This time, Lan Ling's soul really left his body.
Of course, it was not completely separated from his body, but like a kite, there was a string firmly connecting his body and soul.
His soul poured into the mirror of the Demon God's relic.
His body was still outside the mirror.
Suddenly, Lan Ling felt that he had split into two.
His soul entered the world inside the mirror. It was a magnificent hall, hundreds of thousands of square meters, dark and magnificent.
At the top of the hall sat a supreme King of Darkness.
Of course, this Dark Devil King was just a blurry shadow, the only thing that could be clearly seen were its two eyes, which were like green flames.
It was hundreds of meters high, like a mountain.
It was incomparably majestic, incomparably terrifying, incomparably powerful, as if it was the ruler of heaven and earth. In front of it, Lan Ling was really like an ant.
This Dark Devil King was fake, it was the energy body of the Demon God's relic.
Countless years ago, the Demon God King had passed by this place and accidentally stared at this mirror, leaving a blurry reflection in the mirror.
Then, this mirror had a life of its own. Later, one after another, people passed by this mirror, making it learn greed, cunning, despicable, and so on.
As a result, it had its own thoughts.
It regarded itself as the Dark Devil King, the supreme King of Darkness.
It even used its powerful spiritual energy to envelop a piece of land, treating it as its own territory. At its strongest, it had a radius of hundreds of miles, but now, as its energy continued to weaken, it only had a radius of a hundred miles.
After having its own territory, it still needed its own people.
Therefore, he used his mental strength to create a beautiful illusion. From the outside, one day here was like a season. It was either spring, flowers bloomed, or it was covered in snow.
It attracted group after group of barbarians to come and take risks.
And some of these people died, and the minds of others were completely captured by it, becoming its people.
Then, this mirror called the wind and summoned the rain in its own world, playing the role of the King of Darkness, the supreme ruler.
It said that for thousands of years, only Dragon Emperor and Lan Ling had climbed the tens of thousands of meters of the pyramid and came before it.
These words were half true and half false, because every person who entered the Ghost Domain World had a different objective.
For example, Lan Ling and the Dragon Emperor wanted to devour the Demonic God's ruins to obtain great power. Therefore, they entered a pyramid that was tens of thousands of meters tall. They had to make a difficult and dangerous journey.
Some people entered the Ghost Domain World just because they wanted a warm home, delicious food, enchanting beauties, and so on.
Therefore, the Mirror Devil King's method of capturing the Barbarian's mind was different.
However … now, Lan Ling actually wanted to destroy his world. How could this be?
It had been the King of Darkness for countless years, and no one could destroy it.
…
In the world within the mirror, within the Demon King's Hall.
Lan Ling was only a kilometer away from the Mirror Demon King.
If the so-called Darkness Demon King was just a ball of light outside, then it was incomparably real in the mirror world.
The flames in its eyes, the horns on its head, the scales and barbs on its body, and the claws on its hands were all extremely real.
However, the overall appearance was a little blurry.
That was because when the real Demon King passed by here, the image left behind was originally very blurry.
And the mirror couldn't fill up the Demon King's image with its own imagination, so the body it transformed was real and blurry.
"Insignificant human, you actually want to challenge the supreme Darkness Demon King in my plane. It's really ridiculous …" The Mirror Demon King sneered.
Its voice was incomparably majestic, as if the entire hall was trembling.
However, it sounded a little fake and a little humming.
Lan Ling said with a smile: "Back then, when the real Demon King passed by here and looked at your mirror, he should have left behind a sigh. Then, you actually used this sigh to evolve into various intonations. It's very unnatural! "
As soon as these words came out, the Mirror Demon King said furiously: "I am the Demon King, I am the real Darkness Demon King, I am the master of this world!"
Lan Ling said with a smile: "Then come and kill me, crush me!"
The flames in the Mirror Demon King's eyes suddenly trembled, and then it sneered: "To kill an ant like you, do I, the dignified Demon King, need to personally take action? Come, execute this lowly human by a thousand cuts! "
"Yes!" There was a chorus of voices.
Then, thousands of people poured in from outside the hall.
There were all kinds of barbarians, many races.
Every one of them wore a variety of bright armor and weapons, and every one of them was awe-inspiring.
These people were the barbarians who were held captive by the Mirror Demon King all year round. They became the people of the Mirror Demon King and played the game of dominating in this world.
At the same time, in the world outside the mirror.
Thousands of barbarians rushed to the top of the mountain, surrounding Lan Ling's real body.
However, in the real world, these barbarians were all dressed in rags, some were even naked, and each of them was skinny.
Obviously, these barbarians lived a luxurious life in the spiritual illusion, but in the real world, their lives were very miserable.
But fortunately, everyone was at least very clean, almost spotless.
"Kill!" The Demon King in the mirror roared.
In the mirror, the barbarians with bright armor and mighty weapons madly attacked Lan Ling in the mirror.
In the real world, the barbarians in rags, holding wooden sticks and stones, attacked Lan Ling.
Lan Ling fell into a chaotic battle!
"Swish …" He suddenly pulled out the big sword on his back.
This big sword was always there, but after entering the illusion, Lan Ling's body was destroyed in various ways, and this big sword also disappeared. In fact, it was always on his back.
"Swish swish swish …"
Lan Ling began to kill!
In the hall in the mirror, countless gorgeous armors were torn apart, and blood splattered.
