God Ring Howl

At this time, the whispering voice was getting closer, louder, and clearer.

Zhao Xiang could vaguely hear what he was saying.

"help me……"

The moment the word "save me" fell into his consciousness.

Zhao Xiang's soul inside the altar seemed to have been hit hard several times by a giant hammer.

A kind of telepathy, wrapped in surging pain, passed through his body like a shooting star.

He didn't know what it was for, he was very strange and shocked, that voice seemed to be his father's call, and that pain seemed to be the emotional storm that surged after hearing the tragic experience of his parents, relatives and brothers.

Zhao Xiang's tightly closed eyes flashed coldly.

He tried his best to run the aura and energy of his whole body.

Amidst the bang, the consciousness that went to investigate the demon artifact absorbed the infinite energy sent.

Inside the demon artifact, the consciousness surrounded by the cold air emitted by the air wall immediately vibrated unceasingly after receiving the energy sent by Zhao Xiang, bursting out with an earth-shattering momentum, it broke through the encirclement fiercely, and the front end turned into a The sharp thorns, which can break gold, pierced deeply into the five-foot-thick air wall like lightning.

His face turned pale, and Zhao Xiang spat out a mouthful of blood arrows.

When the blood arrow shot out, Zhao Xiang clearly saw that his consciousness had already rushed out of the air wall.

He directly saw this ray of consciousness that had acquired his mighty energy fly over the criss-crossing green vines.

In an instant, it rushed out of the demon weapon in one go, and returned to Zhao Xiang's forehead ancestral aperture smoothly.

His body trembled violently, and Zhao Xiang spewed out three bloody arrows again, with shock on his face.

Zhao Xiang immediately breathed out the energy that calmed some riots in his body, and Uncle Huan stood aside in great concern.

Qinglong turned the [-]th grade sacrificial treasure Jinhutang into a golden shirt, and stood beside Zhao Xiang anxiously, feeling a little at a loss.

After a long time, Zhao Xiang slowly opened his eyes, looked at the huge demon artifact 500 meters away with lingering fear, the voice that made his heart skip a beat and was in pain was always circling in his mind, and he remained silent.

Save me, save me, save me...

The heartache that this voice brought to him became more and more intense.

In an instant, in the depths of his soul, a hurricane was set off tyrannically and irresistibly.

And he, Zhao Xiang, was trapped in the center of the hurricane, his whole body was torn apart, his lungs were squeezed, and it seemed that he was about to collapse and perish.

Forcing the suffocation and pain caused by the heavy pressure like a huge mountain, Zhao Xiang turned to Uncle Huan and asked in a deep voice: "Uncle Huan, do you have a formula for collecting this demon artifact?" Then he glanced at Qinglong and asked Said: "Brother Qinglong, I want to take this demon artifact,"

What Zhao Xiang saw in the demon artifact, Uncle Huan, who used to be the spirit of the divine ring weapon, naturally saw it clearly. In a sense, he is a part of Zhao Xiang, a part of Zhao Xiang, As for Qinglong, it is currently a soul body, and the sixteenth-grade sacrificial treasure can transform into various forms according to its will. Qinglong let it transform into a golden shirt and wear it on his body. Of course, he also saw the scene inside the demon artifact.

"Master has reached the late stage of the Lord's Divine Realm, so he should be able to use the Treasure Collecting Technique," Uncle Huan immediately replied with a solemn expression, "It's not that the old slave is lazy, and the master can collect it, so he can control it better." A demon artifact, "

Qinglong immediately sent a message to Zhao Xiang: "Boss, this is a small spell that enhances the effect of the Treasure Collection Jue,"

With a flick of Uncle Huan's left hand, a milky white light talisman fell into the depths of Zhao Xiang's soul.

Almost at the same time, Qinglong's information light spot also entered his soul in a flash.

Zhao Xiang quickly understood that this is the general method for collecting space treasures, and it is the unique secret technique of Tiandaomen.

As for the small spells that Qinglong blesses to collect treasures, it is Qinglong's exclusive experience in cultivation, and generally it will not be passed on to the outside world.

His eyes flashed coldly, his face was uncertain, Zhao Xiang sat down cross-legged without saying a word, closed his eyes tightly, and immersed his mind in the Treasure Receiving Technique.

This kind of exclusive secret technique, no matter which world or sect it is in, will not be passed on to the outside world, especially the general method of collecting space treasures, which is only an extremely rare supernatural power. Time, how many times have you failed, and only in an accidental comprehension and deduction, the divine consciousness flickered so brilliantly, and you found the heaven-defying formula.

