From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

Luo Zheng and Ling Shuang follow the crowd and go around the temple.

At the intersection of the three temples, there is a square mesa, which is the soul arena. The surface of

as like as two peas is covered with a pale blue powder.

It is not allowed to leave the other side at will when fighting in the soul arena. Otherwise, once the enemy is defeated, he will flee back to the other side, and the fight can not be carried out. These powders are used to prevent the people who participate in the fight from escaping.

"Why so many people?" Luo Zheng glanced.

There are a lot of people around the soul fighting field, and their Yang soul cultivation is not low. Looking at the past, most of the Yang souls are shining purple, and many of them have obviously become indigo souls.

"Things are getting worse and worse," Ling Shuang said.

Most people go to the other side to look for the keepsake on the other side, but they are not interested in fighting at the soul level.

Although the establishment of soul arena is not short, it is not very popular.

The bear clan invited Mo Yijian to the soul arena. There were so many people gathered at the scene. Looking at this posture, not only the bear clan, but also Shennong's disciples came.

When the orthodoxy of the four major ethnic groups survived, it was the time when the ethnic groups were most united.

The fall of Jiuli was not brought down by a family with bears, but by the addition of Shennong Lieshan.

The combination of these two forces has already aroused the vigilance of the heavenly palace. However, the bears and the heavenly palace are geographically far apart, and the heavenly palace and the other two people live in peace.

But as qiuyinhe said, Tiangong is different from the way that bears choose, and I'm afraid it will be opposite in the end.

The man who had driven the snake tide before went to the soul fight field and said in a loud voice: "the day before yesterday, Mo Yijian defeated more than ten people of the bear family in a row. What's more, it damaged the soul of Ji Changluo, my brother of Ji Changjin. Now he hasn't recovered. Today I will fight Mo Yijian for my brother again!"

As the voice fell, the people behind Ji Changjin began to shout.

"Ho ho ho!"

The Yang spirits of those people were very strong, and they were very powerful for a time.

Mo Yijian stepped into the soul arena without delay. He was still indifferent and said: "it's just the soul arena. How can there be so much nonsense? Do it

"Wait!" Ji Changjin said, "in the past, the soul fighting field had to bet some money. Today is no exception."

"Colorful head?" Mo Yijian is already impatient. "How about a thousand soul pills?"

A thousand soul pills is not a small number for ordinary Tiangong disciples, but for Mo Yijian, Ji Changjin's existence is insignificant, but Mo Yijian doesn't want to see any color at all, so he perfunctorily says.

But she shook her head a thousand times! Come on

With his orders, a man came out from behind him, and this man took out a huge transparent ball from his Xumi space.

After seeing the transparent ball, the people around the soul fighting field immediately gave out a cry of surprise.

"It's the crystallization of the soul!"

"So many soul crystals!"

"My God

"Isn't Ji Chang going to gamble on these soul crystals?"

Luo Zheng and Ling Shuang's face also showed the color of surprise.

Soul crystal is originally a very precious thing. Generally speaking, it can't be bought by Shenjing and hundan. In other words, it's priceless.

The crystal of soul in the transparent sphere that Ji Changjin took out is enough to make people grow up to the level of indigo soul, which is more than the crystal of soul that Luo Zheng absorbed in the soul palace!

"A soul fight is worth taking out so many soul crystals?" Lingshuang road.

Luo Zheng also pondered in silence that even if Ji Changjin was a genius in the bear family, he should not be able to bring out so many soul crystals. Even if he could bring them out, he would not bear to press them up. What was his purpose?

Mo Yijian saw so many soul crystals, and his face also showed the color of emotion. He was still a little far away from indigo soul level. If he could win these soul crystals, he could reach the goal in one step, but he said: "it seems that this fight can't continue."

"What do you mean?" Ji Changjin asked.

Mo Yijian said with a bitter smile: "you are too valuable. I can't get so many soul crystals."

Bet a thousand soul pills on such a big group of soul crystals that a fool would play like this.

Who knows Ji Changjin waved his hand and said, "it doesn't matter. Listen to me. We bet so many soul crystals, but it's not easy to get it."

Then he turned his head and pointed to the bottom, and there were two bears standing out.

The Yang spirits of these two people exude a cold and powerful spirit breath, which is outstanding even among indigo spirits.

"Today, our three brothers go out to fight and accept the challenge of Tiangong people. If all three of us are defeated, this soul crystal will be given to the last winner," Ji Changjin said.Hearing Ji Changjin's words, a lot of people's faces showed the color of emotion.

It would be very difficult to fight the three brothers with one man.

But the meaning of Ji Changjin's words is that they accept the wheel fight, and all of them can fight in turn until they defeat their three brothers!

If you defeat the last one of their three brothers, you can get the soul crystal. Isn't it wonderful?

"Needless to say," Mo Yijian said, "I'm afraid other people don't have the chance to play. I'm enough alone."

Ji Changjin just sneered and left the soul fighting field. At the same time, he said, "Ji Yue, you are the first one to go up!"

That Ji Yue jumped up and stepped into the soul arena.

"Hum!"

Five or six purple soul rings came out of Ji Yue's head.

The strong and cold soul breath diffused from the soul fighting field, and those weak Yang souls even couldn't help shaking.

Mo Yijian gave a faint smile, but he didn't say much. The Yang soul swept gently in the soul arena, and turned into a small whirlpool, blooming with amazing sharpness!

"Good strong true meaning breath," Ling frost sees this white awn face a change exclaim way.

Luo Zheng said with a smile: "can't you see the origin of the white mang?"

After thinking about it, Ling Shuang said, "that's true enlightenment Mo Yijian is so quick that he uses it as a supernatural power? "

After practicing the first 150 words of the chapter of true enlightenment, she naturally understood the origin of the white whirlpool.

"Well," Luo Zheng nodded.

Maybe the first 100 words in the chapter of true understanding fit with Xinliu sword. Mo Yi sword can be used in a short time.

Ling Shuangxiu's Tai Yi Jian Jue is not a supernatural power, and she doesn't study it. It's not a simple thing to integrate the two. Maybe Ling Shuang's grandmother can do it.

"Shua!"

The white awn released by Mo Yijian flashes away, and an invisible sword goes straight to Ji Yue.