"Let me see how many true souls are inside these two stones." Qin Yun's eyes flickered.
He held the stone in his hand and examined it carefully.
The Formless Holy Soul Technique is used, and the true soul inside is observed. The seed in the sea of true soul is constantly growing and sprouting.
Qin Yun felt the changes in the sea of true souls.
"There are about a hundred true souls in each stone. Based on this change, if I observe about 10,000 true souls, the Fire Linjiao can be promoted again and reach the rank of ninth-grade true soul."
"If there are other higher-quality true souls inside, this number should be reduced a lot."
Qin Yun also discovered that among these stones, the one with the highest quality of true soul was only a fifth-grade true soul.
I don’t know if the other party can only obtain true souls of this quality or if there are other reasons.
When the Soul Swallowing Soul Furnace was released, these true souls sank into the furnace and were refined by the furnace.
Wave after wave of extremely pure energy poured into Qin Yun's body. Under this situation, Qin Yun felt that his strength was rising steadily.
Click.
A subtle voice came, as if he had broken through some kind of imprisonment, and he reached the late stage of the Xiantian realm.
Qin Yun's eyes flickered: "This speed of improving strength is really exciting. I don't know how many stones there are in the Demon Palace that day."
When he walked out of the room, there was already someone waiting for him outside. It was Feng Jitian.
"Master Qin Yun, our gang leader told me to wait for you here. After you pack up, you can go to the territory of our Emperor Gang at any time."
Qin Yun nodded: "Then go now."
Among the Emperor's Gang, Feng Jitian looked depressed and didn't know what happened.
Obviously when he contacted the person above, the other person's intention was to let him hold Qin Yun back. When he arrived, he would definitely kill Qin Yun and seize the treasure.
Unexpectedly, other news came yesterday. Qin Yun could not die, so they must not touch Qin Yun.
He couldn't help but think about it. Fortunately, he and Qin Yun didn't have any conflicts during this period of time, nor did they reveal their thoughts. It didn't get to the point where it was either you die or I live.
"Gang Leader, Qin Yun is here."
Qin Yun strode in from behind, knowing that he would gain nothing this time. After all, he had already obtained the black stone last night.
After being taken to visit the Emperor Gang by Feng Jitian, Qin Yun was about to leave, but suddenly he raised his head.
He could feel a very powerful aura approaching rapidly in the horizon, and that aura seemed to have locked onto him.
"Little thief, was it you who killed Zhuo Lu? And also destroyed my shadow?"
A vast and majestic voice came from the sky, and invisible pressure was suppressed towards Qin Yun. A middle-aged man in purple clothes appeared in the sky in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Qin Yun's body still standing upright, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
People around him had fallen down, and among the crowd, only Qin Yun stood upright, as if he stood out from the crowd, extremely obvious.
Zhuo Yongan snorted coldly, stretched out his palm, and slapped Qin Yun directly.
There was a violent fluctuation of origin energy in the palm of the hand, with an extremely powerful power. Before it fell, the stones below seemed to be unable to withstand the force and were all broken.
Even some people with relatively low cultivation levels were bleeding from all their apertures and had no breath at this moment.
Although Zhuo Yongan did not deliberately target them, as a strong man who has transformed into the realm of gods and demons, his every move carries an extremely powerful aura. Even if it only leaks a trace, it is not something these people can compete with.
Feng Jitian's face was pale, and he could feel that if this palm fell, even he would be seriously injured and dying.
He glanced at Qin Yun and sighed in his heart. Qin Yun could not escape his fate after all.
At this moment, Qin Yun was a little shocked.
Naturally, he could not contend with the pressure of a powerful person who had transformed into a god or demon. But at that moment, his true soul jumped. A hazy light emitted from the magical treasure map, and this power was revealed. Pressure dissipates.
Seeing that the opponent's big hand was about to fall, Qin Yun knew that he was no match, so he turned around and ran away, using his physical skills to the extreme. His figure kept shuttling through the streets and alleys, blending into the flow of people from time to time, trying to get rid of the pursuit behind him.
Zhuo Yongan landed a palm, and then he realized that Qin Yun had escaped, and he became furious.
"Let me see where your kid is running!"
He bombarded the streets indiscriminately. It was obvious that Qin Yun had been targeted every time he attacked, but the boy kept moving back and forth like a loach, so that none of his attacks landed on the opponent.
The other people on the street didn't have any expressions. After all, this was Chaos City, and they were already used to fighting.
However, such a strong person who has transformed into a god and demon realm still makes them look at him with side eyes when dealing with a person in the innate realm. The most important thing is that the opponent actually spent such a long time without defeating him, which is even more interesting.
"Isn't this person's state of transformation into gods and demons achieved by using pills? Isn't this too useless?"
"Who was the person he captured? So powerful?"
"You are truly a role model for our generation. With the strength of the Xiantian realm, you can sustain yourself for so long under the hands of those who have transformed into the realm of gods and demons. If you spread the word, you can brag about it for a lifetime."
"Ah, ah, bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Zhuo Yongan's eyes were scarlet, with fierce murderous intent in his eyes.
"Seven Star Palm!"
Seven illusory palms appeared in the sky, forming the shape of seven stars, and were suppressing Qin Yun.
Qin Yun looked solemn, looking at the tavern in front of him, and the speed of his feet increased a bit.
But Zhuo Yongan had already developed murderous intent, and the surrounding space had been locked by the opponent's attack, leaving him no place to evade.
Qin Yun's eyes flickered as he looked at the Overlord Flame Spear in the True Soul Sea.
This is the king-grade true soul, something left by the ancestor. If it is sacrificed, it can naturally resolve the immediate crisis.
But in front of everyone, once this thing is taken out, the ripples caused are unimaginable, and he will also be in a very dangerous situation.
In a room not far away, a woman wearing black tights looked up at the sky. Her eyes fell on Zhuo Yongan, and a cold murderous intention slipped through her eyes.
There was black mist condensing in her hand, ready to rescue Qin Yun at any time.
Seeing that the Seven Star Palm was about to fall, Qin Yun sighed helplessly and was about to use the Overlord Flame Spear.
A lazy voice suddenly came: "My tavern is not very big. What if you fight here and demolish my tavern?"
