Fang Ling swung his sword like a machine and had not rested for ten years.
But after killing the person in front of him, the creatures surrounding him suddenly disappeared!
Opposite, the cold and stern young man walked slowly.
"Congratulations, you passed the test left by the master." The cold and sharp young man said.
"Not only did he not die in the endless killing, but he also kept his will clear."
The bloody sword in Fang Ling's hand dissipated, and he let out a breath of relief.
"How long has it been?" he asked.
The cold young man replied: "A whole ten years."
"Is it only ten years? I thought it had been hundreds or thousands of years." Fang Ling murmured.
"You are killing every moment, so you naturally feel that time passes very slowly." The cold and sharp young man said.
"This is the inheritance of the master. I hope you will not disgrace the master's reputation in the future!"
"The master was also a famous being in ancient times, and was known as the Immortal King of Heaven."
Fang Ling raised his hand and touched the light spot in front of him with his fingers.
The inheritance of the Heavenly Killing Immortal King poured into his mind. This inheritance was very simple, with only one magical skill.
Its name is - The God of Killing Seal!
This magical skill is very special, it can actually manifest the power of killing.
Every time you kill a creature, you can add a killing power.
The stronger the creature you kill, the higher the superimposed killing power will be.
And there is no upper limit to the stacking of Killing Power!
The killing power is not used directly for attack, but is a auxiliary energy.
It can act on all magical powers, as well as magic weapons and spiritual treasures, to enhance their power.
Now he finally understood why the final test was ten years of killing.
Those who practice the Killing Seal are destined to step on mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
If your character is slightly inferior, you will easily become obsessed with it, be controlled by murderous intent, and become a monster who only knows how to kill.
"This technique fits me perfectly, and my ten years of suffering have not been in vain!" Fang Ling was excited.
The cold and stern young man on the side suddenly said: "Before leaving, the master hurriedly created this Dengxian Valley and left a legacy."
"Although it was left in a hurry, the Death God Seal can definitely be ranked in the top ten among the magical powers from ancient times."
"After you practice it, you will know how powerful it is."
"Since you have received the master's inheritance, if there is an opportunity in the future, please collect the body for the master."
"Back then, he set foot on that road with Immortal King Ji An, Immortal King Luo Tian, etc., but never came back..."
Hearing this, Fang Ling frowned: "Immortal King Silent Dark...where have they gone?"
The Immortal King of Silence mentioned by the cold and sharp young man was the ancient Immortal King who left behind hundreds of tribes' hunting grounds.
"They went to the dark place to find the last hope." The cold and sharp young man replied.
"You are still too weak now and are far from reaching this level, so there is no need to think too much."
"This place is about to collapse, please leave quickly."
"You have been killing here for ten years, and the last remaining energy in the valley is almost exhausted."
Fang Ling: "Then can I take my friend with me now?"
The cold young man nodded: "Of course!"
"I will send you to her now, and you can take her back the way you came."
He waved his hand and Fang Ling was sent away.
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When Fang Ling came back to his senses, what he saw was a big butt.
Yiyi lay on her side on an exquisite Hanyue bed, sleeping soundly.
After ten years, she has been completely ruined. She either eats or sleeps here.
Fortunately, she has a lot of things in her storage room, and her life has not been too bad in the past ten years.
With a snap, Fang Ling patted her buttocks: "Get up!"
Yiyi, who was dreaming, jumped up like a frightened rabbit.
She was about to get angry, but when she saw that Fang Ling was as dirty as a ghost, she couldn't help but feel a little scared: "Who are you?"
For ten years, Fang Ling didn't even have time to stop to pee, and she was completely unkempt.
He looked sloppier than a savage, and he smelled bad. No wonder Yiyi couldn't recognize him.
"It's me." Fang Ling lifted the hair from his forehead and revealed his face.
"Fang Ling?" Yiyi opened her mouth slightly, frightened.
"Why are you like this?"
Fang Ling: "It's a long story."
"Let's go! This place is about to collapse."
"We can leave now, just go back the way we came."
Hearing this, Yiyi murmured: "Is it possible that you have obtained the inheritance of the Immortal King?"
Fang Ling shook his head: "No."
"Hmph! Do you think I'm so stupid?" Yiyi folded her hands on her chest and hummed softly.
"Don't worry, I'm not a loudmouth. I won't talk nonsense outside."
"I can finally leave this hellish place, after ten years, ten years!"
"My father, the king, and my queen mother don't know how worried they should be..."
The two returned the same way and left Dengxian Valley in one breath.
Passing by the stone tablet with the three characters "Dengxian Valley" engraved on it again, Fang Ling couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
Another ten years passed in a flash, and he felt that time seemed to be passing faster and faster.
"You go back to your Xuanyou Kingdom! I won't send you away." Fang Ling said at Taniguchi.
Yiyi glanced at him and whispered: "There is a stream near here, and there is a pool upstream of the stream."
"Why don't you go over and wash yourself first? I'll trim your hair for you."
"If you were to run outside and be met by people like this, you would be frightened to death."
Fang Ling nodded and followed her to the nearby stream and washed herself in the pool.
After freshening up, he finally felt refreshed.
But because he had been killing non-stop there for ten years, his body had long been soaked with the smell of blood, and no matter how much water washed away, it could not be washed away.
"Are you okay?" Yiyi asked from behind the grass.
She was holding a pair of small scissors in her hand, looking eager to try.
Fang Ling: "Okay."
Upon hearing this, Yiyi walked over and started to trim his hair and beard.
Because she was so close, she could smell the strong smell of blood on Fang Ling's body.
"Thank you for saving me again." She said with a rare serious tone.
He didn't have such a strong smell of blood in the past. She could imagine what Fang Ling had experienced in the past ten years and how much he had suffered.
Fang Ling said calmly: "Being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty."
When Yiyi heard this, she rolled her eyes at him on the spot.
The emotions she had finally brewed were suddenly destroyed by him.
"Bouxing, although you are the one who came to save me from my parents, am I not considered your friend?" She hummed softly.
As she spoke, a ball of stockings suddenly appeared in her hand, and then she launched an attack, trying to cover Fang Ling's face.
However, Fang Ling's reaction speed could not be compared to hers. He immediately stopped her and clamped her wrist tightly with his big hands.
"Let go, you're hurting me!" Yiyi struggled.
"As for that? I just wanted to make a joke with you."
"I've never worn these socks, really! If you don't believe me, just smell them."
Fang Ling snorted: "This is not funny!"
"Immobilizing spell!" He cast the immobilizing spell he learned in the Witch Temple to immobilize her.
Yiyi realized that she couldn't move and felt panicked.
"What does this guy want to do? He doesn't want to..." She was extremely scared.
But for some reason, I felt a little excited inside.
As a princess of the Spirit Tribe, she has been loved by thousands of people throughout her life, and has never been bullied.
But it was precisely because of this that she felt a strange feeling in her heart at this moment.