"What the hell is going on?" Looking at Ayayuan's increasingly blurred figure, Chu Ling's face was extremely ugly, if something happened to Ayayuan here, he would not be able to explain to Leng Wuxian outside.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, and if I'm lucky, I might get the legacy left by the White Water Demon. When the last word came out of Ayabuchi's mouth, her figure had completely disappeared, and the ground of the square had also returned to its original state.

"The inheritance of the White Water Great Demon?" Chu Ling's gaze flickered violently, could it be that Aya Yuan broke through the Heavenly Rank Xuan Array and obtained the dark blue begonia in it, so as to obtain some kind of qualification to inherit the inheritance of the White Water Great Demon?

Chu Ling's brows furrowed, but at this moment, Aya Yuan had disappeared, leaving only a vague sentence, and there was no clue to speak of.

"Let's hope that's the case. Chu Ling shook his head, the White Water Great Demon Essence cultivated the Xuan Pattern, if Aya Yuan could really get his inheritance, not only could he successfully break through the divine product, but he would also be able to take a lot of detours for the future grade improvement.

It's useless to stay here and worry, and Aya Yuan said that this cave will be closed soon, Chu Ling gritted his teeth, turned around and left, leaving this cave mansion.

After coming out of the White Water Cave Mansion, Chu Ling first went to meet Leng Wuxian, who was waiting outside, and told the story of the incident. Knowing that Ayabuchi was very likely to obtain the inheritance of the Great Demon White Water, Leng Wushu was also bittersweet. But at this point, it is useless to worry, so you can only wait honestly.

"No harm to the seniors, I plan to retreat here and impact the Heavenly Realm. Chu Ling looked at Leng Wuxian and said.

Now that Chu Ling has obtained the Yanlong Dragon Horn and has been able to communicate with the power of the heavens, he is only one foot away from the Heavenly Phase Realm. I came to this death storm to break through the barrier of cultivation.

"It's okay, I don't have anything to do anyway, just enough to protect the Dharma for you. Leng Wuxian nodded and said.

"Okay, then the trouble doesn't hurt the seniors. "Chu Ling didn't pretend to be anything, he was most afraid of being disturbed by others when he hit the realm barrier. Although this death storm will not easily be visited, it can also make him completely reassured by having a cold and injuryless protector.

Immediately, Chu Ling stopped procrastinating, rested for a long time, and after adjusting his state to the peak, he turned around and swept towards the edge of the death storm.

Standing close to the edge of the death storm, the strong wind blowing in front of him made Chu Ling's cheeks faintly painful. He looked up at the thunder that flickered like a dragon in the distance in the sky, and couldn't help but grin.

"Looks like we're going to have to go to Thunder Crack again. "Cultivating the Holy Body of the War Emperor, you also need to induce the thunder of heaven and earth to quench your body, to be honest, although Chu Ling has already experienced it several times before and after, if it is not necessary, which normal person will go to find a thunder split?

"Damn, it's the last time anyway, and you can kill me. Chu Ling gritted his teeth, and a ruthless look appeared on his face. As soon as his body moved, he rushed directly into the storm of death.

However, Chu Ling did not rush into the center of the death storm, and that kind of behavior was completely looking for death. All he had to do was to be at the very edge of the storm of death, induce the thunder of heaven and earth, refine the physical body, make the War King Body evolve, and promote the War Emperor Holy Body.

"Boom!"

Above the sky, thunderclouds surged, lightning shone brightly, and under the dense thunderclouds in the sky, Chu Ling's figure was as small as an ant.

Because this is only the very edge of the death storm, the thunder in the thundercloud is not the terrifying thunder in the central area. And if Chu Ling didn't deliberately provoke it, those thunders wouldn't take the initiative to attack him.

Chu Ling took a deep breath, and then crossed his knees in the air. His mind moved, and the Heaven-shattering Dragon Roar echoed loudly, and the Spirit of the War Dragon roared out, winding above his head.

Today's War Dragon Spirit, if you only look at the appearance, has a very solid form. But it wasn't a real body, it was still a dragon spirit's body. Only by allowing the dragon spirit to condense into a true physical body will the War King Body complete the final evolutionary breakthrough and become the War Emperor Holy Body.

Looking at the flared and flickering violent thunder on the sky, Chu Ling's expression gradually became solemn. He took a deep breath, and with a wave of his robe, he saw a coral-like crimson dragon horn burst out of the ring and levitate in front of him.

On the horns of the Yanlong Dragon, there were intertwined lines of Xuan Patterns, which were the seals that Chu Ling had arranged on them, so as not to let the dragon essence blood in it leak and dissipate.

However, even though the horn of this flame dragon was sealed, as soon as it appeared, the spirit of the war dragon let out an excited dragon groan, and the vigorous dragon body meandered in, and the dragon groan revealed a taste of extreme greed and longing.

In Chu Ling's eyes, there was also a touch of fiery welling. Immediately, the palm of his hand stretched out, holding the Yanlong Dragon Horn between his hands.

