In the following time, Liu Che took the lead, and Ning Mumu made the last move. With only a little effort, one man and one beast killed all the ferocious beasts that came to challenge him in the Valley of the Fallen Angels. Finally, after grabbing the 100th beast, a mysterious voice appeared. "Congratulations to those who cleared the level, Valley of the Fallen Angels is over!" When she heard the news, Ning Mumu was still a little unfinished - she still had a storage ring that was not full. But Ning Mumu also knew that going too far was too much, so she felt a little regretful and left with a bunch of treasures and Liu Che. I just don’t know, what’s the next level? Or, is this the last level? Ning Mumu couldn't help but think too much. When she opened her eyes again, Ning Mumu was already somewhere else. In front of us is a large sparkling lake, but the water is milky white, like milk. Ning Mumu suddenly became excited. The aura in the lake was too abundant! For comparison, it is ten times more than the normal sect, seven or eight times more than ordinary small secret realms. It is one of the places with the richest spiritual energy that Ning Mumu has ever seen. "Welcome to the third level - Spirit Lake." "Requirements for clearing this level: Please enter the Spirit Lake to practice. The longer the time, the richer the rewards will be. When clearing the level, no external force is allowed."
"Physical training?" Ning Mumu's mouth couldn't be stretched. Apart from anything else, she was among the top three in the sect's body training world. The senior brother who cultivates physical skills took her with him, and the two of them suffered countless pressures. Douluo Dalu's body is not strong enough yet. Ning Mumu originally wanted to train her body again. She really had a pillow when she fell asleep. *
"Demon-killing Fission——" "Bang bang——" The sound of the weapons clashing became louder and louder. The powerful sound waves destroyed the surrounding trees, and several large holes were smashed into the ground. Ning Rongrong's soul power has been exhausted, and her friends around her have little strength. In fact, Ning Luoluo is still unconscious. Seeing this, Ning Rongrong quickly took out a Yuan Hui Dan, but was discovered before he could take it. "What is this?" The man in black snatched the Huiyuan Pill and asked Ning Rongrong with great interest. Seeing that the girl was ignoring him, the man in black narrowed his small eyes and his voice became gentler, "Little sister, are you really not going to tell me?" Ning Rongrong lowered her head and did not notice the sinister eyes of the man in black. "Snapped--" Ning Rongrong fell down at the sound. The man in black slapped her hard, then grabbed her chin and said viciously, "You bitch!" Ning Mumu didn't know any of this. She was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe in the spiritual lake. "what--" Ning Mumu couldn't help but screamed, "Damn, it's the first time it hurts like this." It felt like all the cells in my body were being broken up and reorganized, and even the tips of my hair were in pain. If there is a third perspective, then in the eyes of others, Ning Mumu's blood has dyed a spiritual lake red. Her skin was transforming, blending with the lake water and growing skin again. Ning Mumu's teeth almost broke. Perhaps the Seven Kills Sword felt the pain of its master and came out on its own. Seeing the Seven Killing Sword sinking into the water, Ning Mumu rolled her eyes and said faster than her brain, "What are you doing in the water!" The intensity of body training in this lake even scares the madman Ning Mumu. There are many elements in the lake, including hot fire, cold ice and snow, and powerful spiritual energy impact. This kind of intensity is like an elephant stepping on the back of an ant, and the ant ran a thousand meters carrying the elephant on its back. As time passed, Ning Mumu's eyes turned red, and the Seven Kills Sword gradually emerged from the water. Oh, the long sword just now has turned into a pile of iron pieces, broken into various pieces.
"It was broken when it came down." Ning Mumu sighed, "Can it repair itself?" After saying that, Ning Mumu's brain became congested. She felt that her blood vessels had exploded, and there was no water but blood in her brain. It was the first time Ning Mumu encountered such a painful exercise. The more painful it was, the braver she became. After gradually adapting to the pain, Ning Mumu took the initiative to absorb the spiritual energy in the lake. After all, body training is also training, and even if she makes money, the spiritual energy here is still free. As soon as Ning Mumu figured it out, she absorbed it harder and harder. She even felt that the bottleneck of the Mahayana period had loosened. At the same time, the fragments of the Seven Kills Sword also actively absorbed spiritual energy. This shocked Ning Mumu. Although the Seven Kills Sword did not have a soul ring, it was still essentially a martial soul. It can easily absorb the aura of the cultivation world. Is it because of me? Ning Mumu thought. As time passed by, Ning Mumu had become accustomed to the pain here. She is now running her spiritual energy without changing her expression, feeling very comfortable both physically and mentally. Of course, she didn't know how long had passed. She only knew that she had broken through the Mahayana stage and successfully entered the Tribulation Stage. "It's quite surprising that there is no sky thunder. Could it be that the sky thunder in the world of cultivation can't hit Douluo Continent?" To a certain extent, Ning Mumu guessed it right. The level of the cultivation world is higher, the thunder from the sky comes to the world, and the scope of destruction is beyond what Douluo Continent can bear. "Congratulations to those who passed the level, you have been recognized by Spirit Lake!" The tone of the mysterious voice was more excited than usual, and even a little respectful. Ning Mumu came out of the spiritual lake, and she had changed at this moment. Her skin and flesh have been tempered and grown again. Her hazy white skin, waterfall-like black hair, and ice-blue pupils are brighter, making her look mysterious and noble. "Approved? What do you mean?" "Linghu is willing to serve you as its master. From now on, you are the owner of Linghu." Surprised by the unexpected, Ning Mumu looked at Linghu with great interest, and her mind moved, "Stop it!" In an instant, the huge lake disappeared, leaving only a huge lake basin. This is really possible. Ning Mumu just wanted to take the spirit lake into the consciousness sea space, but she didn't expect that she actually succeeded. In the future, Nascent Soul monks can open up their own sea of consciousness space to store things related to themselves. For example, contracted spirit beasts or contracted items. Now that things are going well, both Liu Che and Ling Hu have entered the consciousness sea space, and Ning Mumu feels like becoming the richest man in Douluo Continent. After all, Spirit Lake can continuously produce spiritual energy, which is equivalent to a generator. As its master, Ning Mumu can fight easily and has unlimited cultivation. "It's so exciting!" Ning Mumu shouted, then asked the mysterious voice, "What's going on with the Seven Killing Sword?" "The Spiritual Lake can refine all things, and the Seven Killing Swords are being reborn just like you." "It seems that the Seven Killing Sword is fine." Ning Mumu felt relieved. Even if the mysterious voice said the word "rebirth", she didn't want to care. This kind of thing is a big secret at first glance, and she won't be involved if it doesn't involve her. "Wait a minute, Rongrong is in danger!" Feeling that the life-saving spiritual weapon she left for Rongrong was damaged, Ning Mumu turned her face aside, took out a teleportation talisman and disappeared. "Wait, Master!" the mysterious voice shouted loudly, and then, a white mist disappeared in place. *
"Is this your trump card?" The man in black looked at the lotus mark that suddenly appeared on Ning Rongrong's forehead, smiled, and struck again, "Then let's see how many times it can block me!" Ning Rongrong closed her eyes. The mark her sister left on her could only save her life three times. This was the second time. Sister, come quickly!
Ning Rongrong: Sister, someone is bullying me!