Martial World

In the fantasy space, the reincarnation martial intent like a tide flooded towards Bi Ting Hua frantically. Because of the momentary hesitation, Bi Ting Hua's mind developed a flaw, and Lin Ming seized the opportunity and pursued it fiercely. .

"boom!"

Countless illusions poured into Bi Ting Hua's mind, and Bi Ting Hua was twisted into the whirlpool of reincarnation.

The duel between soul powers is ever-changing. It is the most dangerous. One wrong move can lead to a complete loss. Fortunately, Bi Tinghua is much stronger than Lin Ming in terms of the use of soul power. , but he used his soul force defense skills to stick to the sea of ​​​​spirits, and he could barely support it.

The two of them fought harder and harder. With the help of the Purple Flood Dragon Thunder from the Sea of ​​Spirit, Lin Ming only attacked but did not defend.

On the other hand, Bi Ting Hua was full of dangers, and Huan Zong's exercises were naturally incomparable to the martial art of reincarnation that Lin Ming had learned from the Hundred Worlds of Reincarnations at the top of the Sacred Land of Witchcraft.

That is, with the foundation he has accumulated in the Huan Zong practice for many years, he can barely support it.

The mental power was rapidly consumed, and Bi Tinghua, who was standing on the ring, was pale and bloodless.

"This kid, his soul power is so strong!"

As a disciple of the Huan Sect, Bi Tinghua had specialized in condensing her soul power, but compared to Lin Ming, she was still inferior to Lin Ming. You must know that Bi Tinghua's cultivation was almost a level higher than Lin Ming's.

"Fortunately, this guy has a single attack method and completely lacks the skills to use his soul power. Every time he attacks, he will waste a lot of money!" Bi Ting spent her mind turning sharply, resisting Lin Ming's attack, while thinking about the possibility of winning.

"I only defend and don't attack. Although this Lin Ming's soul power is strong, he doesn't know how to use his skills. Every time he attacks, a lot of soul power is wasted. In addition, I am the defender. The consumption rate is about three times as fast as mine! If this goes on, he will lose without a doubt! As long as I resist this round of onslaught of his, I will win. ."

Bitinghua thought so. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After all, he was a martial artist from the countryside. He only had brute strength, but he didn't know the skills. He was doomed to lose in his own hands!

Bi Tinghua never imagined that his thoughts matched Lin Ming's thoughts. Lin Ming has been fighting with Samsara Martial Arts since the start of the competition, just to understand Samsara Martial Arts, a strength like Bi Tinghua is close to him. Skilled use of soul power, and good endurance opponents are simply impossible to meet.

For Lin Ming,

Biting flower is an excellent sharpening stone.

The fantasy space changes again and again. From grassland to dark space, from dark space to desert, from desert to blood pool hell.

There are either ghosts flying around Bi Tinghua, or beautiful snakes, these ghosts and monsters. All of them were imagined by Bi Ting Hua to protect their spiritual sea, but under Lin Ming's attack of destroying Gu La Xiu, they were all crushed by the black vortex!

This battle lasted for one stick of incense, two sticks of incense, three sticks of incense... until half an hour, the two stood on the ring from beginning to end, motionless!

Bi Tinghua's face was already as pale as golden paper! Half an hour of high-intensity energy consumption is not something that ordinary people can endure.

"How is that possible! Is this guy really human?"

Bi Tinghua couldn't imagine that the other party was able to use three times the speed of soul power consumption to stick with him until now. If it were him, he would have done it long ago!

"Hold on for a while, and he won't be able to hold it anymore! In the end, it's me who wins!"

Lin Ming was indeed as Bi Tinghua had said, and he couldn't hold it any longer. He was always on the attacking side, and he consumed a lot!

He relied on the "Taiyi Soul Art" left by the Great Master of the God Realm. He had already mastered this soul art when he practiced the inscription technique before, although the "Taiyi Soul Art" was not a great soul art when it was placed in the Divine Realm. , but in the Tianyan Continent, it is the best of the best.

However, even so, he couldn't bear the consumption of three times the soul power of Bi Ting Hua, and his complexion was even worse than that of Bi Ting Hua!

Lin Ming will grit his teeth and insist on attacking until now, because in such a high-intensity battle, he has gained a lot of substantial benefits. The skill of using soul power is second, and the most important thing is to understand the martial intent of reincarnation. Great opportunity. It is a pity to miss an opponent with similar strength and experience like Bi Tinghua.

The two stood in the ring for half an hour in one breath, waiting until the eyes of the people around them were dazed.

The disciples of Huan Zong are not bad, after all, they are used to this kind of competition, and the result of the competition is also related to the reputation of their Huan Zong, so they will naturally watch it patiently.

As for the others, they have long been impatient, some people have already left, and some people seem to fall asleep.

"Lin Ming doesn't seem to be able to hold on anymore."

In the duel between soul power and illusion, it is difficult for outsiders to see who has the upper hand in the battle process, nor can they see what kind of tricks there are in the battle. They can only be distinguished by the external performance of the two. Now the situation of Bi Tinghua It was vaguely better than Lin Ming.

