The more the spirits are, the more they will be.

Su Ze walked in the inner space of the Soul Purification Altar.

He kept looking for places with relatively strong spiritual energy.

Inscribed the spirit, devoured the surrounding energy, and looked for the next place.

In the process of repeating this step, the number of divine patterns on the three-legged, two-eared round tripod gradually increased.

Gradually, only a small part of the place was left blank.

Su Ze stood up, his face slightly pale, and chose a direction to walk again.

Now it is quite difficult to find a place with relatively strong spiritual energy.

After walking for a long time, he finally found a pretty good place.

Su Ze sat down cross-legged and began to inscribe the divine pattern again.

A huge amount of spiritual energy poured into his Niwan Palace, and divine patterns were engraved on the round tripod.

At the same time.

The Immortal Sword also began to absorb energy.

One man and one sword, as if they had turned into two black holes, madly devouring the spiritual energy around them.

Several other Tianjiao frowned and opened their eyes in confusion, wondering why the energy suddenly dropped so fast.

A sense of urgency suddenly appeared in their hearts.

The rapid reduction of spiritual energy can only mean one thing, that is, someone has successfully condensed the prototype of a soul soldier!

In their cognition, there is only this possibility.

Even if they were beaten to death, they would not believe it.

The reason behind this is not that someone has condensed the prototype of a soul soldier, but that someone's soul soldier has already achieved a small success!

And it is still being improved!

At this moment.

Su Ze is concentrating, his mind is extremely concentrated, and he began to engrave the last divine pattern on the small tripod.

The power of thought surged, and the difficulty increased sharply.

He was very cautious. This step was particularly critical and could not make any mistakes.

His mental power turned into a carving knife, carefully carving on the wall of the tripod.

An extremely complicated divine pattern gradually appeared.

This was the divine pattern on the forehead of the giant elephant.

Although Su Ze did not know what it meant, it exuded an extremely mysterious Dao rhyme.

The invisible Dao fluctuations began to spread quietly.

At his brow, a bright light suddenly burst out.

The light spread out and turned into a bright light curtain, flowing quietly, like water waves.

One by one, complicated runes appeared, as if the truth of heaven and earth was hidden in them.

In the dark, it seemed that the sound of the Dao began to echo.

Rumble! !

Suddenly.

The entire Pure Soul Altar began to shake.

Everyone was awakened and looked at the surrounding space in doubt, not understanding what was going on.

And at this time.

A vast and oppressive wave appeared, sweeping across the entire space in an instant, covering everyone.

Boom!

Heavy pressure like a mountain fell on everyone's body, almost crushing them to the ground.

But who among the people present was not arrogant?

How could they be crushed to the ground in such a mess?

For a moment.

Everyone forced their bodies to straighten up, trying to resist the pressure.

Among them, Ye Qing was relatively relaxed, and his body was the strongest.

But Sun Xiu was not.

In terms of hard power, he was the weakest one.

He clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and roars came from his throat. His body trembled violently, trying to stabilize the problem from falling.

However.

Ideals are full, and reality is skinny.

Bang!

A muffled sound sounded.

Sun Xiu lay on the ground unwillingly, his face twisted and his expression ferocious.

This posture is too humiliating!

At the same time.

Everyone was confused.

What happened?

That wave just now... is the spirit of the weapon! ? ?

Isn't the spirit of the spirit of the Pure Soul Altar basically in a dormant state?

How did it suddenly wake up?

The Tianjiao were full of doubts and had no idea what happened.

At this time.

The power where Su Ze was.

In the Niwan Palace, the three-legged and two-eared round tripod was slowly turning.

The divine patterns on it were lingering, covering the entire tripod wall.

Soul soldier minor success!

Not only that, it is also a minor success soul soldier that is about to reach the perfect level.

Soul soldiers at this stage are generally only possessed by peak Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses!

But now it appeared on Su Ze in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Suddenly.

A vast wave of sword spirit, it seemed that a pair of eyes in the void descended on Su

Ze.

His heart tightened for no reason, and he immediately sensed this gaze.

Weapon spirit?

The Immortal Sword trembled slightly, blood light emerged, and the sword spirit appeared beside Su Ze.

Su Ze was a little uneasy and a little confused about the situation.

Did he devour too much and cause dissatisfaction with the weapon spirit?

Now that he was on someone else's territory, it seemed a bit bad to do so.

The most important thing was that he couldn't run away...

In an instant, one thought after another came to his mind.

Even the system mall appeared.

He was looking for something that could help him get out.

The big teleportation talisman appeared in his hand, and he was ready to start it, but he didn't know if it would work.

Fortunately.

The gaze only lingered on Su Ze and the sword spirit for a long time, and then quietly faded away.

Su Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment.

A stream of spiritual energy that seemed to be real suddenly descended here, vast and incomparable, and many times more dense than before.

Su Ze was stunned when he saw this, and then he was surprised and happy.

Did the weapon spirit seem to be helping him?

He couldn't care less now, so he sat down and began to devour spiritual energy, tempering his soul weapon over and over again.

The sword spirit was thoughtful, and felt that some memories in his mind seemed to have recovered, but he couldn't remember what they were.

She shook her head, stopped thinking about this question, and turned back to the Immortal Sword.

Boom!

One person and one sword turned into an energy black hole again, and began to devour frantically.

This energy was too huge, even they couldn't absorb it all.

Therefore.

A small part of the energy escaped to the surroundings.

The rest of the Tianjiao immediately sensed the energy that appeared out of thin air, and they were overjoyed.

Such a rich spiritual energy!

They were surprised and happy, and didn't dare to waste any more time, and hurriedly began to continue to condense the prototype of the soul weapon.

After a long time.

Boom!

A muffled sound appeared.

Su Ze let out a long breath, stood up, and stretched his muscles and bones.

A purple-gold light lit up from the center of his brows, and a round tripod appeared in front of him, slowly turning, steady and powerful, with an invisible Dao rhyme quietly spreading.

He nodded with satisfaction.

The soul soldier who had almost broken through to the great perfection, and the surging sea of ​​spiritual power, all made him reach an unprecedented peak in the field of "God".

The harvest of the Soul Purifying Altar this time was not small!

The Immortal Sword trembled slightly, and it was obvious that it had also gained a lot of benefits.

Those spiritual energies repaired part of her damaged soul, and it seemed that something was about to recover.

Su Ze was looking forward to it, hoping that the sword spirit could recite a few A-level exercises for him at that time.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like