In Yun Xiao's mind, an invisible strong wind suddenly blew up. This strong wind blew through the sea of consciousness, causing those golden light spots to float continuously, as if some unknown ritual was going on.
Wow!
Somewhere in the sea of consciousness, something the size of a human head suddenly bulged up, as if something was about to break out of the sea, but because of the obstruction of the sea of consciousness and the golden light, it could not break through for a while.
Yun Xiao's inner eyes looked a little anxious. He had a guess that the thing that was about to burst out of the ground might be his soul that exploded and was reborn. As long as he could break through that layer of obstacles, he could condense his soul.
"No, it's too strong!"
The explosion of the soul body left De Yunxiao in a hazy state, but he could clearly sense that the obstruction of the sea of consciousness and golden light made it impossible for the thing that might be the soul to break away.
Whoosh!
Just when Yun Xiao was at a loss what to do, a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded from the depths of his mind, and then he saw a flash of black light, and a mysterious black paper suddenly appeared on the raised place.
"It's the Nine Swords of Yulong!"
Although Yun Xiao was in a hazy state, he could still see that the black paper that suddenly moved was the Nine Dragon Swords he had obtained.
However, until he broke through to the realm of demigods, the last four moves of the nine swords of Yulong Sword still did not appear at all.
This moment made De Yunxiao go crazy. Without Shaofu Fei, the black paper that was quietly sitting in his mind, he didn't expect that at this critical moment, the black paper would actually move on its own.
This actually gave Yun Xiao an unexpected surprise. After all, he knew that his own strength alone could not make the soul appear at all. Now that something unexpected happened, it might be an opportunity to reverse the situation.
I don’t know what the mysterious black paper is made of, or whether it is a physical or virtual entity, but what the black paper brought to Yun Xiao at this moment was undoubtedly an unexpected surprise.
Whoosh!
I saw the mysterious Black Jue lightly swiping, and then a black light flashed through, like the edge of the dragon sword, cutting a big hole in the sea of consciousness, allowing a golden figure to break through the water.
At this moment, Yun Xiao's hazy feeling just now dissipated, and the extreme pain of soul exploding also disappeared in an instant, replaced by a feeling of comfort like mercury pouring down the ground.
"The soul has been condensed successfully!"
At this moment, Yun Xiao looked inwards and looked at the golden soul body. He knew that he had succeeded. Condensing the soul was the first and most crucial step to break through to the level of the God Emperor. He finally took it.
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Swish, swish, swish...
The golden light on the soul body only lasted for a dozen breaths. Then it dissipated and seemed to be absorbed by the soul body. The restrained soul body seemed to become more solid.
The original illusory soul now looks like another Yun Xiao. If it appeared in the outside world, no one might be able to distinguish it.
Perhaps this is the real power of the soul. Under some special circumstances, Yun Xiao can even let his soul pretend to be his real body and catch the enemy by surprise.
This was the first time Yun Xiao had condensed his soul. He didn't know if other people's souls were the same as his, but at least as a low-level soul at the god level, his combat effectiveness was undoubtedly higher.
"I wonder if I can take this opportunity to break through to the true first-grade God Emperor?"
The so-called lack of human heart, Yun Xiao, who has condensed his soul, is no longer satisfied with the cultivation of this mere demigod.
He believed that as long as he broke through to the first-level God Emperor, then facing Mojiang or Shegui would be effortless.
The reason why Yun Xiao is so confident is because he can sense that the thunderous aura that the silver bottle penetrated into his body still has a lot of power left.
It seems that Yun Xiao had not condensed his soul before and was unable to completely refine the power, which caused the power to disperse into his flesh and blood, but it did not dissipate, but actually existed.
This is the real reason why Yun Xiao said before that he "leave some backup". Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to recover from such a serious injury in a short period of time.
Now that he has come to Zhanlingyuan and encountered the triennial battle competition, Yun Xiao naturally does not want to miss it. He just wants to make a breakthrough and recover from his injuries so that he can fight for the human side.
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"Everyone come out!"
Yun Xiao calmed down and shouted, and then his whole body became gleaming with silver light, like a thunderbolt, it was the power of thunder that dispersed into his body.
For some reason, Yun Xiao, who had condensed his soul, sensed the power of the thunder again, and felt that some of the aura on it seemed to have become a little more intense, and he also thought a lot.
"Is Yin Ping really related to Yun Changtian?"
This is what Yun Xiao is puzzled about. You must know that he already knows nothing about the Moon God Palace. He knows that among the three upper halls of the Moon God Palace, the conflict between the Cloud Palace and the Thunder Palace has always been the biggest.
