Chapter five hundred and twenty first waiting for you
In the void of the wasteland filled with evil spirits, in an unknown corner of the void dimension, a tall and burly figure was sitting cross-legged. Endless gray air flow spread all over his body and entered his body as he breathed.
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call out!
Suddenly, a small golden sword shadow penetrated the layers of space, cut through various formations around the tall figure, and suddenly appeared in front of the tall figure.
The tall and burly figure opened his eyes, golden light shone in his eyes, and all kinds of mysteries in the void shone in his eyes, making his eyes deep and charming.
"Well, news about the Sword Immortal?" Yan Ling raised the corners of his mouth slightly and took the small golden flying sword directly into his hand.
This underworld is incomparable to the human world, let alone the earth. If you want to transmit information to each other, you can only use various mysterious means.
The golden flying sword in Yan Ling's hand was the medium used by Li Tianfeng, the successor of the Sword Immortal, to use the flying sword to send messages. It was also a method commonly used in the monastic world to transmit messages, so Yan Ling naturally recognized it.
When he thrust his consciousness into the golden flying sword, a piece of information turned into an image and submerged quietly into Yan Ling's sea of consciousness. Yan Ling closed his eyes and concentrated, and instantly saw the image in his sea of consciousness.
Li Tianfeng's sword-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, and upright posture suddenly appeared. He looked forward, as if looking at Yan Ling, and then said: "Yan Ling, your training should be over, right? We are all ready to go.
We have arrived at the next place, and now we are the only one left! After hearing the news, come and gather as soon as possible!"
"Has everything been repaired?"
Seeing this, Yan Ling was slightly stunned, but then, after sensing the pure evil energy rolling and surging in his body, he nodded clearly, and a long time had indeed passed in his consciousness.
Because the pure evil energy filled in his body can no longer be integrated into his blood, this means that he has absorbed and refined the evil energy to the extreme in his body at this time. It will take a period of digestion before he can absorb and refine the pure evil energy in the world again.
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And what kind of physique is Yan Ling? He is made of the earth, has ancient bloodline, and his cultivation level is the strongest in the world. The amount of evil energy that his body can hold is an astronomical figure, so vast that it is unimaginable.
But just like that, his body's absorption of evil spirits has also reached its limit. You can imagine how much evil spirits he has absorbed and how much time he has consumed!
“What a nice place!”
Yan Ling appeared on the wasteland. He looked at the dead and chaotic world around him and said, "It's just a pity that I can't stay here forever!"
This wasteland is indeed a very suitable place for Yan Ling. It has endless pure evil energy, which allows him to continue to hone his blood and strengthen his body.
But it is a pity that this is the netherworld after all, and Yan Ling is just a passerby, and he is about to leave this Feng Shui treasure place now!
"Let's go!"
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In the depths of the dead wasteland, on a huge stone, several figures were scattered on it. When Yan Ling's tall and burly figure appeared from the void, a charming and mature female voice sounded from the stone.
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"Yan Ling, you are finally back. I thought you had died outside. We were still thinking about whether we should go together to collect your body!"
The figures on the desolate rocks were clearly Li Tianfeng and his party, and the person who spoke was Yang Ling, the descendant of the Heavenly Demon, the Queen of Earth China!
"I can only say that you are overthinking. Do you think I am such a short-lived person? I want to be an eternal man!" Yan Ling snorted and glanced at Yang Ling angrily.
And the little joy that arose was gone.
"It's still immortal! What a big statement!"
Although as cultivators, everyone has this idea, there are still a few who say it directly like Yan Ling. Even though Yan Ling said it in a joking tone, he was still ridiculed by Yang Ling.
There are countless cultivators in heaven and earth like the sands of the Ganges River, but how many of them can truly be immortal?
Even countless ancient powerful people dare not boast that they can be immortal. Yan Ling, a young monk in the realm of refining the void and combining the Tao, has not yet achieved the immortal position, and saying such words really makes Yang Ling uncomfortable.
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"That's not certain. Who says I can't be eternal?"
But Yan Ling had a good attitude. He smiled and said: "You still have to have dreams. What if they come true?"
"Okay, just keep your dream to yourself and think about it. Now that you are here, let's go!"
Du Bingqian stepped in the air, with lotus blossoms blooming under her feet. She came to Yan Ling's side in a few steps and said: "This dead wasteland is just an insignificant area in the underworld, but it is already so vast. We want to travel all over the underworld and see the underworld.
It’s almost impossible!”
After saying that, Du Bingqian rolled her eyes at Yan Ling, and then continued: "It is precisely because of this that we cannot stay in each place for too long, otherwise we will not know when we return to the human world.
How long has it been!"
Although Du Bingqian was talking about the human world, Yan Ling understood from her meaningful tone that Du Bingqian was talking about the earth. Yan Ling also believed that he was not the only one who heard it. Among the others, except for Yan Chixia,
In addition, everyone can understand the profound meaning of Du Bingqian's words.
Indeed, they don't know the comparison of the time flow between this world and the earth. If they stay in this world for too long, it will be really tragic if tens or hundreds of years have passed after they return to the earth.
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"In that case, let's set off!"
Yan Ling understood and was about to turn into a stream of light across the sky, but immediately stopped, turned around and asked, "Well, where are we going next?"
As soon as this question came out, Yang Ling, Du Bingqian, Li Tianfeng, and even Jin Shanlong and Yan Chixia were stunned. For a moment, they didn't know how to answer Yan Ling's question.
"You don't have a target plan yet, do you?"
Yan Ling thought that he was the last one to return here. Others must have planned which direction to go next during the period when he didn't come back, but looking at them now, it seemed that something was wrong!
Sure enough, Li Tianfeng and the others nodded awkwardly, and Yang Ling glared at Yan Ling and said, "It's not all your fault. If it weren't for waiting for you, why wouldn't we have time to make plans?"
Yan Ling was speechless for a moment. Women are indeed magical creatures, they cannot be offended, they cannot be offended!
"Let's look in a random direction first!"
Li Tianfeng said helplessly: "Anyway, we don't know enough about this Netherworld Underworld. Even if we have a plan, it's almost like no plan. Moreover, for us, as long as we are in the Netherworld Underworld, there are enough opportunities waiting for us!" (