Text_Chapter 1621: Refining the Witch God Palace (1)
"Dong, dong, dong..."
All the runes on the Witch God Palace entered Ye Xingchen's soul sea. Even from a distance of twenty or thirty meters, Xuehu and Qingniu could clearly hear the violent vibrations on Ye Xingchen's body.
Heartbeat sound.
Even Wu Ling'er himself looked nervous and worried.
"Wu...Palace Master Wu, he can definitely do it." Qing Niu turned his head and looked at Wu Ling'er with an honest face.
"Um."
Wu Ling'er pursed her lips, looked at Ye Xingchen with twinkling eyes, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, as long as he refines the Wushen Palace, this palace master will not only let you live, but also the remains of those original bodies and
I can also return all the ancient pills to you..."
Broken body?
And Gudan?
Whoosh!
Hearing Wu Ling'er's promise, the remnant souls of more than a dozen ancient beasts were ecstatic at first, and then they woke up. The smiles on their faces froze, and they turned their heads and looked at Qingniu angrily. If it weren't for Wu Ling'er,
Given their past character and temper, they would have rushed over desperately and cut the green bull into pieces.
Qing Niu had a grimace on his face, wishing he could give himself a slap.
The meaning of Wu Ling'er's words couldn't be more obvious.
Ye Xingchen refined the Wushen Palace, then Wu Ling'er would let them live. If they failed, all the previous promises would be in vain. Thinking of this, none of them dared to breathe.
One sip, for fear of affecting Ye Xingchen.
In the sea of souls.
"What...what are these?"
Seeing the overwhelming runes entering his soul sea, Ye Xingchen was also dumbfounded. He was stunned for a long time before turning his head to look at the little bone beast beside him and said: "Little one, these are the Witch God Palace?
"
"Witch God Palace, this is a good thing!" The little white-bone beast looked at those runes and clicked his mouth. The light in his empty eyes flickered for a moment. When he saw Ye Xingchen was still dumbfounded, his expression was also startled.
greedy bone
His face instantly became furious, and he said: "Boy, what are you still standing around for? If you don't refine these runes, tsk... you will be ready to have your soul and body exploded by them! By then there will be no bones left.
Already..."
Explode the sea of souls?
Whoosh!
Hearing the reminder from the little bone beast, Ye Xingchen's expression also changed slightly. Although there were only twenty or thirty runes that entered the soul sea, he was aware of it. If he continued to delay like this, he would not use all the runes.
When Wen Du comes in, he can be overwhelmed by just three or five hundred words.
"Refining..."
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
Ye Xingchen did not dare to delay any longer. With a slight movement of his mind, the majestic star power transformed into soul fire in an instant, covering the twenty-odd runes in the 'soul sea'.
The soul fire wrapped those runes, making a crisp sound of 'pop', 'pop', 'pop'. In less than ten breaths, I saw that those dark golden runes were burned by the soul fire.
It turned into pieces of bricks and stones, scattered in his soul sea.
"Huh... little one, isn't this Witch God Palace a divine object? How come it's so easy to refine?" Ye Xingchen frowned, looking at the pile of bricks and stones in the Soul Sea, and asked suspiciously.
"Simple?"
The little white-bone beast's eyelids twitched wildly, and he said "tsk, tsk" twice. He looked at Ye Xingchen with a strange smile and said, "Boy, there are only twenty or so runes, and you are already getting carried away?"
"What's the meaning?"
Ye Xingchen was slightly startled. His understanding of 'gods' was far behind the White Bone Beast and the Nantian Demon Emperor. After coming to this world, he had refined the most powerful magic weapon.
There is only one Longhuang Demonic Suppressing Bell. What’s more, the original Longhuang Demonic Suppressing Bell was extremely damaged and was slightly inferior to ordinary top-quality magic weapons...
"Boy, wish for good luck!" The little white-bone beast clicked his lips and said with a gloating smile.
How much happiness can you ask for?
Ye Xingchen was stunned. Suddenly, not only his soul sea, but also his body shook violently. When he looked at it carefully, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He saw the overwhelming runes, like
Thousands of troops rushed over, different from the twenty or so runes before.
The runes that have come through now have all transformed into all kinds of strange shapes, including knives, guns, axes, hammers... and some are like the remnant souls of ancient beasts, "Ancient Books", "Fragmented Scrolls" and more.
There are countless.
"Damn it...Old Nantian, you dare to trick me?"
Ye Xingchen was angry.
Seeing this scene, no matter how stupid he is, he still knows that he has been tricked by the Nantian Demon Emperor. With tens of thousands of runes, let alone the cultivation level of the Star King Realm, even if he is a Star Saint, Star King Realm
, I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do...
On the bronze glazed lamp, the figure of the Nantian Demon Emperor was hiding in the lamp flame, looking at Ye Xingchen who was busy in a joking manner, with a faint smile on his lips, and murmured: "Wishen Palace, it is really so easy to refine.
How could she fall into the hands of Wu Ling'er? Humph! She even ended up turning into a weapon spirit. Boy, I want to see how long you can hold on?"
"Buzz..."
As soon as the Nantian Demon Emperor finished speaking, he saw an ancient sword made of rune culture slashing at Ye Xingchen's head with such force that it seemed to want to split his soul in half.
"Nantian old dirty turtle, this young master and you are at odds with each other." Ye Xingchen gritted his teeth and did not dare to delay the movements of his hands. Before the 'Rune' ancient sword could fall on him, he raised his hand and punched him directly.
Go up.
""Emperor Fist"..."
Boom!
Pure brute force hit the ancient sword 'Rune'.
He only heard a "click" and saw that the seemingly indestructible ancient rune sword was smashed into pieces by his punch, turning into countless grains of sand and falling into the sea. Even its original luster was gone.
All disappeared.
"Hammer method..."
"marksmanship……"
"..."
Ye Xingchen's eyes narrowed, looking at the weapons made with runes, his heart moved slightly, and he murmured: "This Witch God Palace has thousands of incarnations, weapons, ancient books, ferocious beasts... It seems to accommodate everything in the world.
Strange objects, and these weapons can also produce spells. Could it be that these are things collected by the previous owners of the Witch God Palace?"
""Emperor Fist"..."
""The True Secret of Nine Heavens Controlling Thunder"..."
Boom!
A huge sea of souls turned into a battlefield in an instant, and the methods of the 'Witch God Palace' were endless. Every thing transformed by runes had infinite power, and Ye Xingchen also noticed that, in addition to
His "Emperor Fist" and even "Nine Heavens Thunder Control Technique" can hardly damage those runes.
Fortunately, his physical body condensed the holy body when he was in Fengqi Mountain, and his power was ten times stronger than before, more than a hundred times. Otherwise, let alone whether the "Emperor Fist" can shatter those runes, just so many
The quantity is enough to consume him alive in the sea of souls.