Yu Ling had no choice but to step forward, secretly using her mysterious power, and reached out her hand to a piece of jade that was completely green in color.

This kind of jade is called soul-washing jade, which is very beneficial to the cultivation of the spirit transformation realm. Not only can the cultivation speed be four to five times faster, but the soul power that is refined is much more pure and condensed than ordinary people. A piece of soul-washing jade is as big as a fingernail.

, it can be sold for a high price of three or four pieces of high-grade sacred jade.

But in front of Yu Ling, such rare spiritual objects were piled high into a hill.

Under the pressure of Nian Wanyun and the others, if Yu Ling did not want to fall out with them and live or die, she would have to be an experimental subject. However, Yu Ling was already prepared. If there was any change, she would withdraw in time.

Walk.

The moment Yu Ling's fingertips touched the soul-cleansing jade, a layer of faint light suddenly bounced out, as if an invisible restriction repelled Yu Ling's contact, preventing him from receiving the soul-cleansing jade into his spiritual ring.

But...if it's just a ban, that's okay, it's not a weird danger after all.

Yu Ling straightened up, shook her head and said, "There is a restriction and isolation above, and I don't know how to break it."

"Are you going to try something else?" Lan Yu urged.

Before Yu Ling could reply, Nian Wanyun and the other two people showed surprised expressions at the same time, staring blankly above Yu Ling.

Yu Ling looked up and saw that from the center of the huge landscape painting, a beam of white light suddenly projected down, covering his entire body without even giving him time to dodge.

After all, no matter how fast a person is, how can it be faster than the speed of light?

Yu Ling felt dizzy for a while, and the surrounding scenes gradually blurred and faded, all replaced by white light. After an unknown amount of time, this boundless light slowly converged, and the whole world had changed drastically.

He stood alone in the endless wilderness, with the red sky above his head, which seemed to be soaked in countless blood, and under his feet were endless broken limbs and broken arms, with blood flowing across them, like an ancient battlefield.

It is full of infinite murderous desolation.

The cry of killing came from very far away, and a black line gradually appeared where the sky and the earth met. If you looked carefully, you could see that they were all infantrymen in black armor, waving standard swords in their hands.

Yu Ling looked behind him and saw that there was nothing at all. Should he be allowed to face an army alone?

But it doesn't make sense. Didn't he just touch the soul-cleansing jade, so why was he sucked into such a weird world? What on earth did he have to do to get out?

Yu Ling drew out the earth-level long sword, still harboring a trace of luck in her heart, hoping that these people were not coming for him, but soon, all the luck was torn to pieces.

Because those soldiers were full of murderous intent, only Yu Ling's shadow was reflected in their eyes.

Yu Ling could only pick up the long knife and face him, because there was no place for him to hide in such a vast wilderness.

Thousands of soldiers surrounded him, their strength ranged from muscle strengthening to marrow washing, but the strongest did not exceed the peak of marrow washing.

This was an inexplicable killing, but in order to survive, Yuling had no choice.

His eyes reflected the blood color of the sky, and the long knife in his hand slashed out with profound force, cutting off a person's head in an instant.

However, the number of thousands of people was so oppressive that the fear of loneliness swept over her like a tide. Yu Ling could only abandon all unnecessary emotions and temporarily turned herself into a tireless killing machine.

In the past, there was a knight who killed one person in ten steps and left no trace behind for thousands of miles.

Now Yuling kills three people in one step, staining the wilderness with blood.

Silence, dead silence.

Except for the crisp sound of swords clashing and the sound of blood splashing, there was no unnecessary sound at all.

The number of figures surrounding Yu Ling's eyes never seemed to decrease, as if he would be trapped in an eternity of endless killing until the moment of death.

He began to be stingy and save his profound energy as much as possible. Fortunately, his physique helped a lot and he could recover a lot of profound energy every minute and every second. Yu Ling only had to grasp the balance between gains and losses.

Nearly unlimited battery life.

In his hands, strong warriors were as weak as ordinary people. Yu Ling could break a person's neck with one swing of his sword, and the person's body flew backwards, knocking down and injuring a bunch of his companions.

These soldiers are as tenacious as machines that don't know pain. As long as they have a breath left, they will continue to attack Yuling. After Yuling suffered several losses, he has a good memory and must ensure that the enemy dies completely.

Move on to the next target.

He didn't know how many people he had killed. His black clothes were already full of the stench of blood, sticky and sticking to his body, still dripping with blood, and his hair was also stuck together with blood.

The locks were scattered on the shoulders and back, and the sharp and strong earth-level long sword had long been curled. Yu Ling casually snatched the sword from the hands of these soldiers and used it. So far, he has changed more than a dozen of them.

The soldiers were still pouring in tirelessly and endlessly, as if they had an sworn hatred against him. Logically speaking, with so many people dead, they should have collapsed and dispersed if they had any human intelligence.

But no, the solemn and silent soldiers rushed in like a tide, with the same murderous intent as before.

Yu Ling's profound energy could still be recycled, but he already felt physically and mentally exhausted. He just numbly repeated mechanical movements, killing with the highest efficiency with the smallest consumption and the simplest movements.

He wandered in the wilderness like a ghost, turning a blind eye to the soldiers in the marrow-cleansing realm, and just chopped down those soft persimmons with strong muscles and bone refining levels as quickly as possible.

One hour passed, two hours passed...

Every second is as long as a century.

Yu Ling felt that the soldiers around him were getting faster and faster, and their attacks became more and more ruthless. Bloody wounds gradually appeared on his body, but he managed to avoid the vital points.

After killing him to this point, there were only dozens of marrow-washing soldiers left besieging him.

Although Yu Ling's profound energy was still flowing, his brain was blank, as if what dominated him was not his clear consciousness, but his survival instinct.

He wants to live, that's all.

So he instinctively swung his sword to kill the incoming enemy, turned his body to avoid the attack, all of this happened without thinking, as naturally as flowing clouds and flowing water.

The profound strength at the peak of Marrow Cleansing has been tempered for thousands of times, and although Yu Ling's body is covered with bruises, it seems that new vitality is gradually being born.

There is only one last enemy left.

The soldier at the peak of marrow washing rushed forward and drove the sword into Yu Ling's chest. However, the severe pain did not make Yu Ling's right hand tremble at all. He was holding a standard sword with a somewhat curled blade.

The sword cut into the opponent's neck at the same moment.

The color of blood can no longer be reflected in Yu Ling's eyes, because to him, the entire world is blood-red.

He slumped to the ground, his mind completely empty, as if he had thought about a lot and yet seemed to have thought of nothing at all.

A beam of white light falls from the sky, which is the only splendor in this red world.

Yu Ling slowly pulled out the long knife that penetrated her chest, and stared blankly as the wounds all over her body healed quickly under the nourishment of the white light. The warm feeling was really intoxicating, as if she was bathed in the warm spring sunshine, and her whole body was moving from the inside out.

Rejuvenated and indescribably comfortable.

Yu Ling felt the blood flowing and getting hot, and felt that the ancient desolate art seemed to have undergone some subtle changes due to the blood.

He suddenly realized that the ancient desolate art was born out of blood, and killing was the ultimate destination of this art.

The most direct proof is that under the water of large amounts of blood, Yu Ling's profound strength at the peak of marrow washing continues to rise, and it seems that she is not far away from the supreme blood coagulation state.

And he just broke through not long ago.

After the white light in the sky dissipated, Yu Ling's injuries had recovered as before, and even her mind had been nourished, and she no longer felt any fatigue.
Chapter completed!