At the same time, Lei Xing had a feeling of inability to start. It was not a flesh and blood body, which meant that a black-clothed masked man was ineffective against physical attacks.
"Boy, want to kill this seat, come on!"
The black-clothed masked man feared Lei Xing's strength far beyond his real cultivation base. He stood motionless, holding a black iron chain in his hand, and a huge laughter came from his mouth.
"Little Wawa, attack him with the power of the soul!"
Just when Lei Xing was at a loss, the reminder of the old man with long eyebrows sounded timely in his mind.
"The power of the soul? Yes, how did I forget it?"
Lei Xing patted his forehead, secretly annoyed. Since this black-clothed masked man is ineffective against physical attacks, perhaps the only fear is the attack of soul power!
"Soul Destruction Technique!"
Thinking of this, Lei Xing's mood suddenly became clear, and he was silently performing the Soul Ability Soul Killing Technique, and immediately deep in a pair of dark eyes, two illusory light beams lased out.
"Jiejie, come on! Boy, I'll stand here for you to fight!"
When the black-clothed masked man was still laughing proudly, he didn't notice the soul beam from Lei Xing's eyes quietly submerging into his head.
After Lei Xing's soul power cultivation base swallowed the Li ghost in the Sixiang Soul Eater, his soul power greatly increased, as if he stepped into the pinnacle of the soul soldier's ninth layer.
The power of the soul slaying technique being used now is not the same.
"Ah... it's soul power... you're still a soul master!"
The smug laughter of the black-clothed masked man stopped abruptly, and turned into a scream of infinite horror. Suddenly he fell into the stagnant water and struggled for a while, then there was no more sound.
"Hey, shrink your head tortoise, telling you to be rampant in front of Lao Tzu!"
Lei Xing walked to the side of the black-clothed masked man, flew a kick, and kicked the black-clothed masked man's body.
"Huh? Why is it so light?"
When the black masked man was kicked into the air, Lei Xing clearly felt the corpse kicked under his feet as light as nothing.
Reminiscent of the fist that Lei Xing shook on the chest of the black masked man just now, he was puzzled, and quickly ran to the black masked man.
Lei Xing stretched out his hand and lifted the black robe on the black masked man, and a creepy scene was presented before his eyes.
There is no flesh and blood, no organs, a skeleton of white bones, with a dark skull, wrapped in a black robe, it looks like goose bumps.
"It's just a skeleton with such strength, it's really long-sighted!"
Looking at the skeleton in front of him, it turned out that he had a cultivation base like a monk, which actually subverted Lei Xing's previous cognition.
"Senior, why did you come out?"
Lei Xing was in shock, a white light flashed, and the old man with long eyebrows appeared in front of him with a wooden crutch.
"Haha, Little Wawa, don't you think it's weird, why does this skeleton still have cultivation skills?"
The old man with long eyebrows stroked two snow-white eyebrows, and asked with a smile in his eyes.
"Yes! It stands to reason that even the remaining skeleton will turn into a pile of powder over time."
Lei Xing nodded and said his thoughts.
"Hehe, wrong! This is just because your cultivation is shallow and you have too little knowledge!"
The old man with long eyebrows shook his head, and then said: "Ordinary monks, once they die, they will definitely die as you said!"
"However, when a monk cultivates, he is going against the sky. The higher his cultivation level, the more he can understand the laws of heaven and earth!"
"Especially those martial arts supreme who have a thorough understanding of the sky, even if they die accidentally, they can still be immortal and their souls immortal!"
"Some martial arts supreme beings can even rely on their souls to rebirth and rebirth. And this kind of existence, because of the previous life's practice experience and experience, the speed of practice is much faster than that of people of the same generation!"
Lei Xing listened to his heart turmoil, immortality is the lifelong pursuit of a cultivator, and he is no exception.
"Hehe, immortality is just an ancient legend. Since ancient times, how many amazing martial arts powers, who can do it!"
"Even the Great Emperor Xuan Ming, who is too talented and enchanting, failed to break the shackles of fate in the end, leaving nothing but hate and accompany him to die!"
Speaking of this, it seems to arouse the memories of the old man with long eyebrows. He looked up at the dark sky, and his wrinkled face showed infinite sadness.
"Senior, what's wrong with you?"
Lei Xing clearly felt the wetness in the eyes of the old man with long eyebrows, and asked with concern.
"Hehe, it's okay, people get sad when they get old!"
