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Chapter 125 Soul Blade

The First Level of Chaos at least tempered her body, giving her the strength to fight against higher-level people.

The second level of chaos is just looking at something, what's so strange about it?

Divine consciousness can do the same!

Wuwu guessed her thoughts and raised his hand to point forward.

"Look there!"

Ling Luoyu raised his eyes casually and was shocked.

In the fields in the distance, there turned out to be a pastoral bamboo house.

"That's the place of the Ancestor of Chaos... it belongs to you now! Only when you have cultivated to the second level of Chaos can you be qualified to enter there!"

In front of the bamboo house, a bamboo fence encloses the vegetable field and flower garden, with a one-meter-wide gravel path in the middle.

In the flower garden, in addition to all kinds of flowers, there is also a gurgling waterwheel with a tinkling sound.

And behind the bamboo house, there are all kinds of medicinal herbs as far as the eye can see.

"These herbs were collected by the Ancestor of Chaos. Just like your Nine-Leaf Moonlight Grass and Thousand-Pendant Vineyard, each herb has a place to be planted. In that place, the herb will not dry up and die, but will only

Endless life and endless growth!”

The bamboo house is divided into three rooms, with a living room in the middle, a study room on the left, and a bedroom on the right.

The first thing Ling Luoyu entered was the study.

The moment the study door opened, Ling Luoyu's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

What was in front of her turned out to be an infinitely expanding void space.

Rows of bookcases spread endlessly, with no end in sight.

"These are all books collected by the Ancestor of Chaos. As long as you can't think of it, there is absolutely nothing you can't find! From martial arts to humanities, from humans to beasts, from living things to dead things, you can find anything here.

Find out!"

The corner of Ling Luoyu's mouth twitched: "It would be great if there was a computer..."

With such a large number of books, if she really needs them urgently, where can she find them?!

Xuanyu smiled slightly: "Everything here is controlled by your mental power. What kind of book you want, just meditate!"

He waved it casually: "This is the Chaos Martial Record created by the Chaos Ancestor!"

Two books floated out of nothingness, floating in front of Ling Luoyu.

"The Chaos Martial Record built by the Chaos Ancestor is divided into two volumes on the left and right. The left volume is for cultivating Chaos Yuanling, and the right volume is for cultivating Xuan Qi. You can practice at the same time and get twice the result with half the effort..."

What Ling Luoyu needs now is this kind of solid martial arts training, otherwise, every time she faces the enemy, she will just use the chaotic soul to kill.

She has a photographic memory, and after flipping through the two Chaos Martial Arts books, she already understood it in her heart.

Her thoughts moved slightly, her slender fingers waved through the void, and the two books returned to the distance.

"There is also an alchemy room, a pharmacy, a weapon refining room, and a weapons room in the study..."

"Weapons room?" Ling Luoyu thought: "Where is it?"

She really needs a handy weapon right now.

After all, silver needles can only kill people. When fighting the enemy, you still need an awesome weapon.

Wuwu waved his hand again, as if opening a page in front of them, and lightly switched the study room to the weapons room.

The Ancestor of Chaos had a lot of weapons in his collection, but none of them tempted Ling Luoyu.

“Too ordinary!”

"The ancestor has a soul blade, I'm afraid you can't control it!"

He opened his hands, tearing the void apart, and pulled out a broken black knife from the void.

The broken knife is more than a foot long, and its body is the color of ink, opaque, full of evil aura, and exudes the aura of death.

Niuwu warned: "The soul blade needs to sacrifice its soul and blood to recognize its master! If your soul cannot suppress its hostility, it will be injured by the backlash of the hostility. If the soul is injured, you will not be able to control the realm of chaos!"
Chapter completed!
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