The old man surnamed Cheng was killed by one blow. The sea that escaped by luck Wangu was now running in a hurry like a stray dog, trying to stay away from Yang Kai.

Yang Kai glanced at him lightly. Before he could move, the giant sword that killed the old man named Cheng turned into a rope. He caught up with the sea like a maggot. No matter how he escaped, he could not dodge and was tied up directly.

Yang Kai hooked his hand, and the rope that bound the sea forever dragged him back spiritually.

"Is this the Youtian Lock?" Yang Kai asked the saint of the Nine Heavens Holy Land again.

"kindness!"

"Interesting, why did I suddenly become proficient in these soul skills?" Yang Kai looked at her suspiciously, "And, my spiritual power seems to have become much stronger. What have you done to me?"

"Can you talk about these later?" The saint's eyes flashed, and he didn't want to answer.

Yang Kai nodded slightly and did not ask.

Yang Kai had never touched the two magical and soul skills he had just used, but he was able to use these two moves freely and master the mysteries, as if he had practiced for a long time.

It is impossible for me to know this for no reason, the only explanation is the woman's hands and feet just now.

She seemed to have directly instilled these two magical skills into Yang Kai, allowing him to understand all kinds of subtleties in an instant.

Moreover, the power of spiritual consciousness displayed by Yang Kai is not very powerful. At most, it can only compete with Hai Wangu and others. However, if this saint is used, the power of the old man surnamed Cheng can be killed with one blow.

Yang Kai was full of doubts and was unhappy!

"What are you going to do with this person?" the saint asked, pointing to Hai Wangu who was tied up.

"What else can I do?" Yang Kai grinned, and the rope that tied up the sea forever suddenly burned. Amid the shrill and desperate screams, the sea forever's soul was burned to pieces, leaving no residue behind.

The entire Divine War Court was only left with Yang Kai and the Saint of the Nine Heavens Holy Land.

They looked at each other in front of each other. Under Yang Kai's staring eyes, the saint seemed a little uncomfortable and his eyes were dodging.

"What's your name?" Yang Kai asked.

"An Ling'er...whether of you?"

"Zhang San!"

An Ling'er's pretty face immediately turned green. Yang Kai's perfunctory attitude really annoyed her, but because of her identity, she could only be very angry in secret.

"You can tell me now, what did you do just now?" Yang Kai asked in a deep voice, "Your move seems very strange."

"Do you have to know?" An Ling'er gently pursed her red lips. Yang Kai nodded seriously: "If you don't figure it out, how do I know if that is harmful to me?"

"Don't worry about this, it will definitely not harm you, and I have no motivation to harm you."

"I still hope to figure it out."

"Okay!" An Ling'er took a deep breath, "Since you insisted on this, I can tell you too."

After she said this, she fell into silence, as if she was sorting out her words. After a while, she continued: "You should understand our Nine Heavens Holy Land. Every saint lord is a saint who went out to find it. We search for a suitable person through some special methods. If we pass the test, we will become the next saint lord of the holy land. As for what method to search for, please forgive me for being inconvenient to say more. I can only tell you that this is related to the martial arts I practice!"

Yang Kai nodded slightly.

"I guess you have heard of it too. Before finding the Holy Lord, he has everything he does, and his qualifications are very different. However, once he enters the holy land and becomes the Holy Lord, he will be reborn and achieve extraordinary achievements. This has a lot to do with our saints."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"We... were born as the Holy Lord's furnace! Everything we practiced and mastered was prepared for the Holy Lord. Find him, take him back to the holy land, and instill everything we have learned over the years into him. This is the value of our saint's existence. Moreover, because there is more than one saint in the holy land, the benefits that the Holy Lord can get are huge. This is why every saint has the ability to understand the sky and the earth. That is because he is not a single person practicing. Depending on the number of saints, it may be three or five people help him practice together, or seven or eight people help him practice. These people are all his furnaces and cauldrons, and the benefits they get from cultivation belong to him. In this way, it is difficult for the Holy Lord of the Holy Land to not be strong."

"So magical?" Yang Kai was shocked.

"This is the secret of the holy land, don't let me know what to do." An Ling'er warned seriously.

"Don't worry, I'm a very tight-lipped person." Yang Kai nodded and said thoughtfully: "So, the reason why I master the soul skills of your Nine Heavens Holy Land is entirely because you instilled into me what you have learned?"

"Well, what you master is what I am proficient in. The saint girl did not kill anyone before she was alive, but she could use this special way to assist the saint Lord. Moreover, the benefits we bring to the saint Lord are not only these. You also felt just now that with my assistance, your spiritual power will become stronger."

Yang Kai's expression couldn't help but become weird: "I'm not the Holy Lord, are you? How can you use it on me?"