The dragon horn entered, and an indescribable fiery fluctuation spread along the palm. Chu Ling only felt that what he was holding in his hand was like a volcano in a state of eruption. The flesh and blood in the body shook violently at this time, and the skin on the whole body was instantly red.

Chu Lingqiang couldn't hold back the terrifying high temperature that almost incinerated his palms from his palms, and let out a loud cry, and the mysterious power in his body frantically poured into it.

The dazzling red light rose into the sky, and from a distance, the monstrous red light made the dark thunderclouds on the sky turn dark red. Streams of majestic essence and blood qi turned into a dragon-shaped cyclone, swept out of the dragon's horns, raised their heads to the sky and roared, and the sound moved the four fields.

"Swallow me!"

Chu Ling's eyes were extremely red, and the hovering dragon spirit directly erupted into a loud dragon roar, and then the giant mouth opened, swallowing those dragon-shaped essence blood cyclones into it in one bite.

When the essence blood entered his body, Chu Ling's body trembled violently, as if a volcano had suddenly appeared in his body, and terrifying fire snakes erupted from the pores of his body. Chu Ling's clothes turned into ashes in an instant.

"Ahh

A suppressed sound of pain came down Chu Ling's throat, and his bewitching face was twisted fiercely at the moment, looking particularly hideous.

From a distance, Chu Ling at this moment was bathed in raging flames. The temperature in this space soared to an extremely terrifying level in an instant.

The Yanlong clan was born with the ability to control flames, and its essence naturally contained the power of raging flames. Devouring the blood of the flame dragon essence is tantamount to setting oneself on fire. That kind of pain, if you don't experience it yourself, is absolutely unimaginable.

Leng Wuxian in the distance stared at Chu Ling with a nervous face, his fists clenched tightly, and there was a look of worry in his eyes that could not be concealed. Even though they were far away, he could still feel the fiery fluctuations that even made his heart palpitate.

But Leng Wuxian knew that the current Chu Ling could only rely on himself, and outsiders couldn't help him at all. So he could only pray in his heart, hoping that Chu Ling would be able to survive this hurdle.

Chu Ling's hands held the Flame Dragon Dragon Horn tightly, and dragon-shaped qi and blood spurted out of it, and it was continuously swallowed into his body by the Spirit of the War Dragon. The Spirit of the War Dragon and Chu Ling coexisted as one, and it devoured the essence blood of the Flame Dragon, which would be directly fed back into Chu Ling's body.

At this moment, Chu Ling's skin all over his body showed signs of melting under the scorching flames. Before the blood could flow out, it was evaporated by the terrifying heat. The sharp pain that even the internal organs seemed to be burned to ashes, making Chu Ling's vision distorted and blurred for a while.

But even so, Chu Ling still didn't let go. In his eyes, there was an almost crazy color rushing out. The kind of innate ruthlessness and stubbornness that is rooted in his bones makes Chu Ling never choose to give up.

In the distance, Leng Wuxian looked at Chu Ling from afar, and the look in his eyes was extremely complicated, with distress, relief, admiration and approval.

Chu Ling was personally brought out by him from the blood domain, and he had already figured out the character of this young man. From that weak self-cultivation realm, all the way to the point where he is now, Chu Ling has paid too many hardships that ordinary people can't imagine for this. Therefore, Leng Wuxian believes that Chu Ling will definitely be able to overcome this hurdle.

This teenager has a tenacity and madness that almost everyone else has. No matter what kind of difficulties stand in the way, he will eventually be trampled under his feet and turn over!

"Chu Ling, I believe in you, you will not fail. In the near future, the entire Flood Desolate Ancient Domain will be shrouded in your dazzling light, and even one day, I believe that you will definitely stand at the peak of the Xuantian Great World, overlooking all living beings!"

Time passed, Chu Ling's face was already pale and almost transparent, and his body was crumbling, like a candle in the wind, but those eyes were getting brighter and brighter. Like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Chu Ling's mind sank into his body, and he could clearly see that among the many meridians in his body, dragon-shaped flames were frantically shuttling among them. And with this shuttle, his meridians, bones, and flesh and blood all over his body seemed to be slowly but surely undergoing a kind of transformation.

Chu Ling closed his eyes, as if he had forgotten the severe pain that made him unbearable, and entered a mysterious state of selflessness and aspect. At that moment, there was a strange energy in the surrounding heaven and earth, turning into strands of transparent silk threads and burrowing into his body.

That kind of energy is the power of heaven!

And with the influx of heavenly power, the indescribable fury and scorching heat immediately weakened significantly. A feeling of intoxicating comfort swells all over the body. Chu Ling's originally extremely pale face also regained a trace of blood.

In his hands, the Yanlong Dragon Horn was still spewing majestic blood, and the Spirit of the War Dragon was retracting its body, entrenching Chu Ling in it.

Gradually, a huge blood-colored egg gradually took shape. On the surface of the giant egg, there is a dragon inscription. And when the dragon pattern blood egg was completely formed, above the heavenly dome, a huge dazzling silver thunderbolt suddenly roared down and slashed down on it.