Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan was a little puzzled, and said, "If you encounter an ancient soul in the sea of ​​consciousness, how can you let it host you?"

Du Ruo said: "According to the records of Yungan Palace, the ancient soul will continue to attack you and then forcefully intrude into your body. At this moment, Xiao Feng's phenomenon will appear. The host wakes up from the sea of ​​consciousness and brings the ancient soul with him. Come out and merge."

Yang Qingxuan said: "What if you kill the ancient soul in the sea of ​​consciousness?"

Du Ruo was taken aback, chuckled, and said, "Kill the ancient soul? Your question is really strange. This is impossible. It is conceivable that the ancient soul can survive through the ancient battlefield of the virtual sky. Knowing how powerful it is, no matter how weak the ancient soul is, it is not something we can contend. It is impossible to kill the ancient soul."

Her tone was very firm, as if beyond doubt.

Yang Qingxuan was silent for a while, and then asked: "If you meet a lot of ancient souls, such as hundreds or thousands, what should you do? Who is stronger than the other?"

Du Ruobai glanced at him, a little displeased, and said in a sullen expression: "Why are you so weird, you are a Chinese cabbage as an ancient soul? There are hundreds of thousands, and it is destiny to meet one."

She said coldly, "Do you still have to ask later, what should you do if you encounter hundreds of martial souls and then kill them all?"

Yang Qingxuan: "..."

He really wanted to ask, but he could only shut up with interest.

Su Ying said: "Hundreds of thousands are impossible, but I have heard my father say that back then, Master Dean met two ancient souls in this ridiculous ancient area and merged into his body at the same time, which made him. The position of the first strongest in the five northern countries."

"Two ancient souls!"

Everyone was shocked.

Du Ruo passed the strange color in his eyes and said, "No wonder, this thing depends on chance and talent. Generally, one's own martial arts can attract the attention of the ancient soul. Even if it is only the soul, he is not reconciled to the weak. "

Everyone bowed their heads a little ashamed, and these words were clearly saying that they had insufficient chance and talent.

Yang Qingxuan's mood was extremely complicated, as if he had done something wrong. Qing Buli merged two ancient souls and became the number one power in the North Five Kingdoms. If he merged those thousands of ancient souls...

He regretted his death and his intestines were green.

Su Ying shook her body, stood up, and said, "I can't hold it anymore, let's go."

I said hello to everyone, and went back and forth, and no one was seen within a few steps.

After that, more than twenty or thirty people were left sparsely.

Liu Cheng and Yue Qiang couldn't hold them either, they stood up and left in a hurry.

They have all reached the limit of endurance, and if they wait for a while, they will be in danger of falling, and they will leave unwillingly.

At this moment, there are only a dozen people left in the entire area.

Except for Yang Qingxuan, everyone is full of soul light, resisting the erosion of the barren air.

Almost all of their meridians withered, and their physical functions did not exist, only relying on the power of the martial soul to protect the heart.

If the martial spirit was also eroded, it would be equivalent to breaking the last line of defense and must leave quickly.

Yang Qingxuan is the best. Although the force has been eroded away, the skin is dry, and the bones are loose, but a breath of true energy is still there, slowly running through the meridians, protecting the internal organs and heart channels.

Finally, after another moment, the last point of true essence was also corroded, and the terrible barren air penetrated into the body and began to move towards the heart.

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, his hand print changed, the sword shape flickered at the center of his eyebrows, and four soul lights burst forth immediately.

The last line of defense, the power of Wuhun guards the heart!

The barren air was immediately blocked by the soul light, and accumulated a few inches away from the heart pulse, and the whole body was in a withered state, like a weathered corpse.

Suddenly, the originally bright sky became gloomy, with layers of dark clouds tumbling back and forth.

The few people who were cultivating felt it, and couldn't help opening their eyes, frowning and looking into the sky.

"What's going on, is going to change?"

A faint light of thunder appeared in Du Ruo's heart. It was the thunder of nine souls of light. The range before was two or three feet in diameter, and now there were only two fist-sized spaces.

Yang Qingxuan also stunned. The dark clouds in the sky gave him a strange feeling, which seemed to be related to the appearance of his Martial Soul Seal.

But there is no way to verify this, and it is impossible for him to put away the Martial Soul Seal to verify it. In that case, the barren aura will instantly corrode his heart, and instantly fall into this barren ancient area.

Chen Zhen suddenly yelled, "Zhao Sihan!" His voice was extremely shocked and shocked.

All of them looked over suddenly, and saw Zhao Sihan come out of the sea of ​​consciousness somehow, a dim power appeared above his head, and then turned into a tiger, which was attached to Zhao Sihan's back.

"Ancient Soul!"

Meng Rui exclaimed, then his face hard to look.

Chen Zhen turned his head and looked at Yang Qingxuan, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, asking for his opinion.

Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said softly, "Now that the body functions are completely lost, it is not suitable for hands. Don't worry, this person must be removed. But now he is a personal biography of Elder Yi Kun, I am afraid that it will be troublesome. After this trial, we will do well Make a plan and kill him early, so as not to grow up and eventually become a major disaster."

Both Meng Rui and Chen Zhen nodded.

Du Ruo frowned, and Yang Qingxuan said this unconcealedly in front of everyone. It was obvious that he was confident and unscrupulous, which was too rampant.

And now that Zhao Sihan has inspired the fusion of ancient souls, his future achievements are even more immeasurable. If he kills such a new academy star, I am afraid that even the elders will not let him go.

The faces of the other people changed slightly, but they all assumed they hadn't heard.

After all, those who have been able to hold on to the present are not stupid people, and they know everything they can and cannot control.

Yang Qingxuan gathered the seven elders to love him. Zhao Sihan was a direct disciple of Elder Yi Kun. Neither of them could afford to provoke them. The smart way is to pretend to be stupid. I'm just a baby and I don't know anything.

"what!!"

Suddenly Zhao Sihan yelled sharply, his voice was terrible, and his face became distorted, extremely painful.

Chen Zhen coldly snorted: "What is the name of the ghost?! You are not the only one who has merged with the ancient soul. No girl is called here! Shame!"

Zhao Sihan's face was full of pain, and he didn't hear Chen Zhen's sarcasm at all, and his body trembled.

Wen Wen had come out of the state of fusion, and suddenly screamed, "Look, everyone, there are two ancient souls behind him!"

"what?!"

This sound was not trivial, everyone's expressions changed drastically, looking behind Zhao Sihan.

On the left side of the tiger beast, there was an extra toilet-shaped Wuhun at some point, and it was also squeezed behind Zhao Sihan, trying to blend in.