Four hundred and seventieth chapters thirty-first order spiritual power
Time flies by and half a month has passed.
At this time, it was Ye Xuan's wheel time again.
He was now sitting cross-legged on the bed.
The Samsara Martial Spirit has appeared behind him and is rumbling around.
Beside him, there were nearly a thousand black crystal stones.
These crystals, called soul crystals, were found by Ye Xuan in the Qinlan Na Ring, and they are of great help in improving spiritual power.
The price of each soul crystal sold outside is that one soul crystal is equal to ten thousand low-level elemental stones.
The soul crystal contained natural soul power, which was extremely pure. It quickly gathered towards Ye Xuan and was swallowed by him into the divine palace.
The surging soul power roared in the divine palace in Ye Xuan's mind, which was even more terrifying than when Ye Xuan devoured hundreds of Martial Kings at once.
Although soul crystals are advanced items for spiritual cultivators, ordinary spiritual cultivators would not dare to refine so many of them at once, but Ye Xuan, who possesses the Samsara Martial Spirit, is determined not to be afraid.
The soul power generated by nearly a thousand soul crystals is extremely huge, gathering into a huge torrent of soul power.
"It's time to break through!"
Ye Xuan circulated and refined the mysterious method, trying his best to refine this huge soul power.
The soul crystals in the divine palace were rumbling, and a large amount of soul power was refined into pure spiritual power and integrated into the soul crystals.
Time passes gradually.
Half an hour later, the soul crystal in Ye Xuan's Divine Mansion shook violently and quickly swelled in size. A powerful wave of spiritual power swept out with him as the center, shattering all the tables and chairs in the room.
Fortunately, the room is isolated by a barrier, otherwise it would definitely alarm others.
After a while, this powerful fluctuation of mental power subsided and disappeared without a trace.
Ye Xuan opened his eyes with a faint smile on his face. He finally reached the thirty-first level of spiritual power.
Now, it would be difficult for ordinary people at the ninth level of the Martial King Realm whose souls are not strong enough to withstand a strike from his Primordial Divine Sword.
"With my current strength, as long as I don't face the Martial Emperor Realm, there shouldn't be much of a problem!"
As his mental power advanced, Ye Xuan felt refreshed. With a thought in his mind, his mental power spread out and explored outside the room.
With his current mental strength, it would be difficult for anyone to discover him as long as he didn't explore the Martial Emperor Realm.
But soon, Ye Xuan had a strange look on his face and was seen next door to his room.
It's an antique room.
A woman was slowly taking off her blue dress, underwear, and trousers, revealing her snow-white and tender body, round and perky buttocks, straight and slender jade legs, and a pair of crystal jade rabbits.
And on the bed in this room, there was a bald male warrior smiling.
The next moment, needless to say, everyone knew what to do.
However, what made Ye Xuan a little strange was that the woman was playing the role of a knight.
Ye Xuan took a deep breath. No matter how young and frivolous he was, his heart couldn't help but tremble when he saw this scene. Although he was shocked, he still saw the quiet and fragrant land of the woman.
"It's true that people should not be judged by their appearance. This woman looks very dignified, but she is so wild in bed." Ye Xuan was slightly speechless, preparing to withdraw his mental power, otherwise he would have a hard time falling asleep tonight.
But just when Ye Xuan was about to withdraw his mental power, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the man lying on the bed suddenly screamed.
"Ah! Stop it! If you keep doing this, I will die!" The man screamed in pain, his eyes protruding, showing a look of fear.
But the woman didn't stop and started laughing, but her smile looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.
Within a few breaths, the bald man with the second level of Martial King Realm let out an extremely shrill scream, rolled his eyes, and lost all vitality.
‘Hiss~~!’ Ye Xuan took a deep breath.
The bald man's death was really aggrieved. The female warrior was obviously only at the first level of the Martial King Realm, but she treated the man like a cauldron and sucked him to death.
Perhaps it was because Ye Xuan's mind was fluctuating too much that the giggling woman's face suddenly changed. She covered her chest with her hands and looked around with frowning eyebrows.
Ye Xuan hurriedly regained his mental strength, his face turned a little pale.
This was the first time he had seen such a thing. Although he had heard about some furnace cauldrons before, he had never seen it with his own eyes. It was shocking.
"The word sex has a knife on its head!" After calming down a little, Ye Xuan suddenly shook his head and sighed.
He opened the door and prepared to go out for some air.
After more than ten days of practice, Ye Xuan stayed behind closed doors and inevitably became bored.
There is a fighting arena at the bottom of the giant sailing ship. Ye Xuan has been there once, but he is not interested in the fighting there.
It was already night, the sky was full of stars, and the silver moon hung high in the night sky.
Ye Xuan boarded the deck, and there were only a few people there. When he came to the bow of the boat, he was stunned.
I saw a plump and graceful figure standing at the bow railing of the boat, quietly looking at the starry sky.
Under the moonlight, her figure is extremely beautiful and quiet, and her white dress is fluttering in the sea breeze, like a fairy under the moon.
The corners of Ye Xuan's mouth curved and he smiled slightly.
This girl is not Mu Fanglan, or someone else.
He touched his nose, strode over, and stood next to Mu Fanglan.
Mu Fanglan was startled for a moment, turned around, a strange color flashed in her eyes, and then said, "Is it you?"
Ye Xuan touched his nose, smiled and said, "I offended the lady last time."
Mu Fang Landai frowned slightly, glanced at Ye Xuan, shook her head and said, "I'm not right either, you also have good intentions to save me."
After Mu Fanglan finished speaking, she turned her head and stopped looking at Ye Xuan.
The atmosphere was a little dull for a while.
The night wind blew through Mu Fanglan's plump and graceful body, and wisps of fragrance fell into Ye Xuan's nose, making his mind wander slightly.
"I..." Ye Xuan was ready to reveal his identity to Mu Fanglan.
But just as he opened his mouth, there was a scream here, on the deck in the distance.
"Look! The shape of the island looks like a crouching dragon. Isn't that a mirage island?"