The devil kills the god

81 Tearing the Primordial Spirit

The Yuanshen tearing technique gathers the Yuanli in the body in the mind, and condenses it into a blade the size of a willow leaf and as thick as a cicada's wing.

This elemental force blade must possess the elements of the five elements. This point alone cannot be achieved by most people. It can be said that it is the first extremely harsh threshold.

The vast majority of people have only the original single attribute in their bodies, which is the so-called spiritual root.

For example, if a person is born with a fire-attribute spiritual root, then he has more unique conditions and faster speed than other people in learning fire-related exercises, fire-attribute spells and Taoism.

However, it does not mean that people with fire-attributed spiritual roots can only practice fire-attributed skills and fire-attributed spells and Taoism. No.

It's just that the speed of practice is much slower, and it's difficult. Few people choose such a path.

It seems that Qingyangzi possesses very unique aptitude attributes. He is a rare monk with three spiritual roots, namely wood, water and earth.

However, the aptitudes of his three spiritual roots are very average, and he has barely learned the other two attribute skills, so he can perform the Yuanshen tearing technique, condensing the Yuanli blade to split the Yuanshen in his mind.

But Xiao Fan is different. Although he doesn't have any spiritual root aptitude, let alone his weird physical body, just because he can practice the "Seven Devils Holy Scripture", it can be said that almost all kinds of spiritual roots are suitable. It can be gathered together, and it is really easy to accumulate the five elements.

"Get ready, I don't know what it will feel like to cut this knife, but you must persevere, you must keep your mind on it, even if you faint, if there is a slight mistake, you will be lost forever!" Malaria nervously reminded.

"Hmm!" Xiao Fan looked serious, in his mind, not far from the Heart Poison Crystal, there was a mist-like luminous body, that was where the primordial spirit was, and it was also the most precious thing for a monk!

The so-called primordial spirit is different from the soul.

The primordial spirit is a higher existence produced by the immortal cultivator through both the soul and the body through practice. It contains the driving force of the immortal cultivator's activities, and is produced by the innate essence, which is the root of life.

In the primordial spirit, essence, qi, and spirit are combined, fused with each other in the most essence, surpassing the five senses and the six senses. Its profoundness is infinitely vast and difficult to explain in words.

But Yuanshen is a whole, if it is forcibly divided, the horror will not be known.

"You must be careful with your hands. It doesn't matter if you cut too much or too little. In Wujimen's Yuanshen tearing technique, it is said to cut off one-fifth of the Yuanshen. The risk is indeed very high, but after the heart poison After rewriting by Jing, plus your Yuanshen is much bigger than others, but at least one-tenth of it!" Malaria continued to remind.

"Only one-tenth of it?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows, which was much less than he expected.

"Don't underestimate this one-tenth, the risk it bears is even countless times greater than the original one-fifth! Because your soul is different from others, it is connected with the crystal of heart poison , In other words, to make your Yuan Ling so huge, it also has most of the effects of the heart poison crystal!"

"If you just rely on yourself, you can't control all of Yuanling's body safely. The bigger it is, the harder it will be! The pain you have to endure will be hundreds of times, thousands of times, or ten thousand times stronger than ordinary people! Maybe you will Because of the pain, he immediately collapsed, and his soul collapsed in an instant!" Malaria shook his head.

"How do you know if you don't try? Originally, my path of immortal cultivation is destined to be different from others, so let this extraordinary continue!" Xiao Fan's eyes were determined, but more of them were crazy!

The blade of Yuanli was controlled by Xiao Fan with incomparable exquisiteness, and it slashed across Yuanshen impartially!

One-tenth of the primordial spirit was also neatly cut off by this knife, and the blade of the primordial force immediately turned into a film, wrapping the cut primordial spirit to prevent the self-healing attack of the primordial spirit itself. The whole process ### is now flawed!

Xiao Fan also shook his whole body, an indescribable pain began to spread all over his body!

This kind of pain is varied and all-encompassing, and it is almost the most terrifying pain feeling of all kinds!

There are the pain of burning fire, the pain of freezing into the marrow, the pain of bone shattering, the pain of cramps and skin peeling, the pain of Ling Chi cutting flesh, the pain of ten thousand insects piercing the heart...

All these pains come from the depths of the soul, lingering and unavoidable!

"Ah!" Xiao Fan's scream echoed in the secret room of the ruins deep in the yellow sand, and his whole body made noises like popping beans, as if his whole body was really shattered!

His spirit also completely collapsed at this moment, and he only tried his best to retain a trace of reason so that he would not completely lose control.

At the same time, the heart poison crystal also released a mysterious soft power to help Xiao Fan share the pain, but the rest also made him almost collapse.

Time passed by minute by minute.

This pain is still going on.

After 24 hours, all the pain suddenly disappeared as if it had never appeared before.

And Xiao Fan was lying on the ground, the pupils of his eyes were almost dilated, he only breathed out but not breathed in, as if he had entered a state of suspended animation.

