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Chapter 2610 This style of painting is wrong!

"boom!"

The moment the guardian spirit's fingers came into contact with Ximen Hao's forehead, Ximen Hao felt a large number of mantras enter his mind instantly.

After Ximen Hao saw the formula, he realized that he had not been deceived. Even if this technique was not as evil as the guardian spirit said, it was definitely not rubbish.

I don't know how long it took, but finally no more information was injected. Ximen Hao slowly opened his eyes, only to find that the guardian spirit seemed a little weak, his body was a little dazed, and he seemed very tired.

"Boy, okay, bring it."

The guardian spirit hooked its fingers, and the cigar made it forget all its fatigue.

Ximen Hao took out nine boxes of cigars, but before he could hand them to the other party, the other party snatched them away and opened his mouth to put them away.

"Hahaha! Not bad! You can have fun for a while. Boy, I'm going to take a rest. You should prepare to leave as well. There is less than a stick of incense left."

The guardian spirit pointed at the last burning incense and suddenly disappeared.

Ximen Hao took a look at the incense stick. It took about an hour to burn out the thick incense stick. In other words, the transfer just took two and a half hours!

He scratched his head and couldn't figure it out, so he stopped worrying and closed his eyes, concentrating on absorbing the spiritual power in the spiritual pool.

Because, he felt that he was about to break through.

But it's strange. Xixi may have been upgrading and didn't say anything, but Yuan Zeng actually remained silent from beginning to end. Could it be that the other party was concentrating on being nourished by the spiritual pool and didn't know everything that happened here?

"Huh... you're gone now, I was scared to death! Brother, please don't play like this in the future! It's too dangerous."

Yuan Zeng finally spoke, and it was clear that he knew what had happened.

"Huh? You know everything? Why don't you say anything? You can just give me some advice!"

Ximen Hao was a little unhappy.

"Brother! It's not that I don't speak, it's because I'm afraid! Especially after it got closer, it seemed to have discovered my presence. Also, little brother, how dare you make a deal with a guardian spirit! Do you know what a guardian spirit is?

?”

There was a hint of fear in Yuan Zeng's tone, and it was obvious that he knew very well what kind of guardian spirit existed.

"Oh? What kind of existence? Tell me?"

Ximen Hao became interested.

"The guardian spirits are said to be the guards guarding the spiritual pool, but they are actually the sinners imprisoned in the spiritual pool!"

"sinner?"

"That's right! They are sinners! The guardian spirits are actually a powerful remnant god and remnant soul. The powerful ones are immortal and difficult to kill, so the powerful men of Lingxu will trap them in the spirit pool and act as guardian spirits.

, can never leave the spiritual pool forever. And most of these people are guilty of heinous crimes,

Of course, there are also some people who offend people who shouldn't be offended. So, little brother, you make a deal with him... I doubt that the "Soul-Absorbing Magic Art" he mentioned was given to him by someone else. Maybe he is

I can’t say for sure who the big demon is who practices the Soul-Absorbing Demon Art.”

Yuan Zeng's words made Ximen Hao's hair stand on end, and his hair almost all stood up.

"Made! Old thing! Why don't you remind me? What the hell..."

Ximen Hao was frightened for a while. If the guardian spirit just had any bad intentions, wouldn't he be useless?

However, it seems that these guardian spirits should be unable to harm people, let alone take away their bodies, otherwise they would have left long ago.

"Brother, you are wronged! He is so close to you, I burned incense before I collapsed."

Yuan Zeng's voice was very aggrieved.

"Okay...Mad! Whatever, just try this soul-sucking magic art after you get out. If it doesn't work, just go check the information."

Ximen Hao decided to find out the truth about the Soul Absorbing Demon Art, otherwise he would not be at ease while practicing.

"Yes, check it out first! After you go out and spend some spiritual stones, go to the 'Spiritual History Museum' and check it out!"

The Lingshi Museum is a place dedicated to storing information about Lingxu. It is also a place that every newcomer must visit, but the fees are based on time.

"Well, wait until we leave here... Holy shit! I'm going to make a breakthrough!"

"boom!"

Ximen Hao only felt that his body was once again thoroughly washed by spiritual power. The spiritual power in his body increased, and his cultivation level instantly reached the middle-grade first spirit!

Not only that, the Tianji Umbrella has also become a real primary spiritual weapon with the help of the spiritual pool, and it is also a middle-grade primary spiritual weapon!

After all, the foundation of Tianji Umbrella is very good, and it was also modified in advance by Xixi.

Others' weapons were at most a low-grade first-grade spiritual weapon from a semi-spiritual weapon, but his was almost a low-grade first-grade spiritual weapon, so it was upgraded to a mid-grade one.

"Wow! Congratulations, little guy, for successfully breaking through to the middle-grade first-level spirit! Now, the time is up, and it's time for you to leave. The vast Lingxu is waiting for you! Welcome to the East Continent of Lingxu! Go!

Goodbye!"

The guardian spirit emerged with a cigar between his arms, and with a wave of his hand, Ximen Hao emerged from the water in an instant, and then the world began to spin, and everything in front of him was changing.

The guardian spirit looked up at the sky and said in a low voice:

"For countless years, I have been looking for nine geniuses who can practice the soul-absorbing demon art. Unfortunately, all of them were killed. Boy, you are the first genius to master the art of killing. I hope you can succeed and inherit my mantle...

"



"This...is this Lingxu?"

Ximen Hao stood in a huge square, with blue sky and white clouds above, but no sun, just like what Yuan Zeng described.

There is a white jade floor under your feet, and behind you are white doors, densely packed, forming a semicircle, except in front of them.

From time to time, people were teleported to the square from the door, and each of them looked like Ximen Hao, with confused expressions on their faces.

At the exit in front, there were crowds of people, some holding signs, and some standing on top of their own spiritual weapons, floating in the air.

They all looked forward eagerly and looked at the people in the square with gleaming eyes.

"Mad! The pressure of the law is much stronger than the mysterious space of dark space!"

Ximen Hao felt the pressure of the law. Under such pressure, it was absolutely impossible to fly with a weapon!

"Haha, didn't I tell you? Only mortal spirits can break the rules and fly with weapons. If you want to fly, you have to wait for a true spirit, so... let's go."

Yuan Zeng explained.

Ximen Hao looked back again, and then walked toward the exit with a group of teleported rookies.

And just when they were about to reach the exit, the crowd gathered suddenly exploded, making everyone jump.

"Is there accommodation? Ten spiritual stones a day! One spiritual meal!"

"Five low-grade spiritual stones a day! No matter the meal! Elegant environment and considerate service!"

"Professional gifting! Directly to various surrounding cities, tribes, and even sects, only five spiritual stones per person."

"Hey! This little brother, do you want to stay in the hotel? Our store has special services. Have you not seen the girls in Lingxu? It's much better than the ones below..."

"Do you want spiritual food? A spiritual food only costs two spiritual stones!"

"Dongzhou Celestial Weapon Sect! Dongzhou Celestial Weapon Sect! The sect owner ran away with his sister-in-law! All kinds of refining materials are on sale!"

"Low-grade first-grade spiritual pill! Good news for newcomers to Lingxu! A bottle of ten pills! Only 88 spiritual stones! You heard me right! Not 998! Not 558! Only 88! Only..."

"Damn it! Why are you so familiar? Isn't this style wrong?"

Ximen Hao was so frightened that he took a few steps back. Those hotel ladies holding signs, those black... drivers with their weapons hanging in the air, and street vendors selling low-level weapon refining materials and low-level elixirs, these were simply...

What a large station! (To be continued)


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