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"Everyone, thank you for your hard work. Take a short rest before you head back."
Luo Tianyan and the other two walked down first. After waving their hands, they smiled benevolently and said.
"Young Sect Master, do you want to rest for a while before leaving?"
"No need. We can just travel slowly along the way. It's best that we don't stay too long in this Ten Thousand Killing Abyss. It's best that we leave as soon as possible."
Just as he was about to put away the Buried Heaven Saber in his palm and put away the Mustard Seed Crystal, a resistance came from the blade, causing Ling Jian to feel extremely depressed.
"Be quiet, will you?"
When they saw the blood-red blade in Ling Jian's palm, every one of them were in a state of turmoil. Some of them were not mentally firm, but their brains were buzzing loudly as the sound of a beast roaring emerged from the depths of their souls, shaking their minds like a demon in their hearts.
This blade was like a living blood dragon, and its entire body was emitting an astonishing wave of blood Qi. If this blade was brought along with the blade, then it would probably increase the difficulty of leaving the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss.
Ling Jian did not want to bring trouble to the Qing-Yun Sect for such a reason.
However, just as he was unable to put away the Buried Heaven Saber, his sea of consciousness trembled and the blood-red Crescent vertical eye on his forehead lit up. A line of blood appeared and was directly shot onto the Buried Heaven Saber, and the long saber made a loud buzzing sound. Then, it suddenly shook and turned into a palm sized blood light that shot directly into the blood-red Crescent vertical eye on his forehead.
Swoosh.
Only after a while did it slowly calm down. When Ling Jian felt it again, he was extremely shocked; he had never imagined that the Buried Heaven and Earth Saber would be forcefully absorbed into the blood-red Crescent vertical eye on his forehead.
"Let's go!"
Putting away the long blade, Ling Jian's gaze was also very calm. Only when the last strand of Qi was completely restrained did he wave his hand and walk out of the killing zone. Behind him, the people from the Qing-Yun Sect quickly followed.
Three days later, those from the Qing-Yun Sect left the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss.
"Whew."
This was a valley filled with thunder. At this moment, a group of people were walking leisurely on this thunder-filled land. From time to time, the shrill sounds of vicious beasts could be heard echoing throughout the valley.
Opposite the dozens of lightning beasts were eighteen young disciples. Surrounding the lightning beasts were Luo Tianyan and the two Great Elders.
"On the way back, with the exception of the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss, we must not waste any cultivation resources or practice area. Only by sharpening the sword will the plum blossom fragrance come from the bitter cold!"
Roar!
In the distance, a lightning beast at the peak of the eighth heavenly layer bared its fangs as it charged towards the disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect.
"Fourth Elder, go and take care of this beast!"
The sudden appearance of a huge lightning beast on the side of the disciple caused the disciple's expression to change, and he quickly retreated. The peak of the eighth heavenly layer was not something they could deal with.
Boom!
However, just as everyone was preparing to join hands and fight back, in the distance, a golden light shot out and an enormous giant spirit body suddenly appeared in front of the peak of the eighth level lightning beast. Without any hesitation, it punched out its fist, creating an astonishing storm that completely covered the lightning beast that was still undefeatable in everyone's eyes.
Dong!
The ground seemed to tremble as well as the shockwave spread out before calming down in the end. The lightning beast that seemed invincible in the eyes of the crowd had been killed because of the Fourth Elder's attack.
"Fourth Elder, Fourth Elder!"
Li Juetian waved his sleeve, and the lightning beast's Heaven's Spirit Pill went into his sleeve. Only then did he turn around and disappeared in a blur.
"..."
In the following period of time, the people of the Qing-Yun Sect would pass by just like that. When these disciples encountered difficult beasts, the three people who had nothing better to do would immediately make a move and kill the existence in their hearts that they could not defeat.
Compared to when they first came in, the disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect were now more spirited and strong.
While everyone was busy training, Ling Jian was already sitting cross-legged on the Sword Qi, floating in the air and then shuttling back and forth across the world of the Abyss.
On a lush piece of land, a boy sat cross-legged with a calm expression as if he was meditating. The Spiritual Energy around his body was reserved and he appeared extremely quiet. However, after the silence lasted for a while, the boy suddenly opened his eyes.
Buzz.
He suddenly extended his palm, and in the air at the edge of his palm, a pill appeared.
This pill was the size of a longan fruit. It was surrounded by the power of thunder and fire, and it emitted a shocking wave of energy.
It was precisely the Thunder Flame Pill.
After the pill appeared, Ling Jian did not take it, but thought for a moment before taking something out of the mustard seed crystal. It was a fake for the ghost mask.
"With these two things, I can boldly …"
Ling Jian's gaze locked onto the mask and with a wave of his hand, the white mask was directly pressed onto the handsome cheek. A sinister aura spread out and the surrounding space trembled slightly, as ripples that could be seen with the naked eye spread out.
Ling Jian retracted his mind and his sinister aura. However, he did not release it. Instead, he stared at the Thunder Flame Pill with a burning gaze.
"It's time to consume the elixir and advance to the next stage. This time, I will directly break through to the peak of the seventh level!"
Ling Jian clenched his fist and felt the tyrannical power contained within the Thunder Flame Pill. He was completely confident that with the suppression from the Ghost God Mask, he would be able to withstand the enormous power contained within the Thunder Flame Pill.
Previously, Ling Jian had borrowed the Phantom Mask's fakes to display his Giant Spirit State and was already very familiar with the Seven Layered Heavens of the Martial Way. Now, he was not afraid of breaking through and causing his cultivation to become unstable.
Buzz.
After the Thunder Flame Pill entered his mouth, it directly melted away, transforming into a warm current of lightning and fire that descended like a waterfall, before rushing towards his limbs and bones.
Ling Jian's body, which was seated cross-legged, trembled slightly as an intense sound resounded within his body like a thunderclap. The sound of thunder spread outwards.
"..."