Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 442
With his eyes closed, Ling Xiao could see a ferocious golden flying dragon that seemed to be standing in front of him. Its huge body was as huge as a mountain, and it could easily crush him to death.

His face was pale, and his soul stood in front of this huge golden flying dragon like a mountain, trying his best to calm himself down.

"Roar~~"

The terrifying roar sounded again, and the Golden Light Flying Dragon opened its bloody mouth and bit towards him.

"Never back down!"

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth, standing there in the illusion of the soul, allowing the huge monster to attack, not only did not retreat, but took a step slowly.

The terrifying violent consciousness directly caused his headache to split.

At that moment, he really thought about giving up, and felt that if he didn't give up, his head would explode.

But he can't give up.

He knew that once he gave up, his soul would be swallowed by this berserk consciousness. From then on, he would no longer be him, but would only become a bloodthirsty monster.

Keep going!

Enduring great pain, Ling Xiao's soul began to gradually suppress that violent consciousness.

In the illusion of the soul, his figure gradually became larger, while the golden light flying dragon became smaller and smaller.

At this time, the resistance of the violent consciousness also became the strongest.

Observing from the outside, Ling Xiao's ears and eyes were already bleeding bright red, which was a condition of brain damage.

But Ling Xiao still didn't flinch.

The pain at this time made him more determined.

He was thinking, what if the one standing in front of him was a real golden light flying dragon?
At that time, he had no chance to give up at all. His strength was weak, and he would only die. There was no possibility at all to protect his relatives.

So he has to stick to it.

Only by persevering can we become stronger!

Boom~~
Finally, after a full quarter of an hour, the violent consciousness was completely destroyed, and the shadow of the Golden Light Flying Dragon completely disappeared.

Ling Xiao felt really scary.

This is just the remaining consciousness, and it is already so terrifying. If his soul power is not strong enough, he really has to give up today, otherwise he will inevitably be swallowed by the violent consciousness.

Become a walking dead who only kills.

When the crazy bloodthirsty consciousness completely disappeared, Ling Xiao's whole body was completely soaked, and his face was covered with blood.

"Are you all right, boy?"

Yuan Zun asked worriedly.

"It's okay, just a little trauma."

Ling Xiao ran "Dragon Golden Body", and the damaged part of the brain was quickly repaired.

He got some water from the world of mountains and rivers, washed his face, and then exhaled a long breath.

Although the battle of the soul is not as intuitive as the actual battle, but in terms of thrilling, it is even worse.

"Master, I have successfully erased the violent consciousness in these two formation stones, so I should be qualified to cultivate this "Golden Light Dragon Wing", right?"

After a short rest, Ling Xiao asked excitedly.

"It's ok, but you still have to be careful. In fact, this thing is not so much about cultivation as it is about implanting the divine script of the golden light flying dragon directly into your body. This is a very risky thing and the success rate is not enough. [-]%, so very few people would do that.”

Yuan Zun replied.

"No, with a [-]% success rate, wouldn't I be dead?"

Ling Xiao smiled wryly.

"Don't worry, with a teacher, this [-]% chance can be increased to [-]%! After all, it still depends on one's familiarity with the formation method."

Yuan Zun said with a smile: "It's not about bragging for a teacher, but for the method of refining formations and alchemy, as a teacher in the entire mysterious world, it is also ranked in the top five."

"Master, you seem to have said this before."

"Ahem, so what if I've already said it. Seeing that you don't believe it, you'll know how powerful you are as a teacher after a while."

Yuan Zun coughed twice.

"Hey, how could I not believe what you said, Master, of course I do!"

Although Ling Xiao doesn't know Yuan Zun's origin, he trusts Yuan Zun very much. This is the feeling after getting along for a while.

He has always believed that his feelings will not deviate too much.

"Okay, since you believe it, then you can gather your true energy and wings with all your strength, and leave the rest of the matter to your teacher. You have already experienced the torture of your soul just now, and what you are going to experience next is physical pain. It may be painful, are you sure you want to continue?"

Yuan Zun asked.

"Do you still need to ask, let's start."

For Ling Xiao, the pain of the soul is several times that of the pain of the body. The pain of the soul has survived, so can't the pain of the body survive?

That would be too useless.

According to the description in the bamboo slips, combined with the formula of "Nine Meridians Qi Sword", Ling Xiao closed his eyes and circulated his true energy, and a pair of exquisite-looking true essence wings quickly appeared on his back.

It's just that the wings are just a shape, it doesn't have any flying effect.

The next thing is the key.

"It's about to start! Hold on!"

Yuan Zun's voice sounded, and then he released the divine script from one of the formation stones.

This radiant text was injected into Ling Xiao's true essence wings on the right.

At that moment, the true essence wings gradually grew bigger and became more real. The originally almost transparent wings turned into black and bright wings of flying dragons, and there were streaks of golden inscriptions on the wings of flying dragons.

"what--!"

Ling Xiao suddenly let out a scream.

At the moment when the wings of the flying dragon began to form, his back seemed to be torn apart by life. The pain was so painful that it almost made people faint.

But he didn't faint.

As he said, the pain of the soul has been suppressed, so what is the pain of the body?

The tearing pain lasted for a full sixty breaths, and he had already bit the stone in his mouth to pieces.

To keep from biting off his tongue, he threw a hard rock into his mouth.

Ordinary branches are not good at all, mainly because his teeth are too sharp, not inferior to treasures.

"Hold on, there is another side!"

Yuan Zun exhorted.

"Master, just come here, I'm fine."

After experiencing something once, it is not so scary.

When the dragon wings on the left grew out, although he was in the same pain, he didn't cry out, and he didn't even bite anything.

He became very calm, only the cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"It's done!"

Yuan Zun looked at his apprentice with admiration.

"You are really a tough guy, you can bear this. I thought you would pass out in the process."

Ling Xiao's ability to endure pain was far beyond Yuan Zun's imagination. Originally, he was thinking about whether to use some means to alleviate the pain of his apprentice.

As a result, the kid himself survived like that.

(End of this chapter)