C7

The berserk body tempering technique caused Ye Ling to lose consciousness.

After being rescued by the hidden guards, Ye Ling was arranged to rest in the inner room.

At the moment, Ye Ling's condition was very strange. His consciousness was not asleep, but he could not wake up no matter what.

"What is this?" Suddenly, Ye Ling's eyes lit up, the green light aura filled his eyes.

The ditches in all directions crisscrossed each other, forming many scales.

Instantly, Ye Ling understood that he was probably in the kaiyuan armor's internal space.

Looking out from the bottom of the kaiyuan armor, the depths of the kaiyuan armor seemed to be endless, countless bright light spots dotted the surface, like stars in the sky.

Suddenly, the clear light in front of Ye Ling's eyes flashed, and strands of Spirit Qi seemed to have been compressed strongly, forming a visible form. There were even some Spirit Qi that had accumulated together, and actually dripped out a drop of green Spirit Liquid.

This was the manifestation of the extremely dense spiritual energy.

"Such dense spirit energy! Good, good, good!" This time, the loss of consciousness was a blessing in disguise. The Kun Peng Swallows the Heavens, Tun Tun swallows it! "

Ye Ling was overjoyed, and immediately activated a secret technique, absorbing the spirit energy at a crazy rate.

The reason why he had fainted before was because of the depletion of his spiritual energy. Now, there was so much spiritual energy hidden in this secret. This was simply an unbreakable and unstoppable reality.

Buzz buzz ?

After the huge amount of spiritual energy was absorbed, Ye Ling's soul felt a wave of comfort, and his body started trembling uncontrollably.

"The bottleneck of the Martial Disciple no longer exists! "Explode for me!" Ye Ling's soul was circulating fiercely, waves after waves of mysterious and crazy changes to his body.

Instantly, the cultivation of his fleshly body increased by leaps and bounds.

the third level of Martial Disciple, the fourth level of Martial Disciple ?

The shackles that were as firm as steel plates in the eyes of an ordinary cultivator were but a thin layer of paper in Ye Ling's eyes.

Bang! Spirit Qi danced crazily, and in the end, Ye Ling's cultivation level stopped at the Seventh Heavenly Layer of Martial Disciple!

Ye Ling suddenly opened his eyes, a brilliant light bursting out.

Ye Ling, who was at the third level of Martial Disciple, had battle power that was nearing the seventh level of Martial Disciple. Now that he had reached the seventh level of Martial Disciple, how strong should he be? Could it be possible to resist martial cultivator?

Just as Ye Ling was thinking about how he should test his battle power, suddenly, a sound of "suo suo suo" came from outside the door. It sounded like a man was cursing, and it was mixed with the crisp sound of a slap.

Instantly, Ye Ling's face darkened, he got up and bellowed: Who is it!

"Young Lord, quickly leave! Run! Someone wants to deal with you! " A Attendant came in hurriedly, his tone anxious.

"Shut up!" Ye Ling frowned: "This is the Ye Family, I am a Young Lord of the Ye Family, who is this arrogant?"

"Yes ?" He was Elder Ye Heng's eldest son, Ye Jun. This person is a genius of the Ye Family, he has been cultivating in the Immortal Cloud Sect for the past two days and has just returned.

The Attendant was anxious and flustered: "Young Lord is leaving quickly, this Ye Jun is extremely powerful, I am afraid only the Patriarch can control him, if there is any mishap in Young Lord today, this servant will not be able to take responsibility!"

"What?" The eldest son of the stupid old Ye Heng? " When Ye Ling heard his uncle's name, killing intent exploded in his eyes. He stepped forward and pushed the Attendant away and sneered: "What Ye Family's genius is not a genius, my Ye Family does not have this kind of disobedient genius! Don't worry, today I will definitely give you guys justice. You want to beat up my Ye Ling? "None at all!"

With that, Ye Ling pushed open the door and walked out in big strides.

Outside the door, a well-dressed young man was twisting his neck and making muffled 'ka ka ka ka' sounds.

In front of him was a bunch of Attendant s blocking his way.

