Chapter 43: Hurricane Refining!

Looking at Xue Ling's serious look, Murong Youyue pursed her lips, was silent for a while, and finally could only nod, Xue Ling was right, power would not come easily.

Xue Ling can have today's strength, step by step, the hardships he has gone through are self-evident.

Along the way, when they appreciated Xue Ling's powerful strength, many monks only shook in their hearts, envying his immeasurable limelight and the strong strength of his peers. However, they didn't know how much effort and sweat Xue Ling had put in behind that powerful strength.

Different from the pride of the sky of the huge family, Xue Ling can have today's strength, relying on his own efforts, without the support of a strong foundation, without the support of huge resources, and without an excellent growth environment, and even has to be hunted down and killed all the time, he may die at any time, Xue Ling is alone, alone, and the only person he can rely on is himself.

Only your own unwavering heart is the most reliable teacher.

Looking at the man with a gentle smile on his face in front of him, Murong Youyue's heart was touched, after experiencing so many bloody storms, this face still had such a warm smile, as if all the difficulties had turned into clouds.

This man is so strong that it makes people feel unusually distressed.

Murong Youyue stretched out her hand with affection, covering Xue Ling's face, and the warmth that came from Xue Ling's face was like warm sunshine, making Murong Youyue's heart extremely soft.

"Xiao Ling, be careful. ”

Murong Youyue said softly, her eyes were full of care, she couldn't change anything, then support it silently, no matter what Xue Ling decided, she would support it without regrets.

Xue Ling smiled slightly, and then the two continued to move forward, Murong Youyue was beside him, staring at Xue Ling seriously, with a caring look on his face, for fear that something would happen to Xue Ling.

And Xue Ling walked in the hurricane defenselessly, the blade-like hurricane rushed towards him, continuously, and the whirring wind whistled mercilessly, as if it was a terrible ghost crying, which made people's hearts chill.

The relentless hurricane would not stop at all, constantly sweeping over, impacting Xue Ling's body, under the impact of the bone-scraping steel knife-like hurricane, Xue Ling's body shook, and he walked a little shaky.

Murong Youyue wanted to hold him, but was persuaded to retreat by Xue Ling with a shake of his hand.

The clothes on his body, under the ravages of the hurricane, have become ragged, and blood marks are exposed from under the clothes, Rao is Xue Ling's ** arrogance, and there are blurred wounds of flesh and blood.

Blood flowed out, penetrated the clothes, and wet the clothes against Xue Ling's body, and later, Xue Ling directly turned into a bloody person, such a tragic appearance, seeing that Murong Youyue's eyes beside him were slightly red, and the crystal tears fell silently.

Her small hands covered her mouth, her tearful eyes reflected the figure moving forward step by step, from beginning to end, no matter how strong the pain was, he never snorted, at this moment, she really knew how much pain Xue Ling had endured behind her strength.

How strong is the mind, and what kind of pain is endured, can a young man who is young, who should be young and frivolous, and wantonly flamboyant, have such a rock-solid will?!!

The severe pain swept through the body one after another, Xue Ling not simply endured the hurricane, but also deliberately dragged the hurricane, guiding its fierce power to wreak havoc on the flesh and blood, so this kind of pain is not something ordinary people can imagine.

But the pain is worth it, just as Xue Ling himself thought, his flesh and blood have been tempered by the hurricane, becoming more and more tenacious, although the blurred appearance of the flesh and blood is terrible and miserable, but the result obtained is very satisfactory to Xue Ling.

Running the Xuanhuang glazed body, a glass-like light appeared on the surface of Xue Ling's body, and his bloody wounds healed quickly under the bath of this light.

In this hurricane field, where fish and dragons are mixed, it is impossible for Xue Ling to let himself really appear completely tired, even if Murong Youyue is by his side, he is not at ease. And it was precisely because Murong Youyue was by his side that he was even more uneasy, and it was impossible for him to become a powerless lamb to be slaughtered.

At the beginning, Murong Youyue of Qingfeng Academy stood in front of him, no matter what, Xue Ling would not let it appear a second time.

Protecting the people he wants to protect is also an important reason why Xue Ling desperately wants to become stronger, and even to a certain extent, for him now, the desire to protect Murong Youyue is even more important than returning to mortal earth.

After all, cherishing the present and grasping the present moment is the most important thing to guard. The wish to return to mortal dust can only be realized when it is truly powerful to a terrifying level, so until then, it is best to deal with it quietly in his heart.

In the field of hurricanes, the other monks also moved silently, but at this time, their speed was urging, and they rushed forward quite quickly.

The Yuan Force Mask that resists the attack of the hurricane consumes a lot of Yuan Power, so if you quickly pass through the Hurricane Plain to reach the end, you will consume less Yuan Power.

As a result, around Xue Ling and Murong Youyue, there were lights and shadows passing by from time to time, and those monks were all a little surprised when they saw the two of them, especially when they looked at Xue Ling, as if they were looking at an idiot.

"Is this guy looking for death?! His brain is pumped, and he dares to march defenselessly?!! and he is not afraid of being cut to pieces and becoming a puddle of flesh. ”

"What a guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, looking at that miserable appearance, he doesn't even defend himself. ”

The monks passing by were discussing, Xue Ling's actions at this time were indeed mavericks, too unpredictable, in the eyes of those monks, if he continued like this, he should not reach the end of the hurricane's origin, he should be eliminated, and he might even be in danger of his life because of the destruction of the hurricane's power.

"It's a pity, look at that woman, it's a terrible thing to follow such an idiot. ”

Two more monks passed next to Xue Ling and them, they stopped in front of them, glanced at Xue Ling and Murong Youyue, one of them lit up, stared at Murong Youyue and smiled, raised his hand and shouted: "Hey, beauty, this kid is looking for death, don't go with him, let's go, the hurricane field is extremely dangerous, I will take you to the end." ”

Murong Youyue frowned, her face was indifferent, but before she could say anything, the low and cold words beside her came out.

"Give you ten breaths of time, and disappear immediately. ”

Xue Ling stared at the two monks who were provocative in their words, their eyes filled with coldness, as sharp as an eagle falcon.

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