Text_Chapter 1622: Refining the Witch God Palace (Part 2)
After a stick of incense.
Wu Ling'er and the remnant souls of more than a dozen ancient beasts all held their breath and stared at Ye Xingchen closely, not to mention their eyelids. They didn't even dare to take a breath, until a word appeared on Ye Xingchen's forehead.
The shadow at the bottom of the tower, the snow fox standing next to Wu Ling'er, trembled and said: "Witch... Palace Master Wu, there are one thousand five hundred."
"Um."
Wu Ling'er nodded. Although she remained calm on the surface, her heart was already in her throat. As the former owner of the 'Witch God Palace', she naturally knew the horror of this sacred object.
Ye Xingchen only has the cultivation level of Star King Realm. Being able to refine 1,500 runes in such a short period of time is beyond her expectation. In her opinion, even if it is an ordinary Star Saint Realm powerhouse,
I'm afraid that I can only refine more than a thousand runes at most, and I will die miserably in the hands of the Witch God Palace.
"Then... that boy, should he be able to succeed?" Qingniu swallowed with a "Gulu" sound and asked in a low voice to the companions beside him.
"It looks like it's probably no problem." The tiger beast nodded and said with a trembling voice: "Didn't that little girl Xuehu say that with his cultivation level, he can only refine a thousand runes at most?
Already 1,500 times, by the way, what does it say? Strange...miracle, maybe this thing can appear in him."
"Miracle?"
Wu Ling'er glanced at the tiger beast and the green ox, and said expressionlessly: "Although he only has the cultivation level of the Star King Realm, his methods are quite good. He can refine 1,500 runes, which is not enough.
strange."
Not surprising?
Whoosh!
After listening to Wu Ling'er's words, the faces of the remaining souls of the ancient beasts all turned pale and ugly.
There was a look of despair in his eyes.
"Witch...Witch Palace Master, when you first refined the Witch God Palace, what kind of cultivation level did you have?" Xue Hu asked in a low voice.
"Star Emperor Third Level." Wu Ling'er raised his eyelids, pondered for a moment, and added: "Even so, when I refined this divine object, I had a narrow escape from death..."
Snow Fox was dumbfounded.
Green bull, tiger beast...the remnant souls of these ancient beasts are even more desperate.
"A miracle... I believe that this boy will be fine." Qing Niu rubbed his neck and said in a rough voice.
Time flies.
The mountain wind blew, and even strong men like Qingniu and Xuehu felt a slight chill. Almost all the ferocious beasts on this huge mountain had been slaughtered by Wu Ling'er's Wushen Palace.
Here, not even a sound of insects or birds can be heard.
Only the bones on Ye Xingchen's body kept ringing "Luo", "Luo", "Luo".
Two hours...
Three hours...
"..."
Seven hours.
"Hu... Wu... Palace Master Wu, it's already five... five thousand seven hundred times." Xue Hu looked at Ye Xingchen with red eyes, and his voice couldn't stop trembling. As a member of the fox beast clan, he frowned
Every smile and every move is charming, not to mention the king of snow foxes.
On normal days, if he heard her trembling voice, even the Star Emperor and the powerful ones in the Star Emperor realm would feel pity. Unfortunately, now everyone's thoughts are on Ye Xingchen, let alone Wu Ling.
Son, the tigers and beasts were in trouble, and even the always stupid Qingniu was not affected at all.
"Five thousand and eighty." Wu Ling'er said solemnly.
She was extremely nervous now.
Who would have thought that a boy at the Star King Realm could refine more than five thousand runes in one breath. If he hadn't seen such a weird thing with his own eyes, even a being like Wu Ling'er would probably not have known it.
believe.
Refining more than five thousand runes is something even a strong person in the Star King Realm would never be able to do.
"Freak." Wu Ling'er said calmly.
Hearing her words of "freak", the remnant souls of ancient beasts such as the green bull and the tiger beast looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding.
In the sea of souls.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Ye Xingchen raised his hand and punched a ghost dragon beast on the head. Seeing that its entire body had turned into sand, he stepped back, panting like a cow and looking at the little white-bone beast, and said: "Little
How many things are left?"
"More than four thousand..." The little white-bone beast sat slumped in the sea of souls and replied extremely weakly. Then he raised his head and looked at Ye Xingchen, gritted his teeth and said: "Hmph! Boy, it's all your fault for provoking that thief.
As a result, everything I ate in the demon dome was wasted..."
"Don't worry! Once you survive this time, I will let you eat enough." Ye Xingchen left a word and saw a flying demon tiger soul, and rushed towards him. It was already in the hands of these evil spirits.
, who had suffered several secret losses, he did not dare to hesitate at all, and rushed over like lightning before the other party could use his talent.
The methods of these evil spirits are a thousand or a hundred times more powerful than the previous knives, spears, swords... this type of weapons. If it weren't for the ability of the little white bone beast to be different, plus he has condensed
The Holy Body, I'm afraid, would have died miserably in the hands of these evil spirits.
"Xingli, hurry up." Ye Xingchen said breathlessly.
"I know..." The little white-bone beast buried its head, glanced at its skeleton, and said without tears, "Boy, my body is already shriveled up. If you continue like this, you are still alive and kicking.
, uncle, I’m going to be wiped out in ashes.”
"Don't worry, if you die, I probably won't survive either." Ye Xingchen dodged the attack of the Flying Demon Tiger Soul, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and glanced at the other runes in his eyes, and said:
"If you burp and my young master is still alive, how about setting up a tomb for you when you get out?"
"roll……"
Woohoo!
The little white-bone beast opened his mouth and saw a pillar-like starlight falling from the sky onto Ye Xingchen. In an instant, he saw that his already exhausted soul became energetic again.
far away.
The bronze glazed lamp floated on the sea of souls, and most of his body had merged with the lamp flames. The Nantian Demon Emperor clicked twice and chuckled: "I have underestimated you two.
, I didn’t expect that you, who are only at the Star King level, can hold on until now, which really makes this emperor a little impressed."
"Old bastard..."
Hearing the voice of Nantian Demon Emperor, Ye Xingchen instantly became furious and cursed: "Old turtle Nantian, if I don't die, I will definitely pull you out of the bronze glass cup and cut you into pieces."
Shattered into pieces?
"Haha, just you?"
Nantian Demon Emperor looked at Ye Xingchen with a smile, clicked his lips, and said in a cold voice: "You have caused me to become like this. If there is a chance, I would not mind cutting you into pieces."
, It's a pity that your cultivation level is too low, so what if you survive? How can you control a divine object like a bronze glazed lamp? I am standing in front of you, and there is nothing you can do about me, not to mention,
You are destined to die today, and I, the Emperor, will get rid of this damn glass lamp soon."
"Get rid of Liulizhan?"
Ye Xingchen was slightly startled, a suspicious look flashed across his face, and he looked at the bronze glazed lamp not far away.