Anshi Changji Mountain. Treasure Pavilion.
In the dark corner, An Zaide continued to sit cross-legged on the original futon. He slowly stroked the seat next to him with his hand and sighed: "The ancestors have ascended to heaven forever and will enjoy immortal blessings forever. From now on, they will be old and alone.
I am one person, I just hope that I can understand and master the "Blood Cloth Magic Art" again. In the future, the world will be in turmoil, and I can save the family from fire and water at the critical moment, then everything will be worth it."
He slowly looked at Xiao Yunsheng and said: "Yunsheng, there must be other people from the demon spirit clan who have infiltrated into the four realms. You should be careful in the future."
Xiao Yunsheng gritted his teeth and said: "They were the masterminds behind the Old World War two hundred years ago. All the sufferings of my people were caused by the Demon Spirit Tribe. I will definitely never forget this hatred. Sooner or later, I will
Drive these evil spirits away and kill them all!"
"Yun Sheng, your child's anger is too strong after all... When I tried my best to send you and Peirong to the Southern Barbarian tribe, I also wanted to resolve the anger of your ancient underworld tribe..."
Xiao Yunsheng said: "Grandpa, I only kill those who deserve to be killed. I will never have any mercy towards evil spirits like the Demon Spirit Clan." He remembered something, his fists suddenly tightened, and he said in a deep voice: "People of the tribe are here
There is trouble in the Great Wilderness Sea. I can go there this time. Who wants to be seized by the Jueming Palace? The Jueming Palace bullies people too much. Even if I give everything I have, I will take back the Qingqing Pond!"
An Zaide sighed and said: "There have been many conflicts between the two regions in the Northeast. Even if the pool is not cleared this time, other things can ignite conflicts... In fact, everyone has felt that the two regions in the Southwest seem to have disappeared over the years.
They must be preparing something... The two southwest regions cannot be willing to stay in that barren land. The conflict between the two camps is probably coming, and the position of leader of the camp must be wanted by everyone.
.”
Xiao Yunsheng gritted his teeth and said: "Jueming Palace is greedy for profit and will do anything to it. How can our An family let Jueming Palace control it? The sect competition is not only related to the Qingqing Pool, but also related to the future safety of the An family. Half a year later
I will never lose to Tang Wanxuan in the sect competition."
An Zaide looked deeply at Xiao Yunsheng and was silent for a long time. He said deeply: "Everyone says that Tang Wanxuan is an unparalleled genius. You are also the extremely noble grandson of the ancient Hades. Yunsheng, you have grown up fast enough."
, given time, who says you will definitely not be as good as Tang Wanxuan... Everyone is afraid of the Jueming Palace, but how can we, the An family, not even have the courage to surpass them."
Xiao Yunsheng's eyes flashed and he said decisively: "There is still half a year until the sect competition. I will definitely not let my grandfather down."
An Zaide nodded slowly, and he slowly took out something, which was a blue ball of light. This blue ball of light was very magical, as big as a fist, and his whole body seemed to be burning with blue flames.
A powerful aura was rushing around.
"This...is this?" Xiao Yunsheng's eyes were shocked. He clearly felt a familiar aura, and there was a response. The soul of the soul in his body began to tremble.
An Zaide said: "This is the treasure that my ancestor left for you as I told you. The ancestor died, but the soul has not completely dissipated. I collected this part of the soul energy group...
...Now that Peirong is dormant, all these powers belong to you alone. I know that you already have the soul of the soul in your body. If you refine this ball of soul energy, you will not be able to formally condense the soul, but you should be able to.
Let the soul of the soul evolve into the soul of the soul."
"The soul of the soul?" Xiao Yunsheng was shocked.
An Zaide said deeply: "The soul of the soul is closer to the form of the soul, and the offensive is astonishing... After the battle of the Old World War, our ancestors practiced for more than two hundred years, and the energy of the soul was involved in creation.
Although it is only a part, the magic contained in it is enough for you to enjoy. How far you can cultivate the soul of the soul depends on your luck."
