Wang Ting didn't know that his killing of Wang Jianshan had been exposed by Chu Yun. In the next ten days, he continued to practice the magical devil quenching technique in this secret realm of the Underworld, trying to adjust his state to the peak, and on the day he left the secret realm of the Underworld, he would hit the realm of the eighth-level spiritual power.

However, I don’t know if it was a certain limitation in the dark. After his spiritual scale reached the peak of the seventh level, he refined those creatures with only the fifth level spiritual scale, and the effect was significantly worse. Although he was not gaining nothing, the improvement of the spiritual scale was no longer as obvious as before.

"Next, we can only attack the eighth-level great lich."

A faint light flashed in Wang Ting's eyes.

The Great Lich is equivalent to the Death Lord and the Vampire Prince level creature. Their spiritual power is so powerful that it can enslave semi-saint existences such as Bone Dragon. Some Great Lichs have more than double-digit death knights. Even if the Royal Court has a golden war puppet equivalent to the semi-saint stage, facing the siege of more than a dozen death knights, they can only run as far as possible.

Opening the map again, Wang Ting carefully searched for the next target.

When drawing this map, Koros obviously had not become the number one legendary swordsman of the Divine Selected Swordsman Academy. There are still records of powerful creatures such as lichs, but there is basically no information about the great lich whom the peak legendary swordsman dare not provoke. I'm afraid even he had never encountered a terrifying creature of the Great Lich level in the Secret Realm of the Underworld.

"Um?"

Just as Wang Ting was looking for the map, a cold chill suddenly came!

"not good!"

Wang Ting's spirit was beating violently, and the potential in his body burst to its limit. His true energy rushed forward and instantly assassinated his side.

"Bang!"

The two swords intersected, and there was no expected fire burst. Instead, a bone-black force spread rapidly onto his sword body as the two swords collided, and invaded his body at an extremely fast speed.

"Only sword, only heart!"

Wang Ting shouted softly. The ice power that invaded his body was twisted by him for a moment and was about to repel it from his body again.

At the same time, outside the corner of his eyes, the sword that was shaken open by him actually assassinated again at an incredible speed. In a hurry, Wang Ting had only had time to use the powerful spiritual power of the seventh level peak to move the sword body and block it like lightning.

"Buzz!"

"Frost!"

"Bang!"

It seems to be the power to break the void!

The force that was controlled by the idealist realm and had not yet been released was detonated in one fell swoop in the opponent's sword body, and suddenly exploded in his body, spreading wildly. The stagnation attribute of the frost was stimulated to the limit at this moment. Even if it was just a weak force, it still made the sword blade that had resisted it slightly paused.

"call out!"

A divine sword like a gloomy light was assassinated instantly, almost only less than 0:00 a second before the royal court stayed steadily in front of his throat.

Failed!

In fact, he lost!

Although the other party had the advantage of sneak attack, looking at the sharp sword that was steadily resting in front of his throat, even if Wang Ting was looking for countless excuses for himself in his heart, he had to admit a reality!

Failed!

He was defeated!

Defeated in front of this divine sword that looks like a gloomy!

He looked up slightly, and Wang Ting's eyes instantly fell on the master of the sword.

"Mu Qingshuang!"

"Bang!"

While the sword pressed against Wang Ting's throat, Mu Qingshuang had already made a sudden move, and the middle finger of ice and snow pointed to Wang Ting's heart. A strong chill instantly penetrated into his body, hiding in his heart, and could burst out at any time. He completely took his life.

"This is the locking finger, only I can solve it. Ensure my next life is safe, otherwise you will have a dead end."

Mu Qingshuang said in a cold tone, with a chill that makes people feel straight into their hearts.

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to have lost the last support and fell into a coma in an instant.

The sword that was pressing against Wang Ting's throat also fell to the ground and was grabbed in his hand by Wang Ting, who had reacted in time.

Yes, he was catching a sword, not a man.

"Xuanshuang."

Wang Ting looked at the name of the sword on the sword and muttered to himself.

Then, he lowered his head and looked at Mu Qingshuang who was lying in a deep coma in front of him.

"This is the power of the four most powerful legendary swordsmen. Just now, she used at least three powers of the divine realms to quietly lurking beside me, the wind realm that was biting cold, the frost realm that caused changes from the water realm, and the broken void realm that I was most familiar with and understood for the first time! The three realms, in her hands, seemed to be one, without any stagnation, interval, and natural..."

Wang Ting recalled the confrontation that moment just now. Only at this moment did he truly understand the true terror of the four most powerful legendary swordsmen.

The Wang Jianshan he had defeated with small means was not worth mentioning in front of this powerful legendary swordsman.

