Chapter 1217 Spiritual Rosary

Style: Fantasy Author: Remnants of sorrowWords: 2843Update Time: 24/01/13 04:57:59
"Qin Yan——"

"Qin Yan, don't pretend to be dead, wake up quickly, the ring battle will begin soon!"

I don't know how long it took, but Qin Yan suddenly felt a powerful force acting on him.

An unkind voice exploded in Qin Yan's ears like thunder, forcibly waking Qin Yan up.

Qin Yan's consciousness quickly returned to his body.

His eyes opened, and a terrifying light suddenly shot out, sweeping towards the middle-level god-level man named Qin Yan.

The middle-level god-level man was immediately startled and subconsciously took a few steps back.

The look in his eyes just now made him feel like he was seeing the God of Death, instantly making him feel hairy and terrified.

After a long while, the middle-level god-level man managed to stabilize his figure.

He looked a little angry and glared at Qin Yan angrily, and cursed angrily: "Boy, are you looking for death? Why are you so scary?"

"Hmph, how can a dying person sleep so deeply?"

"You're a really interesting person. It seems you haven't had the slightest bit of consciousness to die yet."

"But it's okay. When you get on the ring, you'll know how to write the word death."

"Let's go quickly, don't linger here."

Only then did Qin Yan see clearly that the man standing in front of him was the middle-level god-level man from before.

However, Qin Yan had no intention of paying attention to him at this time.

Just three days to go?

So fast?

Qin Yan didn't feel the passage of time at all.

During these three days, he seemed to have entered a dark world.

The world of spiritual power.

In the turbulent ocean of spiritual power, he experienced endless hardships and pains, even the test of life and death.

Although it only lasted three days, Qin Yan felt as if he had experienced hundreds of reincarnations.

The limit was broken again and again, so that Qin Yan could survive until now.

Now thinking back on the course of these three days, Qin Yan felt that he had a narrow escape from death and suffered all kinds of hardships.

In the end, he survived without any danger.

but--

Qin Yan was immediately surprised to find that his spiritual thoughts had reached the level of three marks and a thousand threads in one fell swoop.

There is only one last step left to condense the four traces and step into the realm of upper gods.

"what happened?"

"In just three days, my mental state has improved so much?"

"How could this jet-black bead improve my spiritual energy so much?"

"In other words, not only is this jet-black bead not here to kill me, but is it here to help me?"

"Who is helping me secretly?"

"No way? There are powerful beings in Black Wind Stronghold helping me behind the scenes?"

"Is he someone related to the Longteng clan? Or is it the clan leader who has some close friends in Black Wind Stronghold?"

"But it shouldn't be possible, right?"

"Heifeng Village is full of evil people. It is impossible for the clan leader to have any interaction with the people of Heifeng Village."

For a moment, Qin Yan couldn't figure it out.

This is so weird.

At first, Qin Yan thought that this jet-black bead was here to kill him, and it might be the Qilian clan's method behind it.

In fact, Qin Yan once thought he was going to die.

But unexpectedly, not only did he not die, but his strength also increased greatly.

Just three days is enough to exceed three years of hard work.

In particular, what is improved this time is spiritual thought.

The most difficult one to practice.

At least that's the case for Qin Yan.

The difficulty of improving mental power is somewhat more difficult than the other four.

However, in just three days, he has improved by almost three marks, which is simply unbelievable.

Qin Yan felt a little unbelievable, and he was extremely amazed at the effect of this black bead.

What kind of treasure is this?

It must be extremely difficult.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to improve one's mental state so much?

Such a huge improvement in spiritual thinking immediately gave Qin Yan full confidence.

Now if he uses all his strength to control the sky, then the power will be more than ten times higher than before, right?

The mental power that is infinitely close to the level of the upper gods, presumably it can pose a great threat to the existence of the upper gods, right?

If it were unexpected, it would probably be enough to easily kill a high-level god-level being.

This is a big trump card.

Such a situation made Qin Yan feel secretly happy.

Unexpectedly, someone gave him such a generous gift.

This was obviously helping him win the duel in this arena.

Who is the person who is helping him behind this?

It really made Qin Yan puzzled.

What kind of divine object is this jet-black bead?

At this time, the voice of the God-Suppressing Prison Artifact Spirit suddenly sounded: "Master, you are in great luck. This is a spiritual rosary, and it is a very high-level spiritual rosary."

"Such a spiritual rosary is enough to make the beings in the regional god realm rush for it."

"Especially for practitioners of spiritual mindfulness, it is regarded as a treasure."

"However, it is of little value to practitioners of other ways."

"But the spiritual rosary is also an extremely rare thing."

"For the cultivation of spiritual thoughts, it is an absolute sacred object."

oh?

Spiritual rosary?

After listening to the words of the God-Suppressing Prison Artifact Spirit, Qin Yan finally knew what it was.

Only then did I realize how precious this thing was.

"Then who gave me this spiritual rosary?" Qin Yan couldn't help but ask.

The god-suppressing prison weapon spirit joked: "Maybe the female devil took a fancy to your beauty, master, so she secretly showed her kindness."

Well--

Qin Yan was immediately speechless.

Fart beauty.

Thinking of the actions of the third master before, Qin Yan is still a little nauseous.

Just thinking about it makes me feel sick all over.

The man in the middle god realm saw Qin Yan sitting there in a daze and ignored him.

He suddenly became angry and rushed over to get angry at Qin Yan: "Boy, are you pretending to be deaf and dumb for me? Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

But as soon as he rushed in front of Qin Yan, he was given a cold glare by Qin Yan and couldn't help but stop.

The sound also stopped suddenly.

It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed his throat.

Inside, there was an inexplicable sense of fear.

This look was full of killing intent.

very scary.

Qin Yan coldly glanced at the middle-level god-level man before stepping out.

When Qin Yan came to the Black Wind Arena, there was already a man in the upper god realm waiting for him on the arena.

This person is actually not a human race.

This is a little giant.

He is five meters tall, extremely strong, and looks like a small mountain.

The upper body was naked, and the lower body only had an animal skin.

The bronze skin exudes an oily shine.

In his hand he held a huge stick over three meters long.

The face is ferocious and the body is hairy.

Looking at it, he looks like a primitive savage.

On the mouth, there are two inverted fangs exposed, which shows a bit of ferocity.

And this person actually has three eyes.

It looks very strange.

What kind of life is this?

It was also the first time for Qin Yan to meet him.

In the God Realm, apart from the beast race, this was also the first time Qin Yan saw alien life.

He came a little late, and the host should have finished the introduction just now.

Therefore, Qin Yan did not know who the other party was or what race of being he was.

But that's not important.

When you stand on this stage, you are your enemy.

The great improvement in mental power now makes Qin Yan full of confidence, full of confidence, and extremely high fighting spirit.

Then, let’s fight!

Qin Yan moved his hand and held the natal sword in his hand.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and he looked at the alien life with cold eyes.

The beings of the Three-Eyed Clan stared at Qin Yan with a cold expression, looking down on him with arrogance.

Hong's thunderous voice sounded: "Boy, I'm going to smash you into a pulp."

"You were lucky enough to win three games. This one is your end. This is the moment of your death."

"Come on kid, let me see what you're capable of."

"You can use any of your moves. If you move, I will lose."