Looking at Lu Chen who looked confused, several people around him laughed.
"You're such a foreigner. Not long after you arrived, you found Qiongqi's corpse, entered the Shiwan Mountains and got a hundred-year extension, and made those shameless old guys from the four tribes look down in despair. Go back and you will have firmly taken root in their hearts!"
Tie hugged Lu Chen's shoulders, punched him on the chest and said, even though he was the captain of an area of the escort team and was used to seeing life and death, he still admired the young man in front of him.
Anything requires not only strength, but also luck and wisdom.
Not to mention the human race, there were several powerful cultivators who entered the Hundred Thousand Mountains. There were several alien species alone, but none of them retreated safely, let alone the existence at the deepest part of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Throughout the ages, not to mention getting a hundred years of extension, even the strong ones who have entered the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains are very rare.
"I'm just like a monk hitting the clock every day. Aren't I forced by you?" Lu Chen laughed and looked in the direction of the high priest. There was no one there.
"Okay, stop complaining. The high priest has left long ago. You kid, go to seclusion as soon as possible!" Tie Xiao scolded.
Hearing this, Lu Chen nodded and turned into an afterimage and disappeared at the entrance of the secret room. He could no longer bear it. Jiu Nether Ghost, he even felt his heart trembling.
"Concentrate!" Mr. Ge's figure condensed, reminding Lu Chen to suppress his restless heart. "Any slight change may lead to wasted efforts, and the result of failure will be wiped out!" Mr. Ge warned again.
"Yes!" Lu Chen nodded. Half an hour later, he had adjusted to the best state of mind and cultivation. Looking at the dark black fire clusters slowly spinning in front of his eyes, Lu Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Come on. , help me break out of my cocoon and become a butterfly!"
Holding a concentration pill in his mouth, his mind fell silent, his handprints changed, and the soul secrets in his body circulated.
Looking at the suspended Nine Netherworld Soul, Lu Chen's figure trembled a little. This was different from how he had taken the Nine Netherworld Soul into his body with the help of the Nine Nether Bird.
"Hiss!" The moment he touched the Jiuyou Ghost Soul, the heartbreaking pain caused Lu Chen to take a breath of cold air and connect his fingers to his heart. If it weren't for the operation of the Soul Art, he would have no doubt that these fingers of his would have been disabled. .
"Drink!" He gritted his teeth and shouted coldly. He suddenly stretched his whole palm into the Nine Netherworld Soul, and started using the Soul Technique to grab the Nine Netherworld Soul below.
As soon as they got closer, a scream echoed through the secret room. Even the clan members guarding the entrance frowned, "What kind of skill is the clan leader practicing? It seems like he was cut into pieces by a thousand swords!"
"Ask me, who should I ask? The patriarch is not weak. The technique that can make him scream like this must not be simple!"
"Stop talking nonsense, go and inform the high priest!" Another tribesman cursed. What time of the day is this? There is still time to discuss the technique.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The young man came back to his senses and hurriedly ran into the distance. But after just two steps, he turned back in a panic, "The high priest Shenlong has disappeared, where can I find it?" ?」
Hearing this, the two of them were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, walking around the entrance of the cave. Read the book
"I'm fine, no need to worry!" Lu Chen's voice came from the secret room. At this moment, he had already withdrawn his palm from the Nine Netherworld Soul.
Looking at his almost withered right hand, he glanced at Mr. Ge again, "Old man, why do I feel that something is not very reliable!"
"Go away!" Ge Lao cursed, "You have to hurry up if you want to refine!"
"It's a gamble!" Lu Chen smiled, and stuffed the second concentration pill into his mouth, and two more pills to restore spiritual power. His mind fell silent again, the soul secret was running in his body, and he pressed his right hand against Jiuyou Ghost Soul. Down.
"This..." Lu Chen was surprised that Jiuyou Ghost was actually avoiding him, "Does this mean he has intelligence?"
Mr. Ge shook his head, "Nine Nether Ghosts have not yet developed spiritual intelligence. This is just an instinct. When encountering a strong enemy, it is the natural consciousness to act quickly!" Mr. Ge waved his hand, imprisoning Jiuyou Ghost and urged.
Lu Chen nodded and pressed down his right hand again.
"Drink!" With an angry shout, his right palm turned into a claw, and he suddenly pressed Jiu Nether Soul into his palm. A suction force came out from the palm, trying to pull Jiu Nether Soul away.
The soul is completely absorbed into the body.
"Be calm!" Mr. Ge reminded. Just at that moment, Lu Chen's whole body swayed and he almost fell to the ground.
His mind sank, and the whole body soul arts circulated for another week. The devouring power of his palms greatly increased. The struggling Jiu Nether Soul was like a duckweed that had lost its last straw, disappearing into the secret room in an instant.
"You can only rely on yourself from now on!" Mr. Ge sighed, shaking his head with worry on his face, and his soul body was entrenched at the entrance of the secret room.
An hour passed,
Two hours passed,
Three hours passed,
In the blink of an eye, a day has passed, and even Mr. Ge frowned a little, "What happened?" He was also a little confused.