"call!"

After breathing a long sigh, Wang Ting came back to his senses from the stunning confrontation just now.

The realm of God?

Even if he has understood many divine realms? He cannot completely integrate these divine realms and use them perfectly. It is better to concentrate on studying one of them.

If you are proficient in everything, you will only become lost in everyone.

It's ridiculous that he has not yet cultivated the power of the two major fields of the Wind Realm to the limit, and he has actually begun to study the Thunder Realm. It is completely putting the cart before the horse. In front of such a peerless strong man who truly transforms the realm into a furnace, he is fragile and vulnerable, and he doesn't even have the opportunity to show it.

Wang Ting lowered his head silently and looked at Mu Qingshuang in front of him.

His first defeat since he was promoted to the Legendary Swordsman was actually defeated by a woman.

Even if the opponent has the advantage of sneak attack, he will lose if he loses. There is no need to make any excuses for himself. Even if it is a striking battle, the strength of this strong legendary swordsman will only be above him.

After returning to his senses, Wang Ting bent down and looked at Mu Qingshuang carefully.

At this time, he realized that Mu Qingshuang was very serious and very serious. I won’t mention the internal injuries of the internal organs. Just a wound exposed on her collarbone was a bit shocking, just like a bone spur. She pierced her through her collarbone and shot her out from her back.

She frozen the wound with the power of frost, but under the observation of Wang Ting, she could still see a green aura that kept wrapping around the wound, which was clearly the poison carried by the bone spur.

Moreover, as she became unconscious, she could not consciously control the power of frost to prevent the spread of toxins, and the toxins were becoming more and more abundant. If she was not dealt with, this powerful legendary swordsman would be in danger of falling.

After taking a few careful look at Mu Qingshuang's wounds, Wang Ting quickly took out a bottle of antidote from the space ring and dripped onto the wound on her collarbone.

but……

The power of the potion only blocked the toxins for a moment, and soon, these toxins had spread again.

This bottle of potion is the collection of the semi-saint-level powerful man. It has excellent results and is helpless against the toxins in this wound.

"What a powerful creature it is that it can force Mu Qingshuang, one of the four most powerful legendary swordsmen, to this level."

Wang Ting felt awe in his heart, glanced at the surrounding environment, pondered for a moment. He quickly picked her up and walked towards a small canyon not far away. He had just come from there and found a cave with a good hidden nature there.

After carrying Mu Qingshuang to the cave, Wang Ting glanced at her wound. In just a moment, the toxin had spread a little again, and the green breath faintly wrapped around half of her arm.

"What a domineering toxin. The legendary swordsman's body has been tempered by the power of heaven and earth. His resistance to toxins is far greater than that of anyone. Especially Mu Qingshuang, his cultivation level in the liquefaction stage obviously cultivates true energy throughout every corner of his body, but in this case, he cannot stop the spread of toxins at all."

Wang Ting murmured to himself.

He is not a detoxifier or a doctor, and he has no choice but toxins.

At this moment, he had immersed all his mind in himself, and his spirit was firmly locked in his heart. The frost power that enveloped his heart like a spider web.

Mu Qingshuang's heart-locking finger.

"call out!"

True energy flows.

The true energy belonging to the royal court quickly entangled with the frost power, and with the assistance of the spiritual power, it must break through the frost power in one fell swoop.

However, when his true energy collided with the frost power, a terrifying chill suddenly burst out from the frost power, and actually completely swallowed his true energy. At the same time, due to the large area of ​​frost power covering the heart, a cold from the body quickly filled his limbs and bones. Even with his current physical fitness, he couldn't help but shivered.

"These frost true qi..."

The cold light flashed in Wang Ting's eyes, and under the control of spiritual power, the true energy in his body began to partially impact the frost force.

but……

No use!

This frost power seemed to have life, and could continuously devour the outside world's true energy to strengthen itself. Although Wang Ting knew that this kind of strength must have a certain extent, when he tested this amplitude, his heart would definitely be frozen by this frost power. By that time, even if he was a legendary swordsman in the cyclone stage, he would have no way to die.

"Unless my use of attribute power can reach the level of Mu Qingshuang, or my spiritual level can break through to the eighth level and enter the microscopic stage, otherwise, there will be no way to remove this frost power in a short time!"

Wang Ting frowned.

The understanding of attribute power reaches the level of Mu Qingshuang, which is too unrealistic in a short period of time.

And when the spiritual scale breaks through to the eighth level, I don’t know when it will be time to wait.

That's how it counts...

This Mu Qingshuang really can't die!

For a moment, Wang Ting's eyes fell on Mu Qingshuang again. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!