Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yun walked forward, and slashed the proud soul in his hand towards the sky. He saw that the sky was split again, and then a ray of light emerged, which turned out to be a bead.
Xiao Yun jumped up and took the beads into his hands.
"What is this?" Xiao Yun asked the Lord of Illusion and Nightmare. This bead was completely black and looked a bit strange. It seemed to have a mind-catching feeling.
The moment he saw this bead, Xiao Yun felt as if his soul was about to be captured.
"I didn't expect there to be soul-capturing beads here." The Lord of Illusions and Nightmares showed surprise... .??.
"Soul-capturing beads?" Xiao Yun looked puzzled.
"An extremely unique treasure that can absorb souls and imprison them in it. If used for soul cultivation, the free souls can be sucked into it, and then the power of those souls can be refined. The soul cultivation can then use the soul-absorbing beads to
Absorb the power of the soul."
The Lord of Illusions and Nightmares said slowly, "In ancient times, this is how soul cultivators absorb the power of souls to improve their own cultivation and strength."
"Does Soul Cultivator have any weaknesses?" Xiao Yun couldn't help but ask.
"Of course there is, but it depends on what kind of soul cultivation it is. Both the silver soul and the golden soul have great weaknesses. The glazed holy soul will be much stronger. Of course, the strongest one is the divine soul, which has almost no weaknesses." The Lord of Illusions and Nightmares
said.
"Have you ever seen a soul cultivator?" Xiao Yun looked at the Lord of Illusions and Nightmares.
"I have not only seen them, but also come into contact with them. Not to mention soul cultivators, I have come into contact with quite a few strange beings. Even gods, I have also seen them." The Lord of Illusions and Nightmares smiled sweetly.
I've seen gods...
Xiao Yun was stunned.
Suddenly, the Lord of Illusion and Nightmare chuckled, his smile making his branches tremble, "I am just teasing you, okay, go ahead, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to obtain treasures."
Xiao Yun immediately recovered his reaction and continued to slash towards the void with his proud soul in hand.
Attacking again and again, the void continued to be cut apart. Xiao Yun would occasionally find something, but the value of those things could only be regarded as passable.
However, things of this level such as the magic medicine Longevity Ganoderma and the Soul-Captivating Pearls are Never encountered it again.
Time flies by very quickly, and there is only one hour left before the day is full. There are a lot of things in Xiao Yun's Nai Ring, including thirty-two pieces of the Great Dao Artifact alone.
There are also eighty-seven strains of sub-miracle medicine, all of which Xiao Yun obtained by slashing into the void.
Time was limited, Xiao Yun continued to hold the proud soul to kill.
As the void cracked, half of the ancient shield appeared above.
"It turned out to be the artifact Thick Earth Shield... I didn't expect it to be broken into such a shape..." The Lord of Illusion and Nightmare showed a look of surprise.
"Sacred weapon..." Xiao Yun looked at Gu Dun in surprise.
"It's an artifact, an artifact passed down from ancient times, but it has been broken, and now only the fragments are left. However, the fragments of the artifact are still worth a lot of money. If you can collect its fragments, there may be a chance to restore it.
." said the Lord of Illusions.
Xiao Yun couldn't help but put the broken artifact Thick Earth Shield into the ring without any explanation.
Just when Xiao Yun was about to slash into the void with Proud Soul again, he suddenly noticed a figure passing by in the distance, like a ghost.
The passing figure was so fast that ordinary people couldn't catch it, but Xiao Yun already possessed the silver soul and his perception was extremely sharp, and he caught the other person's figure in an instant.
The other party seemed to have noticed that Xiao Yun had noticed him, and couldn't help but stop. He was an old man wearing a gray military robe, as skinny as a stick.
The old man's cheeks were sunken, and except for his eyes, which still had some sparkle, his body was as skinny as bones, giving people a sickly appearance.
"Boy, did you notice me just now?" The old man in gray robe looked at Xiao Yun and asked.
"Um."
Xiao Yun nodded.
Although the old man in gray robe was deliberately suppressing his breath, Xiao Yun could still feel the suffocating pressure. This old man
The person's cultivation level is at least Xuansheng or above.