"Well, it's incredible that a warrior from the thirty-six countries can achieve this level. It's a genius to be able to force Senior Brother Bi to be like this, but that's the end of it, and we finally managed to save the face of our Huan Zong. "

While the two Huan Sect disciples were talking, Lin Ming's body visibly trembled, and although Bi Tinghua's face was as pale as paper, she was barely able to stand still.

"Going to win."

"finally!"

The Huanzong disciples present finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although the victory was difficult and he still lost a lot of face, he still won.

This competition of soul power is completely a competition of endurance and willpower.

After a few dozen more breaths, Lin Ming's soul power was really going to be exhausted. If his soul power was really exhausted, then Lin Ming would lose his ability to control his true essence, and he would definitely lose.

"It seems that this is really the end." Lin Ming felt a little pity, he wanted to hold on for a while longer, and realize something more. Now it seems that he can only end the duel of soul power and use the Chong Xuan soft silver gun to clean it up. Biting flowers.

Just when he was considering withdrawing the little remaining soul power, suddenly an incomparably pure soul energy poured out from under Lin Ming's spiritual sea, shocking him!

"Huh? This is?"

Such pure soul power suddenly poured out from the bottom of the sea of ​​​​spirits, as if it had been buried here long ago, waiting to be excavated.

"This seems to be... I remembered it!"

"This is the power of the soul I absorbed in the Hungry Ghost Pass in the Tower of the Witch God!"

Lin Ming suddenly realized in his heart. Back then, Lin Ming entered the life-and-death trial of the Witch God Tower and passed seven levels in one breath!

The first level of Hell Pass enhances the power of qi and blood of warriors, the second level of Hungry Ghost Pass enhances the power of soul, the third level of Livestock Pass enhances the power of **, the fourth level of Wunu Pass increases the power of body defense, the fifth level of mortals Guan directly improved the cultivation of a warrior. The sixth-level divine envoy Guan had no rewards, and the seventh-level Witch God Realm made Lin Ming realize the meaning of reincarnation.

On the second floor of the Hungry Ghost Pass, Lin Ming used the power of thunder to kill a large number of hungry ghosts and ghosts, as well as the King of Hundred Ghosts in the form of a beautiful woman. These dead resentful spirits were transformed into pure soul power, nourishing Lin Ming's soul.

Because of too much soul power, Lin Ming's cultivation was limited. He only absorbed a small part, and the rest was stored in his body.

The same is true for the blood energy absorbed by the Gorefiend who was killed in the Hell Pass. It was temporarily stored. Today, by chance, this soul force was awakened, and it was continuously injected into his spirit. In the sea, Lin Ming's soul grew and nourished.

Of course, the nourishment of the soul cannot be achieved overnight, it is a long process, but once it starts, it will not stop. It can be said that for a long time in the future, even if Lin Ming only eats and sleeps, his soul will not stop. Will keep getting stronger!

"What a surprise!"

Accidentally connected to the soul power buried in the sea of ​​​​spirits, Lin Ming's face flushed, and he was extremely excited. Now that Bi Tinghua "helps" him absorb it, how could he miss this opportunity, with the support of pure soul power , Lin Ming's soul attack became more and more violent.

"This...how is this possible, he still has the strength to do a new round of attacks??"

Bi Tinghua is going crazy, Lin Ming's soul power consumption rate is three times that of him, but until now, he still has the strength to launch a new round of attacks, and he is already stretched out and overwhelmed!

"Impossible! Even Huan Xiaodie isn't so perverted!"

Huan Xiaodie is the direct disciple of Huan Sect's sect master. In Seven Profound Valley, Huan Sect and Qin Sect are mainly female disciples. In terms of strength, Huan Xiaodie is much stronger than Bi Tinghua.

"He must have reached his limit, this should be a return to light!"

Bi Tinghua was sure of her guess. Just now, Lin Ming had already reached the limit, and now a new round of more violent attacks suddenly appeared. Eighty percent of it was some kind of secret technique that had side effects on the body.

Most warriors who specialize in soul power are familiar with several such secret techniques, which they use to save their lives at critical moments.

Many secret methods stimulate the potential of the soul in the form of self-hypnosis. The human soul is very fragile, and once it is injured, it is difficult to repair, so most of these secret methods have side effects.

The Seven Profound Valley Huanzong, of course, also has such a secret method. Relatively speaking, the side effects of the Huanzong's secret method are small.

"Humph! Who doesn't have the secret method, if you use it, I won't use it!"

Bi Tinghua was also red-eyed. It was originally just a competition, not a life-threatening battle. He would not use a secret technique with side effects that would outweigh the gain. However, he had talked too much before. If he lost, he would definitely become the Seven Profound Valley. the laughing stock.

Besides, there are only three places in the first echelon. For a pervert like Fang Qi, Bi Tinghua believes that he is definitely not an opponent. Jing Chanyu, he is not very sure. If he loses to Lin Ming again, then he is really in danger.

If, as the top three disciples of the Huan Sect, the first echelon could not even enter, it would be really shameful.

Thinking of this, Bi Tinghua gritted her teeth, I fought with you!

Blood sacrifice to stimulate the soul **! (To be continued)