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The first thousand five hundred and thirty-six chapters protect the spirit elixir

In the hazy night sky, four bronze chariots streaked across like thunder.

At this moment, the Fourth Bronze Chariot was not driven by Zhuo Wen, but by Long Xiaotian.

Since leaving Jia's house, Zhuo Wen has been sitting cross-legged in the back seat, as if silently comprehending something.

Neither Long Xiaotian nor Liao Si bothered Zhuo Wen, but Liao Si's eyes flickered as he remembered the seal set by the No. 1 Mountain God in Corpse Nether Jedi.

The seal was laid using the Nine-turn Cracked Gold Pattern, and Zhuo Wen himself practiced the Nine-turn Cracked Gold Pattern. The seal laid by the Nine-turn Cracked Gold Pattern may have inspired Zhuo Wen a lot.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a golden light emerged from Zhuo Wen's body, and this golden light condensed into a complex golden pattern.

"Is this the second golden pattern among the nine cracked golden patterns?"

Looking at the golden pattern, Liao Si's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but exclaimed. Although he had not successfully practiced the nine-turn cracking gold pattern, he was still quite familiar with the nine-turn cracking gold pattern.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes, looked at Long Xiaotian and said: "Father, how long will it take to reach Fentian City in the central region of Nanman?"

"I'm afraid it will take more than half a month!"

Long Xiaotian stared at the Burning Flame Tower far in front of him and said calmly.

"Half a month?"

Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, and then said to Liao Si: "Senior Liao Si, I am going to practice the second golden pattern, and I hope you can protect me."

"The second golden pattern? So fast?"

Liao Si was a little surprised. Zhuo Wen had just successfully practiced the first golden pattern not long ago, and now he was about to try the second golden pattern. Isn't this a little too fast?

The nine-turn cracking golden pattern is originally a secret method aimed at the soul. If you are not careful, you may lose your soul. Generally, after successfully practicing the first-turn golden pattern, the warrior will rest for a long time before trying the next-turn golden pattern.

Of course, Zhuo Wen should have learned a lot from the seal of the first mountain god, so he tried the second golden pattern in such a short period of time.

After all, this kind of insight is not often obtained, and the opportunity is rare, so Zhuo Wen immediately prepared to try the second golden pattern.

Liao Si stood ready next to Zhuo Wen, while Long Xiaotian steadily controlled the four-bronze chariot, trying not to affect Zhuo Wen.

At this moment, above the golden sea of ​​consciousness, Zhuo Wen's soul was floating quietly, while Xiao Hei stared at Zhuo Wen with a solemn expression and said: "Zhuo Wen, are you sure you can withstand the second golden pattern?"

"I'm sure that the First Mountain God's use of the Nine-turn Cracked Gold Pattern to seal the cracks in the Corpse Jedi this time should be intentional. I feel a lot from it. If I don't try it this time, I'm afraid it will take a long time next time." Zhuo Wen

said in a deep voice.

"In this case, be careful. There are six strokes in the second golden pattern. Each stroke may be more painful than the first golden pattern. You must be mentally prepared." Xiao Hei said calmly.

Zhuo Wen nodded seriously, and immediately golden light surrounded him, ready to fight.

Xiao Hei did not hesitate, waved his little paw, and began to slowly draw the second golden pattern on Zhuo Wen's back.

The first golden pattern was drawn on the chest, while the second golden pattern was drawn on the back. Although Xiao Hei drew very slowly, Zhuo Wen was still so painful that he almost fainted.

When the last stroke was drawn, Xiao Hei solemnly said: "Boy, hold on, it's the last stroke."

After saying that, Xiao Hei suddenly carved the last stroke on Zhuo Wen's back, but Zhuo Wen couldn't hold it back after all. He roared in pain, cold sweat fell from his forehead like raindrops, his whole body trembled, and he leaned weakly

on the back seat.

"Zhuowen, are you okay?"

Liao Si hurriedly stepped forward and asked with some concern. Even Long Xiaotian in front of him cast a concerned look.

Zhuo Wen waved his hand, took out the porcelain bottle from the spiritual ring, swallowed the elixir in it, and his face looked much better now.

"The second round of drawing the golden pattern was successful. I can clearly feel that my holy body is constantly strengthening, but why haven't I broken through to the great holy body yet?"

After regaining consciousness, Zhuo Wen discovered that the powerful energy from the second-turn golden pattern on his back continued to pour into his body, making his holy body continue to grow, but it was still a little behind the breakthrough of the holy body.

"If you want to break through the Great Holy Body, I'm afraid you need the third golden pattern!" Liao Si said softly.

"Is it still a little worse?"

Zhuo Wen frowned, and finally gritted his teeth, his mind re-entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and said to Xiao Hei: "Xiao Hei, continue to draw the third-turn cracked golden pattern in my soul. I want to break through the physical body in one fell swoop.

Become the Great Holy Body.”

"You are crazy. The second golden pattern just now has severely damaged your soul. It will take a long time to recover. If you immediately draw the third golden pattern now, it will directly cause your soul to collapse.

." Xiao Hei exclaimed in surprise.

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and said: "Don't worry, I have the spirit-protecting elixir with me. I got it on the fourth floor of the elixir pharmacy."

