Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 1583 Windfall: The Body of Hell

"Then it seems that you can only go to the Tongue Pulling Hell first. The Tongue Pulling Hell belongs to the first layer of the Eighteen Yin-Yang Realms. There must be dragon inscriptions. Although it may not be high-grade, it is just a white inscription, but it is also possible. Make do with it."

Yuan Zun thought for a while.

"What are white inscriptions? Inscriptions are also graded?"

"That's natural. The inscriptions have seven levels: white, green, blue, purple, red, gold, and rainbow."

"Is there any difference?"

Ling Xiao asked again.

"There is not much difference in power, because the power of the blood soul talisman mainly depends on the martial artist's own cultivation base, soul power, and the level of the martial soul, and has little to do with the inscription.

The difference between the inscriptions lies in the consumption of energy, the range of the attack, and the storage time.

For example, a white inscription consumes more, takes longer to cultivate, and has a smaller attack range. "

Yuan Zun explained it in great detail.

"I understand, no matter what, the key is to get the inscription first, right?"

Ling Xiao smiled and said.

"Yes, the good thing is that after refining the Blood Soul Talisman, the inscription can be replaced directly without having to refine it again."

Yuan Zun said a good news.

"It seems that I have to practice here for a while longer, and I have to step into the tongue-pulling hell first."

Ling Xiao glanced at Yuenv who was guarding outside and said.

"You can do whatever you want. There are Xie Li and others outside, and everything is handled well. You, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, just obediently make a symbol and a myth."

Yue Nu smiled and said, "It's fortunate that I came after me this time, otherwise you might run for your life again?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect there to be someone as strong as Fei Yuan here."

Ling Xiao had to admit that this time it was indeed thanks to Yue Nu who arrived in time, otherwise even if he was fine, many people outside would have been killed by Fei Yuan.

After speaking, he sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

In the previous battle, many blood demon kings and blood demon generals were killed, and a lot of energy was accumulated, but it was not integrated, so the hell of tongue pulling could not be opened.

After sitting there cross-legged for less than a quarter of an hour, Ling Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.

He found that above his head, there was a strange giant door hanging.

The door was closed, and a terrifying breath was continuously released from it.

There are four big black characters "Tongue Pulling Hell" engraved on it.

Without hesitation, Ling Xiao pushed open the giant door and walked in.

In the eyes of outsiders, he has actually been sitting there without moving.

It is only his soul that really enters the tongue-pulling hell.

In a blink of an eye, half a day has passed.

Yuenu sat there looking at Ling Xiao, with anxiety on her face.

At this time, half of Ling Xiao's body actually began to alienate, as terrifying as a ghost.

This is the danger of practicing in the Yin-Yang realm.

Any warrior who stepped into the eighteenth hell must come out of it within a certain period of time.

If you can't come out, you will completely turn into a ghost and lose your will.

And if it comes out too early, it doesn't make any sense, and the cultivation will still not be successful.

Generally, one hour is the best time for this time, but the time it took for Ling Xiao to enter the Tongue Pulling Hell was really a bit long.

But what surprised Yuenu was that ordinary people would have already turned into ghosts after entering for half a day, but Ling Xiao's body had just undergone some changes.

"It seems that our little man has a lot of secrets."

Yuenv smiled, and didn't mean to pry into Ling Xiao's secret.

Her only expectation now is that Ling Xiao can come out as soon as possible. No matter how special a person's body is and how strong his soul is, if he goes in for too long, problems will also occur.

However, another half day passed.

Ninety percent of Ling Xiao's body has been completely transformed into the appearance of a fierce ghost. His whole body seems to be covered by a layer of white bone, only the small area around the eyes is still empty.

This layer of white bone looks very beautiful, as if a layer of armor wraps the warrior's body.

And the name is also nice, it was named "The Body of Hell" by the warriors in the Yin-Yang Realm.

But a nice name doesn't mean it's a good thing. The body of hell means that a warrior's soul is completely swallowed by hell and becomes a walking dead.

Yue Nu is really in a hurry.

But she had no choice.

Faced with this situation, she could only watch and pray for Ling Xiao to create a miracle by herself.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and finally, Ling Xiao's whole body was wrapped in white bone.

It looks very cool, but Yue Nu's complexion is very bad.

This meant that the little man she had always trusted had completely failed on his way to the second level of cultivation in the Yin-Yang Realm.

"Sister Yuenu, why are you so sad, I'm fine."

A voice came from the mouth of the hell body, which startled Yue Nu.

"Impossible, how could you talk to me like a body from hell?"

Yue Nu was stunned.

She is a martial artist who has lived since ancient times, and she has never seen such a thing.

"Nothing is impossible. I just entered Tongue Pulling Hell with the soul out of the shell. I just felt that this hell body can improve my combat power, so I tried to accept it completely. Now I feel that it has basically no effect on me. .”

Ling Xiao smiled, muttering something, and in an instant, the body of hell returned to Ling Xiao's original appearance.

"You guy, you really scared me to death. Next time you want to look at it like this again, you have to say hello to me. I wanted to die with you just now."

Yuenu really wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, she was helpless.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, Sister Yuenu, I was afraid that the body of hell would disappear as soon as I spoke, so I waited until it was fully formed before speaking."

Ling Xiao chuckled, he found that in the state of the body of hell, his dark power had a terrifying improvement.

He is even confident that in that state, even if he is directly facing a martial artist at the fourth level of the Yin-Yang realm, he will definitely be able to defeat him.

This can be regarded as an unexpected harvest.

It's just that the use time of the body of hell should not exceed a quarter of an hour.

This is what Ling Xiao himself felt.

After a quarter of an hour, you will gradually lose yourself, which is a very terrible thing.

Although the combat power will continue to soar, it is basically no distinction between the enemy and the enemy, and they attack indiscriminately.

As far as Ling Xiao himself is concerned, he doesn't want to lose himself unless he encounters a compelling situation.

As a person, he still hopes to fight while staying awake as much as possible.

"Have you found the dragon's inscription?"

asked the moon girl.

"I found it, and it's still a green dragon's inscription."

Ling Xiao said excitedly.

Among the [-] levels of hell, the blue inscriptions are the best in the first three levels of hell. Ling Xiao was really lucky to be able to find green ones on the first level.

The white inscription consumes twice as much energy to launch, and the attack range is only one meter square, and the accumulation time exceeds 24 hours of the mysterious world time, but the combat time can only last for half an hour.

The green inscription is much better, it can be activated by consuming [-] times the energy, the attack range has also been expanded to ten meters square, the accumulation time has been reduced to twelve hours, the battle time has not changed, and half of them still disappear.

But this is already a huge improvement.

(End of this chapter)