Chapter 13701: His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Invites

Chapter 13701: His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Invites
The Demon Spirit Sect's buildings were simple and solemn, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, as if telling of its past glory. At the same time, the gate to the Demon Spirit Trial Field slowly opened, and a dazzling light shone out from it.

Ling Xiao felt an irrepressible excitement in his heart. It had been a long time since he had fought against such powerful beings in the trial field. He missed the feeling of blood boiling and fighting for life and death.

In addition to the realm breakthrough, Ling Xiao is currently focusing on practicing the magic intention and the True Demon Nine Transformations. The True Demon Nine Transformations is a heaven-defying technique that has brought him an improvement beyond imagination. With his current peak Tongtian realm, with the True Demon Nine Transformations, he can actually compete with the strong men in the Star Realm.

Especially after obtaining the true blood of the Blood Demon, he possessed a terrifying ability - controlling blood.

Not only can he manipulate his own blood at will, turning it into a fierce means of attack, but he can also invade his opponent's body at a critical moment, control his blood, and put him in a desperate situation. This ability to control life and death, once exerted, is enough to scare the enemy.

In addition, the Five Dragon Technique and the Ancestral Divine Art were also the focus of his practice. The Five Dragon Technique focused on improving the strength of the physical body. Every time he practiced, it was like tempering steel, making his body tougher.

At the same time, practicing the Five Dragon Technique can nourish the Five Elements Dragon Soul in his body, making it more powerful and releasing more powerful power.

The ancestor's divine power is the key to making his ancestor's clone stronger. Now, the gap between the original body and the ancestor's clone has gradually narrowed. If the ancestor's clone cannot continue to improve its strength, it will be difficult to play its due role in future battles, and may even become a burden.

In addition to these, Ling Xiao would naturally not forget to comprehend the swordsmanship from the mysterious painting. Before that, he had already comprehended the swordsmanship "Soul Burial" from the painting. This swordsmanship was incredibly powerful. When it was performed, it seemed to bury the soul, making it impossible to defend against.

Although he has not yet comprehended this sword technique, Ling Xiao can feel from the mysterious picture that its power must be no less than the "Soul Burial" sword technique.

Fortunately, he practiced the Daluotian Demon Shadow Clone. This magical skill allowed him to split into multiple clones and practice different things at the same time.

Otherwise, with the number of skills he needs to practice and the heavy tasks, it would be difficult for one person to take care of them all at the same time. Now, in the magic needle space, Ling Xiao's various clones are practicing in an orderly manner, moving towards a higher level of strength.

In the mysterious and quiet environment of the magic needle space, Ling Xiao immersed himself in cultivation. Time here seemed to have lost its meaning of flow, and everything revolved around the improvement of strength.

He constantly circulated the spiritual power in his body, blending it with the devil's will. Every breath he took seemed to resonate with the power of heaven and earth.

There is no time for cultivation, and in a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed quietly. During this more than a month, Ling Xiao's body was like a bottomless pit, madly absorbing the spiritual energy around him and converting it into his own strength.

His meridians became tougher under the impact of spiritual energy, his muscles became tighter through constant tempering, and his whole temperament became more profound, as if he was a peerless strong man hidden in the darkness, who could burst out with amazing power at any time.

Just when Ling Xiao felt that his shackles were loosening and the thin membrane that was preventing him from breaking through the realm was crumbling, and at the critical moment when he was about to successfully break through, his extremely keen perception suddenly detected a slight movement outside the door, and someone was approaching cautiously.

Ling Xiao suddenly felt unhappy. The state of cultivation that he had created with great difficulty was broken, which made him very annoyed.

He snorted coldly, and a cold breath instantly spread out, and then he returned to the real world from the magic needle space in an instant. His eyes were sharp, and he raised his hand and slashed with a knife, his movements were done in one go, as fast as lightning.

A strange thing happened. The blade light that condensed part of Ling Xiao's power, like a nimble black dragon, actually penetrated the seemingly ordinary door.

However, what was amazing was that the door was still intact, without any signs of damage, as if the blade was just an illusory light that passed through the door.

"Bang!" A dull impact sound was heard outside the door. It was the sound produced by the collision between the sword light and the external force. Obviously, Ling Xiao's sword was successfully blocked by someone.

"Young Master Ling, please don't misunderstand. I have no hostility. It's just that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to see you!" An old but powerful voice came from outside the door. The voice was like a huge bell, echoing clearly in this quiet corridor.

Obviously, the person who could block Ling Xiao's sword so easily was definitely not an ordinary person. Although Ling Xiao did not use his full strength in this sword attack, and was only testing it, the person who could take this sword must be at least a high-level master of Bao Yuan Realm, which shows how strong he is.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, sighed secretly in his heart, and shook his head helplessly. He originally thought that by disguising himself and changing his appearance and aura, he could hide his whereabouts in this imperial city and not be noticed by others.

But now it seems that I still underestimated the intelligence gathering capabilities and tracking methods of these big forces. Even with such a careful disguise, they still recognized me, which made Ling Xiao feel a little frustrated.

He took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and slowly opened the door. Standing outside the door was an old man with a white beard. The old man was wearing a simple robe, with white hair, but a ruddy face, and a look of wisdom and calmness in his eyes.

Seeing Ling Xiao opening the door, the old man immediately bowed and saluted with a respectful attitude, and said sincerely: "I hope Young Master Ling will give me some face."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince seems to have quite a leisurely life, so why would you let a man like me do anything? I'm not a delicate beauty!" Ling Xiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mocking sneer, his tone full of mockery and disdain.

In his opinion, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must have some unknown purpose in sending someone to find him, and it was definitely not just about making friends.

Upon hearing this, the old man showed a bitter smile on his face, as if he had already expected Ling Xiao to have such a reaction.

He raised his head slightly, looked at Ling Xiao calmly, and explained patiently: "Young Master Ling is joking. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince just heard about your glorious deeds from Miss Qin, and admired your heroic demeanor, so he wanted to make friends with you." The old man's words were flawless.

"It's good to make friends. OK, let's go!" Ling Xiao's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, which was a bit free and uninhibited. As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it lightly in the air, and a mysterious and brilliant light instantly bloomed in the room.

This light was like fireworks blooming in the night sky, dazzling and dazzling, but also emitting a mysterious power fluctuation. Looking closely, it turned out to be a strange holy pattern of teleportation. Ling Xiao's eyes were focused, his hands quickly formed seals, and he muttered something, and every movement was smooth and natural, and completed in one go.