not fall into the wind.

Ling Yu is not so easy to deal with, he also likes to fight hard.

"Dragon Qi!"

The dantian dragon qi turned around, followed the meridians, and poured into the unicorn stick!

This is something he has never done before, but at this moment, seeing the blue glyph on the unicorn stick so bright, his heart is relieved!

At this moment, he was finally able to determine that the unicorn rod in his hand turned out to be a four-turn spirit weapon!

The power of the unicorn stick has increased greatly.

Long Jinghong was not panicked, the long sword was handed over to his right hand, his left hand stroked the sword, and he whispered in his mouth, "A sword breaks the waterfall." ”

I saw that the long sword in his hand instantly turned as soft as silk, but this softness contained infinite killing power!

"Hundreds of steels into finger wrapping?"

Ling Yu trembled, but he was not afraid, the dragon qi exploded, and he faced the sword "Broken Waterfall" of Long Jinghong!

But...... Wumeng in the stands almost shouted out in surprise, Long Jinghong's hand reminded him of a terrible family, this family once killed many strong people in the Sanzhi area when he was young, but ...... In the end, I heard that they had been exterminated.

"Has the Demon Binding Family reappeared?" Umon asked, but then shook his head, "This guy seems to have good qualifications, but he definitely can't compare to that family, he should just be a lucky kid who has been inherited by that family." ”

Indeed, this time Wumeng is right, Long Jinghong is from a slum in the Sanzhi area, this "Demon Binding Decision" was given to him by an old man who guarded the slums, in his heart, the strength of the old man is unparalleled in the world, it can be seen that he is about to die, and Long Jinghong is one of the hundreds of children he found from the slums.

"Demon Binding Decision" was renamed "Enchantment Decision" by the old man, which seems to be more in line with it.

Now...... In the ring match, the two did not use any spells, and fought completely in close combat, going back and forth for hundreds of rounds.

The two of them were extremely fast, only to collide from time to time, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Ling Yu...... I have to win, I have a reason to win!"

During the battle, Long Jinghong yelled at Ling Yu, yes, he must win, for the sake of thousands of people in the slums to survive in the three areas!

"You get out of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu must win!"

Ling Yu also roared back, he didn't know what happened to Long Jinghong, but even if he knew, he didn't have that kind of compassion!

The momentum of the two climbed again, and the battle was upgraded to another level!

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