He had refined the cold evil ice soul before, and had a lot of experience in refining strange objects such as the soul. The past day had already exceeded his estimate.
"Did it fail?"
However, just as Mr. Ge finished speaking, Lu Chen's body, which had been silent for several hours, suddenly trembled. In just a moment, pieces of pitch black crystal appeared out of thin air, forming a transparent sphere directly outside his body and completely covering him.
"This..." Even though Ge Lao had condensed his soul and body, his expression was a little weird at the moment, "Does it mean that there are different experiences in refining various souls?"
He was puzzled. When he refined the cold evil ice soul, he only had to survive the pain that would be remembered for life. Not only was the length of time in front of Lu Chen abnormal, but the eggshell-like crystal made him even more confused. Puzzled.
"Wait!" Mr. Ge sighed and sat cross-legged again, staring at the figure in the transparent crystal. If it weren't for the relatively stable aura of the other party, he would even feel that the young man in front of him had died.
The soul is an extremely domineering existence. If you are not careful in refining such an existence, it will be destroyed in ashes.
In the sea of souls, the condensed sea of souls of Lu Chen was undulating. He stared at the spiritual monument not far away. The first spiritual monument had completely turned black. Except for the white color that appeared from time to time, no one would believe that it was a white monument. Spiritual monument.
Under the spiritual monument, there is still suppressing the other self who was crushed and exploded by the beast god. It is a figure condensed by practicing the Demonic Heart Art.
"Is the soul secret going to give birth to a second version of myself?" Thinking of this, Lu Chen looked surprised. However, an hour had passed, and the figure had never been completely condensed.
Compared with the speed of the first self-condensation, it can be called a turtle speed.
The time consumed in shaping each part was measured in hours. Lu Chen wanted to scold him for being so slow.
"What's going on?" Lu Chen suddenly spoke, not knowing how long it had been.
Under the second spiritual monument, a figure is entrenched. Judging from its physical appearance, it is almost carved from the same mold as Lu Chen. However, the figure under the spiritual monument is too weird. It is headless and its body is still dark. It is not like the first figure. Same.
"Is this going all the way to darkness?" Lu Chen muttered, staring closely at the second self, "How come there is no end?" He was really puzzled.
"Is it because the Soul Technique is incomplete?" Lu Chen suddenly thought of the Qinglong Realm and his group. The strong man from another continent told him that the Soul Technique was not a method from Lingtian Continent.
"I can't summon a headless self when fighting!" Lu Chen was a little depressed.
I looked at the first figure again, but it was still suppressed by the spiritual monument, and then disappeared into the sea of souls.
"Where did you come from?" Lu Chen's figure had just disappeared, and the figure suppressed by the spiritual monument screamed at the headless man not far away.
"Speak, I'm asking you!" After a long time, there was no response, and the figure condensed by the Demon Heart Art roared again, but there was still no movement.
"Without a head, you become a mute, poor baby!" The figure condensed from the Demonic Heart Technique shook its head and fell silent.
In the secret room, a soul body was pacing back and forth with a worried look on its face. From time to time, it looked back at the figure shrouded in crystals.
"What on earth is this little guy doing? It's been so many days!" Mr. Ge muttered. As soon as he finished speaking, his walking suddenly stopped and his face lit up.
In front of me, an eggshell made of condensed crystals seemed to have a very slight cracking sound.
After looking carefully, there was nothing unusual, "Did I have an illusion?"
Mr. Ge frowned. He had been guarding this place for several days, staring at the young man in front of him every moment, which consumed a lot of money.
Mr. Ge, who had just turned around, suddenly turned back, his expression suddenly changed, and a terrifying aura roared out from the eggshell.
"Little guy!" Mr. Ge exclaimed. With a wave of his hand, the temperature of the entire secret room dropped sharply, and pieces of ice crystals condensed on the walls.
"Old man, you want to freeze me to death!" The laughter came from inside the eggshell.
"You...your kid is still alive!" Mr. Ge's voice was trembling. He had never waited for someone like this in many years.
"Don't worry, old man. I was just joking with you. That's the aura of the Nine Netherworld Spirits. However, my current state is a bit strange!" Lu Chen spoke again and asked Mr. Ge many questions.
After a long time, Mr. Ge frowned and said, "It shouldn't be. Ordinarily, this Soul Technique is not used to increase your cultivation level. Why can your strength soar by two levels?"
The third level of the Spirit King Realm. It had only been a while since the boy in front of him had already reached the third level of the Spirit King Realm. Even he felt that the speed was too fast.
Mr. Ge secretly sighed in his heart as a little monster.
You must know that Mr. Ge lived in the most prosperous Central Territory, where geniuses and monsters emerged in endlessly. Without the help of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, no one would be able to jump two levels in such a short period of time.
He had refined the Cold Evil Ice Soul and consulted various classics, but the answer he got was the same. Refining the soul would not improve his cultivation in any way, but only improve his combat power. In other words, Jiu Netherworld The soul can only be regarded as an auxiliary.
"It's the seventh generation of immortality!" Lu Chen pondered for a moment and said. He felt like several figures were practicing at the same time. If this was spread, it would probably cause a huge sensation.