Xiao Yunsheng's eyes gradually became clear, and he said slowly: "Thank you, grandfather, for helping me."
An Zaide said: "After you refine this soul energy, you can leave me and go to Tianchan Mountain. Although my grandfather can't help you with that matter, I think the attitude of the Ice King, Ruorong's marriage should be
There is still a turning point.”
…
"Tsk...tsk..."
The spirit of Yuanshen is like a blue phantom, floating gently in front of Xiao Yunsheng. Xiao Yunsheng's palms are tightly covering the Yuanshen energy group. He is doing his best to absorb the power of the energy group, and then in the body
Refining the power, and finally filling the pure soul energy into the soul of the soul.
An Zaide sat cross-legged in the darkness, quietly watching Xiao Yunsheng's refining, his cloudy eyes flickering from time to time, revealing a look of love often seen in elders.
Ancestor Angu's power has spanned a full two hundred years. This power is too unfathomable, and this refining is destined to be a difficult and long process.
From time to time, there was a strange sound in Xiao Yunsheng's body, and then his body trembled, which seemed to be in great pain, and his eyebrows would wrinkle up. The two pairs of palms covered with Yuanshen energy groups had been soaked in light blue
, and this light blue color is still spreading up his arms, as if it wants to seize his soul and occupy his heart.
"Peng... Peng..."
An ancient and decaying aura boiled throughout the entire Sutra Pavilion, like an old man buried deep in the earth stretching out his limbs.
As the refining of the soul energy continued, Xiao Yunsheng gradually felt some fragments of Angu's memories...
On that ancient battlefield of the old world, in that bloody sky, the young Angu stared blankly at countless lives being deprived of his life. He began to think about the meaning of this war, and sadly wondered what would happen.
What is a demon...
"Chichi!"
The soul of the soul continued to exude pieces of cold air, and energy was constantly being replenished into its body, and its body shape began to gradually change. Although this change was very small, the growth trend was already set.
Xiao Yunsheng was focused on refining, unaware of the passage of time outside...
Xiao Yunsheng only descended from Changji Mountain half a month later and set foot on the road to Tianchan Mountain.
After half a month of hard work, he has successfully refined the Yuanshen Energy Group. Just as An Zaide said, his Yuanshen Spirit has successfully condensed into the Soul of the Yuanshen.
This is reflected in the shape of the blue phantom, which is more substantial. In terms of specific effects, the soul of the soul can unleash the ultimate blow of the soul. Compared with the soul of the soul, the offensive is more powerful.
Several times stronger.
Tianchan Mountain is located in the Linglong Mountains at the junction of the two northeastern regions. However, the road leading to it is special and requires a direct bypass of the main road, which makes it inconvenient for Xiao Yunsheng to go to Yangshui City. It has been a long time since I saw Zhu Wanyu, Song Yuanji and others.
, he really missed it in his heart.
Before setting off, he had asked An Zaide to send a master to send him a space ring to the Xiao Clan in Yangshui City. The space ring contained the remaining hundred white dragon flags. He was outside the customs area.
In the space, he obtained a total of one hundred and sixty white dragon flags, sixty of which he had combined into one main flag. These hundred flags were just left for the Xiao Clan to increase the power of the formation.
"So much time has passed, and I don't know how far the golden light fire formation of the sons has broken through. Coupled with these hundreds of white dragon flags, the subsequent formations will have earth-shattering effects..."
Xiao Yunsheng thought to himself, his eyes flashed, Xiao Clan is his most loyal supporter, when the time comes, the Golden Light Lihuo Formation and the Qingguang Xuanwu Formation will kick off the Holy War together, Xiao Clan’s children and the Luo Feng Banner Clan will
People can really complement each other.
This time, Xiao Yunsheng was not alone when he went to Tianchan Mountain. There was another person accompanying him, and he was An Feihan, the leader of the second clan of the An clan.
An Feihan's intention was obviously to use Xiao Yunsheng's light to meet Dugu Wugou and An Ruorong.
(ps: Please vote for me! The village chief got fucked!!) (To be continued)
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