Approaching the darkness, Ling Qingyun jumped up and plunged in.

Floating in the gray space, he felt a faint sense of barrier, although it was far less than the resistance of Tianhe, but it also affected the flight as he wanted, if the ordinary area was regarded as the void of the spiritual space, and the Tianhe was regarded as a river, then this was a normal air environment.

Although the normal air would never be so cold, there was a ghostly howl with gusts of wind.

"It can be called the Netherworld Ghost Domain!" Ling Qingyun looked around and sighed, this dark space was gloomy, similar to the black cloud but completely different, the black cloud brought a pressure, like a dragon dormant in the body, but this black mist released terror, which was terrifying and terrifying.

The deeper he went, the deeper the cold feeling became, and the ghost cry was clearly audible, and suddenly a yin wind came from behind him, Ling Qingyun turned around suddenly, and his palm made a sword to slash out a golden sword.

The cry of "......" was like a wolf's howl, and the gray-black soul body shaped like a tadpole was cut in two by the sword and surging out a large black mist at the fracture, but the next change made Ling Qingyun's pupils shrink: the gray-black soul body that had been split in half regrouped, although it shrunk in a circle compared to the original, but the spirit was vigorous, and the cry was angry and resentful.

"It's really hard to deal with!" Ling Qingyun felt a headache when he saw the soul body howling and pounced again, many rules in the spiritual world and the material world are not compatible, but the sword intent is the same, and the spiritual sword light urged by the spirit body can be said to be his strongest means here, but it can't eliminate a small black soul?

Continuously slashed out the sword light, splitting the soul body into two, four, and six sections...... It took more than ten swords to split out this evil black soul screaming and completely collapsed, Ling Qingyun couldn't help but touch his forehead - as a spiritual body, of course, there was no sweat to spill.

"One is so troublesome......" He looked at the figures that appeared in the black mist, two, three, or four or five, or even a dozen, this group of yin spirits let out an ugly crow-like cry to call for their companions, and killed the incomparably conspicuous foreign spirit bodies in the black fog in groups, Ling Qingyun fought and retreated, and one after another sword lights split the yin spirits one after another, he found that he could not cast the Yanbo Sword Technique here, but the Yanbo Sword Intent, When the Golden Cracking Sword Intent could be unleashed, it released a layer of sword mist barrier, hindering the Yin Soul's progress while picking out the Soul Shadow that was about to condense again, so that more than a dozen Yin Souls were slashed unharmed.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Ling Qingyun let out a soft sigh, and found that an object like a feather floated out of the black mist that the Yin Soul had dispersed, shining whitely, he didn't feel the threat from the feather, and as soon as he stretched out his hand to pull it, he saw the feather fall on the palm of his hand, and the snow melted.

"Spiritual power has increased by one point?" Ling Qingyun was awe-inspiring, could this be the legendary Soul Devouring Method? He was quite devouring this method, but thinking that this was a trial space, and the opponent was a Yin Soul full of malice, there seemed to be no reason to refuse.

"Is it any wonder that they all covet me and want to devour my spiritual power?" After obtaining the light feather, Ling Qingyun became more and more vigilant against the Yin Spirit, and fought and retreated, keeping a distance from these Yin Spirits who didn't know what means, seeing their companions fall one after another under the sword light, the Yin Souls were annoyed, and let out a piercing scream in unison, and after a while, the black mist rolled over, directly drilling out dozens of Yin Spirits!

"Not good!" Ling Qingyun immediately retreated, this number of opponents was more than he could handle! However, the Yin Spirits were in hot pursuit, some wolves howled, some let out crow calls, and some cursed vaguely in human language, as if they were of different races in their lifetimes, but their strength was extremely similar, howling and quickly approaching.

"Whew!" The first yin spirit passed through the network composed of golden sword light, and roared excitedly in front of Ling Qingyun, and the tadpole-like head quickly split into a mouth that was even more exaggerated than that of a python toad and rushed towards Ling Qingyun, but it was pointed out by Ling Qingyun, and it was instantly pierced and fell apart by the sword light, this is not an ordinary sword light, but a meteor sword intent!

"Roar!" "Quack!" "Eat!" Although the first Yin Soul died, all the Yin Souls were not shaken in the slightest, and soon the second and third Yin Spirits approached Ling Qingyun's side, some were cut in two by the Golden Split Sword Intent, some were disintegrated and penetrated by the Meteor Sword Intent, and some of them were grouped together but exploded together in the Storm Sword Intent, and some were frozen in place after being struck by the Gloomy Sword Intent, and then dissolved and annihilated by themselves......

Ants bite the elephant to death, and the yin soul will eventually reach the end, taking advantage of Ling Qingyun's unpreparedness to bite his back, Ling Qingyun, who felt a pain in his back, tore the yin soul with a backhand sword, but with his spiritual body, he easily saw that his back was bitten into a depression the size of a sea bowl, without flesh and blood, and healed quickly, but he was even weaker, and his spiritual body seemed to be illusory.

"Oops!" Ling Qingyun felt that his spiritual power was gone, even if he killed the Yin Soul, he couldn't take it back, and he didn't have the ability to repair it, this was a battle that couldn't be recovered!

