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Chapter seven hundred and eighty sixth soul awakening grass

Victory was right in front of him. Ye Bufan increased his speed and reached the foot of the mountain after a few ups and downs.

What appeared in front of him was not a mountain. From a distance, the towering mountain was just the main peak, and there were more than a dozen intricate peaks beside it.

I don’t know whether Xuelang Mountain is called the main peak or this small mountain range.

These large and small peaks are piled together to form a valley in the middle, and the rich spiritual energy floats out from the valley.

Ye Bufan looked at the mouth of the valley like a snow wolf baring its teeth and claws.

He stepped into the valley and felt something different as soon as he entered the valley entrance. It was ice and snow outside and the wind was biting, but here it was as warm as spring.

If those who don’t know really think that they are in the wrong place, no one can imagine that there is such a paradise in the far north.

In the middle of the valley, surrounded by lots of ice and snow, the clear spring water covering an area of ​​about ten square meters is like a green mirror, reflecting the surrounding scenery.

Silks of white mist rise from the top of the pond. This is not ordinary water vapor, but extremely rich spiritual energy.

There is a plant over a foot tall growing behind the pond. Although it is completely black, it gives people a sense of vitality.

"Lingquan and Soul-awakening Grass, they really grow together."

Ye Bufan felt ecstatic in his heart. After searching for so many days, he finally found the soul-awakening grass, and also found such a large spiritual spring.

Compared to the spiritual spring in Jiangbei City that is close to drying up, the gap between the two is so huge that there is simply no comparison.

If he practices quietly here, I'm afraid he will be able to break through the threshold of the heavenly level in less than half a month.

But the most urgent thing now is to take a look at the Soul-awakening Grass first, and only then can you rest assured when you get it in your hands.

He walked to the edge of the pool and began to look at the soul-awakening grass.

After a few minutes, he couldn't help but frown. According to the records in the inheritance, this kind of medicinal herb must be completely black to be considered fully mature.

The plant in front of me still has a few faint white lines on the flowers and leaves, which is obviously still a little short of maturity.

Judging from the time, it may take about three days to fully mature.

Although immature Awakening Herb also has medicinal effects, there is still a big difference compared to fully mature ones.

To be on the safe side, Ye Bufan decided to wait until the grass was completely mature before picking it.

Thinking of this, he did not rush to practice, nor did he collect the spiritual water in the pool.

Soul-awakening grass has grown here for so many years, and it should have completely adapted to the environment here, including the richness of the spiritual energy.

If you break the balance here, I'm afraid it will affect its maturity progress.

He looked around and saw that this building was nearly a thousand square meters in size. It was covered with white snow outside, but it was as warm as spring inside.

“Really a good place.”

Ye Bufan decided to stay here and wait for the soul-awakening grass to mature, but he thought of another problem.

This time, I was not the only one who came to the Arctic Ice Plains. There were also so many people from the underground world, and even Yamamoto Soji from the Japanese country came.

They may not find this place as fast as themselves, but there is no guarantee that someone will come here in a few days.

Once these people discover the holy spring, they will definitely fight to rob it. Together with Ye Tian, ​​they can barely deal with an early-stage heaven-level master. If there are more, it will be impossible.

You must think of some ways in advance to ensure that you can get the Soul Awakening Grass without any risk.

The best way to deal with the masters was to set up an array. He took out the array flags from the storage ring, thought for a moment and then threw them out one by one, setting up a five-thunder demon-killing array around the spiritual spring.

This is the strongest formation that he can deploy based on his current cultivation level, because the eye of the formation is the Sky Thunder Bead.

This thing is a magic weapon refined from the inner elixir of the Three-Eyed Thunder Snake, which can maximize the power of the formation.

Not to mention the early stage of heaven level, even if the masters from the middle stage of heaven level come, there will be nothing they can do.

After doing all this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his safety was finally guaranteed.

The next time passed very uneventfully. One day passed and two days passed, and the third day came in the blink of an eye.

The weather on this day was rarely good. The wind and snow that had been blowing for several days gradually dissipated. Although the sun in the sky still couldn't feel too much temperature, the golden sunshine filled the earth.

Ye Bufan was standing in front of the Awakening Soul Grass. At this moment, the white stripe had dimmed a lot, and he was about to become completely mature before his eyes.

But at this moment, he faintly heard a burst of sound coming from outside the valley.

"Is someone here?"

Ye Bufan frowned slightly. Although he was protected by the formation, he still didn't like to be disturbed.

He quietly came to the mouth of the valley, hid behind a boulder and looked outside.

Outside the valley, a white figure ran wildly in front, followed closely by a guy in black robes, speeding towards the valley.

After Ye Bufan saw the white figure clearly, his expression suddenly changed. It was Leng Qingqiu who had separated from him not long ago.

At this moment, his face was even paler, and there was dark red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured before.

Being able to injure a heaven-level master shows how powerful this guy behind him is.

"Chinese woman, you can't run away. If you hand over the thousand-year-old snow lotus and become my king's witch concubine, you will not die."

The guy in black robes spoke in a hoarse and unpleasant voice, and his whole person was shrouded in a cloud of black energy. He was clearly a wizard.

Feeling the aura of this guy, Ye Bufan's heart tightened. He had seen several wizards before, but they were far less powerful than the guy in front of him.

According to Christina's introduction, wizards are divided into wizards, great wizards, wizard kings, great wizard kings and wizard gods.

The Witch King is equivalent to a master of witchcraft, and his combat power is similar to that of an earth-level warrior. Christina is at this level.

After reaching the level of the Great Witch King, his combat effectiveness will increase again, equivalent to that of a heavenly warrior. No wonder Leng Qingqiu was injured.

Seeing that the distance between the two people was getting closer and closer, and there was no possibility of escape, Leng Qingqiu stopped, turned around and said angrily: "Go to hell, you shady monster."

After saying that, the long sword in her hand flashed and turned into a stream of light and slashed through it.

The full blow of the heaven-level master was so powerful that it swept up the surrounding wind and snow again.

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.

The man in black robe let out a blood-curdling laugh, raised his hand, and a stream of black air spurted out from his wide sleeves, then turned into a big black bird, easily blocking Leng Qingqiu.

A blow.

Ye Bufan frowned. Being able to turn mana into physical objects and increase combat effectiveness to the extreme is an ability only possessed by magic masters.

It can be seen that this guy is indeed a great wizard king, and his strength is quite impressive.

After Leng Qingqiu swung the sword, another trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, obviously he was seriously injured.

The man in black robe laughed proudly again: "Chinese people, I, the Great Witch King Oleg, is ranked third on the secret list. I am not something you can compete with. You should just kneel down and beg for mercy."


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