Lei Dian never wants to replace Yundian, and as the eldest disciple of Lei Pohuan, the master of Lei Dian, how can Yun Changtian's power be contained in the aura of Yin Ping?
In addition, Yin Ping was merciless in the mountain col at that time, but seemed to deliberately exert this power, allowing De Yunxiao to break through to the realm of demigods. There was something weird about everything.
At this moment, Yun Xiao sensed the aura belonging to Yun Changtian, and felt more and more delicately that the situation in between was subtle. After his soul power broke through, his sense of the power of thunder became even more acute.
It was as if Yun Changtian wanted Yin Ping to find Yun Xiao and give him this power. Moreover, this power was not just as simple as allowing him to break through to the demigod realm.
He just wanted to break through from the realm of demigods to the first-level God Emperor. Even if Yun Xiao had already condensed his soul, it would not happen overnight. He could only leave it to fate as to how long it would take.
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Outside the main hall.
The golden light has long since disappeared, and both Mu Yin and Ye Qingtian have benefited greatly. Especially Mu Yin, a special cultivator who is proficient in the power of the soul, feels that his bottleneck has been loosened a little.
However, neither of them made the slightest move, nor did they pay attention to the cultivators who were attracted by the strange scene in the hall. They just nodded towards Jiang Yu over there.
"Silver bottle?"
However, when Mu Yin turned her gaze to a certain silver-robed figure, her eyes were filled with sternness. She had always been quite afraid of that talented woman who was one of the most talented women in the Moon God Palace.
This kind of fear is much stronger than that of Han Luoying. This is not only because of Yinping Demigod realm cultivation, but also because of the rumored monster-like mind.
"I wonder who is more sinister than this woman or Yun Xiao?"
Mu Yin subconsciously compared Yin Ping with Yun Xiao. The two of them had monster minds and different stances. If they really faced each other one day, it would be a great show.
"Miss Mu Yin, say hello to the stars for me. We are about to leave for Guyunze. Do you want to come together?"
Seeing that Mu Yin had no intention of getting out of the way, Jiang Yu stopped asking for trouble. When he asked this question, he actually already knew the answer.
"Don't even die!"
In the end, after Mu Yin shook his head, he couldn't help but say something. Although his tone was a bit cold, the worry contained in it was still heard by many people.
In fact, if Mu Yin had the same temperament as before, even if all these people were dead, what would they do to her?
But now, her mentality has undoubtedly changed. After saying this sentence, she felt a little baffled.
Li Tomuling, who came from Lieyang Palace, had a strange expression on his face. He thought to himself that if Mu Yin was really the person he imagined, saying such words would be like the sun rising in the west.
"I'll try my best!"
Jiang Yu did not dare to make any promises, so he could only answer with these three words. Seeing that Xingchen had not left the barrier, he gave up his previous thoughts. At this moment, his heart had already flown to Gu Yunze.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
A group of figures swept out from the west gate of the Beiliang Camp. They looked a bit tragic, making some of the middle and low-level Immortal Master cultivators have expressions of reverence on their faces.
Because they don't know how many of the powerful human beings who went to Gu Yunze this time will come back. The nominally fair and just battle against Leihan is not without accidents in history.
And not to mention the large number, almost none of the human cultivators who participated in the competition escaped unscathed, and more were killed by alien spirits. This was a legitimate killing, and no one could say anything more.
After these thoughts fell in everyone's mind, they turned their attention back to the main hall, with regrets in their hearts, secretly thinking that if the stars could return to their original state, then this battle would undoubtedly be more certain.
It's a pity that this kind of thing cannot be forced. With Xingchen's current position in this war spirit field, no one can force him to do something he doesn't want to do, not to mention that he may be seriously injured.
The outcome of the tournament depends on whether the human side will retreat a thousand miles to the east, or let the alien spirit give up a thousand miles of territory. This time, it is two thousand miles away.
Most human cultivators are a little pessimistic. Human beings are retreating again and again. In addition to the supernatural spirits being too powerful, isn't it because they have lost too many battles?
But human beings have to acquiesce to this rule. If a fight really breaks out, it may be a bloody situation. It is better to use this more "civilian fighting" method to decide the fate of the territory.
The atmosphere in the main hall has stabilized. No one knows what kind of state the young man in black is in. When he comes out again, will this place already be the territory of the alien spirit?
For these human cultivators below the level of Immortal Master, all they can do is wait.
At this delicate moment, no matter whether it is a supernatural spirit or a human being, it is impossible to start the war lightly. Everything has to wait for the result to come out.
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