The Three Armies of the Alliance: yi95o59452 "Speaking of which, apart from the fact that Young Master Xiao is slightly worse than us in terms of strength, we can't even catch up with him in other aspects. " Ziying's smart big eyes shone with the light of incomparable admiration, "Young Master Xiao, you He is my idol."
Xiao Zhan and Le Shaolong sighed quietly, shook their heads mockingly, stepped forward and patted Xiao Yan heavily on the shoulder, a thousand words turned into a simple gesture of admiration and surprise.
Zhen Ni looked at Xiao Yan with a happy face, quietly blooming a happy smile, like a noble snow lotus, brightening the desert landscape.
Feng Feng also stepped forward and put his palm on Xiao Yan's shoulder.
"Oh, think about it. At the beginning, we were still very resistant to the president asking us to follow you... Mr. Xiao, you are really good and powerful." Nan Erming's handsome and cold cheeks seemed to have melted for thousands of years. The ice and snow, and the sincere and bright smile have envy many girls.
"I wonder what effect Mr. Xiao will have after absorbing ghosts. Sister, I'm looking forward to it." Zhen Ni smiled beautifully, her beautiful eyes shining brightly.
"Don't you know if you try it?" Ziying's adoring eyes turned into blazing flames.
"Master Xiao, hurry up and absorb the ghosts. You see, everyone can't wait." Ziying continued, her nose wrinkled slightly, looking very anxious, which made everyone amused.
"Okay." Xiao Yan couldn't help but laugh. Feeling the impatient eyes of everyone, he planned to devour it on the spot.
With the threat of ghosts and spirits, neither the resentful spirits nor the Bone Army dared to act rashly, but there was no danger at all.
With a wave of his sleeves, he brushed away the bone fragments everywhere and cleared a clean area. Xiao Yan sat down cross-legged.
"Old Zhan, Old Zhan, do you know what rank this ghost is?" Xiao Yan was very excited when he rolled up the ghost that had no intelligence and couldn't help but ask Mr. Zhan.
"There is only one person who can command the resentful spirits in the world, and he is the seventeenth-ranked ancestor of the resentful spirits." Old Zhan's voice suddenly sounded, and he fell into silence after answering Xiao Yan's question.
Seventeen? Not bad. Although it is not as good as the Youjue Ghost Spirit given by the Old Demon Emperor, it is still ranked among the top twenty ghost spirits in the Dou Emperor Continent. Xiao Yan is very satisfied.
Concentrating and meditating, Xiao Yan's mind moved, and the sky fire protected his body, swallowing the ghost. A cold current instantly went from his mouth to his internal organs, as if the wind was twisting the snow and pouring it in. In an instant, the whole body was confused, and the cold penetrated to the bones, making Xiao Yan endure it. I couldn't help but shiver.
The sky fire turned slightly, the coldness disappeared, but the blue-gray flame formed by the fusion of the three kinds of sky fire still had absolute suppression on the ancestor of the resentful spirit.
Although the previous Youjue Wraith ranked fifth and was much stronger than the ancestor of the resentful spirit, the Youjue Wraith automatically recognized its master and completely obeyed Xiao Yan's orders, so whether it was subdued or absorbed, there was no difficulty at all. , but now the ancestor who swallowed the resentful spirits could not be careless. Xiao Yan immediately restrained his mind, drove the sky fire to protect the meridians, and absorbed the ghost spirits seriously.
With the coercion of the Netherworld Spirit to intimidate the ancestor of the resentful spirit, and the power of the three kinds of heavenly fire to force the ancestor of the resentful spirit, the seventeenth ranked ghost spirit is not a big challenge for Xiao Yan to swallow. , and even the pain he suffered was not even half of the fire that swallowed up the psychic elixir.
The devouring was proceeding smoothly, Xiao Yan's whole body was covered with frost, and the spreading chill made the originally hot space seem to have entered a cold winter.
It was the first time to see Xiao Yan absorb three strange objects with their own eyes. Everyone felt very fresh. They formed a circle around Xiao Yan, but they did not expect that the power of the ghost was so strong. It was so cold that it pierced everyone's chest like needles.
The skin felt as if it had jumped from a hot stove into a freezing ice cellar.
The cold air leaking out was so strong that Xiao Yan was suffering from unknown pain inside his body. Everyone looked at Xiao Yan worriedly.
The ghost spirit was gloomy and cold, and after a while, snowflakes began to float in the sky. More and more snowflakes fell, and the space suddenly turned white. Xiao Yan remained motionless and was covered into an ice sculpture.
"Is Mr. Xiao in danger?" Xiao Zhan, who has always been cheerful, looked serious and his tone was helpless. He had never been exposed to this aspect before and had no idea in his mind.
"You ask me, who should I ask?" Nan Erming's words were more helpless than Xiao Zhan's, and his stern face was colder than the cold wind.
