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Yuan Futu was quite proud of himself, thinking that he could condense a hundred swords and demons in ten years, which should be regarded as quite a remarkable achievement, but he didn't know that it took hundreds of years for Haoyan to reach this step. During the time period, the number of creatures slaughtered every day was more than ten times that of the current one, and it really deserved the title of killing god.

Although the actual power of this hundred swords has not been tested yet, it is at least much stronger than the already completed Nine Tribulations Sword Formation, and its special filthy power is the nemesis of many immortal weapons. The power of the entire sword formation is even more unpredictable, and this is not counting the effect of the divine pattern branding.

There is no longer any threat in this gate of corpses and souls, Yuan Futu can't wait to come to the gate of Huangshi, this time he can calm down to comprehend the mystery of this high-level divine pattern.

Sitting cross-legged in front, Yuan Futu took a deep breath, mobilized all the power of the soul in the lake, and began to meditate on this divine pattern.

In an instant, the whole person appeared in an extremely dark void, in front of him was a black vortex, which erupted with unimaginable absorbing power, as if it wanted to swallow him alive.

Yuan Futu suddenly had a feeling of sinking consciousness. Once he was swallowed by it, he must be the result of his soul flying away. Fortunately, he had made preparations beforehand. He began to visualize the Supreme Immortal in his heart, and felt the power of infinite faith surging from the depths of the universe. It fell on his body, and then turned into a huge palm, facing the deep black hole.

"No vacuum mark."

The characteristic of this imprint is to guard the soul and not be disturbed by external forces. When it is displayed, it will soon stabilize the soul that is about to be swallowed, and it will not move like a mountain.

"Although the power of the soul is burning crazily, it can last for a while with my previous state."

Yuan Futu Guangning found a white bone skeleton in the depths of the black hole, with only the head, looking down on everything like a god. In front of him, he felt infinitely small, worse than a mayfly.

"A high-level god pattern is not common, and it will cause an uproar in any chamber of commerce in the fairyland. I can't let you slip away in vain."

Yuan Futu had a firm will, looked at the white bone, and fought fiercely with the power of his soul. If he was a little careless, he would fall into it, his consciousness would sink, and his body would become a living dead.

At this moment, some information appeared in his mind, which was obviously obtained from this bone, and it seemed that this strenuous struggle had already paid off.

"The bone emperor swallows the sky seal, which belongs to the high-level divine pattern, and has the ability to swallow the power of the world." Yuan Futu was shocked. He had never heard that the divine pattern can also swallow the power of the world, and this part of the power can be absorbed by the gods. It is much faster to transform and fuse with oneself than to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and then refine it.

At this time, Yuan Futu began to try to visualize, but there are hundreds of engraved lines in the divine pattern that make up this Heaven Swallowing Seal, varying in thickness, length and length, and the proportions are full of mystery, and any deviation will affect this ancient line. The lack of power of the god pattern, it feels that it does not seem to be carved by man, but more like the lines and veins of this world. It is completely natural, and even the slightest modification will completely destroy its essence.

"Sure enough, it's mysterious. This divine pattern can absorb the vitality of the heavens and the earth to operate on its own, so as to exert its effect. It relies on the immortal weapon, but it is independent of the immortal method."

While contemplating, Yuan Futu's mind came up with the image of the Heaven Swallowing Seal, which was bleak, but with the attention of the power of the soul, the engraved lines of Dao Dao's divine pattern became brighter, but this is better than any previous divine pattern. They are all more difficult, and they will be repeatedly frustrated before the progress reaches ten percent. Once there is the slightest deviation, all previous efforts will be wasted and they will start all over again. This is a great test for the soul.

After trying several times, the lake of soul has already dried up, Yuan Futu had to perform "Yuanying Divine Breath" again, to restore the soul by visualizing the image of the Supreme Immortal. Taixian is revered as a god, and the more power of faith he gets, the faster he will recover accordingly.

However, he did not lose his Dao heart because of this. Yuan Futu firmly believed that one day he would climb to the top of the immortal realm, break through the unique magic of the soul and immortality, and be named a god by millions of immortal practitioners to practice.

After recovering, he was immersed in the visualization of the Bone Emperor Swallowing the Sky Seal again. Although the process was slow, it was not without progress. As the engraved lines of Dao Dao Shen Wen were lit up, his soul was also quenched repeatedly. Refinement has been strengthened again, after all, visualizing the divine pattern is a way of cultivation, not to mention the high-level divine pattern which contains endless mysteries.

Gradually, he discovered that the immortal cultivator who created this divine pattern was simply a top genius. He must have observed the pattern of the world, and explored some kind of mystery from the world of earth and immortals that ordinary people cannot reach.

In the round of four seasons, Yuan Futu continued to forge ahead with difficulty in the process of wearing out and recovering. It was like round after round, and at the seventh round, the Bone Emperor Tuntian Seal in his mind was finally honed and formed. The entire divine pattern glowed with a bright light, deeply imprinted in it, indelible.

"Finally got you."

Yuan Futu heaved a sigh of relief, as long as this step is achieved, the divine pattern will be his own, and he can visualize it anytime and anywhere, but if he wants to describe it in the illustrated book, the difficulty will increase tenfold, even though his skill Yun Liu is already quite proficient, and his world strength has reached the Gangxian level, but he still has no confidence to complete the characterization.

You can't act too hastily, you can only walk every step and move forward steadily. However, it has to be said that his growth in the past ten years is almost astonishing.

"It's been so many years, why hasn't Jinbao come?"

Although Heicui seemed to attach great importance to Jinbao and did not hesitate to spend a lot of resources on cultivation, Yuan Futu couldn't help but worry about its impurity after all.

Snapped!

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound.

Yuan Futu's heart was moved, and he immediately opened the storage ring, only to find that the jade slip inside had been broken.

This jade slip was given by Li Maocai back then, and there is no sense of sealing in it, so the transmission of information cannot be carried out. However, once it is broken, it proves that a crucial event has occurred.

09 Yuan Futu stood up awkwardly, held the broken jade slip in his hand, flew out of the Hall of Corpse Souls without thinking, and hurried towards the ghost city.