Demon Blade Skill

The Ice Phoenix's poison seeped into the Demon Blade, and the Demon Blade's body began to melt. The entire person was like a melting wax figure, already halfway gone.

"Thank you, Sister. Thank you for your help."

The Demon Blade walked towards him and said sincerely.

After passing the newly formed small soil bag on the ground, the heart of the Demon Blade had already completely dissipated.

"Old Man, you can't even stop this."

The Demon Blade took out a thick golden elixir, which was worth three thousand spirit stones, and swallowed it.

"I don't know what I can do. These spirit stones are for you."

"Old Man, that thing, please give it to your family."

The Demon Blade quickly pushed it away.

"Young Master, I can't accept it! These spirit stones are what I'm willing to give you. I can't accept your gifts!"

The Demon Blade was not polite and directly stuffed the hard spirit stones into the Demon Blade's pocket.

"Take it! This is what you paid with your life. You must take it! Otherwise, I, Suo Zi, will not be at ease!"

His concern was overwhelming, and he did not dare to refuse again.

The Demon Blade took the golden elixir and looked at the determined expression on the Demon Blade's face, and his mood finally improved.

"Okay, since you insist, I'll take it for now. Thank you, Young Master."

The Demon Blade's face was all in the face, and he was silent.

The little child was born with intelligence, wise and clever, yet also sentimental and emotional, and everything was clear.

The young master looked at the light in his eyes and nodded.

The Demon Blade walked to the soil bag of the Old Man and silently knelt down.

This was the first time he had truly seen the cruelty of the world since he came to this world.

And the person who was buried was the one who had saved him.

The lives of the people were all in this world, and they were all so vulnerable.

The Demon Blade brought some clean water and the Demon Blade drank it for a moment before sitting down to rest.

When it was bright, the three of them began their journey back to Ju Yuan City.

The journey was long, and the harvest was huge.

His first spirit skill was deep poison.

The Ice Phoenix released the Ice Phoenix, and from its beak, it spewed out a long, fifty-meter-long poisonous snake.

The person in the poison would suffer extremely painful effects, and their speed would be reduced by 20%.

And once poisoned, the skin and flesh would feel numb, and the speed of movement would be reduced by 20%.

This was a poisonous snake with a high degree of control over its speed and poison, and it was quite powerful.

What was most important was that after absorbing the poison of the Ice Phoenix, he could clearly feel that his own Ice Phoenix's bloodline had been greatly improved.

Suddenly, he followed the path of cultivation and entered the Dao, but the Dao was a good beginning.

The next day, the Demon Blade's body had recovered a lot, and the three of them set off on the road back to Ju Yuan City.

Five days later, the three of them returned to Ju Yuan City.

The Demon Blade said goodbye and the Demon Blade had no time to return to the hospital, but had already entered the Ice Spirit Palace.

After all, it was a spirit palace that was difficult to deal with, and he did not want to be reckless.

"Brother, City Lord Suo is not here, and another person named Suo Jiao is here to greet him."

Suo Jiao looked at the Demon Blade and when he saw the "Twelve Pills" pattern displayed on the magic power crystal ball, he couldn't help but ask.

"Son, your spirit is a spirit, and what you absorb is a spirit beast."

The Demon Blade did not hide it and simply said that it was the Ice Phoenix, which had a high effect, but did not mention the poison.

Knowing that it was the bloodline of the spirit beast, Suo Jiao's eyes lit up, and he once again painfully asked him to join the Spirit Palace, and the items that came out were even more concentrated than the jealous ones.

The Demon Blade couldn't refuse directly, but used the words he had already thought of.

"Big Brother, wait until I reach the Ice Demon Palace and become a spirit first. I am still young, and I have also cultivated to become a spirit, and I want to understand some common sense."

Suo Jiao did not refuse. Seeing the sincerity, he happily agreed.

After returning to the Spirit Palace, the Demon Blade took out the spirit stone he received every month and returned to Ju Yuan Academy.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Su Yuan and Mu Lin had already rushed up, with a hug and a kiss.

"Old Man, you're finally back! What's wrong? Did you succeed? Did you kill it?"

The Demon Blade was silent and released the spirit of the deep poison under his crotch.

"Oh, Old Man is awesome!"

"You're too impatient, big brother!"

The two of them walked out of the cave.

Ling Gui patted Ling Ren's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, you'll soon have a breakthrough."

Then, she looked at Ling Yun.

"Given your cultivation speed, you'll reach the tenth level at most in another year. I suggest you cultivate the 'Child of Fire' skill."

"Your 'Child of Fire' skill, apart from the most basic physical attack, has no other elemental affinity."

"Cultivating the 'Soul of the Poisonous Wolf' or the 'Child of Fire' would be the best choice."

"Moreover, each of your elemental affinities must absorb a 'Fire Element' skill, a 'Poison Element' skill, or a 'Spirit Element' skill."

"After that, your 'Child of Fire' skill will undergo some unimaginable changes."

Ling Yun listened quietly, completely convinced by Ling Gui's profound insights.

"Okay, big brother! I'll listen to you!"

He clenched his fists, filled with emotion.

"Following you for so many years, my physique has also improved a lot. If I can cultivate the 'Soul of the Three Hundred Year Old Spirit' into a 'Poison Element' skill, then I'll have a 'Fire Element' skill!"

Ling Gui smiled and looked at Suo Ling.

"Little Ling, your martial arts are similar to Ling Yun's. From now on, you will cultivate the 'Spirit of the Elemental Spirit'."

Suo Ling nodded his head repeatedly. Although he was a little hesitant, he had Ling Gui to pave the way for him, and his heart was filled with trust.

Ling Gui looked at the two of them, who were only a little over ten years old, and calculated in her heart.

It's a good thing that they are both powerful martial artists. Otherwise, it would be difficult to imagine their future potential.

Forget it, I'll talk about it later!

In the secret chamber, a bonfire crackled, and Ling Yun's figure was stretched long.

He opened a page of ancient texts and was engrossed in reading, but he didn't put it down.

In the sea of consciousness, he saw the 'Star Wars' great formation in the forest, and the 'Void Devourer' of that 'Eight-armed Child' sitting cross-legged, as if absorbing the 'Void Devourer's' innate divine power.

The first soul, six hundred years.

The text was like a heavy hammer, striking him as a daily routine of cultivation.

The seven orifices of the mind, even those core disciples who were called the 'Son of Heaven', could only maintain their vitality for a day. The age limit of the first soul could not even touch the 'Four Hundred Year Old Entanglement'.

Who could bear it? What kind of existence was it?

Ling Yun took a deep breath of cold air and no longer hesitated, heading towards the dragon's cave.

In the message, Ling Gui described Ling Yun's entire cultivation process, including Ling Yun's tragic death and Ling Gui's subsequent recovery.

Suddenly, the most shocking thing was the 'Six Hundred Year Old Soul' of the 'Emperor's Three Giants'.