"Get out!" An angry reprimand to the people around him who wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob, the sound of wind and thunder sounded, and the sword light mixed with thunder light exploded in all directions, killing all the Yin Soul Pieces of armor, Ling Qingyun rushed to the edge of the black mist, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

"It seems that this trick is a perfect match for dealing with the Yin Spirit!" he muttered to himself, the previous Lei Guang Sword was his gradual comprehension when he was cultivating the Thunder Fighting Method, absorbing the Thunder Brilliant Tyranny from the Haoran Wind Thunder Jue and the Heavenly Thunder, and integrating the essence of Haoyang Gong into a domineering sword to make up for his own shortcomings in this regard, of course, he is still in the embryonic state of sword intent, and it has an excellent effect on dealing with the Yin Spirit, after all, the Heavenly Thunder naturally restrains ghosts.

Looking back, the yin spirit seemed to be frightened by the thunder, and actually cowered and didn't dare to approach, which gave Ling Qingyun a chance to breathe, but it didn't take long for the unprovoked angry yin spirit to roar again, this time there was a new member, a skull that looked like a black cloth, more fierce than ordinary yin spirits, and could still speak.

"Ignorant living, this is the Nine Shadows Abyss, and any intruder will only be dead!" The skull the size of a millstone roared, and the miserable green flames swayed in its eyes: "You are not qualified to alarm the ghost general, so you should obediently become the food of our waiting!"

"Sixth brother, don't eat alone, leave me a little! I haven't eaten the soul of the living for a long time!" The strange scream came from far and near, and the other skulls came, and they were not destroyed by the golden cracking sword intent, and continued to let out a strange laugh.

"And this kind of monster?" Ling Qingyun's expression was solemn, and the Smoke Wave Sword Intent, the Storm Sword Intent, and even the unskilled Thunder Sword Intent were unleashed one after another, causing one Yin Soul to be wiped out one after another, and several skeletons were also crumbling but never destroyed, roaring and pounced and bit down fiercely.

The spirit was torn apart, and the pain and weakness of the soul being devoured made the soul tremble, and he stabbed out a sword with a violent shout, and a skull exploded in the golden light in the sky, but the other skulls tore off the soul even more angrily, if there was a blood rain in the black mist, the sword light swung by the soul was intertwined with the ghost fire, and the severe pain and ascension could be felt.

Every swing of the sword was a collection of spiritual power, an improvement of spiritual control, and every time he was bitten, Ling Qingyun became more and more aware of the total amount and decay of his soul power, and he did not consciously learn to resist, even though it meant a bloody price.

"Outsider! Kill!" a slightly more intelligent Yin Soul slammed into its body and desperately tore off a piece of "flesh and blood", although it was destroyed by a thunderbolt the next moment, it was laughing wildly before it died, as if it had feasted on a gluttonous feast.

"You can't escape, I said, there is only one way to die here!" A gloomy voice sounded from the skull on the side, as the battle continued, the black cloth it wore had long disappeared without a trace, and the cracked skull was even larger, clearly growing in the process of constantly devouring souls, and the skull was greeted by a lunar-shaped sword that fell on the surface of the skull and exploded, and the sparks were gorgeous.

"It's useless, you're already dying!" The skull laughed, the black fog around him spread, and the miserable green ghost fire burst out in his eyes to ignite Ling Qingyun's soul body, and then he bit it down, tearing off a large piece of "flesh and blood" in the trembling of the spirit body, the arrogant posture of the skull Ling Qingyun made a secret hate, but he knew that what his opponent said was true, as his mental power continued to weaken, it could be said that he was dying of no possibility of turning defeat into victory.

"The spirit is weak, but it is more solid. He laughed at himself, a weak but more refined spiritual sword light pierced into the skull's eye socket, and the entire ghost fire collapsed and made it howl, it could never have imagined that the other party still had the ability to fight back in a desperate situation, this ghost fire was its soul core, once it collapsed, it would be impossible to escape!

"Roar! I won't let you go...... You can't leave alive!" The ghost fire was extinguished, and the skull also collapsed, there seemed to be ashes fluttering in the black mist, and at the same time, there was a small flame as green as grass buds, Ling Qingyun sucked it into his body, only to feel that his whole body was cool, and the burning pain caused by the ghost fire burning was reduced a lot.

It's a pity that this bit of recovery for the crumbling soul is a drop in the bucket, Ling Qingyun looked at the yin ghosts, skulls, and even the mysterious giant shadows that appeared in the black mist in the distance, and smiled helplessly.

Disillusioned, plunged into complete darkness.

"After studying the spiritual swordsmanship, the sword intent seems to have improved a lot, and the spiritual control has also improved. After coming back to his senses, the first thing Ling Qingyun thought about was the realization of the previous battle, using the spiritual body to exercise and fight, but I am afraid that the experience that even the Tianxing powerhouse does not have is really precious, and after recovering the body, it is inevitable that he will think about it.

"God's trial is over. Sure enough, Ling Qingyun heard the emotionless voice again, and strangely there was no follow-up.

"There are no new trials, the trials are over?" Ling Qingyun muttered, "But that should leave the trial space, right?"

"So, the trial is still going on, but it's just no longer prompted?" Ling Qingyun looked around, this place was very familiar, it was still the southwest mountains, of course, the specific location did not correspond to every place in his memory, and then he looked at himself, the physical body was there, and he retained the strengthening results of the trial of the primordial dew and body, and the same was true for the spirit.

"The trial of battle, the trial of the body, the trial of the gods...... What's next?" Ling Qingyun couldn't help muttering, "It's just that there's a sword missing." ”

"Bang dang!"

Following the sound, a sheathed sword lay quietly at his feet, Ling Qingyun was stunned, picked it up, drew the sword, and suddenly saw a cold light......