C1073 Half-step martial king

Ling Yun declined to comment and carefully sensed the situation. It was indeed such a thing that caused him to retract his intent.

Only then did Ling Yun turn his gaze towards the slowly burning Fire Seed. The Fire Seed had seven different colors, it was gorgeous, like a fine art piece, only, around the Fire Seed, the space was twisted, it was obvious how hot it was.

Although Ling Yun also saw the space which had been scorched until it became distorted, he did not sense any kind of dangerous aura. Without hesitation, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood mist formed from blood essence, merging with the fire.

This was because the Seven-color phoenix had erased the brand that belonged to him, and right now, it was in the state of being ownerless.

Most likely, only by reaching the level of a Demon Ancestor would one be able to extract the fire from their bodies and not dissipate it.

Ling Yun sat down cross legged, and looked at the Fire Seed in front of him, he felt that it had his spirit imprint, and slowly opened his mouth, the Fire Seed turned into a red light and entered into his Qi Sea, quietly burning.

Ling Yun released his divine sense to envelop the fire core. When his divine sense touched the core of the fire core, his mind went blank, as a huge amount of information was forced into his mind. It was the Seven-color phoenix's inheritance.

Among them were his comprehension of the Martial Dao, his comprehension of the Tao Principle of fire, as well as his absolute art. As for the other trivial matters, they were all erased.

He quickly accepted the Seven-color phoenix's inheritance of knowledge, but once he completely refined it, it would probably take him quite a while. He would need his cultivation to reach a certain level to understand what it meant.

Ling Yun tried to refine the Fire Seed, and discovered that with his current cultivation level, he was unable to refine it at all. He dejectedly retracted his mind and consoled himself, since he was inside the Qi Sea and he could not escape, he felt a little better.

Although his injuries were serious, they were nothing to the current him. The bright golden Holy Flame s and the scarlet-red phoenix fire were slowly burning within his body, and his injuries were healing at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

When Ling Yun opened his eyes, the sky was already dark. The gale of killing engulfed the entire ancient battlefield like a tide, and the berserk wave of killing appeared again.

Having personally experienced the terror of the slaughter tide, Ling Yun naturally would not leave the range of the Seven-color phoenix's corpse. Once he left this place of protection, he was not confident that he would be able to survive.

Since he was unable to leave, Ling Yun was fortunate to be able to cultivate while lying under the corpses. The spirit energy here contained a terrifying killing intent, baleful qi and resentful aura, and could not be absorbed.

To others, a stone like the spirit Stone that contained berserk spirit energy, unless one reached the realm of Martial King, would not dare to absorb it. However, he did not have any concerns.

He had quite a number of spirit Stone on him right now. Among the heaven's pride level experts, there were those that had won by destroying the entire Frenzied Lion Gang. There were at least several tens of millions.

He took out several hundred spirit Stone s and shot them in all directions, forming a formation. After that, he sat cross-legged at the center of the formation and channeled the three arts of Hungmeng Supreme Spell, Tai yin-yang meridian and stellar vitreous body with all his might.

This cultivation, only then did Ling Yun realize that his cultivation had unknowingly reached the limit of a Martial Master. The second stage had already been opened, and he was hiding in his body like a dragon, glowing with a white luster.