Chapter five hundred and eighty fourth disappointment
When I woke up, the Ancient Soul Fruit in my hand was almost rotten, with not even 10% of its essence left!
Several in a row are like this.
Being able to reach 150 breaths is considered quite good.
Seeing this scene, Wu Jinlong and others looked very ugly.
If Xiahou Shenmen’s own clan members are like this, let alone them?
It is really fanciful to think that you can achieve a huge breakthrough by relying on ancient soul fruit.
Several tribesmen followed.
The best record was obtained successfully in eighty breaths of time.
There is half of the essence left in the ancient soul fruit, which can make the mid-star realm break through to a higher level.
at last.
It’s the turn of Xiahou Jie, the only contemporary young man left in Xiahou Shenmen.
He spotted a ripe Ancient Soul Fruit, immediately flew forward and grabbed the Ancient Soul Fruit.
Ten breaths.
Twenty breaths.
Thirty breaths.
Just when everyone thought Xia Houjie was about to fall into a hallucination, he suddenly opened his eyes.
He picked off the ancient soul fruit with a smile.
Thirty breaths!
The Xiahou elders looked moved.
"At the age of nineteen, he wakes up within thirty breaths. His mental strength is beyond that of ordinary people of the same age." The sword general was the first to express his great praise.
Even Zu Qianjue nodded slightly to express approval.
Things like mental power have nothing to do with the level of cultivation.
It depends on factors such as the person's mind and willpower. Usually, the richer the experience, the stronger the spirit.
Among peers, those who reach Xia Houjie's level are extremely rare.
Xia Houjie picked off the ancient soul fruit with a hint of pride on his face.
Although it's not as good as Night Demon Dome, it's not far behind.
This ancient soul fruit contains 70% of the essence, which is enough for him to break through one and a half levels.
His eyes turned to Xia Qingchen and others: "It's your turn."
Wu Jinlong and Xu Yuan were immediately nervous and did not dare to step forward.
I am afraid that my spirit will be too low and I will lose face.
Xia Qingchen comforted him: "The more nervous you are, the easier it is to fall into it, and the strength of your mental strength has nothing to do with your cultivation level or identity background. You may not be inferior to the disciples of Xiahou Shenmen."
on the contrary.
The Xiahou Shenmen people have a superior environment and rarely receive spiritual training.
As for Wu Jinlong and Xu Yuan, they are in the Nebula Holy Land and have climbed up from the bottom, so their mental strength should be stronger.
The two of them calmed down and stepped forward one after another.
Xu Yuan comes first.
The result was beyond Xiahou Shenmen's expectation. Xu Yuan actually woke up within seventy breaths and obtained the ancient soul fruit with half the effect!
Wu Jinlong also woke up after only eighty breaths.
Compared with the performance of the Xiahou Shenmen tribe, it is much better.
Zu Qianjue looked at the jealous tribesmen in disappointment: "After all, they are flowers grown in a greenhouse, and they are not satisfactory."
The great ancient soul fruit has its benefits taken advantage of by outsiders.
He lost most of his people.
How not to disappoint?
"Look at me!" Yue Mingzhu volunteered, jumped up to the ancient soul fruit tree with a smile, and picked one at will.
She fell into an illusion. After only twenty breaths, she smiled and opened her eyes.
He came down with the ancient soul fruit and waved it in front of the White Lotus Saint.
Xiahou Shenmen was in an uproar.
"Twenty breaths? How did you do it? We, the older generation, are only at this level."
Zu Qianjue stared deeply at Yue Mingzhu. The seemingly innocent Yue Mingzhu must be a person with profound experience.
The White Lotus Saint had no expression on her face as she jumped onto the ancient soul fruit tree.
She reached out to pick one, fell into hallucination for seventeen breaths, and then calmly opened her eyes.
"Seventeen breaths!" The people at Xiahou Shenmen couldn't sit still.
Why are these two women, one more terrifying than the other!
"What on earth did she go through to make her mentally so strong?"
The White Lotus Saint held the ancient soul fruit in her hand and dropped it, silently returned to Xia Qingchen, opened her mouth and swallowed it.
Yue Mingzhu on the side was secretly surprised.
As a person of the Dark Moon, she has suffered countless inhuman tortures, but her mental strength is actually inferior to that of the White Lotus Saint.
Night Demon Qiong showed a hint of surprise and stared at the White Lotus Saint.
He has endured countless pains that are beyond the reach of ordinary people, and his mental strength has only been tempered to this day.
This woman is similar in age to him, has she experienced more pain than him?
"Brother Xia, or me first?" Of course, the one that Night Demon Qiong is most interested in is Xia Qingchen.
His intuition told him that the calm Xia Qingchen was the most terrifying.
"You come first. If I come first, I will be in trouble." Xia Qingchen said.
Night Demon Qiong didn't look into it further and jumped to the branch.
He picked an ancient soul fruit again.
At this moment, I fell into hallucination for nineteen breaths and opened my eyes.
He tried his best, but it was only one breath shorter than before.
He looked at the White Lotus Saint with deep meaning.
I don’t know what unforgettable things this woman has experienced to have such an insurmountable and terrifying mental power.
He withdrew his gaze and handed over to Xia Qingchen: "It's your turn, we'll see."
All eyes were focused on Xia Qingchen.
Both of his female companions showed such amazing spiritual power.
I'm afraid Xia Qingchen himself won't be low either?
Xia Houjie narrowed his eyes and applied pressure with a half-smile: "You who are number one in Tianyue Ridge, don't be inferior to the people around you."
He wanted to disturb Xia Qingchen's state of mind.
Lian Xing's pretty eyes widened: "A pig's mouth can't spit out dog's teeth. Do you think Master Chen needs thirty breaths like a wimp like you?"
Thirty breaths, still a loser?
The Xiahou Shenmen tribe had nowhere to vent their anger.
There were so many unexpectedly strong men this time that they outshone Xia Houjie, who should have been rare.
In comparison, it is indeed very mediocre.
Xia Houjie was not angry and smiled slightly.
He was also worried in his heart.
Judging from Xia Qingchen's performance in all aspects, his mental strength is probably not weak.
The probability of exceeding yourself is very high.
Zu Qianjue also cast an extremely expectant look.
As an expert outside the world.
Xia Qingchen, don't say thirty breaths.
It's possible within ten breaths.
It may even surpass the strongest record and reach within six breaths.
Even the sword generals who didn't want to see Xia Qingchen frowned and stared at him.
All the attention.
Xia Qingchen's face was expressionless as he jumped onto the ancient soul fruit tree.
He gently grasped an Ancient Soul Fruit with his palm.