This forbidden area is far from as simple as Chen Ling thought.
It's just that he doesn't know.
The old man looked quietly at the desolate world and remained silent.
Beneath the bones, Chen Ling's eyes were tightly closed and his body was trembling slightly.
How can the power contained in the spirit grass of will, which is all born from the will of the saint, be comparable to that of ordinary spiritual objects?
That unusually powerful and violent force of will is like a charging blade. If Chen Ling wants to refine it, he must devote one hundred and twenty percent of his strength.
Refining is slow, but with every step of refining, Chen Ling can feel the rapid recovery and growth of his will power.
The essential difference is too great, so even a slight improvement can be seen as a qualitative improvement.
Time passes slowly, and the world is desolate and silent.
Only the towering bones of nearly a thousand feet stretched across the earth, breathtaking and exuding the majesty of ancient times.
The old man's will floats on the bones, sometimes disappearing, sometimes emerging from the bones...
A day passes in the blink of an eye.
The second day.
Chen Ling was awakened by the old man. He had just refined a spirit grass of will. The trauma and loss to his will had been restored, and there were many improvements.
"Boy, there are countless Will Spirit Grasses in this world. When you leave, you can take more of these back. Don't worry here for now." The old man looked at Chen Ling and said.
"Um."
Chen Ling nodded.
Refining the Will Spirit Grass with his strength is too time-consuming. Even if it takes seven days, he won't be able to refine much.
Under this huge corpse, there are countless will grasses growing.
"Oh, I hope you can get out alive." The old man suddenly sighed.
Chen Ling noticed something unusual from this sigh and couldn't help but said: "Senior, what dangers are there here?"
"Danger?" The old man smiled helplessly and said slowly: "When you came in, someone must have told you about the dangers in the forbidden area."
"But it's far more than that."
Chen Ling narrowed his eyes and his heart sank.
The person in front of me was a high-level saint during his lifetime, and this place was considered the outer edge of the forbidden area...
He suddenly had a bad feeling. He seemed to feel too good about himself.
"The forbidden area is the burial place for the strong men of our clan, so for the people of our clan, even if many strong men are corrupted and become cruel and cruel, this is not the greatest danger."
"You are here to save the people of our clan. Cannian here, as long as there is only a trace of intelligence left, you will not be in much danger."
"It's just that the biggest danger is not just this."
Chen Ling frowned and stared at the old man: "Senior, please clarify."
"Wild beasts, the biggest danger here is wild beasts." The old man took a deep breath and his expression became extremely solemn.
"Desolate beast? What kind of monster is this?" Chen Ling looked confused.
"This forbidden land has existed for almost tens of thousands of years. It has existed since ancient times. It is said that in the deepest part, even the most holy of our clan has fallen. The ancient energy is thick and it has become a world of its own. In addition, countless saint-level powerful men have fallen here, and the will
Infinity, entangled between heaven and earth, formed a special kind of monster, a wild beast."
Chen Ling had already realized how terrifying this desolate beast was.
Born from countless saint-level wills, how could it be simple?
"Desolate beasts are tangible and material, ferocious and violent. Their spiritual intelligence is formed from the inner obsessions of countless fallen people. They only know how to kill and devour. There is no true energy, only will, a terrifying will."
"As far as I know, at the deepest level, there are countless desolate beasts in the realm of saints and great saints. This edge is not bad, most of them are at the peak of martial arts, and saints rarely appear."
The old man glanced at Chen Ling and said helplessly: "I am just a fragment of my will now. I can barely force the wild beast at the peak of the Martial Lord to retreat, but when encountering some more powerful Martial Lord or even Saint level, there is nothing I can do."
"Boy, you have to be prepared."
Chen Ling's face became particularly ugly.
This wild beast is simply a big killer in the forbidden area.
No wonder, the Qingluan clan has entered many forbidden areas, but only a few people have come out alive.
Looking at Chen Ling's ugly face, the old man smiled and said, "There are still six days left. I hope your luck will be better."
"I can't hold on to this lingering thought for long. If a powerful wild beast really comes, I will protect you even if I try to completely collapse."
Chen Ling trembled inexplicably, looked at the old man's figure, gritted his teeth and said: "Senior, you still don't know the name of senior?"
"Name taboo..." The old man's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and he murmured with a smile: "My name is Luan Jiuxing."
"Luan Jiuxing..."
Chen Ling murmured in his heart and remembered the name deeply.
"You come with me."
When Chen Ling was silent, Luan Jiuxing smiled and floated behind the corpse.
Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and followed Luan Jiuxing.
Every inch of the huge corpse shocked Chen Ling.
Saint level, reaching the holy level, the thoughts are clear, and the heaven and earth are blended.
The most terrifying thing is that all the bones in the body will transform into holy bones, and the blood will become holy blood, both of which contain the power that reaches the heaven and the earth.
Saint-level experts are the truly powerful ones, capable of conquering the heaven and earth, and their lifespans can be as long as a thousand years or even longer.
When they came to the abdomen of the corpse, the old man's figure suddenly fell into the bones. Chen Ling hesitated for a moment and followed suit.
"This is……"
Chen Ling fell, his whole body trembled, his eyes widened, staring at one of the huge crystal bones in disbelief.
Inside the bones, there was actually a drop of cyan blood the size of a fingernail squirming.
The old man smiled and said: "This is a drop of my blood, holy blood."
"I have been dead for more than four hundred years, and I have not paid attention to the bones. The holy blood has been lost long ago. I looked for it yesterday and only found this drop."
Gudong!
Chen Ling swallowed hard and spit.
This is the real holy blood, not the drop of blood he got in the Land of Ancient Corpses that has been diluted and decayed for countless years.
Through the bones, the cyan blood is crystal clear and green, like green bamboo, and the inside is dense and dreamy.
"In addition to a drop of holy blood, there is also a well-preserved metacarpal bone."
The old man's words shocked Chen Ling again.
"Holy blood, holy bones."
The old man waved his sleeves, and the bone suddenly cracked inch by inch, and the green holy blood floated out and landed in front of Chen Ling.
At the same time, a palm-sized metacarpal bone also flew out from the depths of the corpse.
The metacarpal bones are also the same green and crystal color like green bamboo, like emerald.
"I see that your bloodline is extraordinary, and it has now reached the peak of the ninth rank. Although this drop of holy blood cannot make your bloodline reach the holy level, it can greatly increase your strength and qi, greatly improving your strength.
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"As for the metacarpal bone, it is more difficult to refine than the holy blood. Even with my help, it is impossible to do it in just a few days. I'll leave it to you to refine it after you get out."
Luan Jiuxing said in a deep voice.
Chen Ling swallowed, his eyes were burning. He gritted his teeth and tongue to calm down quickly. He looked at Luan Jiuxing, and Chen Ling suddenly bowed and saluted: "Senior, you are so kind, I will never forget it." (To be completed.)