"Crack!" Like the sound of breaking eggshells, all the bones in Hua Ming's body shattered, his muscles completely lost their vitality, his meridians and blood vessels shattered, and even his heart stopped beating. Only his head was struck by a mysterious force.
The power package has not been traumatized yet.
Hua Ming knew that it was the three souls and nine souls formed by the three souls and six souls that protected his head from being hurt. If he couldn't think of a way, he would also have a dead end!
Boom! "Like the thunder of heaven and earth, the ten great witches punched at the same time without any expression, simple and violent, but even City Lord Zhu Rong did not dare to be careless in the face of the simple fists of the ten great witches. The thoughts in Hua Ming's mind kept coming.
Turn "What to do? What to do?"
Finally, when his eyes fell on the three souls and six souls in the void, he had a crazy idea in his mind!
"Boom!" Hua Ming's body was hit again and immediately turned into blood mist. However, the damage was still not mentioned in his head. He had to die. Three Souls and Nine Refinements were too powerful!
"Refine the three souls and nine refinings for me!" Hua Ming's idea is to refine his body and then strengthen his soul, and finally form twelve secrets. If the big cycle is 10%, he may break through the ten points of the Ancestral Witch Diagram.
The fourth officer, and he might also be reborn from nirvana at that moment, but this is just his conjecture!
The blood mist in the air was imprisoned together, and then a will to refine all things came. Suddenly all the blood mist boiled. Hua Ming's heart was bleeding. If his conjecture failed, he would no longer be able to practice it.
With the body of a great witch, he would not be able to cultivate the ancestral witch diagram to perfection! But now he has no choice!
"Gurgling!" The soul absorbed the power from the three-soul and nine-refined blood mist, and immediately made a sound of satisfaction. Hua Ming quickly seized the opportunity. He had already integrated the mysteries of the gold element; the mysteries of the wood elements; the mysteries of the water elements; and the fire.
The Mysteries of Elements, the Mysteries of Earth, and the Mysteries of Space, Time, Life, and the Mysteries of Destruction are nine symbols. As long as the remaining Mysteries of Wind, Thunder, and Death are condensed, a great cycle of mysteries can be formed!
"Boom!" The spirit of the ten ancestral wizards seemed to be a little abnormal. Not only did their faces show no changes, but even their attacks were very monotonous. However, Hua Ming couldn't care about that much now. In his mind, the eight magical powers of the wind element were correct.
Slowly merging together, the mental strength developed by being sent into the ancestral witch essence and blood by the Three Souls and Nine Refiners is extremely sufficient!
Hua Ming's head was emitted by the strange light of the Three Souls and Nine Refinements, which resisted the attacks of the ten great witches. The blood mist was refined into soul power and sent into his soul golden elixir. The blood mist contained pure ancestral witches.
Essence and blood, so the power contained in it is frighteningly great. At this time, the soul golden elixir among the three souls and six souls is just like a full-fed mosquito, and it is frighteningly bright!
"Huh!" Finally, the eight magical powers of the wind element were integrated and added to the nine mystical symbols to form a new cycle. Hua Ming did not dare to neglect and continued to work hard, and began to condense the mysteries of thunder...
"Refining, refining!" The three souls and six souls are like a dedicated old bull. The power refined by the three souls and nine refinings is continuously fed into the soul golden elixir. When condensing the secret symbols, Hua Ming also pays attention to the soul golden elixir.
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"Crack!" The soul golden elixir reached full capacity in a short period of time, and another pure force was sent into it. "Crack!" A crack appeared on the surface of the soul golden elixir. With the first crack, With the second injection of pure power, the soul golden elixir suddenly turned into a golden liquid!
Hua Ming felt happy. After the golden liquid stopped for a while, it continued to roll and surge, as if something was brewing in it!
"Boom!" As if there was a thunder in the soul, eight kinds of thunder powers suddenly condensed into a golden secret symbol. With a thought, the thunder secret symbol flew into the secret cycle, and suddenly , the power of the secret cycle increased again, and the attacks of the ten great wizards outside were unable to shake Hua Ming's head!
"Hahaha! Success or failure depends on the condensation of the last secret!" Hua Ming took back all his thoughts and began to seriously condense the last secret: the eight magical powers began to gather under his control, and slowly formed A symbol of magical power, the magical power of death. It can be said that Hua Ming has never used it against the enemy once, so his control over the eight magical powers of death is just a little bit worse!
Time passed slowly, and Hua Ming, with only one head left, stood in the air, being bombarded by ten great witches. He didn't know whether he was dead or not!
After a short period of rest, Lord Zhurong's body had recovered a lot, but it would be impossible to completely repair it without taking several years. Looking at the strange "human head" standing in the air, his brows tightened, and it seemed to him that Something bad is about to happen!
"Zhu Rong Ten Guards, refine his head!" After receiving the order, the ten great witches immediately turned into flame giants, and then condensed into a force that swallowed Hua Ming's head into it and began to refine it!
Hua Ming, who was condensing the secret of death, was anxious. Why was this secret so difficult to gather? Suddenly he felt himself being swallowed up by a flame and emitting terrifying heat to refine his head! Suddenly, the soul space became extremely hot!
"Huh, am I refining so easily? Three Souls and Nine Refinements will refining them for me." Suddenly Hua Ming discovered a surprising thing, because under the influence of external flames, the eight magical powers of the secret of death actually started autonomously. After gathering together and discovering this astonishing fact, Hua Ming quickly stopped the three souls and nine refinements from refining the flames!
"Haha, I didn't expect that my enemy actually did me a big favor!" Hua Ming laughed wantonly!
"Wow!" Suddenly a loud cry of a baby sounded in the soul space. Hua Ming looked back and found that in the golden liquid, a fat baby "came out of the earth" with a face that looked like a little flower. bright!
"Hahaha! God is in my hands!" The ten great witches who wanted to refine Hua Ming's head succeeded him. Not only did he accelerate the gathering of the mysteries of death, but also accelerated the transformation of the golden elixir of his soul. Soul Nascent Soul!
As soon as the Soul Nascent Soul was formed, the power of the soul suddenly changed fundamentally. Hua Ming looked solemn and shouted, "How long are the twelve cycles waiting to take shape?"
"Whoosh!" The magical power of death formed a secret symbol in a thousandth of a second and flew into a cycle that already had eleven secret symbols!
"Boom!" As soon as the secret symbol of death was added, the whole cycle suddenly became complete, an indescribable aura burst out, and then the ancestral witch picture flew out from the depths of Hua Ming's soul, decomposed and merged, and suddenly everything was different Mysteries unfolded in his heart!
Hua Ming's soul Nascent Soul beamed with joy, "I understand! I understand! I understand again! I will achieve the fourteen sets of ancestral witchcraft pictures! Haha! It is indeed like this, Nirvana and rebirth, giving me life!"
The head wrapped in the flames of the ten great witch incarnations suddenly opened its eyes, and then the upper body stretched out from the head, then the arms, and then the legs...
ps: Gaga, my friend is getting married tomorrow, so I won’t be able to update during the day! Maybe tomorrow’s update will come after midnight, but I can’t guarantee it. If you have flowers, don’t be stingy.