Chapter 408

(When we finished coding yesterday, it was already one o'clock in the morning and the internet was out of order, so there was no update. Today, I will work harder and don't talk much nonsense, and I will update thousands of times!)

"Dong Xiang, we will live here for a while next."

Ye Ling felt guilty about Dong Xiang. When Dong Xiang was with him, she seemed to have never been stable...

Feng Ruolin might even come again. It was really annoying. While recovering his strength, Ye Ling also began to think about how to stimulate his potential faster.

Because he needs stronger strength to protect the life Dong Xiang wants!

Sure enough, without a goal, there is no motivation. Ye Ling is eager to become stronger now, and it is best to become a true god, become immortal, and become no one dares to mess with!

Now, Ye Ling finally remembered the purpose of staying in the school city, to collect information about becoming a true god.

Well, now I think too much about everything else is unnecessary. All the foundation must be based on Ye Ling's recovery of strength...

Even if the soul is so strong that Ye Ling, the recovery ability of mental energy will be improved when sleeping, that is, without subjective consciousness.

So Ye Ling hugged Dong Xiang and fell asleep early, cough cough, although she refused at first—

“Um…”

Ye Ling tightened the thing he was holding in his arms, and felt a coldness in the place where his skin touched, which made his mind suddenly wake up.

"What's this?"

Ye Ling woke up and found that what he was holding in his arms was not Dong Xiang, but a sword and a dark red ancient sword!

"Where is Dong Xiang?"

Ye Ling's palm unknowingly held the hilt of the sword, and supported his other hand on the mattress. He looked around and looked for Dong Xiang's figure.

"Um……"

Part of the bed sheets that Ye Ling was asleep felt a little wet and a little sticky. Ye Ling raised his palm and looked at it. A faint smell of blood suddenly poured into his nose. The wet palms were bright red and extremely dazzling.

"Blood?"

Why did blood appear on Ye Ling's bed? This is completely impossible! Wait, this is, Dong Xiang?!

Ye Ling's consciousness suddenly came to his senses, and Dong Xiang was lying beside him, her chest was stabbed by a sword tip. The blood on the bed was pouring out of her heart, so that the two of them were in a pool of blood.

"Dong Xiang...No?!!"

Ye Ling looked at his sword-holding hand and inserted this fatal weapon into Dong Xiang's heart. He suddenly felt that his world had collapsed. A lot of negative emotions such as fear and self-blame suddenly grew in his heart, and suddenly rose to an extreme.

The thought of destruction began to circulate in his mind, making Ye Ling want to destroy the world, destroy everything, and even himself want to destroy it!

“…”

The sleeping Ye Ling suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat. It is hard to imagine that after becoming a demigod, Ye Ling would actually experience such a low-level physiological reaction.

At the first moment, Ye Ling looked at him nervously. Dong Xiang was sleeping in the bed, and there was no magic sword that brought about an unknown one in his hand.

While breathing a sigh of relief, Ye Ling's face became serious. Although it was just a dream, this dream was extremely real, which made him feel deeply uneasy.

Not to mention anything else. Just his dreaming is already a sign that makes people care about.

Turning his head to look at Dong Xiang, he saw a worried expression on this carefree face, his brows frowned tightly, as if he was also trapped in a nightmare.

Gently touched Dong Xiang's cheek, Ye Ling's gentle movements seemed to eliminate fear, making her frown slightly relax.

Some of his mental power was restored to form a layer of protective shield beside Dong Xiang. Ye Ling opened the door of the villa, carefully identified it, and slowly disappeared into this huge forest.

Now Ye Ling is very sure that this dream must have been tampered with, and he also found clues.

The bastard who made him dream left his breath, perhaps intentional, or inadvertently, no matter what the situation is, Ye Ling will go there for a while. He doesn't want to bear the pain of losing Dong Xiang again.

Also, that sword... the sword that appeared in the dream was exactly the same as the phantom of the evil object that Ye Ling accidentally led out!

If the breath left deliberately by this cup was not sensed, Ye Ling might think that this was a sequelae of using that power, but now this situation is obviously not the case.

Along this obvious breath, Ye Ling quickly walked through this forest where there were almost no roads.

"Buzz!"

A sound of a domineering sword suddenly came from the sky covered by the shade of trees, and everything became dark red in sight!

The trees were low and the earth was trembling. Everything seemed to have encountered the supreme king, shocked by this aura and shook it low and trembled, expressing its respect.

The magic sword that appeared in Ye Ling's dream fell straight from the sky, and fell in front of Ye Ling with the supreme domineering aura.

The dark red sword tip that was clicked on the ground was quietly burning with black magic flames. The plants, trees, bamboos and stones within a radius of dozens of kilometers turned into ashes silently, turning into a dark red cracked dead domain.

The magic sword shrouded in the black fire was floating quietly, and the void seemed to be ineligible to bear its arrival. It was burned and twisted continuously, refracting the light into a darker and stranger way, showing its power in a random way.

A trace of greed flashed in Ye Ling's eyes. This magic sword almost exuded a powerful aura visible to the naked eye, and it was absolutely in a state of unparalleled power. He found Ye Ling himself!

"Just pick it up, you can gain invincible power, the time and space planning bureau, the Chaos Bell, and the True God, you can all kill with one sword..."

Ye Ling was wandering in his mind, and had forgotten his original intention and reached out to grab the magic sword.

"wrong!"

When Ye Ling's fingertips touched the hilt of the sword and were shrouded in dark flames, the negative emotions in his heart exploded like a volcano erupting, almost annihilated his consciousness!

The weakness of mental power greatly reduced Ye Ling's resistance to such confusing abilities, and he was almost turned into a sword slave by the magic sword!

At the critical moment, some memory fragments suddenly surged out from Ye Ling's soul. Just as the magic sword was about to fully control him, the scene of the magic sword killing him suddenly appeared in front of him!

His eyes became clear in an instant, and Ye Ling's fingers seemed to touch a cactus, and quickly shrank back with a reflex, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

"This sword will confuse the holder's mind and lure the sword holder to continue to kill. The more he kills, the stronger his power will be. He has already killed the true god once and has completely possessed the power to threaten the true god."

Somehow, such information appeared in Ye Ling's mind, and the bottom line of this murderous object became clearer. This was an absolute sword of killing!

"Get out of speed, what do you mean?"

Ye Ling is now completely unaffected by this magic sword. His mind is very normal, and his eyes are wandering in this empty area, looking for something.

Unfortunately, after a long time, there was no response. Ye Ling stood silly in front of the magic sword that was quietly burning with black fire.

"Hurry up, although I didn't notice you, my intuition has been sensed. If I don't come out, I will leave."

After saying that, Ye Ling really left without looking back, without any nostalgia, as if this magic sword with the most powerful power did not exist at all.

“Pick it up and you can get everything you want, why not refuse?”

A sound that sounds ordinary, without any strangeness, is extremely dull, just like a passing irrelevant masses, with a public face. No matter which world or scene, it is the kind of person who is so good and passes by an unrelated masses.

However, judging from the calm magic sword that immediately trembled and emitted an extremely powerful aura, this young man who had just appeared was not an ordinary soy sauce party.

"It's you!"
Chapter completed!