Are you crazy! Are you sure you are a beastmaster?

The old man was very angry.

When Sun Xiu saw Su Ze, his eyes suddenly showed many bloodshot, staring at Su Ze like a bloodthirsty beast.

Rage rose, filling his heart instantly.

This guy deserved to be chopped into pieces!

If it weren't for this guy, I should be the owner of the spiritual treasure, and I should be the one who killed the D-level intermediate giant wolf and became the number one prodigy!

If it weren't for Su Ze, I should be the human prodigy who attracted everyone's attention!

Instead of the Sun family's legitimate son who is almost hated by everyone now!

After the incident of the Demon Suppression Tower, the Sun family was completely stinky.

Just the fact that they colluded with monsters and harmed many human races could make them doomed.

Now he can barely maintain his original status, purely because of that Hedao ancestor, and after paying a painful price, he barely managed to keep his position.

"Su Ze..."

Sun Xiu squeezed out this word from between his teeth.

Su Ze heard the voice, turned his head and looked over, and immediately recognized Sun Xiu.

He naturally didn't like this guy.

Raising the Immortal Sword in his hand, his lips slightly opened and closed, silently saying a few words.

"Thanks, Brother Sun, I am very satisfied with this sword."

Sun Xiu saw what Su Ze said, and immediately became furious. He clenched his fists and wished he could sacrifice the Soul-Falling Bell on the spot to break Su Ze's soul!

But in the end, he still held back.

If he took action now, he might be directly disqualified from entering the Pure Soul Altar.

After taking a deep breath.

Sun Xiu turned his head away and stopped looking at Su Ze. He practiced the use of the Soul-Falling Bell over and over again in his heart.

At this point, all the geniuses have arrived.

Including Sun Xiu, there are thirteen people in total.

Several people walked out, their breath was not emitted, and they looked like ordinary people.

They were men and women, middle-aged and elderly.

The gray robes they wore revealed their identities.

The Elders' Council of the Human Alliance!

Those who can become a member of the Elders' Council are at least powerful gods!

But for the geniuses present, the god transformation is nothing great.

Therefore, the expression is still calm.

"Fighting is prohibited in the Pure Soul Altar! There is only this rule, and it is also a rule that must be followed!"

An old man said in a deep voice.

Everyone nodded one by one.

Seeing that no one had any objections, the old man immediately said:

"Let's not talk nonsense, let's get started."

Then.

The faces of the elders were solemn, and their robes moved without wind. They took out a crystal ball, shouted, and began to infuse spiritual power.

The vast spiritual power poured into the crystal ball.

The dazzling light burst out, illuminating the faces of everyone present.

Everyone looked expectant, waiting for the opening of the Soul Purification Altar.

Not long after.

Boom!

A dull sound appeared.

On the open space outside the hall, a large area of ​​space began to distort, and then a huge altar descended.

The surging pressure was overwhelming, and the powerful spiritual fluctuations swept the whole place.

That was the spirit of the Soul Purification Altar.

The Immortal Sword vibrated slightly.

"Immortal weapon!"

The voice of the sword spirit appeared in Su Ze's mind.

Su Ze's eyes condensed, and he looked at the Soul Purification Altar carefully.

Is this thing an immortal weapon?

He asked silently in his heart.

The sword spirit gave a positive answer: "No, it's a low-grade immortal weapon!"

Su Ze was shocked, but soon relieved.

As the largest official organization of the Human Alliance, it is not outrageous to have an immortal weapon.

At this time, the Soul Purifying Altar had completely descended.

"Hurry up and go in, the immortal weapon cannot stay in this space for too long!"

The elders' voices came, urging everyone.

A Hedao disciple rushed up with a confident smile.

His figure disappeared in the blink of an eye and entered the inner space of the Soul Purifying Altar.

Seeing this, the others did not dare to delay any longer and rushed up one after another.

Sun Xiu's eyes were fiery, and his figure flashed, and he rushed in.

Su Ze and the other two did the same, following closely behind.

.........

Su Ze only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the scene changed.

Different from what he imagined.

There were pictures flashing in front of him, many of which were pictures in Su Ze's memory, and some of them were pictures that he had no impression of at all.

He looked back and found that he could no longer see other people.

However, Su Ze was not surprised.

He sat cross-legged, and his thoughts came to the Niwan Palace on his head, sensing the existence of the soul.

In.

Here, he could clearly sense a strange energy.

This energy entered the body and gathered in the Niwan Palace, nourishing the glowing little man and the three-legged two-eared round tripod next to it.

Su Ze was surprised and immediately began to guide the energy and temper his soul weapon.

Long before, he had tempered the soul weapon to a point close to a small success.

Now with the help of the Pure Soul Altar, the speed is naturally many times faster.

The three-legged two-eared round tripod is changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Various details gradually appear, and patterns are entwined on the three legs.

At the same time.

The headquarters of the Cultivator Association.

Everyone is talking about it.

"I wonder how many people can condense soul soldiers."

"Who knows? I think the little guy who specializes in cultivating the spirit has the most hope. As for the others, it depends on luck!"

"Condensing soul soldiers is something that should be done in the Nascent Soul Stage. It is already amazing to be able to sense the existence of the spirit in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Being able to condense soul soldiers is a monster!"

"Don't think too much. Everything depends on the results later."

"If I remember correctly, the speed of time in the Pure Soul Altar is different from that in the outside world, right?"

"Well, one month in there is only equivalent to one day in the outside world."

"But don't think too much. This ability is a great burden on the Pure Soul Altar and cannot be used all the time!"

"That's a pity!"

"............"

The sound of discussion is endless.

And at this time.

A person suddenly walked out of the void.

Everyone looked up, and many people smiled immediately.

"Dean Zhang, you're here?"

Zhang Muzhi nodded lightly and asked, "Have they all gone in?"

After receiving a positive answer.

Zhang Muzhi felt relieved, sat on the chair, slowly closed his eyes, and began to rest.

He frowned slightly, looking a little troubled.

Outsiders who didn't know would think he was in big trouble.

But I didn't know he was thinking about something else.

I wonder if Master Uncle has found Su Ze.

I reluctantly gave away the fine wine that I had treasured for a long time. Master Uncle won't break his promise, right?

Or...get two boxes of wine back when the time comes?

At the same time.

In the Pure Soul Altar.

A faint light emanated from Su Ze's brow.

In the Niwan Palace, a three-legged, two-eared round tripod slowly rotated.

Complex patterns were carved on the three legs, and an inexplicable Taoist rhyme slowly spread.