Chapter 22 The strong smell of blood
Thinking of this, Ling Beiyan casually put away the space bracelet, and then left the place quickly.

The day passed quickly, night.

Ling Beiyan sat on a cold boulder, meditating with her legs crossed, her eyes closed, her expression solemn.

The moonlight is very good tonight, and the aura of the world in this field is also quite abundant, which is most suitable for practicing the Star Soul Art.

Silently thinking about the mental method, Ling Beiyan closed his eyes and felt the fluctuations of the surrounding aura.

The hands placed on the knees were gradually enveloped by a cloud of white light. Ling Beiyan opened his eyes in a flash. With a wave of his little hand, the white light shot towards a stone not far away. .

The stone was instantly bombarded by the white light into dross.

"A beginner in the middle stage?" Ling Beiyan felt the spiritual energy gathered in his body, and twitched the corner of his lower lip speechlessly.

This is also a bit too slow to level up!
If others know what Ling Beiyan is thinking now, I am afraid they will call her a lunatic!

After all, she has only returned to this continent for less than a month. Today she still has no spiritual power during the day, and after practicing for most of the night tonight, she has already become a mid-stage beginner. Can you describe it as horror?
If she continues at her terrifying cultivation speed, and with the help of the Devil's Flower, she can at least reach the peak state of a Great Spiritualist within a month.

You must know that ordinary practitioners can reach the state of spiritual master before the age of 17, which can already be called extraordinary talent.

And Ling Beiyan's current physical condition is nothing more than a twelve or thirteen-year-old child!

"We must reach the period of calamity within half a year! Otherwise, there is no way to escape from Yu Jinye's palm." Ling Beiyan looked at his delicate and small palm and said slowly.

There was absolute confidence in his eyes. At this moment, Ling Beiyan had already made up his mind.

No matter how hard it is, within six months, she will improve her strength to the stage of calamity!
……

The night grew darker.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Ling Beiyan continued on his way.

She doesn't feel tired tonight, so she doesn't want to rest.

suddenly-
A faint smell of blood suddenly penetrated into Ling Beiyan's nose, although it was very faint, but she was very sensitive to the smell of blood after she often crawled around among the dead in the previous two lives.

Frowning, Ling Beiyan identified the direction of the bloody smell.

It was right in front of her.

It seems that there is very likely to be trouble ahead.

It's just that the road she's taking now is the only shortcut to the top of the black mountain, and she doesn't want to change it.

No matter what, she should go to the front to check the situation first.

Thinking of this, Ling Beiyan quietly held the dagger in his hand, and then ran forward quickly.

After walking about 500 meters, Ling Beiyan saw a faint fire.

Then, she carefully hid behind a big tree, squinting at the scene in the open space not far ahead.

Arriving here, the smell of blood in the air has become very strong, almost nauseating.

living hell.

The scene ahead is simply hell on earth.

Countless corpses were piled up on the ground, including men, women, old people, and children...

Blood flowed like a river, and those corpses were all killed with a single knife. It seemed that they were done by experienced killers.

 The level of spiritual power has been posted in the comment area. In the latest top comment, if you have any questions about the level, you can go and have a look~
  Hey, babies, guess what happened to the heroine?
  
 
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