Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 445 Unknown Journey

With the passing of a little bit, in the blink of an eye, on the night when the appointed day came, Yang Xuan showed an excited smile on his face.

Because, he has finally practiced the art of splitting the gods to the level of Xiaocheng.

This is a huge transformation.

Looking inside the Sea of ​​Consciousness, it can be seen that the volume of the soul has shrunk by nearly one-tenth, but the soul has become more transparent.

If Yang Xuan's soul used to be a white ball of light, then his current soul is a ball of white light, radiant and brilliant, like a gorgeous pearl.

Above the soul, nine hundred and ninety-nine strands of soul threads are arranged vertically and horizontally according to a special trajectory, interweaving into a strange light pattern several meters in size, glowing with gorgeous light.

This is the formation diagram that is automatically generated after a small success in the split-thread alchemy.

This formation diagram, called the God Refining Formation Diagram, exudes a strong suction force all the time, absorbing the vitality of the world from the outside world like a sea of ​​rivers.

The vitality of the heavens and the earth is filtered through the map of refining the gods, turning into incomparably pure energy, which sprinkles on the soul below, slowly nourishing the soul, making the soul brighter and brighter, and its volume also increases at a speed that is hard to see with the naked eye with.

"It feels so good!"

Yang Xuan stood up from the ground, only felt that his eyes and ears were clear, his mind was refreshed, and he was indescribably comfortable, feeling like he was going home with the wind.

"What is this? When you have practiced this supernatural power to perfection, then the soul will be the image, control the way of heaven, and be immortal." The purgatory boy said.

"The immortality of the soul is too far away for me. I still have to practice the secret skills of the soul while I still have some time."

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan quickly sat down cross-legged again, and began to practice the soul secret technique that comes with the silk-splitting refining technique.

The technique of splitting the soul is not only a supernatural power for refining the soul, but also has three secret skills of the soul, but the conditions for practicing the three secret skills of the soul are very harsh.

For example, the first kind of soul secret skill can only be practiced after practicing the silk-splitting magic technique to a small degree.

In the heavens and all worlds, the secret skills of the soul are absolutely rare, and many sects regard these secret skills as secrets that cannot be passed on, and treasures of the town.

It is no exaggeration to say that every soul secret technique possesses unpredictable power.

Spirit Storm!

That's right, the first kind of soul-soul secret skill in the art of splitting threads is called spiritual storm.

For a martial artist, the stronger the soul, the more abundant the soul power.

The soul power here is spiritual power!

Spiritual power is invisible, invisible, ethereal, invisible and intangible, but it has infinite uses.

Just like the perception of a warrior, in fact, it radiates mental power to detect troubles in all directions.

Of course, this is just the simplest use of mental power.

On top of it, there are various attack methods, which are the legendary secret skills of the soul.

According to the records in the Art of Dividing the Soul, Spiritual Storm is a high-level secret skill of the soul, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate.

For an ordinary person, it is very difficult to practice successfully, even if it is successful, the power is not satisfactory, because this secret skill needs to refine the divine formation map to exert its power.

Yang Xuan pondered carefully, and gradually had an in-depth understanding of spiritual storms.

It is complicated to say, but it is actually very simple. If you want to practice this secret skill, you need to operate your mental power according to a certain vibration frequency, so as to exert incredible power.

Yang Xuan's talent is extremely high, after studying it carefully for half an hour, a glimmer of understanding emerged in his heart.

Suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, and a storm gushed out from his eyes without a sound, strangling the stone bench in the distance into pieces.

This is the tyranny of the spiritual storm,

Once cast, it is like a tornado storm, destroying everything.

Although the mental storm is invisible and qualityless, others cannot see it, but once the storm breaks out, others can clearly sense the terrifying power that strangles everything.

What's more important is that the mental storm has a terrible lethality to the soul of the living beings. If a warrior with a strong physical body is hit by a mental storm, the physical body may be fine, but the soul may shake violently, or collapse on the spot.

It's just that it takes a lot of mental power to cast a mental storm, and it takes a lot of time to use this secret skill.

"It's a good secret skill, and it's also a threat to warriors in the divine power realm." Purgatory Boy said lightly.

"Really!?" Yang Xuan was both surprised and delighted.

"Why lie to you, of course, the premise is that you can hit the opponent."

"I've only just mastered it. As long as I practice more in the future, the time consumed will be greatly shortened. By then, I can definitely use this trick to trick people."

"If you want to shorten the casting time, you can't just rely on practice. You have to keep growing your soul. Only with strong mental power can you exert the power of the spiritual storm."

"You don't have to worry about this. I have already practiced the method of splitting the gods to a small level. The soul is nourished by the vitality of the world all the time. Even if I don't practice it, the soul will become stronger and stronger."

"Hey, your kid's luck is much better than my former master's. Work hard to cultivate. The stronger your spirit is, the less side effects you will have when you cast the Heavenly Demon Martial Soul in the future."

"And this benefit!?"

Yang Xuan was very excited. Although he possessed a powerful Heavenly Demon Martial Soul, he didn't dare to activate it until the moment of life and death, because the side effects of the Heavenly Demon Spirit were too great.