An Ling'er sighed faintly and bit her red lips and said, "Although I don't want to admit it, you probably have the qualifications to become a Holy Lord."

"What a joke?"

"Really. I just wanted to help you improve your soul power so as to fight those two people. I didn't want to instill the idea of ​​the Holy Land magic skills in you, but I don't know why you have understood it. I ask you, how many magic skills have you just learned?"

"Those two moves!"

"Two moves are already amazing. Even with our Saint Maiden helping us enlighten, it is not so easy for the Holy Lord to understand the magic skills of the Holy Land. It is very likely that he will have to try it many times before he can fully master a certain magic skill. You can comprehend two moves in an instant, which means the problem." An Ling'er looked admiring.

Yang Kai's eyes turned: "How many magical skills have you mastered in total?"

"Nine moves!" An Ling'er smiled slightly: "Do you want to learn?"

"Whatever!" Yang Kai did not comment and showed off his appearance that he was not very interested.

"I can hand over everything I have, but there is a condition you have to promise me."

Yang Kai's face suddenly sank. He disliked others bargaining with him the most.

"When I go back to the holy land with me, I will not only help you enlighten me, but my other three sisters will work together, and you will grow up in the shortest time."

"What kind of holy lord do you want me to go back with you?" Yang Kai grinned.

"Yes! I feel that I have found a suitable candidate, although... you are a little annoying." An Ling'er said truthfully.

"Not interested!" Yang Kai smiled and shook his head slowly.

"You..." An Ling'er's round stool with an apricot eye, looked extremely surprised. Unexpectedly, Yang Kai refused so frankly.

Who doesn’t want to be the Holy Lord of the Nine Heavens Holy Land? The twenty or thirty islands occupied by these seven alliances are very lively, and there are endless warriors like a crucian carp crossing the river. Don’t you all expect the saint to fall in love with you? Once you are attracted to it, it will be a step to reach the sky!

Wherever An Ling'er went, every place was like the island here, with old and young people overcrowded.

But now, when she took the initiative to make this request, she was rejected! An Ling'er couldn't help but feel unreal, as if she was in a dream, looking at Yang Kai foolishly, unable to speak.

"If you want strength, I will practice by myself. What do you women do with the help of you?" Yang Kai sneered, "Isn't that just a soft meal?"

"Do you still not know what benefits you can get from becoming a Holy Lord?" An Ling'er frowned slightly, "Becoming a Holy Lord not only means that you will become the overlord of the world in the future, but also means that you will get things that most people will not get in their lifetime, such as wealth, reputation, status, beauty, and whatever they want!"

"Including you too?" Yang Kai looked at her evilly.

An Ling'er's expression suddenly became a little unnatural, but she nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I am the Holy Lord's furnace. Not only me, but my three sisters are the same. As long as you think, no matter what you do to us, we will not resist. You can enjoy the blessings of all the people!"

"It's very tempting!" Yang Kai licked the corner of his mouth, with a ** expression on his face, and seemed to be very moved.

"and you……"

"No!" Yang Kai sneered, changing his face faster than turning a book, and shook his head and said, "There are gains and losses. Being a Holy Lord has such great benefits. I think the price is not small, right?"

An Ling'er's pretty face changed slightly, she stared at him deeply, and nodded gently: "Yes, there is a rumor in the holy land. Although there is no basis, I think that should be the price that the Holy Lord needs to pay!"

"Speak!"

"Every Holy Lord lives long... It seems that the one who lives the longest is only three hundred years."

The Nine Heavens Holy Land is a big force. The Holy Lord has so many saints who are furnaces and cauldrons to help him practice. His strength will definitely progress rapidly. I am afraid that it will reach the level of entering the third level of the holy realm without decades.

After entering the third level of the saint, you have already escaped from the level of a mortal, and your life span will be greatly extended. You only live for three hundred years, which is obviously a sign of premature death.

Even the three-level realm of certain forces can live for hundreds of years.

When he heard that he had to pay such a price, Yang Kai had no idea about the so-called Saint Lord. Three hundred years seemed like a long time, but for the strong man who pursued martial arts, it was just a flash of his fingers.

Yang Kai believed that if he didn't become that holy master, he would definitely live well in three hundred years. Maybe he was traveling around the world with Su Yan and his junior sister, free and easy, and would not have cut off his own way for the little profit in front of him.

"But have you ever thought about it? You can enjoy the glory of your life after paying these prices. This is something that many people will never pursue in their lifetime." An Ling'er also wanted to persuade.

Yang Kai chuckled: "In thirty years, I will be on an equal footing with your Holy Lord."

"Thirty years..." An Ling'er looked at him in shock, "Your tone is not an ordinary big." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!