The old man with long eyebrows retracted his gaze, with a smile on his face, waved his hand, looked at the skeleton on the ground, and said: "This skeleton can have the cultivation base like an ordinary person, and it is supported by a ray of the remaining soul of the strong!"
"Obviously, the soul in this kind of skeleton is not left by the martial arts power. It is very likely that some powerful existence has cultivated the evil law, forcibly deprived the soul of some powerful monks, and injected it into the skeleton for refining. A puppet monk."
"However, Little Wawa, you have to be careful in the future. The power that can refine this kind of puppet monk must be an extremely huge existence."
"Senior Xie reminded me that juniors should be careful."
Lei Xing knew that the old man with long eyebrows was reminding himself, his heart warmed, and his face calmly responded.
"Um!"
The old man with long eyebrows nodded, and his body turned into a white light, submerged in Lei Xing's mind.
"Dark Demon Hall, no matter how terrifying force you are, I vowed to uproot you!"
Third Uncle Lei Gushan is Lei Xing's close relative, and now his life is lost in the hands of the Dark Demon Hall people, he will never let go.
However, what the old man with long eyebrows said was correct. The forces behind the black masked man were absolutely beyond his imagination. Lei Xing had to bear everything before he grew up.
"Uncle San, don't worry about going. The blood debt is paid, and I will avenge you!"
Lei Xing looked up at the vast sky, his face was sad, and his eyes were extremely firm.
If you want revenge, you have to rely on your own strength, and the improvement of strength requires time, opportunity, and understanding. What Lei Xing lacks most now is time.
Since this Dark Demon Temple is staring at him, if Lei Xing hadn't cultivated the power of the soul this time, I am afraid that he would have gone to hell now like his third uncle Lei Gushan.
"Hurry up and try to reach the Golden City as soon as possible!"
Lei Xing's brain turned rapidly, and when his strength had not yet grown, he could only choose a safe place and strive to improve his cultivation.
And Xingxuan Academy, as the most advanced academy in the eastern part of the Xuantian Continent, there must be many martial arts powers living in seclusion.
No matter how powerful this Dark Demon Temple is, I am afraid that he would not dare to do it in Xing Profound Academy. By then, Lei Xing would be able to obtain temporary safety and at the same time have enough time to improve his cultivation.
After making up his mind, Lei Xing didn't want to stay here for a while, and then turned around to one side and strode away from the meteor.
For the next three days, Lei Xing hurried non-stop, and finally arrived safely in the outer area of the Golden City in the early morning of the fourth day.
In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight in the sky shone on the earth, a magnificent city appeared in Lei Xing's sight.
This is a city that is as high as a hundred meters tall, covering an area of nearly ten thousand acres. The circular city wall is made of gold, and it shines brightly under the sun.
Who can imagine that in the depths of this desolate and sinful land, a magnificent and majestic golden holy city actually stands up.
"This is the Golden City!"
Lei Xing stood not far from the gate of the Golden Holy City, looking up at the towering city wall in front of him, and a heavy sense of history came to his face.
"Xingxuan Academy, I'm here!"
With a cry in his heart, Lei Xing walked towards the gate of the Golden Holy City, before disappearing among the flow of people entering and leaving the gate.
In the Golden City, the flow of people was surging, and loud shouts came from both sides of the street from time to time, and the noise was very loud.
Lei Xing walked on the street, looking at the dazzling array of shops beside the street, and couldn't help feeling the prosperity of this golden holy city.
Lei Xing drove for a few days, and went to sleep every day. He was now in the bustling Golden Holy City, hungry, looking for a place to eat along the way.
When traveling to and from the restaurant, Lei Xing took a fancy to the endless stream of diners in front of the restaurant, and the food must be extraordinary.
Walking into the restaurant, a tempting smell of food came out, and the gluttonous worms in Lei Xing's belly groaned.
At this time before midday, more than half of the dining tables in the restaurant were filled with diners, enough to see the prosperity of their business.
Lei Xing chose a table by the window to make it. After a while, a young man in Tsing Yi walked over with a smile on his face.
After randomly picking a few signature dishes from the restaurant and shaking a pot of wine, Tsing Yi Xiao Si left, while Lei Xing stared aimlessly at the bustling street outside the window.
This golden holy city is located in the depths of the land of evil, and most of the people living in the city are those with strong cultivation bases. This can be seen from the fierce aura of the monks coming and going on the street.
The lowest of these monks were in the military realm, and there were also many monks in the general and handsome realm. Most of these monks exuded a strong smell of blood, perhaps due to frequent killings.
