Han Chen is the pinnacle of the earth, and his strength is still higher than that of the wisteria lion. It is not difficult to repel it with his power, but it is a little difficult to kill it.

The Wisteria Wild Lion had a great battle with Han Chen. After knowing Han Chen's strength, it could only retreat obediently, but that was already a few hours later.

"Yun'er, Yun'er, where are you?"

After Han Chen repelled the Ziteng Wild Lion but failed to find Ling Yun, he was now anxious. He searched for a whole day and night in the Ziyun Mountains but could not find Ling Yun's whereabouts. He even forced Ziyun Gate, Fengyun Tower and Yuxia to

The sect sent people into the Ziyun Mountains to help him search, but they found nothing after three days of searching.

"Brother, Hanchen is sorry for you. Yun'er, Uncle Han is even more sorry for you. I originally wanted to take you on a tour, but I didn't want you to die in the Ziyun Mountains. Wuwu."

Han Chen is the most loving and saintly person. At this time, he thought that Ling Yun was dead, so he cried bitterly regardless of his old face. At this moment, Chang Zai Huan, the three of them and the disciples of the three sects were all there. Seeing Han Chen, who could even reach the ninth level of magic beast

The strong man who could withstand the bluff actually shed tears in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Listen, you bastards, I, Yun'er, am buried here because of you. From now on, every festival and death anniversary, you must come to worship on my behalf. If you are negligent, your whole family will be slaughtered."

Han Chen thought Ling Yun was dead and was heartbroken. Since he couldn't find the body, he helped Ling Yun build an empty grave here, and he planned to return to Zhongzhou Continent to pay Ling Cangqiong with his life.

"Yes, it's senior. We must come to pay homage every year on the Chung Ming Festival and the anniversary of Mr. Yun's death."

Chang Zaihuan and the others secretly complained in their hearts and responded repeatedly.

"No, I have to come on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Yun'er is too lonely here alone. It wasn't easy for him to escape from the edge of death, haha."

Han Chen pointed at Chang Zaihuan and the three of them very domineeringly. Even if the three of them dared to say "no", he would kill them. Ling Yun's life was saved by his father from the Netherworld Dungeon at the risk of his own life.

, he actually lost his life at this time, how could he explain this to Ling Cangqiong?

"Junior, please obey, senior, please rest assured."

Chang Zaihuan and the other three felt Han Chen's murderous aura, and their hearts skipped a beat.

Ling Yun did not die, but took refuge in a cave. At that time, he escaped from the fighting range of Han Chen and the Ziteng Wild Lion, but he did not want to encounter the three first-order fire wolf monsters that were about to escape and be chased and killed by them.

He had no choice but to escape into a cave and blocked the entrance, so he didn't hear Han Chen's call.

"The damn fire wolves are blocking the entrance of the cave. I can't go out to find Uncle Han. What should I do? Those three fire wolves should all be just first-level demons. It seems that I only need to gather my spirit and soul to be able to pay for it.

"

Ling Yun looked at the three fire wolves guarding the entrance of the cave through the cracks in the stone, and suddenly became anxious. This fire wolf monster was one of the most patient among the monsters. If Ling Yun wanted to wait until they retreated on their own initiative, it would have to take at least seven days.

At this moment, Ling Yun wanted to leave the cave as soon as possible. The only way was to gather his Qi Soul, so that he could have a chance to escape from the mouths of these three fire wolves. The three fire wolves were all first-level monsters, which was equivalent to the Qi Soul realm.

After more than half a year of recuperation, Ling Yun's physique has recovered. It is the time when he can gather his energy and soul.

Condensing Qi Soul does not require any skills. The key is to have Qi Soul. Because the world is so big, not everyone can condense Qi Soul.

Qi soul represents the foundation of spiritual practice. It stimulates the strength of the whole body and cooperates with the power of one's own soul to condense the Qi soul in the Dantian under the control of spiritual will. Although this does not require the cooperation of martial arts, it is not an easy task.

After stimulating the strength of the whole body, it takes a certain amount of time to accumulate strength. This accumulation of strength is a very difficult task and requires strong willpower to support it. If the strength stops halfway, you have to start over.

This consumes a lot of physical energy, but for most people, it only takes one or two hours to gather energy and soul. However, people like the five dragon soul families need to gather energy and soul.

About five hours. In other words, the stronger the Qi Soul's power, the longer it will take to accumulate power.

Ling Yun spent a full day and night, that is to say, more than twelve hours to accumulate strength. This was not only because of the spirit, but also mainly because of the words that Old Man Douluo left in Ling Yun's mind: Others practice the Nine

I practice ten, and all my strength reaches its limit.

This is a necessary condition for cultivating the ultimate soul eye. Therefore, before Ling Yun can condense his soul, he must charge up to the tenth level of the force realm.

There are a total of fifteen realms of monasticism: Qi Soul, Soul Power, Soul Pill, Soul Infant, Soul Yuan, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Human Extremity, Earth Extremity, Heavenly Extremity, Daluo, Supreme, Entering the Dao, Heavenly Dao, and Transforming the Dao.

If Ling Yun wants to cultivate the Ultimate Soul Eye, then he must cultivate every realm to the tenth level before condensing the Ultimate Soul Eye. But others only need to cultivate to the ninth level to break through.

"ah"

Ling Yun's physical strength was almost exhausted day and night, but his willpower kept persisting. When accumulating strength, all the strength in his body was held in his body, and his meridians, muscles, etc. were all in a tight state.

Ling Yun's whole body turned red, and he felt as if his blood vessels were about to burst. He found a painful cry, and the sound echoed in the cave. Under the control of mental power, the power dissolved with the power of the soul in the dantian.

Together they condense into soul.

"Little turtle, what's going on?"

The Qi Soul was condensed, but Ling Yun was shocked. The Qi Soul he broke and re-established turned out to be a little turtle. That was a big joke.

The disciples of the Ling family are all Canglong Qihun, but he is actually a little turtle, and the time it takes for him to accumulate energy exceeds the Canglong Qihun of the Ling family. This makes Ling Yun extremely speechless.

The Qi soul condensed by my disciple is a little turtle. I wonder if it will make people laugh to death?

"I am the blue dragon spirit of the Ling family. Even if you give me another dragon fish, it will be fine! What is this little turtle? Could it be that I have inherited the master's spirit? The master's spirit is a

Just a little turtle? That’s not right. I remember family records that the spirit spirit used by the master is an ancient giant elephant!"

Ling Yun was dumbfounded for a while. Turtle spirit souls were classified as the worst type of spirit spirit because of their slow speed and unresponsiveness. However, the spirit spirit condensed by Ling Yun was not an ordinary little turtle, but the ancient mysterious origin of the ultimate soul eye.

Turtle, at the same time, mutated due to his Canglong spirit, and a small Canglong mark appeared on the back of the black turtle.

When Ling Yun condensed the soul of the ancient black turtle, the three fire wolves outside the cave seemed to feel the ancient aura and became frightened, turning around and running away.
Chapter completed!