Uncle Huan broke into Zhao Xiang's sea of ​​knowledge to collect treasures, which is the secret technique of the master of the Heavenly Dao Sect of the God Realm, with a total of 1 eight moves. It is complicated, difficult, and difficult to understand. Thousands of years, it is very difficult to learn, let alone master its essence.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiang's consciousness and soul have undergone the baptism of ten kinds of spiritual energy, tempered by the divine fire and divine thunder of the Qingluo Star Wild Continent for more than a month, and after the beating of the destruction of Hongmenghuangyu, and the Eye of Destiny now It is the realm of great success again. On the whole, although it is the peak of the main god realm in the late stage, its true strength is unbelievably strong, almost reaching the mid-term peak of the supreme god.

On the other hand, the tricks and essences used by Uncle Huan directly penetrated into the depths of Zhao Xiang's soul, which made him less of a process of sorting out and thinking when learning, so the speed of mastering and using them was naturally greatly improved.

But even so, Zhao Xiang spent a full day on the fifth floor of the divine ring repeatedly practicing and understanding deeply.

When he withdrew his mind from meditation, his eyes flashed with colorful light.

Zhao Xiang discovered that his current cultivation was still at the peak of the late master god realm, but it had been consolidated a lot.

"Uncle Huan, this set of collecting treasures is extremely difficult and complicated, and it can be called the best in the world," Zhao Xiang said to Uncle Huan who was protecting the law by his side, "It also has the magical effect of improving one's cultivation. Alright, how long have I been on the fifth floor,"

Focusing on Zhao Xiang, Uncle Huan showed a satisfied smile on his face, and replied: "One day, the old slave congratulated the master on the great achievement of the treasure art, and the peak cultivation base of the late stage of the main god realm has been consolidated again,"

Qinglong cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Having the god ring, the boss will have a cheating device when he cultivates."

"One day is equivalent to nearly 30 years in the outside world," Zhao Xiang was shocked.

He never imagined that it would take him so long to learn the Treasure Collecting Art.

He originally thought that he was learning too slowly, and kept complaining and blaming himself in his heart.

Uncle Huan hurriedly explained: "Master is already very fast. Most people don't have a millennium. I'm afraid they can't even learn the fur."

Qinglong chimed in and said, "Boss, you're also very dark. You have comprehended the Treasure Gathering Jue and the little spell I gave in such a short period of time. I'm afraid it's the No.1 in history."

Zhao Xiang opened his eyes wide: "It's not that exaggerated, Uncle Huan, Big Brother Qinglong, so to speak, I'm pretty fast at learning."

Uncle Huan nodded with a smile: "It's not very fast, it's very fast, it can be regarded as super fast,"

Without asking any more questions, Zhao Xiang jumped up from the ground and immediately got out of the fifth floor of the divine ring.

All that was left behind was the blue afterimage.

At a place 500 meters away, Zhao Xiang quickly stood in stealth as soon as he stepped out of the altar.

His hands fluttered like butterflies, and streaks of multicolored light shot straight at the huge monster artifact in the distance.

As soon as these multicolored rays of light touched the almost translucent demon artifact, they swam psychically, and in an instant, they turned into spells shining with various colors of light.

It wasn't until he played 1 eight handprints in a row that the huge demon artifact 210 meters away was filled with various spells one by one. At this moment, Zhao Xiang's face was already pale, and his chest heaved violently.

With so many handprints, it almost took away his seventh level of energy.

If it wasn't for the extremely rich ten kinds of aura, if it wasn't for absorbing and storing so much Yanghuo aura in the barbaric land, absorbing so much power of thunder and power of yin and yang in Hongmenghuangyu, Zhao Xiang couldn't stop sighing in his heart. , Wanting to make more than ten thousand handprints in one go is simply a daydream.

Thinking so in my heart, my hands didn't stop for a moment, and my mouth even yelled: "Shut up,"

With the loud shouts, the demon artifact wrapped in many spells suddenly trembled.

All kinds of charms flowed around the demon artifact like lightning.

Immediately, the demon artifact turned slowly like a huge luminous body four hundred feet high and five hundred feet wide.

Zhao Xiang's face became paler and his breathing became more rapid, but his hands were flying like lightning.

The colorful rays of light flying out from both hands directly shot towards the huge luminous body in front,