Soul Emperor Martial God

Xiao Yinei looked at the small world in his body.

In the Qiquan, the rising Yuanli height made him feel pleasantly surprised.

These powers originated from the soul power possessed by these tens of thousands of spiritual consciousness.

Wuhun power and soul power are two different things.

Wuhun power is owned by every warrior who possesses Wuhun.

This is the power of Wuhun itself.

The soul power is the power that is unique to the soul master and cultivated.

This is the same as the original strength of the warrior and the physical strength of the Shura warrior, but with different attributes.

Xiao Yi also possesses soul power, which is the power gained from the practice of'Soul Nian Jue'.

Soul power can be used to release soul abilities.

The power Xiao Yi has absorbed now is the elemental power transformed from soul power.

These spiritual senses were all soul masters before they were alive, and naturally possessed soul power.

And spiritual consciousness itself, there is no power, almost nothing.

Several hours later, Xiao Yi's vitality increased and suddenly stopped.

The growth of Yuanli can reach 10%.

In other words, his cultivation level has improved a lot.

From the terrestrial triple to the terrestrial quadruple.

"So little?" Xiao Yi frowned.

After a long while, I understood.

These spiritual consciousness may be powerful in life.

But after death, it turns into spiritual consciousness, and the only thing that can be preserved is soul power.

But soul power, as a kind of power, will also continue to elapse over the long years.

In fact, the soul power contained in these tens of thousands of spiritual consciousness should not be much.

Take Yinfeng Sage as an example, just now seemed to have exploded with formidable combat power above the celestial extreme realm.

In fact, the spirit power he possessed should not be enough to keep him fighting for too long.

It is estimated that in about half an hour, his soul power will be exhausted and he will no longer be able to fight.

Pure spiritual consciousness will only be a phantom without any power.

Of course, if the old monster at the level of the Yinfeng Sage succeeds in seizing the house and escaping.

It is not difficult to restore the peak strength before his death.

Unfortunately, he failed to win the house.

Each spiritual sense, its own soul power, is no longer too much.

But under this huge amount, it condensed into a not weak soul power.

This not-weak soul power was absorbed by the eyes of the Taiyin Sun and transformed into vitality.

It can fill up 10% of the height of his huge gas fountain.

"Huh." Xiao Yi let out a light breath, and slightly reduced his mind.

But this bit of relaxation has not yet come to relax completely.

A huge message had already rushed into his mind.

Strands of memories flooded like a tide.

One by one screen, constantly flashing.

In Xiao Yi's mind, there were no fewer than a thousand pictures flashing in a second.

It was a scene of battle, one after another, earth-shattering attacks.

One by one **** scenes, one by one the strong fell.

"Um..." Xiao Yi only felt a sting in his head.

The huge memory of tens of thousands of spiritual consciousness almost squeezed his head.

After ten seconds, the screen freezes in a sea of ​​corpses.

The blood stained thousands of miles of snow.

The falling snow flakes were covered with blood.

The rest of the scene can no longer be seen clearly, but a tall man is vaguely visible, holding a black long sword.

It is Excalibur.

The flashing picture, so far.

"Ancient battlefield...one." Xiao Yi frowned.

Countless memories of tens of thousands of spiritual consciousness flooded in an instant, and he couldn't accept it.

The head is also very painful.

So simply, he scattered many pictures and memory information.

For one, there is no need for head pain.

Secondly, this memory information is not very useful.

These pictures are fragmented, and none of them is complete.

In the long years, nothing can be preserved intact, not even memory.

Xiao Yi probably got some useful information from these fragmented pictures.

In ancient times, Fengxu's secret territory was not blocked.

It's the same area as the outside world.

However, here has become a battlefield.

A shocking battlefield where countless strong men fought fiercely and fiercely.

"Huh." Xiao Yi let out a soft breath again.

He is still cultivating.

Around him, there was still a steady flow of aura pouring into him.

This is the power that belongs to this secret territory.

And the power in this secret realm comes from... all the strong men who have fallen after that battle.

After death, these powerful men, except for the bones, all the power belonging to their own cultivation base, all spilled into this world.

The so-called death is like a lamp, no matter how powerful the power is, it will be completely dissipated in the world after death.

However, Fengxu Secret Realm obviously has a powerful prohibition that blocked this secret realm.

This allowed these forces to be blocked in this secret realm together after they were scattered.

Xiao Yi only suddenly realized that the monsters on the first and second levels of the secret realm were obviously just ordinary monsters, but they had powerful strength.

Like a wind wolf, outside, it is just an ordinary innate monster.

Here, there is the peak strength of the Earth Element Realm.

That's because these wind wolves have mutated.

In the third layer, the power that escaped after the death of the strong in ancient times was sealed in the secret realm.

Although there are barriers on each layer.

However, the entire secret realm itself is connected.

Therefore, many of the forces in the third layer overflowed to the second and first layers.

Although there are only a small amount, but thousands of years later, it is enough to cause the ordinary monsters that have been sealed here along with the secret realm in ancient times to mutate.

Reproduce from generation to generation, the stronger the strength.

The wind crystals in the monster beasts are also produced because they can automatically absorb these forces all year round.

Time gradually passed.

A few more hours later, Xiao Yi stopped practicing.

The huge aura rushing around also stopped.

The spilled power that exists in this world is huge enough.

It even far exceeds the soul power of the tens of thousands of spiritual consciousness.

It's just that, except for a part of these powers that are constantly drifting in the secret realm, most of the rest are used to maintain the secret realm.

Xiao Yi couldn't get the remaining power, let alone grab it.

Unless he has the strength to counter all the blockade barriers and prohibitions in the Fengxu Secret Territory.

Obviously, he didn't.

Therefore, his cultivation can only stop.

The quadruple repair base of the earth pole that had just broken through before now has reached the mid-term of the earth pole quadruple.

The distance to the poles of the earth is fivefold, which is not too far away.

Xiao Yi was quite satisfied with the harvest this time.

The cultivation base has improved by one and a half.

If he were to practice outside, he wouldn't know how long it would take him to absorb enough strength to be promoted to the first level of cultivation with his huge small world.

In addition, the biggest gain is the same.

He selectively scattered many of the broken images of tens of thousands of spiritual consciousness.

But some have survived.

Such as the martial arts knowledge, kungfu knowledge, martial skills knowledge that these spiritual consciousness possessed before their lives.

These spiritual senses were all soul masters during his lifetime.

The most precious memory in them is naturally the soul master technique and soul ability.

It happened to have a soul skill, complete, and it made Xiao Yi's heart move.

"Fen Ji, the peak soul skill of the heavenly rank." Xiao Yi muttered to himself.

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