"My son, you have all the dishes you ordered!"
After a while, Tsing Yi's little servant returned again, and put all the delicacies and delicacies on the table, bowed half his waist, and said with a smile.
Lei Xing retracted his gaze, looked at a table of food, nodded gently, raised his hand and threw a gold coin.
"Master Xie gives a reward, Master slowly, just ask if you have anything!"
Tsing Yi Xiaosi stretched out his hand to take the gold coin, held it in his hand, smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said with an increasingly flattering attitude.
"I ask you, how far is Xingxuan Academy from here?"
When Lei Xing first arrived in the Golden City, he still didn't know the exact location of Xingxuan Academy, so he asked Tsing Yi's servant.
"The son wants to participate in the entrance examination of Xingxuan Academy, right?"
Upon hearing the words, the young man in Tsing Yi asked with a suddenly realized expression on his face.
"Oh! Do you mean that the entrance examination for Xingxuan Academy started recently?"
Lei Xing moved in his heart, his face was calm, and his tone was neither salty nor light.
"Yes, son, the entrance examination of Xingxuan Academy will begin in three days."
Tsing Yi Xiaosi smiled and responded.
"Moreover, in recent months, the flow of people in the Golden Holy City has surged. Most of these people have come for the admission assessment of Xingxuan Academy!"
Tsing Yi Xiaosi added.
It took more than a month to reach the Golden Holy City from the Qianlong Empire. What Lei Xing was most afraid of was the delay on the way to the Xingxuan Academy's admission assessment.
"Hehe, okay, can you tell me how to get to Xingxuan Academy?"
Knowing that the admission assessment of Xingxuan Academy will begin in three days, Lei Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to inquire about the route to Xingxuan Academy.
"My son, you just have to follow..."
The young man in Tsing Yi explained the exact location of Xingxuan Academy in the Golden Holy City in detail, and then left.
After remembering Tsing Yi Xiaosi's narration one by one, Lei Xing picked up his chopsticks, faced a table of delicacies, and began to feast on it.
"The taste is really good!"
Lei Xing was rude in eating, and his mouth was full of vegetables. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, the expression on his face was extremely happy.
Halfway through the meal, there were a few wanton ridicules from the restaurant, mixed with a sharp shout, which immediately attracted Lei Xing's eyes.
Lei Xing raised his head and looked towards the source of the quarrel.
I saw that across the right side of the dining table where Lei Xing was sitting, several muscular men dressed as monks surrounded a young man with dark complexion and short hair.
Behind the short-haired youth, there was a big dinner table with three young boys dressed up, and the ridicule in the restaurant came from the mouths of these three young boys.
"This boss, I really lost my wallet. Didn't I want to eat Bawang's meal?"
The short-haired young man wore patched pants and a black vest on his upper body. The exposed muscles were bulging and his skin showed a healthy bronze color.
Listening to the familiar accent of the short-haired man, Lei Xing made a chuckle, and the wine and vegetables in his mouth could not help but squirt out.
With my accent, on the earth of Lei Xing's previous life, it was the dialect of the people of Shaanxi Province. Hearing it in this other world at this moment, Lei Xing was shocked and cordial.
Lei Xing's thoughts turned, and he gradually understood the whole story.
The young man with short hair seemed to have lost his wallet. When he had to pay the bill after the meal, he had no money to pay. The people in the restaurant believed that he was eating the king's meal.
The muscular men who surrounded the short-haired youth were thugs raised in the restaurant, specially used to deal with those diners eating the king's meal.
At the dinner table behind the short-haired youth, the three elder brothers were dressed in Chinese clothes with arrogant eyebrows. At first glance, their identities were either rich or noble.
When the short-haired youth saw his clothes, he knew that he was from a poor family. In addition, he was a bit rude in his eating. When he fell in the eyes of the three elder brothers, he looked down on him for a while.
The short-haired young man was in trouble because he didn't have the money to pay the bill. The three elder brothers even took the opportunity to booze and said some extremely ugly words. Chi Guoguo's contempt was obvious.
Among the several thugs who went to and from the restaurant, the lowest cultivation base was in Bingjing Jiuzhong, and the highest and the leader was a man in purple.
The short-haired youth explained that he had no money to pay the bill. The purple-clothed man stood with his arms folded, his face full of disdain, and said with a sneer.
"Hey, I lost my wallet. Uncle, I don't know how many times I will meet in a year. Do you think I will believe it?"