"Young Master Jun, you can't enter!" Although the group of servants and guards looked troubled, their attitude was exceptionally hard.

"Shut up! Who do you think you are? You dare to talk to me like that? Hurry up and call that brat Ye Ling out. When I was at Immortal Cloud Sect, I heard that the Ye Family gave birth to such an unskilled playboy. Today, I will teach that son of his a lesson on behalf of Ye Feng! "

Ye Jun raised his head high, holding onto the sword sheath with one hand, he sneered: "I will count to three, quickly retreat, otherwise I will not hesitate to kill a few dog slaves!"

"Ye Jun, if you dare to attack, I'll make sure you never return!"

At this moment, a voice exploded like thunder. The ears of the slaves in the surroundings rang with a buzzing sound.

Ye Jun's face darkened. As he lifted his head, he saw a rather thin figure walking over, step by step.

"You are Ye Ling, the guy who harmed my younger brother in the Eternal Town Family's forbidden area?" Ye Jun's face twitched twice. "You actually dare to say such words, you are indeed a well-deserved playboy! "Alright, alright, alright. With those words of yours just now, I will definitely teach you how to be a good person!"

"Was it him who hit you?" Ye Ling acted as if he did not hear the question, and walked over to the Attendant who was covering his face and asked in a low voice.

The Attendant looked at Ye Jun with a fearful gaze, then looked at Ye Ling, and in the end, nodded his head.

"Very good!" Ye Ling laughed coldly: "Don't cry so much! How can anyone bully my, Ye Ling's people? Now that he has given you a slap, go and give him a slap! "

Ah!" Attendant was stunned, "I ? Young Lord... I don't dare.

"If I tell you to go up, then go up!" Ye Ling sneered, pushed with his hand, and a powerful zhenqi broke out from his body, instantly throwing Attendant out like a marionette.

Attendant cried out in alarm. He was only at the second level of Martial Disciple, but after being penetrated by the zhenqi, he actually possessed immense power.

"You're courting death!" Ye Jun's eyes flashed with killing intent, he cut out with his sword.

In his eyes, Ye Ling was just a playboy, yet he was manipulating an ordinary slave and wanted to deal with him. Wasn't this simply courting death?

"Four Seasons Sword Art!" The feeling of spring was endless! The scorching sun was high in the sky! The late autumn forest photo! and freeze everything within a thousand miles! " As Ye Jun roared, he fiercely slashed four Sword Qi s out.

Shua shua shua! The four auras had arrived in unison and were extremely sharp. This was clearly an extremely profound sword technique!

"Even a grain of rice is shining?" Ye Ling sneered, and suddenly clasped his hands together.

Correspondingly, the servants that charged in front also clasped their hands together.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! The berserk Sword Qi was fiercely crushed together in that instant, and it released a muffled sound before ultimately disappearing without a trace.

"How is this possible ?" Ye Jun could not help but stare wide-eyed.

"Go!" Ye Ling waved his hand again, and the servant's body moved!

Swish!

His movement speed was so fast that it left only an afterimage in the air, as if he was a ghost.

The servant quickly stepped in front of Ye Jun, and then everyone heard a crisp sound!

Pow! Ye Jun, a red palm mark instantly appeared on Young Master Ye's face. It was the slap of the servant.

"Thank you, Young Lord, for fulfilling my wish!" The servant knelt down hard towards Ye Ling, kowtowing to him heavily, tears shining down from his eyes.

The surrounding servants were also dumbstruck. No one would have thought that Ye Ling was actually so tyrannical, just that he had the body of a zhenqi and actually slapped the genius of the Ye Family, Ye Jun, across the face.

Ye Jun was stunned, in the next moment, endless humiliation surged through his mind, he raised his head, and his eyes turned red: "You dare hit me! How audacious! How audacious! Ye Ling, I want you dead! "

Ye Jun roared, the zhenqi around him exploded, faintly solidifying into an eighth stage barrier, revealing his identity as a eighth stage Martial Disciple.