However, the old man's aura was very strange. It was strong and weak at times. When it was strong, it was extremely terrifying, but when it was weak, it was fragile and powerless.
Xiao Yun could feel that the old man in gray robe did not have the slightest malice, especially when the old man in gray robe looked at him up and down, he felt like an elder was sizing up his younger generation.
The Holy Spirit Tower is controlled by the Holy Clan, and generally there will be no outsiders inside.
Xiao Yun estimated that the gray-robed old man should be an elder of the Holy Clan, or the guardian of the Holy Spirit Tower, someone similar to Elder Ming.
"Fellow cultivators of the sword body have become venerable...and have become saints in the way of swordsmanship..."
The more the old man in gray robe stared at Xiao Yun, the stronger the light in his eyes became, and there was even a look of uncontrollable excitement, "There is such a genius among the descendants of my holy clan. Okay, very good
, very good, as long as we continue to grow, there is hope for the recovery of our Saint Race..."
The old man in gray robe suddenly turned pale, and then black blood overflowed from his seven orifices, and his breath quickly became weak.
The next moment, the old man in gray robe fell backward.
Seeing this, Xiao Yun subconsciously rushed over to support the old man in gray robe, only to see that black blood was continuously flowing out from his seven orifices. The black blood was like old blood. As the black blood flowed out, the aura of the old man in gray robe became stronger and stronger.
The weaker it gets, almost to the point of being inaudible.
"As a supreme saint, it is really pitiful to be reduced to such a situation. To be able to survive until now is probably because he has been taking demi-miraculous and magical medicines all year round." The Lord of Illusions and Nightmares said.
"Ultimate Saint?" Xiao Yun was startled.
"You are also a descendant of the Saint Clan. Don't you know that your Saint Clan has two Supreme Saints? If I read it correctly, this guy should be one of the two Saints of your Saint Clan." The Lord of Illusion and Nightmare glanced at him.
He glanced at the old man in gray robe and said.
One of the two supreme saints in charge of the saint clan...
Xiao Yun was even more shocked. He didn't expect to meet someone here.
"No wonder your saint clan will be raped by Xuansheng Due to oppression, this extremely holy city has been reduced to such an extent. More than half of its foundation has been destroyed, and its flesh and blood has been almost eroded. Not to mention the internal organs are covered with cracks, and eleven kinds of strange poisons are spread throughout the internal organs."
The Lord of Illusions and Nightmares said in a deep voice, "The reason why he can survive until now in this state is probably because he is relying on the demi-miraculous and divine medicines in the Holy Spirit Tower."
"It's just that those eleven strange poisons have penetrated deep into his internal organs. In his current state, even if he doesn't die today, he probably won't survive this month."
"Can't survive this month..."
Xiao Yun was startled, then looked at the Lord of Illusion and Nightmare, "Is there any way to save him?"
Although this was the first time I met the old man in gray robe, this old man in gray robe was the supreme saint of the Saint Clan and one of the ancestors who guarded the Saint Clan.
If he could be saved, Xiao Yun would naturally try his best to save him.
No matter what, this old man in gray robe can be regarded as his ancestor.
"Of course there is a way, but the cost is high." When the Lord of Nightmare said this, he couldn't help but look at Xiao Yun.
"What do you want, or what do you want me to do, right?" Xiao Yun immediately understood what the Nightmare Lord meant.
"Of course, you have to pay a price for any decision you make. Since you want to save him, you should pay a sufficient price."
The Lord of Illusions and Nightmares nodded slightly and said, "You saved me, so it is understandable that I will help you, but it is only limited to helping you. As for him, I have no connection with him, so if you want to save him, you have to pay the price for him."
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"Tell me, what do you need me to do for you?" Xiao Yun gritted his teeth.
"Your current cultivation is not enough to help me. When you grow up and your cultivation reaches at least the Supreme Saint, I will naturally need your help." The Lord of Illusions and Nightmares said.
"I can help you, but you can't let me do things that go against my conscience, and you can't let me hurt the people around me," Xiao Yun said sternly.
"Don't worry, I'm just asking you to do a favor, and I won't let you take action against one of my own people." The Lord of Illusion and Nightmare said with a smile.