The Supreme Realm of Fighting Break

Chapter 267 Enhancing Soul Power ([-])

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Xiao Yan was very satisfied, took a deep breath of the fragrance of jasmine, sat upright on the bed, crossed his legs, discarded distracting thoughts, and planned to transform the power of Youjue Mingling.

Xiao Yan adjusted his breath and luck to the best state, sank his mind, and looked inside his dantian.

Youjue Mingling curled up into a ball, translucent, lazily without any response.

"If it wasn't for the big brother's words, you might still be in a deep sleep, and I would waste a great opportunity." Xiao Yan was filled with emotion.

While sighing, Xiao Yan mobilized his soul power to envelop Youjue Mingling.As if there was a reaction, as soon as Xiao Yan's soul power touched Youjue Mingling, he immediately felt chills all over his body.

It is worthy of being the fifth-ranked ghost in the Doudi Continent, and its cold can almost freeze the soul.Fortunately, Youjue Mingling seemed to sense that it was Xiao Yan, and the cold air slowly dissipated, and a strange ripple rippled between Xiao Yan's soul power and Youjue Mingling.

Xiao Yan could feel that Youjue Mingling seemed to be nostalgic and unwilling to give up on him, as if a child was rubbing against the body of his parents.Could this be the feeling produced by ghosts recognizing their master?Xiao Yan didn't know very well, and had no way to ask.Although the Doudi Continent is vast and boundless, there is no way to find out the fact that the three strange creatures have identified themselves as masters.

Concentrating his mind, Xiao Yan slowly guided his thoughts into the power of the soul, trying to convey them to Youjue Mingling.

To Xiao Yan's surprise, just as Qing Haoran said, Youjue Mingling completely obeyed his will.And after the communication, Xiao Yan felt that as long as he moved his mind, he could summon the Youjue Underworld, but the difference in level was too large, once summoned, the power of the soul was almost exhausted, which made Xiao Yan tsk tsk endlessly.Unless it is a critical moment, it is better not to use it lightly.

"Transfer part of the energy to me." Xiao Yan issued an order.Immediately, a stream of pure energy was transmitted to Xiao Yan's sea of ​​consciousness along the dantian.Feeling the continuous surge of energy coming, Xiao Yan was overjoyed. It seems that this time not only can he improve his soul power, but he can also practice the Blood Spirit Art.Since learning the Blood Spirit Art, since there is no ghost devouring it, even though it is practiced frequently, it has not improved at all.Xiao Yan is looking forward to the results of quasi-holy-level exercises.

The Blood Spirit Jue was running rapidly, and the power of the soul and the holy flames of chaos swept out, wrapping every energy, and continuously transforming it into the power of one's own soul.

What Xiao Yan admired was that this energy was extremely pure, as if it was his own, it didn't need to be tempered by the sky fire, as long as it was guided by the power of the soul, it could be transformed quickly without any spillover.

Any conversion of energy is lossy.Devouring ghosts and transforming their energy into soul power is no exception. The amount of energy absorbed is determined according to the strength of the absorber's soul power and the ranking of the ghost, even if there is a quasi-holy skill like the Blood Spirit Art , it can only greatly increase the absorption ratio, but it can't be completely absorbed. It is really unheard of for Xiao Yan to absorb without spilling a trace of energy like Xiao Yan now.

As expected of a strange thing that automatically recognizes its master, Xiao Yan is full of gratitude to the old devil emperor. The improvement of the power of the soul is quite a difficult thing.

Xiao Yan was immersed in the cultivation of the Blood Spirit Art and the continuous improvement of his soul power, and seven days had passed before he knew it.The power of the soul has been promoted from the early stage of the imperial realm to the middle stage, and continues to soar all the way.

The strong power of the soul seemed to be transformed into substance and quickly spread outward.The entire courtyard has a radius of hundreds of miles, completely shrouded in the power of Xiao Yan's soul, every plant, every tree, even every stone and sand, gradually changed from indistinct, to clear, to finely detailed.

In the eastern small courtyard, Qing Haoran seemed to be aware of the power of the soul, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were directed towards the direction where Xiao Yan lived, thoughtfully.Xiao Yan sat upright in the room, smiling slightly.

In the small west room, Xiao Yan looked around. The tables and chairs carved out of fine sandalwood were exquisitely carved with a hundred phoenixes presenting auspiciousness, and the delicate and gentle belonging to his daughter's family circulated everywhere.

Turn around a screen carved with red sandalwood and embellished with white jade. It is inscribed on it: "The spring cold gives you a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is smooth and smooth. The waiter helped her delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new grace."

"Good poetry." Xiao Yan praised secretly, the power of his soul trembled when he raised his head, he was flustered and almost couldn't hold it back.

Suddenly, a huge energy surge came, causing Xiao Yan to have a splitting headache.Xiao Yan was shocked and woke up, and the power of his soul was like a tide, rushing back.

All the power of the soul enters the body at once, like a wave calling in angry droplets, contending with the strong wind, and like black lightning, blue flames, piercing the dark clouds like an arrow, and the wings sweeping the waves' droplets, Burning on the endless sea.

The unbearable energy violently impacted Xiao Yan's soul, and Xiao Yan was in danger.

Xiao Yan was a little flustered for a while, and hurriedly accelerated the operation of the Blood Spirit Art, trying his best to safely transform this huge energy into soul power, and carefully guided the soul power to attack the late stage of the emperor's realm. There is an endless storm in Yan's body.

The ghost spirit that has already recognized its master will not lose control, but when Xiao Yan peeped at the beauty coming out of the bath, his emotions were agitated, which caused excessive power transmission and could not be digested.

The situation is very critical now, and there are only two endings, either Xiao Yan succeeds in the late stage of his assault on the Emperor Realm, or he explodes and dies.

Blue veins protruded from Xiao Yan's forehead, his teeth sank deeply into his lower lip, suppressing the severe pain in his head, he tried his best to forcefully control the power of his soul to hit that bottleneck again and again.

Xiao Yan made the final sprint on the line of life and death, and that layer of membrane rippled layer after layer under the impact of the final battle, and what was enough to cause a qualitative change, the energy at the end was entangled and intertwined, layer by layer, The countless compressions in an instant condensed into one point, and finally, a hole was pierced in the center of the ripple, and then, it exploded into countless fragments like a balloon. cycle.

Every cycle, Xiao Yan's injuries are being repaired, the energy of heaven and earth is pouring in from the pores of his body endlessly, the muscles, bones and blood vessels of his whole body are indescribably comfortable, and his soul is undergoing a great transformation.

(End of this chapter)