Looking at the inheritance jade slips that were destroyed under the thunder, Qian Ning Xue and the two demons of the Tiger Captain didn't care about the shining electric light, and desperately collected all the jade slips they could receive.

When the thunder fell, it dissipated completely, it was just a momentary effort, and it was this momentary effort, and about half of the jade slips in the room had already been reduced to nothing in the thunder.

"Die!" Captain Tiger watched Yu Jian be destroyed like this, his two eyes were completely red with blood, and the real air on the spear swirled, attacking Luo Yin with an irresistible momentum.

Luo Yin sighed secretly when he saw that there was still about half of the jade slip left in the room that had not been affected by the thunder. I want to do it again and destroy the jade slips I need.

However, he knew that he had no chance, and before he could slash out the second sword, he had already died under the spear of Captain Tiger.

You have to flee, or you have to die.

He took a deep look at the remaining jade slip, and with deep regret, his body suddenly turned into a clear light and flew towards the roof pierced by thunder. And as he walked through the flying jade slips, he flicked his sleeves and swept away all the jade slips that could be touched around him. Then he rushed directly out of the roof that was blasted open by thunder and disappeared into the Hall of Inheritance.

At this time, in his ears, there seemed to be the roar of two demon clans, which was full of unwillingness and resentment.

After a moment, Luo Yin's figure appeared in nothingness.

He had just used the life-saving magic power he had exchanged from the sect, and Dapeng had escaped from the Inheritance Hall in an instant, a hundred miles away.

It's just that it seems to have escaped a little far, and even flown out of the broken space and into the endless void.

"It's miserable, what kind of place is this, why is there nothing!" Luo Yin looked around and found that there was nothing but nothingness around. Not only was the Inheritance Hall gone, but there was not even the slightest trace of that broken space.

What's even more disturbing is that he has completely lost his way and doesn't know where the Inheritance Hall is.

"It's over, how can I go back now!" he looked around in confusion, realizing that he was in deeper trouble.

"Let you be a hero, and now even a small life will be charged. He stretched out his hand and gave himself a slap, just a moment, which touched the injury in his chest, and his face turned white in an instant.

He hurriedly sat down in the void and began to exercise exercises to heal himself.

"I had eight broken ribs in my chest, but luckily I didn't get into my heart. The internal organs were so badly wounded that they were almost shattered by the blow, and it took a long time to heal. Luo Yin smiled bitterly and checked his injuries.

Fortunately, if that shot was a little heavier, he would have been killed directly.

He challenged the Divine Soul Cultivator twice, the first time was Xiao Zhan, Xiao Ling's father, and that time he was directly slapped and shattered the bones of his whole body, if it weren't for the treatment of Qianyoucao, there was no possibility of surviving at all.

And this second time, he was hit in the chest by Captain Tiger's spear, his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were almost shattered. However, this time the injury was much lighter, after all, his cultivation had improved a lot compared to the first time.

The Divine Soul Cultivator is really strong, and it is not at all something that a Soul Cultivation Stage Cultivator like himself can compete with.

In the void, I don't know how long it has been, and Luo Yin's injuries have finally been completely healed under the treatment of the Mixed Yuan True Qi.

"Which direction to go

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Luo Yin looked up and down, left and right, and fell into distress. In this nothingness, every direction is the same nothingness, and there is no choice at all.

He recalled the direction he had come, but he could not confirm whether it was the right path, and if he took the wrong direction, he would only go further and further in this nothingness, and he would never be able to go back.

Scratching his head, pondering for a long time, he finally chose a direction, and it seemed, maybe, should, probably, probably the direction he came from, and then began to move towards there. He wasn't sure if it was right, but there was no other choice.

The monks of the Soul Cultivation Period are not yet able to clear the valley, and they must eat to replenish their strength. Fortunately, he has always had a lot of food with him, and there are still a lot of Bigu Dan in the Sumeru ring, so he doesn't have to worry about starving to death for a few years.

It's just that he can really escape from this place of nothingness before starving to death?

He looked around, completely unconfident that he would be able to walk out alive, and his mood couldn't help but feel a little low.

It took a long time before he finally cheered up, "Although there is nothing here, the aura is also abundant, so there is no need to worry about not being able to cultivate." The most important thing is that you can still breathe here, otherwise you would have suffocated to death. ”

Thinking of this, he felt that it was not a desperate situation, at least there was hope.

He gathered his mood and began to wander between the void, looking for a way back.

Time passed little by little, and he no longer knew how far he had gone, whether he had walked for a few days or months, but there was nothing but nothingness around him.

The empty and vast void could not even hear a sound, except for his own breathing, only his own heartbeat, which was the only sound here.

The feeling of loneliness gradually swelled up, how he wished that he could have someone to be his companion, even if it was Xiao Ling's enemy who he wanted to cut with a thousand knives, it was better than dying alone in loneliness.

In such a place where it seemed that there would never be hope, his mood became more and more impatient, and despair began to spread little by little, slowly eroding his heart.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would not have to wait to starve to death, he would have gone crazy and died.

He had to do something to keep himself from going mad in fear, loneliness, and despair.

Cultivation, only by immersing himself in cultivation can he temporarily forget all this, and can he survive this crazy time. Moreover, if his cultivation is improved, he may have the strength to escape from here.

This is the only hope he has left now, and only hope can sustain him to live, no matter how slim this hope is.

In this nothingness, he couldn't feel the passage of time, but he could clearly feel that his cultivation had improved little by little.

Before leaving the mountain, he had finished cultivating the three souls of the three souls and seven spirits, and the last five spirits were left of the seven spirits. As long as the three souls and seven spirits are recuperated, you can try to combine the three souls and seven spirits, and then impact the realm of divine souls.

Compared with the Soul Cultivation Stage Cultivator, there will be a huge leap in strength between the Soul Cultivator and the Soul Cultivation Cultivator, and the main difference is in three aspects.

First, the Divine Soul Cultivator can henceforth open up valleys and make a living by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Second, when the divine soul cultivator is united, the divine mind is self-generated, and according to the different cultivation methods of each person, it can cover a radius of tens of miles or even hundreds of miles.

Thirdly, the Divine Soul Monk can use his divine thoughts to control the magic weapon to fly, travel the sky, and walk above the nine heavens.