C837 Draw a spirit rune

"Your aura has grown stronger. Has your physical body broken through to Rank three?" Ling'er raised his head slightly, looked at Ling Yun's handsome face, and smiled with confidence towards him. With a strong attraction, his long eyelashes slightly trembled, and he asked softly.

"En!" Ling Yun nodded, and laughed: "We should have broken through a long time ago."

After a moment of silence, the room seemed to be extremely warm, and the two of them felt a little lustful of the atmosphere. Ling'er suddenly asked: "When are you planning to leave Soaring Cloud Empire?"

Ling Yun was startled, that's right, he couldn't possibly stay in the Soaring Cloud Empire forever. Compared to the world where talents abound like the clouds outside, the Soaring Cloud Empire or the Essence domain were just a small corner of the southeastern part of the continent.

He did not forget the alien Devil clan that was eyeing the two races covetously, nor did he forget the great enmity from his previous life, his close friends from his previous life, his soulmate, and the infatuated girl that had left to wait for him in the ten thousand kilometer water lake not long ago.

Ling Yun sat up straight. After pondering for a moment, he said: "After this trip to the ruins is over, I will leave the Soaring Cloud Empire! I feel as though the storm is coming. We don't have much time left. "

Gently embracing the young girl, caressing her smooth and fine hair, smelling the fragrance that floated over, Ling Yun's eyes revealed a trace of gentleness, and he muttered: "I will not let anyone destroy everything."

Under the cover of nesting, there would be a perfect egg!

Once the two races lost against the Spirit Devil Battlefield, the border regions would not be able to stop the invasion of the Devil clan, and it would be difficult for them to escape whether they were hiding in the Soaring Cloud Empire or the Wasteland.

So, he could only face it. With his personality, it was impossible for him to retreat. The protection in his heart was his greatest motivation. He would not allow anyone to harm them.

On top of the cyan stone, Ling Yun was seated cross-legged quietly as the sound of waves hitting on the cyan stone resounded beside his ears. Water would occasionally splash onto his body, but from the start to the end, his body had not moved an inch.

He didn't cultivate because he knew that he needed to speed up his cultivation. He needed to work together and not overdo it. The more he panicked, the harder it was for him to achieve his goal.

At this moment, his body was not moving, and only one hand was lightly drawing. In his hand was a purple Spirit Tattoo Pen, the tip of the brush was extremely soft and glossy, and there was a faintly discernable spiritual energy fluctuation coming from it.

On his knees was a smooth jade board, and on top of it was a talisman paper crafted from special spirit materials.

There was a light purple alms bowl on the jade board, inside it was a thick red liquid that emitted a faint smell of blood. Ling Yun had mixed it with various kinds of Demonic Beast blood and it was the necessary materials to draw out the Soul Glyphs.

Soul Glyphs s were a type of attack form of spirit tattoos. They could be inscribed on paper talismans and as long as they were activated with spirit energy, the powerful stage seven attack Soul Glyphs s would be equivalent to an attack from Martial Emperor Expert.

Of course, in order to activate the seventh stage of Soul Glyphs, one had to have at least the Martial Saint's cultivation.

However, there were some spirit tattoos that could be activated even if one's cultivation level was not high enough, using their own bloodline as a drink.

Ling Yun was preparing for his journey to the ruins, and was trying to give himself as many life saving trump cards as possible.

It was not clear what was inside the relic, but it was certainly dangerous. Even if the relic was a cultivation paradise, there would still be dangers arising from the warriors who entered it.

In fact, in all kinds of ruins and trials, danger often came from martial artists. Some people were the ones that entrusted their backs to them, and at critical moments, they would stab you in the back, causing you to be unable to recover.