Chapter 12959: Practice the Great Luotian Demon Shadow

However, at this critical moment, a sudden voice broke the silence of the battlefield: "Kill Jiang Taishan first. Jiang Taishan has a treasure that will allow you to cultivate into a Daluotian Demon Shadow."

This voice came from the magic needle space. It was the Demon Soul King's reminder at the critical moment. Its words echoed in Ling Xiao's mind like thunder, which made Ling Xiao's heart move.

Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he quickly analyzed the words of the Demon Soul King.

Daluo Tianmoying, that is the legendary supreme skill. If it can be practiced successfully, its strength will soar to a whole new level. Jiang Taian actually has such a treasure, which is undoubtedly a huge turning point for Ling Xiao.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao had already made up his mind. He no longer hesitated, stretched his body, avoided Jiang Taian's fatal sword, and retreated violently, keeping a distance from Jiang Taian. His eyes swept over Jiang Taishan beside him, as if he was looking for something, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His understanding of Daluo Tianmoying was deep in his bones, and he knew every detail of the practice and the essence of every technique. However, this understanding was also bound by a cruel reality - without the crucial material, even the most profound understanding could not cultivate this supreme technique to perfection.

This helplessness and desire intertwined into a complex web in his heart, and the Demon Soul King's sudden words were like a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating his way forward and giving him unprecedented hope and motivation.

Ling Xiao was agile, moving around the battlefield like a ghost, and every time he dodged, he seemed so calm, as if he had already foreseen the trajectory of Jiang Taian's attack. His eyes flashed with calmness and determination, which was a desire for victory and a challenge to his own limits.

"Boy, don't even think about escaping!" Jiang Taian's roar echoed across the battlefield. His anger was like a violent storm, sweeping across every inch of space. However, Ling Xiao seemed to be outside the storm. He cleverly avoided Jiang Taian's fatal blow again. His movements were so smooth that it seemed as if he had practiced them thousands of times.

At this moment, Ling Xiao made a surprising move. He did not choose to continue to escape, but suddenly changed direction and rushed straight to Jiang Taishan, who was lying on the ground with serious injuries and no power to resist. This move stunned everyone present, including Jiang Taian who was chasing him frantically.

Ling Xiao flashed, and the long knife in his hand turned into a cold light, accurately cutting off Jiang Taishan's neck. Jiang Taishan's eyes were wide open, his face full of unwillingness and shock. He might not believe until his death that he would die so easily in Ling Xiao's hands. His life was extinguished at this moment, leaving only endless regrets and resentment.

"Asshole, you dare to kill my brother!" Jiang Taian's roar almost tore the sky apart, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and the whole person seemed to have lost his mind, rushing towards Ling Xiao frantically. Each of his attacks was full of destructive power, as if to tear Ling Xiao into pieces.

However, Ling Xiao was not frightened by this violent attack. While nimbly dodging Jiang Taian's attack, he quickly took out the black object from Jiang Taian's storage ring. This object emitted a faint glow, exuding a mysterious and ancient aura, and was the key material necessary for practicing Daluo Tianmo Ying.

An indescribable excitement and joy surged in Ling Xiao's heart. He knew that he was one step closer to mastering this supreme skill.

"That's it. Use them at the same time in battle to get twice the result with half the effort!" The voice of the Demon Soul King echoed in Ling Xiao's mind, with an unquestionable firmness and confidence. This short sentence, like a flash of lightning, cut through the fog in Ling Xiao's heart, and made him instantly understand the wonderful use of the black object in his hand.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with determination. He knew that at this critical moment, every bit of strength was crucial. So, he activated the Daluo Tianmoying technique in his body without hesitation, and at the same time, he concentrated his mind and began to refine the black object in his hand with all his strength.

Although he knew nothing about the origin and nature of this item, based on his trust in the Demon Soul King, he chose to believe in it unconditionally and regarded it as the key to turning the tide of the battle.

As Ling Xiao's spiritual power continued to be injected, the black object began to emit an increasingly strong light, as if some ancient and mysterious power was being awakened. This power echoed with the Daluotian Demon Shadow in Ling Xiao's body, forming a wonderful resonance.

Ling Xiao could feel that his body was undergoing subtle changes, as if every cell was cheering and eager to absorb more strength.

Finally, at a certain moment, the black object was completely integrated into Ling Xiao's body and became a part of his power.

Ling Xiao's body movements also changed dramatically. He seemed to have turned into an invisible wind, moving freely on the battlefield at an astonishing speed. His figure turned into countless afterimages, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, making it impossible for Jiang Taian to capture his true body.

"What kind of method is this? Is it a magic skill unique to magic cultivators?" Jiang Taian's eyes widened, his heart filled with horror and confusion. He had never seen such a strange and powerful body movement, and it was even more difficult to imagine that this was something Ling Xiao had temporarily comprehended during the battle.

At this moment, he deeply realized Ling Xiao's extraordinary talent and terrifying understanding, and a sense of powerlessness and frustration surged in his heart. He realized that he might have really encountered an invincible monster.

"It's done!" Ling Xiao's voice was filled with excitement and excitement that could not be concealed, and his eyes were shining brightly, as if he had just conquered an insurmountable peak. At this moment, all the efforts and sweat turned into sweet fruits, and he was immersed in the joy of success.

He did not pay much attention to Jiang Taian's expression of shock and near dullness, because in his world, only this new power was shining at this moment.

Daluotian Demon Shadow, this mysterious secret technique is far beyond the simple body movements understood by the world. It contains endless mysteries and potentials, enough to drive any practitioner crazy.

As Ling Xiao's mind moved, his body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and instantly turned into countless demonic shadows, wandering freely on the battlefield.

These demonic shadows are not illusory afterimages, but real existences. Each one exudes a faint demonic energy, revealing a strange and powerful breath.

They may attack or defend, be real or fake, and it is hard to tell the real from the fake, making it hard to guard against.