Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 639 The Last Moment

Seeing Mr. Hu's back disappearing outside the door, Zhao Xiaoyu's expression became slightly subtle.

"It seems that Baolou is very aware of our other actions!" Luohunzi came out of the inner hall with a complicated expression.

"That's right, that's why Baolou proposed such conditions for cooperation!" Zhao Xiaoyu nodded slowly, sighed softly, and said, "However, although such conditions seem generous, we are indeed at a disadvantage !"

Luohunzi smiled wryly, and said, "There's nothing we can do if we suffer a loss. Who told us that we are not strong enough now, and the trick is still in the hands of others!"

"Yes!" Zhao Xiaoyu stood up, looked at the sunlight outside the door, took a deep breath, laughed again, and said, "At this point, we can only think of the best!"

Luohunzi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed too, and said: "That's right! If there is really something to gain, even if you can't get the real treasure, but Baolou is rich and powerful, we can't suffer any big losses if we think about it!"

"That's right, if there are really a lot of resources coming into the account, it's no problem for us to be the No. [-] cultivator in the Sky League! Besides, if there is a real problem with Xiaonan, this treasure building must give us a roof!"

Zhao Xiaoyu was thoughtful: "This can be regarded as a matter of mutual benefit! That's it, it can only be Xiaonan's side!"

"Yes, this subordinate understands! Now let's arrange a formal cooperation with Baolou!"

Zhao Xiaoyu walked slowly to the door, walked to the sun field in front of the door, looked up at the sky, and murmured: "Xiao Nan, don't let anything happen!"

Fang Xiaonan is really under some pressure.

Today is already the seventh day, but Xiaobei's reaction is getting bigger and bigger.

The entire process of repairing the soul with magic beads is also a reshaping process; in this process, the foundation is completed in seven days, and the remaining 42 days are also equivalent to the observation period.

Seven days of concentrating and concentrating the soul is the way of heaven. If there is no problem for seven days, then the soul is basically stable. Even if there is a problem, it will mostly only affect one's own character and the outside world, and the impact on one's own soul is already minimal !

Therefore, the changes and conflicts of the souls on the seventh day were nothing more than normal.

"Seven Stars Soul Suppression, Suppression!"

Under the pressure of the seven lamps of soul-sacrificing lamps, Fang Xiaobei's face was ferocious, and several blue veins bulged on his forehead that had been dyed a faint red. Although his eyes were still closed, his body was struggling to turn left and right, his hands It even scratched dozens of marks on the ground, as if trying to struggle to wake up.

Fang Xiaonan's face was pale, with a deep tired look on his face, only a pair of eyes were still as clear as water, and he couldn't help struggling, even the lamp seedlings of the soul lamp seemed to be struggling and resisting, and began to move around. Swaying, brows slightly furrowed.

This situation has happened dozens of times so far today!

At first, it happens every half an hour or so, and gradually the time gets shorter and shorter, and now it happens once every 10 minutes or so.

He raised his hand and looked at the countdown on the watch. It was three hours before the last day.

The imitation Xiaobei on the ground was getting louder and louder, and even the eyes were trembling slightly, as if they might open at any time.

"call"

Gently exhaling, Fang Xiaonan stretched out his finger, and once again tapped Fang Xiaobei's forehead that had been dyed a faint red.

But this time, instead of just dripping a drop of blood, it was placed on the forehead and never let go.

"The soul returns here, the soul returns to the original, and Mo Lixi goes, my blood suppresses the spirit!"

With this soft drink, traces of blood began to ooze from Fang Xiaonan's fingers.

Under the awe of this blood relative's repression, the blue veins on Fang Xiaobei's forehead slowly tightened again, he stopped struggling and regained his calm.

But Fang Xiaonan's complexion turned pale again.

Time passed by, Fang Xiaobei was as calm as before, but Fang Xiaonan's face became paler and paler.

When the countdown entered the last hour, Fang Xiaonan's face was already pale as paper.

With a trembling left hand, he took out a elixir and put it in his mouth. As the elixir turned into a fragrant liquid and flowed into his stomach, his pale face looked a little better.

But Fang Xiaonan didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, because a wisp of tiny but extremely pure black air began to rise slowly from Fang Xiaobei's forehead, wrapped around his fingers, and slowly moved towards him. side push.

At the same time, countless magic sounds and phantoms began to grow in his mind, constantly eroding his soul!

This is the price!
As a soul-suppressor of blood relatives, if he uses this kind of forbidden technique and wants to help his relatives resist the evil spirit, then he will naturally have to share the evil spirit.

Fortunately, Fang Xiaonan's soul is already extraordinary, and he has already been tempered by the soul of Changsheng Jun; the direct confrontation with the extraterrestrial demons in the past few days has made his soul even more refined.

Although the evil thought in front of him was pure and powerful, it still couldn't easily shake his soul; it was just like layers of huge waves hitting the reefs on the coast without stopping.

The yin and yang consonance was flickering slightly, but it didn't come to help Fang Xiaonan get rid of his demonic thoughts, and Fang Xiaonan didn't intend to use the consonance to fight.

Although the invasion of such evil thoughts is dangerous and hard, it is a rare training for the soul; it is even more difficult to find such opportunities on weekdays.

Therefore, but steadfastly endured the invasion of these evil thoughts, making his own soul more pure and powerful.

This will increase the success rate for him to step into the semi-holy realm in the future.

"What a great guy!"

The eyes in the void looked quietly at everything below, and looked at the imitation Xiaonan whose arm had been mostly corroded by the faint black air, but was still as motionless as a mountain, couldn't help but exclaimed.

It’s not that there are no such methods of cultivating gods with demons, but those who dare to try and find a chance to try it are not alone; but those who have tried spiritual practice, at least most of them were directly turned into monsters , only one person succeeded!
Although this is just a magic spirit bead, not a real sky demon, it is still extremely terrifying.

"If you really get through it, I'm afraid that it will be a matter of course to advance to the semi-sage in the future! And with his aptitude and temperament, if he is lucky enough, even a true saint is somewhat possible!"

The eyes in the void showed a touch of admiration, but the vigilance was also stronger.

If this kind of god refining method fails, people will be instantly demonized, and with their own strength, they will immediately become terrifying monsters; coupled with the blood relatives suppressed by the other party, once the two demons come out, I am afraid that this cultivation world is really invincible. People can make it!
Despite the vigilant look in these eyes, a faint purple light began to emerge faintly.

Wa Tiehua, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the building, seemed to have checked something, slightly raised his head and glanced at the top of his head, his eyes showed a lot of jealousy, and there was even a trace of fear.

But this fear disappeared in a flash, replaced by thick and fierce blood.

If someone dares to be unfavorable to the lord, even if the opponent is the Nine Heavens God, they have to pass his test first!
(End of this chapter)