When Ling Xiao broke through, the power of the Royal Heaven Earth continuously flowed into his limbs and bones, complementing the effects of the Blood Spirit Pill.
In addition, he recovered after breaking through.
At that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.
He broke through!
He also recovered!
He directly advanced from the late stage of the Seventh Level of Hell to the early stage of the Eighth Level of Hell!
The combat power of the Eighth Level of Hell was dozens of times higher than the Seventh Level of Hell.
At that moment, Ling Xiao was like a giant beast that could swallow the sky and destroy the sea, releasing an aura that could destroy the world.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
Two terrifying bolts of lightning shot out from his eyes, piercing through the clouds in the sky.
Wind and lightning surged.
The sky changed color.
Lin Ruoxian was astonished by his strength.
However, An Po was terrified.
Ling Xiao benefited from the disaster. Not only did he not die, but he also refined the Black Death Demonic Poison. Coupled with the large amount of potential in his body, he made a huge breakthrough in his cultivation.
At the same time, An Po had also regained his peak strength.
However, he did not dare to fight again.
Before Ling Xiao broke through, he could not suppress Ling Xiao. Instead, he was beaten to the point that he had to give up his strongest body.
Now that Ling Xiao had broken through, how could he still have a chance of winning?
He turned and fled in fear.
He did not want to stay here for a second longer.
However, Ling Xiao only looked at him indifferently. His expression was cold, and his gaze was indifferent as if there was no killing intent.
However, An Po knew very well that he could not kill Ling Xiao just now. Now that Ling Xiao had recovered and broken through, he would definitely kill An Po.
What was dignity?
What was dignity?
He had escaped from Ling Xiao once, and he did not mind escaping again today.
Unfortunately, Ling Xiao would not give him the chance.
"I spared your life on a whim, but I did not expect you to not be grateful and want to kill me instead.
If not for my strong foundation, I would have been killed by you. Do you really think I will let this happen again?
The Wolf Travels a Thousand Miles — — Lightning Wolf! "
Ling Xiao's body turned into a flash of lightning and appeared behind An Po in an instant. No matter how fast An Po was, he could not outrun the wolf.
"Damn it, why did I provoke him?
Why?
This guy's cultivation speed was so fast, and his improvement was godly. So many people wanted to kill him, but they couldn't.
He's naturally a person with great fortune. Going against him is simply courting death!
It's too late now. "
An Po was annoyed.
If he had not made an enemy out of Ling Xiao, he would have been the strongest person in the Eight Immortals County.
In the future, he might be able to live a carefree life as an ancestor of the dark race.
However, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
The lightning behind him had already caused his body to feel waves of piercing pain. He knew that he was finished.
He could only desperately shout, "Help!"
A figure descended from the sky. This person's cultivation was even stronger than An Po's. He had reached the middle stage of the eighth level of Hell.
He was dressed in black and wore a black scarf. Obviously, he did not want others to recognize his face.
"Young man, where it's possible to let people off, you should spare them. He didn't kill you, but helped you to break through. Why don't you spare his life?"
The black-clothed man was very arrogant. He spoke to Ling Xiao in an arrogant tone.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me like this?"
At this moment, even if God was standing in front of Ling Xiao, he would not be able to stop him from killing An Po.
Although the black-clothed man was strong, he was nothing in Su Mo's eyes.
"Young man, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Please let him go because I think highly of you. Don't force me to do it!"
The black-clothed man was obviously angry, but his arrogant tone was still there.
However, at the moment he said those words, a cold light flashed across his eyes.
He suddenly felt that his head was separated from his body.
He felt cold at the bottom of his neck.
He was horrified to see his body standing there shakily.
"I'm dead?"
The black-clothed man lost his life in a daze. Even at the moment of his death, he still did not understand how Ling Xiao did it.
"It's your turn, An Po. Even if God is here, he won't be able to help you!"
Ling Xiao's sword cut off the black-clothed man's head and pierced An Po's throat.
The terrifying lightning pierced An Po's Spiritual Sea.
This time, An Po could no longer transfer his soul to another body.
"Monster!"
In his final struggle, An Po yelled out these two words in horror.
"You're right. I'm a monster. I specialize in killing bastards like you!
Soul Capture! "
The Four-leaf Demonic Eyes released a strange demonic light. From An Po's Spiritual Sea, Ling Xiao obtained the information he wanted.
"Soul Capture! Let your power become my power! "
At that moment, all of An Po's cultivation was integrated into Ling Xiao's body.
This guy was indeed a martial artist at the early stage of the eighth level of Hell in Yin-Yang Transformation.
Just Soul Capture alone was enough to increase Ling Xiao's cultivation by 40%.
"What a pity. That guy died too quickly."
Soul Capture could only be used on the living. It had no effect on the dead. The martial artist at the middle stage of the eighth level of Hell in Yin-Yang Transformation was already dead. He could not use this move at all.
However, Ling Xiao was not greedy.
He could not overdo it by relying on Soul Capture to increase his combat power. He had to increase it by one stage. Then, he would train and make this combat power belong to him.
Otherwise, if too many external combat powers accumulated, it would be impossible to get rid of them. The unlucky one would be Ling Xiao himself.
After dealing with An Po, Ling Xiao heaved a sigh of relief. He had gained a lot from this battle.
However, the process was extremely thrilling.
Ling Xiao had almost walked through the gates of hell.
But fortunately, he managed to pull through.
This was the life of a martial artist.
It was absolutely impossible for a martial artist to never encounter danger on the road of martial arts.
Only after experiencing danger again and again, and then transforming, could one truly grow.
"Who sent that person just now?"
Lin Ruoxian and Moon Death walked over and asked Ling Xiao.
"It doesn't matter who sent him. What matters is that he is already dead."
Ling Xiao did not want to tell Lin Ruoxian and Moon Death the truth. He was worried that it would bring danger to the two girls.
It would also bring him trouble.
He found out from An Po's Spirit Sea that the mastermind of this assassination was Chen Canglan of Jihyun Of Silla.
As for the reason, he knew very well.
However, he did not intend to expose it. He would pretend that he did not know anything for now.
After all, with his current strength, he was still unable to fight against Jihyun Of Silla.
Sooner or later, he would take revenge. For now, he would make use of Jihyun Of Silla's connections and power. This would make him safer in the Chen Kingdom.
"Let's go. It's time to go back."
Ling Xiao hid some secrets in his heart. He brought Lin Ruoxian and Moon Death back to Eight Immortal Mountain.
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