However, the difficulty of refining is indeed very high. The aura of the true immortal is above any energy in the universe. Chen Xuan mainly uses the supreme immortal energy of Taichu, supplemented by the fire of Taichu and Xiaolan's ancient dragon emperor divine thunder, and continues to complete the whole thing.
In a quarter of an hour, it was only refined less than one thousandth.
Just one thousandth of the true immortal aura merged into Chen Xuan's original source has brought great improvement to Chen Xuan's cultivation. Chen Xuan could clearly feel that he had taken a big step towards the next realm.
Isn't it said that as long as this true immortal aura is completely refined, it is possible to break through the Sixth Century Holy Emperor, the Seventh Century or even the Eighth Century Holy Emperor.
"Is this the real path of immortality?"
Chen Xuan felt a shock in his heart.
There are people outside of people and there are heavens outside of heaven. Although I have become the master of a universe, there are still more powerful powers of the great way above.
At this time, Chen Xuan couldn't help but wonder what level did the Taoist Master and Buddha who were beyond the universe reach? Is it far stronger than the peak human ancestor?
What level is the Supreme God Lord among the power of immortality?
As he thought about it, Chen Xuan's thinking suddenly stopped because he found that before he knew it, the original power of himself and Xiao Lan had consumed 80% of it because of refining the breath of the true immortal! It only took a quarter of an hour to refine it.
As a last resort, Chen Xuan could still stop, so as not to exhaust his original power and be coveted by some powerful beings in this strange universe.
Although Chen Xuan's vitality recovery speed is almost endless, when refining the breath of the true immortal, the consumption speed is faster than the recovery speed. If he continues to refine it, he will be drained.
Chen Xuan immediately put Xiao Lan into the contract space and flew back to the Golden Spirit Fortress himself.
Seeing Chen Xuan come back, his aura is quite weak. Both the Holy Lord of the Feather Talisman and the Feng Ling General think that Chen Xuan and the Gargoyle King will consume a lot of money, so they will show fatigue.
At this time, the gargoyle clan in the sky was killed by two powerful men, and the ones fled, leaving only a pile of corpses.
"Fellow Taoist Evil Emperor, are you injured?
The gargoyle king was killed by you, or..." The Saint of Yufu asked with concern.
"Dead."
Chen Xuan gave a brief answer.
When the Holy Lord of the Feather Talisman and Feng Lingjiang heard this, admiration and surprise appeared on their faces.
They originally thought that even if the Gargoyle King was defeated by Chen Xuan, he would not be killed by Chen Xuan.
If you practice to the fourteenth level of the Holy Emperor or the Saint Level, you will almost be an immortal body. If you fight at the same level, it will be difficult to kill the opponent.
At least their universe has not appeared for several epochs, and the 14th level of the holy level true spirit and the holy emperor were killed at the same level.
Witnessing Chen Xuan's terrifying strength again, the Holy Lord of the Feather Funeral and Feng Ling Jiang expressed admiration on the surface, but the fear in his heart deepened a lot.
"Where are you true spirit kings?
Why didn't you come out to meet the enemy?"
Chen Xuan said, looking at the Golden Spirit Fortress, he did not sense a stronger aura than the Feng Ling General.
Feng Lingjiang had no choice but to tell the truth: "Actually, our True Spirit King has been tempering a top holy soldier in recent eras. I will take two of you to see the True Spirit King."
After hearing this, Chen Xuan nodded slightly and asked Feng Ling to lead the way.
After Feng Ling told the True Spirit Tribe guards in the Golden Spirit Fortress a few words, he flew over the Golden Spirit Fortress and continued to go deep into the spiritual realm.
After a while, Chen Xuan followed Feng Ling to a magical and magnificent place. Only the purest spiritual current flows slowly, and all the scenery is covered. The sky and the earth are connected by green or purple aurora, and the sky is empty.
Extremely boundless, extremely beautiful.
Chen Xuan felt the best spiritual currents of various attributes passing by, bathing in them, his mind was empty and clean, and he was forgetful.
Practice here, absorbing the essence of true spirit day and night, and the cultivation speed is more than ten times faster?
It is so luxurious that the True Spirit King lives in such a top-notch spiritual land.
Soon, Feng Ling will fly down in front of a stone carving building with an ancient and simple shape.
Chen Xuan saw a figure standing under a giant stone arch with complex carvings, controlling wisps of flying flames that were tempering a magic weapon with divine light shining.
From the perspective of the creator, Chen Xuan discovered that the origin of this powerful existence is formed by the perfect fusion of a variety of top chaotic spiritual energy, which is similar to Chen Xuan's own fusion of various ultimate ways.
This long-haired old man who was refining weapons emitted the peak aura of the fourteenth level of the holy level, which was much stronger than Feng Ling. He was undoubtedly the legendary true spirit king.
The two powerful true spirits guarding behind the True Spirit King, the long hair on the left was actually a red flame, dancing constantly, and the body was full of violent and terrifying fire spirit power.
The other one is completely opposite. His hair is like a hanging waterfall, flowing gurglingly, his water is full of spiritual power and his breath is gentle.
Chen Xuan guessed that these two should be the Fire Spirit General and Water Spirit General among the four major warlords under the True Spirit Throne.
"Mr. Zhen Ling, I have brought the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan and the Spirit Yun Sect's Feather Talisman Saint."
Feng Ling will walk behind the True Spirit King and report respectfully.
The True Spirit King turned around and showed a strange face. His left pupil was like a water spirit bead, but his right pupil was like a golden eye. A thunder pattern appeared faintly between his eyebrows. He was wearing a flowing ancient robe, which had a natural primitive and brutal temperament.
Seeing the arrival of Chen Xuan and the Saint of the Feather Talisman, the True Spirit King should have greeted the Saint of the Feather Talisman who is as famous as him first, but just looked at Chen Xuan, a strange color appeared in the eyes of the True Spirit King, as if he had seen through something.
"You are the evil emperor Chen Xuan who killed the gargoyle king?"