"You're right, sister, I was a little too excited just now!"

Jin Fengxian sighed.

But he felt aggrieved.

Feeling aggrieved, he still had to do what he had to do. He was helpless.

After the discussion was over, the two left to hunt evil beasts.

They couldn't expect Ling Xiao to really let them go. After all, Ling Xiao was a madman who wanted to destroy the entire Jin clan.

They have to find a way to escape on their own.

Of course Ling Xiao knew what these two guys were thinking, but he didn't care at all.

He felt a bit cheating by using the Underworld Divine Art to overwhelm these two people, because doing so was tantamount to laziness.

In the final analysis, martial arts still depends on one's own strength.

No matter how powerful the summoned object is, it is still just a foreign object. Once someone else blocks the summoning channel, it will be useless.

Ling Xiao is a person with a strong sense of crisis. After all, he does not have the support of a powerful royal family behind him.

He must be careful.

You must constantly improve your own strength so that you can crush others.

Return to the underground palace.

Ling Xiao began to practice.

In order, first enhance the power of will.

A large number of will crystals were taken out and used crazily as if they were free of money.

On the first day, Ling Xiao spent 60,000 level three will crystals to upgrade Devouring Will to level three.

Swallowing the will is too important.

You may not be able to see it in normal battles, but when you practice, it becomes a magical weapon.

At the end of the day, the Bone Skeleton automatically delivered the evil beast crystal core collected by Jin Fengxian and Jin Fengyun.

After Ling Xiao swallows it, it is used to improve the bloodline.

Improving your cultivation is actually simpler than improving your bloodline.

Therefore, it is more appropriate to first cultivate the bloodline and then cultivate the realm.

Furthermore, these evil beast crystal nuclei are also more suitable for improving bloodline levels.

"These two are quite well-behaved."

Ling Xiao smiled and said, just be good and there is no need for him to waste time teaching you a lesson.

In the following time, he increased the power of his will and bloodline level while accumulating strength for the awakening of the third bloodline.

In the blink of an eye, nine days passed.

After spending more than 500,000 level 3 will crystals, all nine powers of will were finally upgraded to level 3.

But unfortunately, the bloodline that is fed every day shows no sign of improvement.

The third bloodline has always been restless, but it just can't awaken.

Ling Xiao was not in a hurry.

Because he knows that in martial arts, you cannot be in a hurry. Once you are too anxious, you will easily make mistakes.

Since the bloodline level cannot be improved, he will continue. There will always be time to improve.

There is no need to improve the power of will for the time being.

Ling Xiao instead began to study his own Saint's Pen.

When he got the Pen of the Saint, Emperor Shengtian said that this thing could be promoted.

Today's Pen of the Saint is already a seventh-level top-grade spiritual weapon, but it is not yet a top-grade one!

It needs to absorb the sacred patterns naturally formed between heaven and earth to improve its level.

"It's time for you to continue to improve!"

These days, Ling Xiao has not been in vain in the City of the Great Emperor. He has intercepted many natural sacred patterns from the sky and the earth.

Plus some sacred stones left behind by his mother, Saint Tianfeng.

It should be possible to make this weapon stronger.

In the next few days, Ling Xiao continued to devour the evil beast's crystal core.

While improving the Saint's Pen.

A large number of spiritual crystals and sacred pattern masters were integrated into it.

The Pen of the Saint is also gradually undergoing some changes.

It took three days to smelt and consumed more than one billion high-grade spiritual crystals.

Only then did he finally upgrade the Saint's Pen to the seventh level of excellence!

A seventh-level peerless weapon, a spiritual weapon that even spiritual elixir realm warriors would definitely envy.

Ling Xiao already has it.

In fact, the Saint's Pen itself can be advanced, the key is that it requires materials.

Not everyone has more than one billion high-grade spiritual crystals. It would be really distressing to drop them directly.

However, the seventh-level product could not satisfy Ling Xiao. Anyway, the materials were not used up yet, so he had to continue.

Another day passed.

An extremely bright light shot out from the underground palace. Fortunately, it disappeared immediately, otherwise it would have alarmed countless powerful people.

The Saint's Pen at this time is already an eighth-level low-grade one!

This is so shocking!

Even the divine elixir realm warriors would be greedy for the eighth-level spiritual weapon.

This Saint's Pen is really a good thing. Before Emperor Shengtian died, he really gave him all the best things.

And with the process of refining the Saint's Pen and comprehending the Divine Art of the Underworld Emperor, Ling Xiao's Book of Holy Patterns also began to become stronger rapidly.

Now, the Book of Sacred Patterns has finally broken through to level five.

It turned into a red fifth-level sacred pattern book!

Having a fifth-level holy pattern book means that Ling Xiao's holy pattern master's combat power is equivalent to that of a high-level alchemy realm expert.

However, what Ling Xiao didn't expect was.

The moment the Saint's Pen evolved, although most people didn't notice the beam of light, even if they did, they didn't feel anything strange.

But one person suddenly opened his eyes and revealed a sinister smile.

This person looks like he is only in his twenties.

But everyone who knows him knows that he has lived for tens of thousands of years.

Even though wearing normal clothes.

Just sitting there normally.

But he could still feel the invisible pressure released from his body.

He opened his eyes, and his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the void of time and reach the depths of his soul.

"Haha, is it the pen of the saint?"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Shengtian, are you still alive? Or, have you chosen an heir to seek revenge from me?

What a pity, do you think that by changing the appearance of the Saint's Pen and sealing its original aura, I won't be able to identify it?

You may be looking down on me too much.

You are just too confident.

Confidence often leads to bad things!”

His eyes continued to look into the distance, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally stopped at a place tens of thousands of miles in radius.

"The old guy actually left a hand behind. Although I can confirm that the Saint's Pen is in the City of the Great Emperor, I can't determine its exact location.

It seems that it was not you. If it were you, I would definitely not come to the City of the Great Emperor now.

You chose an unreliable guy.

Although I'm not afraid.

But you know who I am, I always like to nip all dangers in the cradle!"

The Dragon God Emperor sneered, and then ordered: "Go ahead and ask the seven royal families, aristocratic families, and the Dragon God's Heavenly Army to look for geniuses who use pens and guns.
To be continued...