Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Eighth Imperial Palace Imperial Army
"There are a total of thirty-two people who have withdrawn, which is great, and there are still sixty-seven people left."
Lin Hai glanced at the people who had withdrawn, then looked down at the remaining people and said solemnly: "Since you have chosen to train, I hope you can calm down and train seriously."
"Although it is cruel, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation path."
There are sixty-seven people, so Luo Youran will not participate.
But with her strength, there is no need to participate.
When it comes to Luo Youran not coming, Chen Ling is undoubtedly the most relaxed person.
However, the bloodline map Luo Youran gave him made him very confused about Luo Youran's feelings.
This little witch is completely confusing.
"lets go."
As Lin Hai fell down, everyone boarded the wooden boat one after another.
The three wooden boats were launched, and with a burst of vibration, they flew into the sky and disappeared into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
The wooden boat shuttled through the air thousands of feet high, at a speed comparable to the speed of a warrior with Perfect Earth Pills. The strong wind roared in his ears, and his face hurt from the wind. Many warriors put on their true energy defenses one after another.
"Chen Ling, have you practiced the Pulse Binding Lock?"
Qiu Jie looked away from his surroundings with boredom, looked at Chen Ling and asked.
Mentioning the pulse binding lock, Chen Ling smiled bitterly and said, "The pulse binding lock is not that easy. In the past three days, I have only been able to condense the bloodline mark."
"If you want to practice successfully, I'm afraid it will take several months."
"Hey, who asked you to ask for this martial skill? This martial skill is the most difficult to practice among the earth-level martial arts." Qiu Jie smiled happily.
"However, you can condense the blood mark in three days, which is already very fast."
This speed is already considered top-notch among practitioners of this martial art.
"After all, it's an earth-level martial skill, so you can't throw it away." Chen Ling spread his hands and said with a smile.
"I look forward to the day when you succeed in practicing." Qiu Jie gave a thumbs up.
He admired people with perseverance, regardless of their origins.
"By the way, tell me more about the Forbidden Army of the Prince's Palace so that I can mentally prepare myself." Although Chen Ling was looking forward to the upcoming brutal training, he was also a little uneasy.
Speaking of the Forbidden Army, Qiu Jie's face changed slightly, and then he said quietly: "To those people, I can only say that they are beasts."
"There are several Forbidden Forces in total, and the one training us this time is the most brutal one."
Qiu Jie took a deep breath, a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
Clearly catching the change in Qiu Jie's eyes, Chen Ling's curiosity was suddenly aroused.
"continue."
"Although there are only ten people, the weakest among them are all half-step Tiandan. The captain and deputy captain are the real strong ones in the Tiandan realm."
"Heavenly Dan Realm is here to train us?"
Chen Ling opened his mouth wide, and a look of horror flashed across his face.
"That's right." Qiu Jie nodded bitterly and said, "This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that this captain has a special hobby."
"What's your hobby?" Looking at Qiu Jie's constipated expression, Chen Ling had a vague premonition.
"Eat meat."
"Eating meat? What kind of hobby is this?" Chen Ling asked speechlessly.
Qiu Jie gritted his teeth and said: "Raw meat, bloody raw meat, although the meat of some monster beasts is indeed good for warriors. However, eating the bloody raw meat without any treatment at all..."
"Everyone in this guy's team was forced to eat raw meat. When I think about having to eat that bloody raw meat every day for two months, I feel a shadow."
"Bloody raw meat..."
Chen Ling couldn't help but shudder.
What kind of quirk is this?
Although warriors are not very picky about food, and some monster meat is indeed of great benefit to a warrior's training, raw meat that is not processed and still contains blood is definitely heavy in taste.
Two months, eating every day...
Chen Ling shuddered even thinking about it.
As soon as he raised his head, he was greeted by Qiu Jie's darkened face. Chen Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Is there any way we can refuse?"
Qiu Jie rolled his eyes and said, "Unless you can beat him in the Heavenly Dan realm."
"Resign yourself to your fate." With a long sigh, Chen Ling closed his eyes.
The wind howled strongly in my ears, and the canoe was rushing toward the Demon Spirit Valley at a terrifying speed.
When Chen Ling closed his eyes and fell asleep, a pair of sinister eyes in the crowd stared at him.
"Chen Ling, Demon Spirit Valley is your cemetery. Only the dead can keep secrets."
Han Zifeng stared at Chen Ling for a long time, and then the evil in his eyes slowly faded away, and then he lowered his head calmly.
Chen Ling opened his eyes silently and glanced at Han Zifeng imperceptibly.
"That feeling just now... Demon Spirit Valley, you have to be careful with Han Zifeng in the past two months."
Chen Ling frowned slightly. With Han Jiangmu's secret, there was no guarantee that the Han family would really attack him secretly.
This training in Demon Spirit Valley is obviously an excellent opportunity.
In short, be cautious.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Ling closed his eyes again.
Two hours later, the speed of the canoe suddenly weakened.
Everyone woke up from their slumber and glanced around.
"Reached?"
"Demon Spirit Valley, below is the Demon Spirit Valley."
"Hiss, what a gloomy atmosphere, the Demon Spirit Valley is actually shrouded in mist."
"That mist is the unique magic mist of Demon Spirit Valley, and it can even corrode the true energy."
Demon Spirit Valley caused commotion among the crowd.
Chen Ling glanced around and saw an endless black area below. The top was full of black mist. Even though he was thousands of feet in the sky, he could feel a sinister and bone-eroding aura.
The long and narrow black valley, when viewed from a high altitude, looks like a prone black dragon, terrifying and terrifying.
"We've arrived at the Demon Spirit Valley. We all put on our zhenqi protection."
At this time, Lin Hai's voice sounded in everyone's ears.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they all put up their true energy defenses. In an instant, the three wooden boats bloomed with colorful bright lights.
boom!
The three wooden boats suddenly sank.
Chen Ling only felt his body sway, and quickly stabilized his body, staring closely below.
The wooden boat fell rapidly, the wind roared, and the black canyon bloomed and expanded in the pupils like a dragon's impact.
Boom!
Everyone felt a flash of black fill their eyes, and the wooden boat landed with a crash.
A surging wave of sinister air rushed towards him.
"What a spooky smell."
The breath that blows in the face is like a cold wind that goes straight into everyone's hearts.
Everyone was standing at the entrance of a huge canyon jungle. Black mist was flying in the air like an illusory ghost, shrouding the large jungle.
Standing at the entrance is like standing in front of the gate of hell.
"There is a tent over there."
Someone with sharp eyes suddenly exclaimed.
"tent."
Chen Ling glanced around in surprise, and sure enough, there was a row of tents standing on the ground on the other side of the entrance. When counted, there were ten tents.
Forbidden Army.
Seeing these ten tents, these two words immediately came to Chen Ling's mind.
"That's the tent for the imperial guards of the Domain Prince's Palace. Come down, everyone."
Lin Hai got off the canoe and walked slowly towards the tent. (To be continued)