Eternal Invincible Emperor System

Chapter 142 True Destiny, Spiritual Sword
On the table in the secret room, there was a bottle of mysterious water, which was given to them by King Xuan to break through their cultivation.

This bottle of Xuanling water contains about twenty drops. , not only can help him push his cultivation to the peak of the Ninth Layer of True Fate, but also help him condense the sword of spirit and hit the extreme realm of True Fate.

From this point of view, in order for them to defeat the warriors of the Blackwater Dynasty in the duel three days later, King Xuan paid a lot of money.

After all, this is related to the future development of the Xuan Dynasty. If they lose, I am afraid that the Xuan Dynasty will not be able to stand up in the next hundred years, and will be crushed by the Blackwater Dynasty. In the end, the Blackwater Dynasty will even tear up the contract. , Destroy the Xuan Dynasty.

Ye Xingchen took out a drop of Xuanling Water, which was crystal clear and flickered with light, like a night pearl, very beautiful.

He took a drop of Xuanling water, and under the nourishment of Xuanlingqi, the meridians in his body gradually became stronger, and more true qi was condensed in the sea of ​​qi.

At the same time, there is also a mysterious spiritual energy, rushing into the sea of ​​consciousness, warming and nourishing the spirit.

Ye Xingchen visualized the world tree, strengthened his spirit, and tried to gather the spirit knife.

"Boom!"

The wind and cloud in the Consciousness Sea are moving together, lightning is intertwined, and the spiritual power of each white jade ribbon is fused with each other, becoming more concise.

Ye Xingchen controlled his spiritual power and was gathering the spiritual knife.

Slowly, three hours passed, and Ye Xingchen took another ten drops of mysterious spirit water to refine, improve his cultivation, and strengthen his spiritual power.

"Keng!"

It was as if the sound of a sword being unsheathed sounded in the quiet secret room, and with a sound, a three-inch long and half-inch wide spiritual knife condensed into shape, flew out from the sea of ​​consciousness, and wandered around in the secret realm.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, it was as if the sound of Dao sounded in his ears, and in his sea of ​​consciousness, strands of Dao lines appeared, entangled in spiritual power.

Especially the spiritual knife, which is densely covered with dao patterns, looks like a supreme weapon.

Fortunately, the resonance of the great way is a change in the way of heaven and earth, and the warriors of heaven and earth cannot detect it, otherwise the movement caused by Ye Xingchen would not be small.

Dao Tianyin roared in his mind, explaining the principles of Dao.

The breath on his body became more ethereal and dusty, especially the spirit, which became more condensed.

The reason why Ye Xingchen was able to condense the spiritual sword is mainly because his spiritual power has reached the fourth rank of the spirit level. From the virtual to the real, if it is an ordinary warrior, it is impossible to successfully condense the spiritual sword and reach the extreme state of true life .

"Pfft!"

Ye Xingchen controlled the spiritual knife, and a flying knife flew out of the sea of ​​consciousness. It was crystal clear, as thin as a cicada's wing, and as fast as a shooting star. It sank into the extremely hard wall with a swish.

The walls of the secret room are all made of the hardest black stone iron, and the attacks of martial artists in the Faxiang Realm cannot leave traces on them, but Ye Xingchen's spiritual knife can cut through the walls like tofu. This shows the power of the spiritual knife.

"As expected of the sword of the spirit, with this trump card, if I meet the black and white elders again, I can use the static spirit pattern to strike and kill them with one blow." Ye Xingchen secretly said.

Unless the spiritual sword encounters a body-refining warrior, ordinary warriors can use the spiritual sword to kill, as easy as cutting tofu. Down.

Of course, the most powerful attack of the spiritual knife is to kill the warrior's spiritual soul, not the physical attack.

In the following time, in addition to continuing to practice the Sky Splitting Nine Strikes and the Strong Dragon Elephant Palm, Ye Xingchen also comprehended the three volumes of secret techniques obtained in the ruins of Taihu Lake.

It turned out that his comprehension of the secret method of moving mountains can only be regarded as a small success, but now he wants to practice this spiritual mysterious method to a great success, or even complete, and the secret method of reclamation, he also has some insights and tries to get started.

Ye Xingchen now thinks about it, the level of these three volumes of secret techniques is not low, if he can really practice all of them successfully, his battles will be greatly increased, and he will have the confidence to face high-level Dharma Realm.

When Ye Xingchen and the others were practicing, in the Wangcheng Guest House, in a courtyard.

The Ninth Prince was lying on the recliner, surrounded by maids, one pinched his shoulders, one fanned him, another waited on him and fed him grapes, and the other maid was pulled in his arms and raised and lowered his hands. happy.

Standing beside the Ninth Prince, there are several warriors, wearing scribes' clothes and Confucian hats, they are the Ninth Prince's staff.

One of the aides looked at the Ninth Prince and said, "Your Highness, the strength of our Blackwater Dynasty is several times stronger than in the past. In addition to the alliance with the Barbarian King, we are not afraid even if the four dynasties join forces, but Why should Xuan Dynasty be given a chance to make an offering?"

The Ninth Prince glanced at him, but didn't speak.

At this time, another staff member said: "Zhang Yang, the Ninth Prince did this to attack the young warriors of the Xuan Dynasty and consume their self-confidence and spirit. Secondly, it is a duel. It is just a cover-up. Our real purpose , in order to transfer King Xuan away from the palace, so that our people can attack and take what we need."

This middle-aged staff member has two beards, bright eyes, and holds a feather fan. His surname is Wang and his first name is Shanpu. He is the number one staff member under the Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince smiled and said, "Hehe, Mr. still understands me."

The Ninth Prince waved his hand and asked the maid to go down, saying: "Shan Pu, do you think our plan will succeed, and we can get the Xuan Dynasty's hundreds of years of Xuan Lingzhu in one fell swoop."

Wang Shanpu shook his feather fan and said: "The palace of the Xuan Dynasty is heavily guarded. Even if I do it, I can't easily sneak into it and steal the Xuanling Orb. However, no matter how strong the fortress is, there are loopholes. Those of us in the palace will be killed in three days. At the moment when the two dynasties are duel, they took advantage of this loophole to steal the Xuanling Orb."

"Haha, with Shanpu's arrangement, I believe everything will be fine." The Ninth Prince laughed and said, "By the way, although I don't really care about the duel in three days' time, if I win, it will be a credit, and it will be beneficial to the future." I'm fighting for the throne."

Wang Shanpu took out a piece of paper, which recorded a lot of information in the Xuanchi Banquet, and said: "Among the Xuanchi Banquet, the strongest are Ye Xingchen, Yang Xingkong, Lin Yanyu, Ye Linger, Mo Yunxue, Tiangang, and Disha. Seven people."

"Among the seven, Ye Xingchen is the strongest, but he is still no match for our young masters."

Three days passed in a flash, and in the anticipation of many people, the confrontation between the younger generation of the two dynasties began.

The next day.

On the training ground thirty miles away from the royal city, a large number of fighters from the major families of the royal city gathered.

"Boom!"

King Xuan's chariot fell from the sky, and not long after, the chariot of the Ninth Prince of the Blackwater Dynasty, pulled by a green jellyfish, fell from midair.

(End of this chapter)