"Even if you have the soul-protecting elixir, this is still an extremely risky behavior!"

Xiao Hei naturally knew everything about the soul-protecting elixir on Zhuo Wen. The soul-protecting elixir was a top-quality elixir. Its main function was to form a thin film shield around the warrior's soul, which could protect those who were seriously injured.

The soul collapses and dissipates.

Generally speaking, the soul-protecting elixir can indeed protect Zhuo Wen's soul that was damaged by the second-turn golden pattern.

However, the power of the third-turn golden pattern is much more terrifying than that of the second-turn golden pattern. Zhuo Wen's soul has just been hurt and has not yet recovered, so he immediately uses the third-turn golden pattern. Xiao Hei is worried that even the soul-protecting elixir may not be enough.

Able to protect Zhuo Wen's soul.

"Don't worry too much. With the spirit-protecting elixir, I should be able to survive the third golden pattern."

Having said this, Zhuo Wen suddenly fell silent for a moment and continued: "And we are about to arrive in Nanman. I want to break through the Holy Body to the Dacheng Holy Body before that."

Xiao Hei took a deep look at Zhuo Wen, and finally sighed softly: "You are still so stubborn. Since you are going crazy, then I will accompany you crazy."

Saying that, Xiao Hei stretched out his little paw, and the third golden pattern was taken into his palm.

But Zhuo Wen did not dare to neglect, and with a flick of his finger, he took out the spirit-protecting elixir from the spiritual ring. The surging power of the medicine turned into rounds of powerful and majestic halos. This round of halo penetrated deep into Zhuo Wen's soul, and finally surrounded him.

Around Zhuo Wen's soul.

"Let's start!" Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice.

"Careful, boy!"

Xiao Hei took a deep breath and began to draw the pattern of the third golden pattern on Zhuo Wen's right arm, one stroke at a time, imitating the trajectory of the third golden pattern.

There are a total of seven strokes of the third-turn golden pattern, and the pain of each stroke is almost several times that of the second-turn golden pattern. The pain is like cramping and peeling off bones, which is indescribable.

Under such pain, even the determined Zhuo Wen couldn't help but scream, which frightened Liao Si and Long Xiaotian and cast worried glances.

The moment Xiao Hei drew the fifth stroke, Zhuo Wen's consciousness began to blur, and his ears were filled with noise.

In the sixth stroke, cracks began to appear on the surface of the halo around Zhuo Wen; in the seventh stroke, the soul protection formed by the effect of the soul-protecting elixir finally collapsed into countless powder, and Zhuo Wen spit out a mouthful of blood.

The most direct reaction was that numerous cracks began to appear on Zhuo Wen's body surface, and blood mist spurted out, turning Zhuo Wen into a bloody man.

"No, Zhuo Wen's soul can't bear it anymore."

At the moment when the halo collapsed, the surface of Zhuo Wen's soul deep in the sea of ​​consciousness began to appear like a porcelain bottle with countless cracks.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's soul is in a state where it could disappear into thin air at any time and anywhere, which is extremely dangerous.

"Old fox, what should we do now? Zhuo Wen has lost consciousness and his soul has begun to collapse automatically." Xiao Hei started to panic and couldn't help asking for help from Zodiac.

"Quickly put this kid's soul into the Fuxi Cauldron, but the Fuxi Cauldron can only slow down the speed of the collapse of this kid's soul. Whether the kid can survive this or not depends only on himself." Chenghuang sighed.

Xiao Hei felt a little resentful and said: "If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have listened to this kid's crooked ideas, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up like this."

"Now we can only look at this kid. If he can survive it, he will be able to directly break through and become the Holy Body. If he cannot survive it, he may lose his soul." Chenghuang sighed softly.

Xiao Hei nodded helplessly, Cheng Huang was right, everything now depends on Zhuo Wen himself.

Outside, the four-bronze chariot that was originally racing in the sky suddenly stopped in mid-air. Long Xiaotian suddenly came to the back seat and stared at Zhuo Wen.

"What's going on? What's going on with Zhuo Wen?" Long Xiaotian asked in shock and anger.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's face was as pale as snow, his eyes turned white, and the aura on his body became vague, as if he would disappear from the world at any time.

This state usually only appears in people who are about to die. Now that it appears in Zhuo Wen, doesn't it mean that Zhuo Wen is on the verge of death?

Liao Si looked ugly and said in a deep voice: "Zhuowen probably failed to draw the third golden pattern on his soul."

Long Xiaotian's pupils shrank and asked: "What will be the consequences of failure?"

"According to common sense, failure is at most a serious injury to the soul, and it may take a long time to recover."

"But Zhuo Wen drew the third golden pattern immediately after drawing the second golden pattern. This is really crazy. You must know that after he drew the second golden pattern, his soul was already injured, and then he immediately

If you try the third golden pattern, your soul may collapse."

Having said this, Liao Si fell silent, while Long Xiaotian was stunned.

"The latter is so serious? What should we do now? What should we do?"

Long Xiaotian almost lost control. Zhuo Wen was his biological son and the main figure in the expedition against Burning Sky Sect. If Zhuo Wen died on the road, he didn't know what he would do.

"We can only wait. The only one who can save Zhuo Wen now is himself. Let's wait here!" Liao Si sighed.


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