But as he practiced the technique of splitting threads to refine the gods, the side effects of the Heavenly Demon Martial Soul were easily solved. "

As thoughts flickered, Yang Xuan suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and continued to use the mental storm until his mental power was almost exhausted, before he stopped.

With the small success of the split-thread refining technique, there is another huge benefit, that is, there is no need to worry about the slow recovery of mental power exhausted.

But after a stick of incense, under the nourishment of the vitality of the heavens and the earth, Yang Xuan's mental strength reached a state of fullness, and there was also a little bit of diligence.

……

By the time Yang Xuan washed up briefly, changed his clothes and walked out of the inner room, the sky was already bright.

At this time, Su Ziyao and his daughters were all in the hall.

Father Yang Tian, ​​Manba, Li Yunfei, Shi Yu, Luo Cheng.Wang Chuan, Xie Fei and others, even Mu Qingyu, who is practicing in seclusion, also came.

Yang Xuan looked at the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Mu Qingyu.

She is wearing a water-green skirt, about 1.7 meters tall, and her black hair is tied up with a headband, revealing a round forehead. Although her face has no makeup, it is all beautiful.

Yang Xuan quickly came back to his senses, and said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, sister Qingyu, for recovering her appearance."

In the past, on Mu Qingyu's right cheek, there was a very eye-catching maroon birthmark. It was fire poison, which could not be removed by medicine, and completely destroyed her beauty.

But now, she has reached the seventh level of the Vientiane Realm, and the birthmark of fire poison on her face has disappeared.

And without the birthmark, she has changed from a person who is hated by others to a beauty who is not inferior to Su Ziyao, Shen Yuexin and other women in terms of appearance and temperament.

If it weren't for the imminent parting now, Yang Xuanbao wouldn't be allowed to chat with her about life ideals, cultivate feelings and so on.

"Thank you." Mu Qingyu said, her voice was melodious and pleasant like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley.

While speaking, her gaze was evasive, not daring to meet Yang Xuan's gaze.

In her eyes, Yang Xuan's gaze was extremely penetrating, as if he could look directly into people's hearts.

This is normal, Yang Xuan washed his pupils with Taiyin Shenshui, even if he didn't open the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, his pupils still give people an extremely sharp feeling.

"You don't need to thank me, all this is the result of your hard work." Yang Xuan waved his hand.

"No, if you hadn't brought me to Sword God Palace, I wouldn't be where I am today. I will always remember your kindness in my heart."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan just smiled, his eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and he couldn't help showing a little reluctance in his eyes.

Today, he was about to leave, and there was a burst of nostalgia in his heart.

"Xuan'er, although dad doesn't want you to go, but a good man has ambitions everywhere, and now I can only hope for your safe return."

Yang Tian stepped forward, patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder and said, he is a father as well as a martial artist, he knew that Yang Xuan had to step out in order to be tempered, and eventually become an indomitable martial arts expert.

"Brother, I can't bear you."

"Brother Yang, don't leave, okay?"

Gu Qingying and Fang Qingxue ran over tearfully, clutching Yang Xuan's arm tightly from left to right, refusing to let go no matter what.

Su Ziyao, Xia Yuwei, and Shen Yuexin's eyes were flushed. Although they didn't speak, their pretty faces were full of reluctance and worry.

Yang Xuanzong is hard-hearted, and at this moment his heart softened a little.

But in order to become stronger, he still has to make a breakthrough.

"It shouldn't belong to this world there, so go ahead and don't show your sharpness too much."

A majestic voice came, and Gu Tongxuan appeared without a sound.

"The disciple understands."

Yang Xuan bowed towards Gu Tongxuan, and said to Yang Xuan: "Father, the baby will not go to Mother's place, please say goodbye to her for me."

After finishing speaking, his eyes swept over Manba, Li Yunfei, Shi Yu, Luo Cheng and others one by one, and said: "Everyone, I'm not here this year, you have to practice hard, and when I return, let's enter the Hall of Eternal Life together. "

Manba and the others nodded one after another, not forgetting to tell him to be careful when he was done.

"Palace Master, after the disciple leaves, I will trouble you..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Tongxuan said: "Don't worry, with me here, no one dares to mess around in the sect."

As soon as the words fell, an ethereal voice came into Yang Xuan's mind.

"I'm waiting for you outside the Sword God Palace."

This is the voice of Zhan Wang Yi Wuya.

"Xue'er, Ying'er, you..." Yang Xuan looked at Fang Qingxue and Gu Qingying with some headaches.

"No, I don't want my brother to leave." Gu Qingying gritted her teeth.

"Xue'er." Yang Xuan looked at Fang Qingxue.

"Woooo..." Fang Qingxue burst into tears, and finally let go of her hand.

"Brother, do you really want to leave?" Gu Qingying raised her head, looking at Yang Xuan with tears in her eyes.

"Yeah, brother has to go." Yang Xuan's voice was rough, and he didn't want to stay, but with his current cultivation base and strength, it's not the time for his son and daughter to love each other.

"The elder brother promised me that he would come back alive."

"Well, I promise you."

Yang Xuan nodded his head heavily, and despite all his reluctance, he bid farewell to everyone with tears, and resolutely embarked on an unknown journey.

　Next is a new map, new characters, and a new plot. Thirteen is writing very slowly, and I will try my best to write it well! ! !
　　
　
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