my goddess school flower

The first thousand and 120 six chapters of the dead soul into blood

As soon as he entered the black water, Prince Qiao immediately felt a huge corrosive force, his skin cracked uncontrollably, and his flesh and blood began to rot.

"Huh? So strong?" Wang Ziqiao hurriedly withdrew his feet and exclaimed. He could clearly feel that a super strong will quickly broke through the tenth profound entrance of flesh and blood that he could control, and penetrated into the deeper entrance. Among them, in this way, his body can be destroyed.

"This is the place where the dead souls of gods sleep, everywhere is full of divine power, and the power of gods can no longer be described by will!" Yu Wei said.

Wang Ziqiao naturally understood it, but he didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary black water was so powerful. He said: "If this black water can be taken away and can be controlled, wouldn't it be extremely simple to let it deal with those true gods?"

"Can you take it away?" Yu Wei smiled.

Prince Joe shook his head: "What's so special about this black water? Why do the spirits of gods choose to meditate here? Is it the place where elves bury their bones?"

"This black water was originally called the Divine River. The river water is as clear as fine nectar and jade liquid. It is formed by the dewdrops of the ancestral tree of longevity. It is almost similar to the fountain of youth. The residents of the God Realm generally live on both sides of this divine river. The scenery here It is beautiful and picturesque. Residents are thirsty and hungry, and a sip of water is enough. Every newborn baby will bathe in this river. At that time, in the God Realm, there was no war, no intrigue, and everyone was carefree. It's a real paradise!" Yu Wei said.

But Ye Qingling also said: "The bottom of the river is the place connected to hell. Gods and demons will always be together, but they will never cross the boundary! This river has nurtured the gods. After the death of the gods, even if the soul disappears, some remnants, The will and divine power, still remembering the beauty here, will automatically gather here, sink to the bottom of the river, and reincarnate in hell!"

"So it is!" In Prince Joe's mind, a picture of the Garden of Eden has appeared. Humans, gods, and all kinds of beasts and plants live together harmoniously. There are blooming flowers on both sides of the river, and sage trees grow everywhere. Fruit trees, people here have long lives like elves, pursuing love and beauty, children playing, women laughing, men are also pursuing joy and art...

The God Realm was supposed to be like this, why did it suddenly become like this?

Is it because of the invasion of the jade people?Or was it resisted by the gods of the Pan Gu world?

It's a pity that everything in the world has laws and is in a constant cycle. It is impossible to be beautiful forever, because beauty is always short-lived.

"Then let's start from this Heihe River. Maybe, when we all pass, we can all become gods!" Gong Miaomiao said.

But Ye Qingling shook his head and sighed: "You are thinking too simply. If you want to fight against the dead souls of these true gods, you will be a little overwhelmed. Killing intent, they have too much unyielding!"

"Then how do we guide it? If that's the case, it's better to let sister Guanghan take us directly to fly there!" Gong Miaomiao asked back.

"Is there still a place at the bottom of the river?" Prince Qiao also became curious.

"The God Realm has been destroyed, the region has also suffered, and the passage has been destroyed. Otherwise, these dead souls should have gone to hell, or reincarnated!" Ye Qingling replied.

"Oh, why did I forget it?" Wang Ziqiao suddenly thought of his soul refining bead, shook his hand, and took it out.

This Soul Refining Bead is also called Corpse Soul Turning Blood Bead, which was snatched from the necromancer. After the necromancer was killed, Prince Qiao already recognized its owner with a drop of blood, and gave it a new name.

The efficacy of the soul refining orb was highly praised by Wang Ziqiao. It could transform the soul into blood.

There are so many souls here, can't they be transformed into a lot of divine blood?

Sure enough, as soon as the soul refining orb came out, it seemed to feel the huge power of the soul here, trembling one after another, trying to get out of Wang Ziqiao's hands.

Wang Ziqiao grasped it tightly, and his willpower penetrated through layers of space, and easily entered the center of the soul refining bead.

This is where the Artifact Spirit exists, and the huge pool of blood keeps rolling.

Ordinary artifacts, like fairy artifacts, can be self-cultivated, just because their wisdom is not as good as that of humans, and their growth is relatively slow.

"How many dead souls can you refine?" Wang Ziqiao passed into consciousness.

The blood in the blood pool turned into a red giant, imitating the appearance of Prince Joe, and replied: "As long as you give me time, I can refine all the dead souls into pure blood. When the time comes, master, you can directly Using it, there will be no side effects!"

"really?"

"Of course it is true. You can not only use it yourself, but also use it for everyone around you. I can transform my soul into a drop of divine blood every day. This divine blood has been transformed by me, but there is no external will, of course not. If there are side effects, the owner only needs to absorb it slowly!"

"Okay, let's go!" Wang Ziqiao shook his hands and threw out the Soul Refining Orb.

The Soul Refining Orb floated above the Black River, and began to quickly absorb the faint black mist. In this black mist, the power of dead souls was hidden.

Everyone waited quietly by the river.

The day passed quickly.

The soul refining orb returned and landed in Wang Ziqiao's hand, and a drop of blood came out from it. This blood was purer than that of the scarlet flame monster, without the slightest color, just like colorless crystal tears.

"Is this divine blood?" Wang Ziqiao couldn't believe it.

"This is indeed the purest divine blood, which is transformed by the divine soul. This drop is enough for a cultivator in the Tribulation Stage to upgrade to a small level. Even you, with up to ten drops of blood, can break through the No. 11 entrance It's gone!" Fairy Guanghan analyzed.

"So powerful? It's a pity that the necromancer only cultivated spiritual power, not physical training, and died prematurely in our hands. If his cultivation base was stronger, reached the sanctuary realm, and came to the god realm, Its cultivation level will definitely improve rapidly!" Wang Ziqiao rejoiced secretly.

However, he didn't use it immediately, and said, "Yu Wei, send this drop of divine blood back for them to refine and use!"

Yu Wei nodded: "It's better for you to be kind to the sisters, then this drop will be given to Feifei first, I always feel that Feifei has a great relationship with the God of Destiny in the God Realm!"

Prince Joe didn't reply, because when he came to the God Realm, he also had great doubts in his heart after hearing Sophie Fei's words and the prophecy of the Elf Queen.

Therefore, he planned to let Feifei come to the God Realm to practice together.

After all, divine blood is transformed from the dead souls of gods and spirits. It is extremely pure, and once ingested, it will automatically fuse into flesh and blood without any refining.

After Yu Wei sent the divine blood into the small world, everyone simply rested by the river, closed their eyes and rested their minds, and let the soul refining beads continue to refine their souls.

One drop per day, neither fast nor slow, on the 15th, Yu Wei opened her eyes and said with a smile: "Feifei has succeeded, she has reached the initial stage of the Sanctuary, and she will be here soon!"