"I can only sense wind, not ice and fire...I can't tell what's going on with Young Master Xiao." Feng Feng rubbed his hands and paced uneasily, circling back and forth.
"Then what should we do?" Ziying was at a loss for ideas, and the undulating curves caused by worry became more obvious.
"There is no fear of life. The blood contract between me and him can be sensed, but I don't know about other situations." Zhen Ni's brows gradually tightened, and the hem of her skirt swaying in the wind was as messy as her mood.
"Look carefully at Young Master Xiao's expression. You should be fine." Le Shaolong's shrewdness can always solve problems at critical moments.
Through the transparent ice, you can see that Xiao Yan, who looks like an ice sculpture, has his eyes closed and his thin lips pursed together, but his expression is very calm, not showing a trace of anxiety or pain, and everyone is in a slow mood.
Calm down slowly.
As the strong wind gradually became colder, the snowflakes gradually accumulated thicker, and everyone became more and more relaxed. Xiao Yan's absorption seemed to go smoothly without any twists and turns.
"I have to say that it is a pleasure to see such heavy snow in this uninhabited hot desert." Xiao Zhan brushed off the snowflakes on his body and said happily.
Nan Erming always spoke little and simply crossed his hands, resting his head on his hands for a while to recover from the exhaustion from the fierce battle for days.
The purple shadow not far away crossed its arms and sat quietly, waiting. Its beautiful face bloomed in the desert like a beautiful rose.
Zhen Ni looked at Xiao Yan, who was completely covered in ice and snow. Her fingers were stirring uneasily, looking a little uneasy.
The white clothes fluttering in the wind seem to melt into the heavy snow in the sky.
Le Shaolong stood next to Zhen Ni, his expression was very calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The storm has merged into the seemingly tireless wind in the desert, and it is time to feel the context of the wind.
The desert is empty and cold. The blood moon shines slantingly, reflecting on the ice and snow ground, glowing with a dreamlike light. It is not very bright, but it has a unique charm.
Time passed like this day by day, and everyone's minds were slowly immersed in cultivation...
I don't know how long one night passed, the surface of the ice sculpture that had been calm for a long time suddenly heard a "click" sound, and countless cracks spread. The energy of the world suddenly trembled, and then, the surface of the ice sculpture broke into countless ice flakes.
A black figure soared into the sky, and the aura of the Three-Star Dou Emperor burst out, making a thunderous sound in the air.
Xiao Yan, who devoured the ancestor of resentful spirits, is finally out of seclusion!
Feeling the power, Xiao Yan couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, and the roar was endless.
"Promoted again! What a pervert!"
Everyone looked at Xiao Yan below, already a little numb to Xiao Yan's abnormal advancement speed.
"In addition to promotion, there should be other gains."
Everyone, accustomed to constant surprises, was waiting for Xiao Yan's next words, which had fallen back to the ground.
Looking at the people who were looking forward to new surprises, Xiao Yan was a little speechless. Is he that perverted? However, looking back on his promotion level in the short few years since he came to Doudi Continent, Xiao Yan had to admit that he was indeed.
Not the normal kind.
"The power of the soul has also broken through, and it is now at the peak of the imperial realm."
Xiao Yan gave everyone the new surprise they were expecting, and at the same time released the power of his soul, like a rolling tide, covering an extremely far range in an instant.
After the soul power breakthrough, Xiao Yan's perception became clearer. The range of perception was as seen with his own eyes. The yellow sand was endless, with no vegetation, no water, and only openness and silence.
The power of the soul continued to extend, and I don't know how far it extended. Not even a single leaf was seen in the entire desert, not to mention the oasis, and the original Bone Army and Wraith Spirits were also missing.
The wind in the air became lighter. Not even a slight fluctuation in the air thousands of miles away could escape Xiao Yan's perception. The power of the soul was like a vast sea of fish leaping under the sky, and birds were flying high in the sky, unfettered.
The ground is galloping.
This feeling is so wonderful that it makes Xiao Yan extremely happy. It means that his soul fighting skills will become much stronger and his alchemy skills will reach a new level.
Xiao Yanshang was intoxicated by the changes in the power of his soul, and everyone's numb expressions had already changed.
They had seen Xiao Yan being promoted to two levels in a row after swallowing and absorbing the psychic pill fire. Therefore, no one was particularly shocked when they saw that after absorbing the ghost spirit, he was promoted to the three-star peak. However, the power of the soul was promoted from the late emperor realm to the third level.
At the peak of the Imperial Realm, it's completely different.
Everyone knows that the promotion of soul power is far more difficult than the promotion of fighting spirit strength, not just a little bit more difficult, but much more difficult!
And, the further back you go, the harder it becomes!
It is not that difficult to advance from the late stage of the Imperial Realm to the peak of the Imperial Realm!
This can be seen from the rare number of senior alchemists in Dou Di Continent throughout the ages.