In the real world outside the mirror, barbarians were beheaded one after another.
… …
Were there any experts among the people held captive by the Mirror Demon King?
Yes, but very few!
Because almost all the experts were dead!
First of all, most of the people who entered the Ghost Domain World were desperate exiles, trying to find a place to stay in this Ghost Domain World.
And the experts who entered the Ghost Domain World only had one goal, that is, power and treasures.
Therefore, after entering the Ghost Domain World, what they faced were all terrifying trial illusions.
For example, when Lan Ling came in, it was a tens of thousands of meters pyramid, spring, summer, autumn, and winter, four doors, full of incomparable danger.
Once you die in this dangerous illusion, you are really dead.
Because a person's spirit and brain region think that you are dead, then you are dead.
Lan Ling was different, in his mind, he could be resurrected, so every time he died, he could be resurrected.
Therefore, most of the experts who entered the Ghost Domain World died.
Moreover, people with strong cultivation base, spiritual force and willpower were very strong, not easy to be deceived, and over time, they could discover the falseness of this illusion.
Therefore, most of the barbarians captured by the Mirror Demon King were barbarians with low spiritual force.
… …
In the world inside the mirror, Lan Ling's spiritual force was slaughtering crazily.
In the world outside the mirror, Lan Ling's real body was slaughtering crazily.
While killing, he pounced forward, bit the barbarian's neck, and sucked blood crazily.
And every time this happened, countless barbarians would surround Lan Ling's body with wooden sticks and stones.
However, Lan Ling had a Golden Demon Body, and these wounds were healed in an instant.
He slaughtered crazily and sucked blood crazily.
His power was constantly devouring, and the killing was endless.
The weakest enemies were at the forefront.
Towards the end, the barbarians Lan Ling encountered finally had higher and higher martial arts.
At this time, what was Lan Ling's cultivation base? He didn't know, maybe he was a Demon Warrior!
This was because everything that had happened in the illusion was fake, including the so-called increase in cultivation in the heat and the increase in cultivation in the cold.
But now, along with the killing, along with sucking blood, his cultivation increase was real.
When Lan Ling killed half of the barbarians that rushed up.
The cultivation base of the barbarians in front had already surpassed the fourth rank.
This barbarian's cultivation base was not even half of Lan Ling's, but he still crazily slaughtered one with each sword.
Moreover, he didn't immediately kill them, but before they died, he bit their necks and sucked their blood crazily.
Waving the huge sword that weighed a few hundred kilograms, Lan Ling slaughtered tirelessly, and slashed tirelessly.
Two hours!
Four hours!
Six hours!
Eight hours!
If it was anyone else, they would have already died countless times.
If it was anyone else, they would have long been exhausted and would be at the mercy of others.
But every time Lan Ling slaughtered, he would crazily suck blood.
Previously, he sucked the blood of wild beasts, but this time, he sucked the blood of the barbarians.
Every time he sucked blood, in the frenzied battle, it would continuously transform into real power.
Uncle Suo Mo said that after breaking through to Demon Warrior, simple and direct hellish training was no longer useful. The best training was actual combat, accompanied by killing and bloody combat.
And right now, Lan Ling was undergoing a trial of massacre, a trial of actual combat.
He didn't know fatigue at all. The more he killed, the fiercer he became, and the more he killed, the crazier he became.
Moreover, he had to thank the Mirror Demon King for creating the hierarchy.
In the Mirror Demon King's empire, the hierarchy was incomparably clear. The one with the lowest cultivation base had the lowest status, and in battle, they would always be the first to charge.
Only after the people with low cultivation base had all died, would the people with high cultivation base rush up.
Therefore, when Lan Ling was slaughtering and fighting, those with high cultivation base would only watch coldly from the back.
…
Ten hours, twelve hours!
Twenty four hours.
Two days and two nights!
Three days and three nights!
Lan Ling had completely entered a frenzied trial of massacre. He had completely turned into a butcher.
Fighting was a trial, and sucking blood was energy.
The blood he sucked continuously turned into his body's own power during the battle.
Moreover, because the energy from sucking blood far exceeded the energy consumed during the battle. Therefore, no matter how serious his injuries were, he could recover in an instant.
In these few days and nights of massacre, Lan Ling did not know how many times he had been slashed by others.
Without the energy from sucking blood, even if he had a Golden Demon Body, even if he had a Golden Bloodline, he would have long been turned into minced meat.
At this time, whether it was the illusion of the palace in the mirror or the mountain top in reality, there were corpses everywhere, and the mountain top was almost dyed red with blood.
Countless broken limbs and corpses piled up like mountains.
Lan Ling did not know how many thousands of people he had killed, nor how many people's blood he had sucked.
In short, he clearly felt that his spirit was getting stronger and stronger, his cultivation base was getting stronger and stronger, and his strength was getting greater and greater.
Not to mention that there was no fatigue, under the crazy slaughter, his blood was almost singing and boiling, and he was extremely excited.
He could clearly feel that his cultivation base was skyrocketing, but he did not know exactly how much it had skyrocketed!
…
After killing for four days and four nights!
Lan Ling was less than a hundred meters away from the Mirror Demon King.
There were still thirty-three people, blocking in front of Lan Ling and the Mirror Demon King.
The thousands of people that Lan Ling had just slaughtered were the Mirror Demon King's Demon Soldiers, and the thirty-three people in front of him were the Mirror Demon King's Demon Generals!
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