World of Warcraft Sword Saint

Above the sky, the space barrier slowly opened again...

"Everyone. They are the surviving warriors in the Arena of Souls this time. Big. Haha..." Loud laughter. Sounds from the venue...

Twenty-four figures flashed out of the space barrier almost at the same time.>

It seems to be smiling kindly, but there is a cruel and hideous...

Fatty trembled all over his body. On his forehead, a thin layer appeared> hurriedly nodded. He knew clearly in his heart. The man in front of him was definitely a cruel master. Although he had been with him for dozens of times. Years. But. If it really irritates him, Fatty will definitely believe in his heart. He will wipe himself away without blinking...just like his previous predecessors...

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Cultivation Tower... This kind of huge building with a height of over a hundred meters. It is the most popular place in the city of Hercula except for the Arena of Souls u+|Therefore. Many souls like to come here to condense their souls...

Of course. There is no good thing for free in the world. Therefore, if you want to practice with peace of mind in the cultivation tower, you need to pay a lot of money...

After paying a drop of necrotic liquid to the old man guarding the stone tower with great heartache, Liu Feng also became a temporary guest in this cultivation tower...

According to the "house number" given to him by the old man, Liu Feng found his own training room. At one point, the stone room was a little dark...

With a wry smile, Liu Feng sighed. Liu Feng suffocated his energy to move the huge stone at the door. After the door gap was completely closed, he nodded comfortably...

Sitting cross-legged on the stone bed. Liu Feng's palm turned slightly. Fifteen drops can't be in size. A faint mysterious luster. Shines the stone room a bit...

"This is what I did with my destiny..." He shook his head mockingly. Liu Feng slowly calmed down his heart. His mind was set...

"You can only use fifteen drops. The remaining few drops. I have to save them for spare u: Liquid. Just like there is no money on the earth... Whether 15 drops of Necrotic Liquid can make me break through the Supreme Peak depends on myself. Good luck..." With a light sigh. Liu Feng released Xiaojin. After a few words to him, he began to close his eyes in peace of mind...

Necrotic fluid is the purest thing left after the soul has dissipated.

Most of the energy is generated. This kind of energy intensity. For some people, it has a great temptation...

The matter of absorbing the soul. Liu Feng has done one in the Yelan Continent. However, the broken soul may be due to some space. It did not automatically produce the dead soul liquid. So. In the end, it was only by Liu Fengsan. People divided it up on the spot. The effect of direct refining. Compared with this necromancer, it's worse than that...

The mind sinks into the spirit platform. A touch of mind completely controls the movement of the aura in the body. It seems to be aware of the upcoming major event. The seven-star array in the dantian. It is also a slightly fuzzy star array. It is also slightly clear...

He took a gentle breath in his heart. Liu Feng's heart moved. The suspension immediately plunged into his forehead. It turned into a cold essence, surging down...

Being flowed by the cold necrotic fluid, Liu Feng's spirit was slightly lifted. The pure energy of full control swims along the sky in the meridians. A trace of purple aura entangles up. Quickly turn that energy into his own...

After three brilliant hours, that drop of dead soul liquid was finally refined and turned into:: The seven-star array in the dantian...

With the influx of a large amount of purple aura, the mysterious star array is emitted.) In the dantian, it is shining foggy...

With a good start. Liu Feng's refining speed is quicker again...

The aura in the body. One wave is higher than the other. The purple aura is like a continuous +. In the star array in the field...

In my heart, I maintained an attitude of not rushing or slowing down, not arrogant or impatient. Liu Feng was warm. Slowly warming up those 15 drops of necrotic liquid...

Outside Liu Feng's body, a circle of faint purple awns wrapped it.:}. Potential. In the agitation of Liu Feng's black robe, he rushed out...

Fortunately, the Tabu of Cultivation has a special shielding magic array. When Liu Feng's more and more horizontal aura is about to touch the top stone wall, a circle of red masks slowly emerges. It will be. + in...

Time. In Liu Feng’s selfless practice. It’s just a blink of an eye...

Today. It is already the third day of Liu Feng's retreat. At the same time... it is also him.;:. At the time...

Slowly opened his eyes. The brilliance flashed out. After a while, it gradually disappeared...Looking at the largest drop of necrotic liquid suspended in front of him, Liu Feng took a deep breath. Evil "is success or failure. Just look at it." This time..."

Close your eyes again. Both palms sandwich the necromancy liquid. Purple Qi is surging...

The body suddenly trembled. The huge cold air flowed along the meridians of both hands...

His face changed slightly. Liu Feng's face sank into the water. He ignored the unmovable pair. His mind sank into the spirit platform. He controlled the purple qi with all his strength. While resisting the advancing of the necrotic fluid.

The intense pain caused by the fight between the two air currents in the body caused Liu Feng's face to be twisted together a little hideously. Above his arms, there were blue veins trembling...

One black and one purple, a faint mist, poking out from above Liu Feng's head. Finally, the curls dissipated...

Gritting his teeth. Liu Feng did not dare to give up the slightest thought. He knew that if he could win this battle, then the Supreme Peak would be within reach...

Strength. Strength is the most reliable thing in this battlefield of gods full of strong people.

Not as strong as people. Frustrated everywhere. Liu Feng, who used to be a weak person, doesn’t want to return to the way he was before. No matter what, I’m desperate. I have to fight for my strength.

Suddenly, his eyes glared, and he flickered ruthlessly, ignoring that he would be backlashed by the energy.