"I've made it through! I've finally made it through!" Malaria couldn't cry, or else he would be crying all over the place now.

"I... am I still alive?" After a while, Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and said weakly with a relaxed expression.

"It's really hard for you to survive. Although only 24 hours have passed, it seems to me that it is longer than the ten thousand years waiting for the successor in the heart poison crystal!" Malaria nodded.

"I don't know, other than the pain in my head, it's just like a nightmare!" Xiao Fan took a breath, sat up reluctantly, his whole body seemed to be falling apart: "The torn yuan How is God? Should this first step be considered the end of the matter?"

"Well, the torn part of the primordial spirit has become independent, the most dangerous and difficult stage is over, and the next step is to shape the body of the clone!" Malaria said.

"How do I do it? I don't have any strength at all right now. I'm afraid I won't be able to recover for a long time. This is not something that can be solved by Jingyuan stone and Jingyuan marrow, or any good panacea. It comes from the soul and soul. The wound in it!" Xiao Fan said weakly.

"Normal, according to the secret method, after tearing the primordial spirit, if it succeeds, the primordial spirit will be damaged, and there will be a state of powerlessness, and this state will last for at least several decades, no matter how fast you recover, it will take a while. Still extremely tired!" Malar murmured.

"Then what should I do? I can't use any strength, how can I condense my body?" Xiao Fan frowned and said.

"You don't have to worry about these, it happens that the greedy wolf is here, and with the three pieces on you, you still have more than half of the seven-star god-killing disk. Although I can't use this set of magic weapons, I can use some of them. Small function!" Malaria said, got out of Xiao Fan's body, shook his body, and turned into a three-foot-sized black dragon, with black energy around his body and red eyes shining.

"That's good, I'll leave everything to you!" Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and with great difficulty, he released the three seven-star god-destroying discs in his body, which floated in front of him.

"Hmph, it's not a difficult task!" Mala opened his mouth and spewed out a puff of black smoke, wrapping all four Seven-Star God Extinguishing Disks inside, and muttering words in his mouth, causing the four Seven-Star God Extinguishing Disks to emit a faint layer of smoke. light...

Just when Xiao Fan and Malaria were condensing their clones under the thousands of miles of yellow sand, there was an extremely mysterious place on the Yunhe Continent.

Here, there are seven-colored auspicious clouds floating everywhere, and it is impossible to distinguish the sky or the ground. A huge palace stands between the auspicious clouds, majestic and majestic, with golden lights emerging from it, which is extremely sacred.

On the huge palace, two giant characters surrounded by light are particularly eye-catching: "The Promise"!

Inside the palace, in a dimly lit hall, a woman in a purple skirt was standing in front of a huge seat, respectful.

"Qing'er, you have worked hard!" On the huge seat, a burly old man with gray hair and beard was sitting on it. Due to the light, people could not see his face clearly.

"Master, this disciple is still a little worried. Although Xiao Fan has great aptitude, he seems to have many secrets, but after all, his cultivation base is too low. Put the Jieyuan Stone in his place and let him move around at will. Is it okay?"

"As far as I know, the Demonic Dao Alliance has issued a wanted arrest warrant, and he has also become a reward target, and he is worth 550 million spar stones. He will definitely become the target of public criticism. With his cultivation base... he will be chased by greedy people. It's a matter of time to kill!" The woman in the purple skirt shook her head and said.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, the old man has done all the calculations, but he can't figure out the fate of this son. Obviously, he has an extraordinary fate, and he should also be the legendary fate against the sky. Even if he descends to the underworld, Neither the hell world nor the nether world can find anything related to the previous life, and it is not so easy for a person with such a destiny to die because of a small demon arrest warrant!" The old man smiled confidently.

"Is he really so magical?" the purple skirt woman said in shock.

"Well, what I'm best at as a teacher is this sky-counting technique, but the people, things, and things that I counted have never gone wrong, and the elders of the Wuji Sect General Altar also agreed. You don't have to worry about the result calculated by the old man at this time!" The old man waved his hand.

"Since the master said so, then the disciple knows!" The woman in the purple skirt nodded.

"Okay, let's put this matter aside for now. The matter of the Magic Alliance... I am still very worried. Even the old man has never heard of the large formation they want to refine. Moreover, behind this matter, there seems to be some There is the shadow of the demon prison gate, if they also get a leg, it will be even more troublesome!" The old man twisted his white beard and said: "Well, this old man entrusts you with a task, you go to Bihai Qingtian to find your little junior sister Ningshuang, she should be leaving the customs soon, you two must complete this task, you know?"

As he said that, the old man pointed his finger at the woman in the purple skirt, and a gleam with some information was hidden between her eyebrows.

"Disciple understands, leave!" The woman in the purple skirt cupped her fists at the old man, turned and left.

The old man looked at the back of the woman in the purple dress, sighed, and said softly to himself: "The fate of Xiao Fan is so unpredictable, maybe it is really the key person, and you... also Just like him! My good apprentice!"