"Damn it, it is indeed a half-step to heaven-level artifact. Its power is so terrifying that it made your grandpa go numb all over!"
Xiao Hei controlled the Death Sacrifice Sword and the Blood Immortal Sword, and did not confront the pitch-black divine sword head-on. Instead, he hovered around Zhuo Wen to prevent the pitch-black divine sword from attacking Zhuo Wen's vitals.
However, what left Zhuo Wen speechless was that in order to save effort, Xiao Hei only helped him resist the key attacks, and turned a blind eye to those attacks that were not key.
Therefore, as the number of attacks by the Jet Black Divine Sword increased, Zhuo Wen suffered more and more injuries. Blood was flowing all over his body, and he looked like a bloody man.
"Xiao Hei, let me do it. Damn it!" Zhuo Wen held his breath and cursed loudly.
Xiao Hei surrounded Zhuo Wen and said nonchalantly: "Your physique is so strong anyway, and your self-healing ability is so abnormal. I won't help you with these minor injuries. I'll treat them as a kind of training for you."
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"..." Zhuo Wen.
Poof!
Sen Qiyin spat out a mouthful of blood again, his face became paler, his breath became weaker, and he began to feel anxious.
With the three divine swords of Thunder Fire Sword, Death Sacrifice Sword and Blood Immortal Sword guarding Zhuo Wen, his natal divine sword could completely kill Zhuo Wen.
And as he continued to use his spiritual thoughts, his soul became weaker and weaker, and he began to be unable to withstand the attack of the ghost chain.
"Damn it, if most of my souls are not restrained by the ghost chain, how can the three creation-level divine swords defeat my natal divine sword?"
Sen Qiyin was full of unwillingness, and his whole body began to collapse, turning into streams of ink-colored smoke.
Sen Qiyin knew that if he continued to drag him on, he might be dragged to death here. If he didn't leave, he might not have a chance.
Whoosh!
Eventually, Senqi Yin collapsed into countless ink-colored smoke, drifting in the wind, as if disappearing out of thin air.
At the moment when Senqi Yin collapsed and dispersed into countless ink-colored smoke, the pitch-black divine sword buzzed, broke through the air, and disappeared in an instant.
Xiao Hei was stunned on the spot, looking stupidly at the direction of the dark sword piercing the air, and then yelled: "I, Cao, you are mine, why are you running so fast?"
Xiao Hei kept chattering on the spot for a long time, but this guy just didn't chase after him. Mainly because he was a coward and knew that his level was lower than that of the dark artifact. If he chased after him, he would be tortured.
All nine ghost chains shrank into the Yama Ghost Picture, and the Yama Ghost Picture closed again and turned into a plain black scroll, which fell on Zhuo Wen's knees.
Poof!
Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned as pale as a ghost. He put away the ghost picture of Yama, and presented the time and space roulette, and said to Xiao Hei: "Find a hidden place to hide!"
After finishing speaking, Zhuo Wen simply passed out.
When Zhuo Wen slowly woke up, he found that he was surrounded by cold rock walls. He slowly sat up and immediately held his head. He felt a splitting headache and grimaced in pain.
"I never expected that the side effects of Yama Ghost Chain Killing would be so terrifying! If my soul wasn't so powerful, I wouldn't have been able to hold on to Sen Qi Yin's departure, and I would have just passed out!"
Zhuo Wen shook his head, with a wry smile on his lips.
"Boy! Your Yama Ghost Picture is amazing! This Ghost Chain Killing is a unique offensive that directly uses precious souls. If your soul is as powerful as that of Sen Qi Yin, with Ghost Chain Killing, you can kill the old Sen Qi Yin.
This guy is as cruel as a dog!"
The Thunder Fire Sword was suspended in front of Zhuo Wen, and Xiao Hei was sitting on the hilt of the sword, holding his little paws across his chest, taking his time to speak.
Zhuo Wen nodded, but soon, he discovered the difference.
He found that his five senses and reflexes were much sharper and stronger than before.
"My soul has become stronger?"
Zhuo Wen realized something and couldn't help but mutter to himself. The five senses and reaction ability are closely related to the soul. Since both have become stronger, it proves that his soul has also become stronger.
Zhuo Wen felt a little incredible. Everyone knew that it was difficult for a monk's soul to become stronger, unless the monk broke through or swallowed a magic pill that could strengthen the soul.
Apart from this, there is no other way to make the soul stronger.
But after Zhuo Wen woke up from coma, his soul became stronger, much stronger.
If his soul was comparable to the creation level peak powerhouse before, now Zhuo Wen's soul has undergone transformation and has reached the level of the early stage of the Creator.
"It should be because of the Pangu Banner that exists in your soul. You used the Yama Ghost Map and consumed too much of your soul, even exceeding your limit! The Pangu Banner should have been continuously restoring you while you were unconscious.
The soul of the soul, and your soul should also have transformed and evolved during this process!"
"This is just like exercising your physical fitness. Once you reach the limit, your physical fitness will improve a lot next time, or even transform. The two principles should be the same!"
Xiao Hei glanced at Zhuo Wen and analyzed seriously.
"If the soul can really be trained like this, can't other monks also use this method to strengthen the soul?" Zhuo Wen said in surprise.
Xiao Hei shook his head and sneered: "Other monks are seeking death by exercising like this! The biggest difference between the soul and physical fitness is that it is too difficult to recover the soul, but physical fitness can be replenished through rest!"
"You own the Pangu Banner. This thing can repair your soul and strengthen your soul! But others don't have the Pangu Banner. They can only use the magic pill to restore the soul, and these magic pills are priceless.
! Do you think there would be monks who would spend money like this in order to train their souls?"
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen also smiled bitterly and nodded.
Speaking of which, the reason why his soul could become so abnormal was not because of the Pangu Banner. Without the Pangu Banner, his soul would not have been able to recover so quickly.
"By the way, Xiao Hei, how many days have I been in coma?" Zhuo Wen asked.
"I've been in a coma for half a month!" Xiao Hei said.
"What? It took so long to recover for half a month!"
Zhuo Wen was startled and immediately looked at Xiao Hei, who spread his hands and said: "If you ask me about the battle between humans and aliens, I definitely don't know! I have been taking care of you during this time and have not gone out at all.
Pass."
"Then where is this place now?" Zhuo Wen asked calmly.
"This is already close to the Dark Portal! I think the news that you got the inheritance of the ancestral witch Gonggong of the Dark Portal has spread. I don't think any human race or alien race will come to the Dark Portal again!" Xiao Hei.
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Zhuo Wen nodded. What Xiao Hei did was correct. The Dark Gate has powerful restrictions, and monks above the Creator cannot enter.
In addition, he has obtained the Ancestral Witch Gonggong, so this news will definitely not be kept secret for long. Even if the war between the human race and the alien race is over, I am afraid they will not send people to the Dark Portal, but will vigorously search for his traces.