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"Bang bang."
In a luxurious courtyard in Palace of Wargod, Jing Yukong angrily threw a table and chair.
The entire study room had been smashed into pieces and was extremely messy.
In front of others, in order to maintain the demeanor of the Palace Chief of Palace of Wargod, he did not lose his composure too much. But now that he had returned to his study, the anger in his heart began to surge like the waves. Especially when he thought of Jing Yunxiao's figure, he couldn't help but want to tear him into a thousand pieces.
At this moment, a trembling figure suddenly walked into the study.
Jing Yukong didn't even look at anyone as he furiously roared, "Get out of here. Didn't I tell you before? "F * ck off."
Only, the figure did not roll away.
Jing Yukong looked over impatiently, only to see Jing Tu standing there with a serious face, stammering, as if he wanted to say something but did not dare to.
"Jing Tu, didn't I ask you to find someone to treat Lang Er? Why did you come here? "Hurry up and take care of Lang'er, if anything happens to Lang'er ?"
As Jing Yukong finished speaking, Jing Tu actually dropped to one knee on the ground.
Jing Tu interrupted Jing Yukong and gritted his teeth as he said to Jing Yukong, "Master of the house, Young Master Lang, he ? "He ?"
Speaking till here, Jing Tu stuttered.
"What about Lang Er?"
Jing Yukong's entire body froze as if he had been electrocuted, and then he rushed in front of Jing Tu urgently. He grabbed Jing Tu's body, and asked excitedly and angrily.
"Young Master Lang, he ?" "Dead."
Jing Tu still said it out loud.
However, when these words landed in Jing Yukong's ears, it was like a thunderbolt that struck his head. He continuously retreated a few steps, and then, a few mouthfuls of blood came out of his mouth. Waves of anger rose up like the sun in the sky, and like a gust of wind, it swept through the entire study room, causing the broken things around him to once again crumble into pieces.
"Home ?" Patriarch, I ask that you restrain your grief at the passing of this man. "
Jing Tu had never seen such an enraged Jing Yukong before, and was immediately shocked. Especially when he saw Jing Yukong spitting out blood, he immediately went forward to support his, and comforted his.
But Jing Yukong turned a deaf ear to it all.
At this moment, he looked like he had been possessed as he hysterically shouted, "Jing Yunxiao, just you wait, I'll definitely tear you into eight pieces, dismembered you so that you will die without a burial ground. No, not just you, there's also that Jing Yufeng fellow, and your aunt, everyone who is related to you, they all have to die. Lang Er, you can rest assured. Even if you were to go to another world, I will immediately have more people accompany you and pay a debt of blood for you. "
As he roared, Jing Yukong spat out another mouthful of blood.
Anger assaulted the heart, and fury burned the sky.
Even Jing Tu, who had gone to support Jing Yukong, had almost suffocated from his anger. In the end, he could only escape the study room as if he was escaping for his life.
In the underground space, inside the Soul Essence Pool.
An endless stream of Gnomes and souls started to attack Jing Yunxiao's body. Along with this kind of attack, only a small part of it was absorbed by Jing Yunxiao's body, then seeped through his skin and into his limbs and bones.
Once it entered his four limbs and all his bones, Jing Yunxiao felt as if there were tens of thousands of insects gnawing on his body, causing intense pain.
Jing Yunxiao's face turned pale white, and beads of perspiration could be seen on his forehead.
His eyes were tightly shut, and he allowed the spirit souls to strike chaotically within his body. Under his difficulty, many of the spirits that rushed into his body slowly started to merge with his body, and in an instant, Jing Yunxiao once again felt his body brimming with limitless energy.
This kind of strength wasn't the strength of a fist, but was instead a kind of physical and mental strength.
This kind of strength seemed to allow him to maintain his vigor without eating or drinking for a year. It was very heartening.
In addition, Jing Yunxiao could also feel that inside his dantian, the spirit energy seed was like a baby who was waiting to be fed, crazily devoured, and then began to thrive and grow.
His martial arts realm also began to loosen under this kind of impact, and he faintly showed signs of breaking through.
"As expected, the Emperor Fire God Body has started to work."
Jing Yunxiao faintly smiled in his heart, and then continued to absorb the spiritual energy.
This absorption lasted for an entire day.
One day later, Jing Yunxiao's tightly shut eyes finally opened.
Merely, his eyes were flickering with a bright light. He was exceptionally excited.
"Tsk tsk, I'm only a little bit away from the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Stage. My body is now completely accustomed to the impact of the different types of souls in this Soul Pond, and it's time to increase its refining and absorbing power. With a push of my hand, I'll directly advance to the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Stage."
Jing Yunxiao smacked his lips as he became full of fighting spirit.
However, Jing Yunxiao also knew that there was always a gradual process. He did not excessively increase the amount of energy he absorbed directly to the maximum, but instead increased it bit by bit. Every time he increased his strength, he had to wait for his body to adapt to it before it again before it would continue to increase.
Just like this, five hours later, the entire Soul Essence Pool was covered by an Emperor Flame. Under the cover of the Emperor Flame, the boundless Soul Essence was like a violent storm as it surged forth, and then like a violent storm, it flowed into Jing Yunxiao's body.
"Awesome."
Although he still felt some pain on his body, this feeling had strongly stimulated Jing Yunxiao's challenging mental state. The current him was like a brave warrior who was desperately trying to enjoy the impact of that realm without a care for his own safety.
A day later, a burst of aura suddenly soared from Jing Yunxiao's body. At the same time, Jing Yunxiao once again opened his eyes, looking brimming with energy.
"Damn it, I've finally succeeded in reaching the eighth level of Spiritual Martial Stage."
Jing Yunxiao smiled brilliantly, extremely comfortably.
This kind of absorption of the soul was a lot more comfortable when it came to the absorption of one's vital energy and blood, as well as the martial arts essence's flesh and blood. After all, the former was too bizarre, even a little evil, while the latter tended to be gentle.
"The Soul Essence in this Soul Pond is still full. Since I've come, then I can't waste it. Continue to absorb it all. If I don't absorb it all, even I would feel embarrassed to say that this Great Emperor came here before." "Keep going."
Jing Yunxiao muttered to himself, and then continued to enter the state of absorption.
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