Crack

But before he could fully release his cultivation base, he heard a muffled sound, and the zhenqi around his body actually began to crack inch by inch.

Ye Ling opened his big hands, and in that instant, the zhenqi flew out explosively.

"What's going on!" Ye Jun stared at Ye Ling with wide eyes: "You are not Ye Ling, how can Ye Ling be so powerful?"

"Quack quack quack!" Ye Ling sneered, he waved his hand, and instantly, Ye Jun wailed in pain, his entire body was flung out, his face was red and swollen, like a pig's head.

"A mere eighth stage Martial Disciple is worth your arrogance? Hurry up and get out of here, or else I'll beat you up every time I see you! "

Hearing that, Ye Jun's mind was startled, and at the moment, he could no longer care about his dignity as a genius, and immediately ran out.

"The Young Lord is invincible!" Seeing the previously arrogant and prideful Ye Jun running away in such a sorry state, all the guards and servants kneeled down in unison.

At the Ye Family's training field, a group of hidden guards were busy training.

As the ruler of the Young Lord, Ye Ling could even train himself to death, so what reason did the guards not work hard to train him?

At least for now, the dark guards were not dissatisfied at all.

A rough bearded big fellow stood beside Ye Ling, it was Xiao An.

"You have made great progress recently, you are actually already a seventh stage Martial Disciple. I have seen countless geniuses in the royal family, but no heaven can compare to you." Xiao An looked at Ye Ling, shocked.

"Let's not talk about this first." Ye Ling waved his hand and pointed to the hidden guards who were busy training below, "Old Xiao, you are the captain of the imperial guards, how about you take a look at the training here?"

Hearing that, Xiao An squinted his eyes and stared for a while, then nodded his head: "The training intensity is enough, but this kind of training program only focuses on the individual, there is no teamwork, so I think it's still a bit loose."

"Then how about we let you manage this small team first?"

"Oh?" Xiao An's eyes lit up. He could also tell that the hidden guards here were all elites, good seedlings: "I have taken your face, and am naturally willing to help you. It's just that these kids might not necessarily be convinced by me."

"It's fine."

Regarding this, Ye Ling was not the least bit worried. Forget about others, as long as Xiao An could display the strength of his martial cultivator, these secret guards would definitely not even fart.

"Young Lord! The clan head wants you to head over now! " Just then, a Attendant ran over.

"..."

"Ling'er, are you alright? How did your cultivation soar so much, could it be that you have been possessed by a demon?" Ye Feng had a face full of concern.

An increase in cultivation was not strange, but an increase like Ye Ling's, was just too unbelievable. It was no wonder that Ye Feng thought of possessing a demon.

"Daddy, Wu You." Ye Ling nodded his head stably: "I was unconscious and my soul had left my body, but by chance, I met with the remnant spirit of a Holy Demon, and was able to guide me in cultivation, and even accepted me as your disciple, which is why my cultivation has increased so much."

Ye Ling had already thought of the reason a long time ago, if not he would be viewed as a strange existence with his rapid growth in cultivation and endless profound arts.

Ye Ling was a supreme sage realm demon to begin with, and now that he added oil to the fire, they complemented each other.

Sure enough, Ye Feng's face lit up as he hurriedly said in a low voice: "Ling'er, I never thought that you would have this kind of opportunity. However, this secret is enough to make you bleed and float on the oars."

Ye Ling nodded, feeling warm in his heart.

Ye Feng glanced at Ye Ling from head to toe, and was gratified: "Good, good, good, Martial Disciple's seventh level, I can take charge of myself in this small Dongyu City. Ling'er, from now on, you have to focus on your cultivation, be on guard against arrogance and impatience, only with martial cultivator can you be considered as a real person."

"Your son will remember that."

The father and son duo chatted in the secret room for a long time. No one knew what they had actually said, but after seeing Ye Ling come out, they immediately went into seclusion.

A month later, Ye Ling came out of seclusion, and the zhenqi around his body had already disappeared without a trace.

"Report!" Patriarch's secret letter! " Just as Ye Ling was about to push open the door, a dark guard appeared, covered in dust.