That group of spirit power consumed wave after wave of attacks, and finally, the fluctuations on its surface became weaker and weaker, and Arthur outside saw this, a touch of joy welled up in his heart, and for a while, the attack of qi energy became more intense. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Finally, the fluctuation of the spirit power completely disappeared, and it lay next to Arthur's dantian like a docile sheep.

"Arthur, absorb it. Yan Xian's slightly surprised voice came. What he gave Arthur was not an ordinary spirit power, it was a trace of his origin, a trace of the soul origin power of a fairyland powerhouse, it was not a play.

Arthur nodded, and immediately dragged that ball of spirit power with qi energy, and slammed it into a large acupoint in his brain, which was, Dahua acupoint.

Dahua acupoint, a big acupoint of the pharmacist, as long as it is opened, you can enter the realm of the first-level pharmacist and officially enter the threshold of the pharmacist.

With a "buzz", Arthur felt a loud bang in his head and fainted.

When he woke up, he saw a ten-colored stone next to him and that scroll of high-level spiritual level skills.

"Arthur, I'll go back to the Ten Color Stone first, the skills will stay, you can practice first," just as Arthur was puzzled, a strange fluctuation came from the Ten Color Stone, obviously the voice of the Yan Immortal.

"Spirit-level skills・・・・・・ Arthur muttered, "then let's start cultivating." After saying that, Arthur made a move, and the roll of skills flew over.

"My current cultivation is in sixty-one years, and I have actually entered the realm of mortal emperors, and I can still increase my cultivation when I sleep, which is really a god. Arthur muttered again, and spun about to dive his soul power into the skill. His spirit power level has also entered the realm of a first-level pharmacist.

How did he know that in the process of exhausting and consuming qi, it was constantly increasing, and as for sleeping and cultivating, it was impossible.

After a few moments, Arthur opened his eyes and shouted, "Eight Desolate Palms!" With a bang, the door was directly shattered, and the remaining force hit the wall again, penetrating through, leaving a large palm print on the wall.

A few days passed, and in the silence of the woods, a figure swept by, and suddenly burst out with a palm, imprinted on the rock, and suddenly oozed large cracks.

Boom!

Inside the rock, there was another roar, and the rock burst open.

Boom!

Again, the gravel turned to dust.

"Yes, within a few days, he actually cultivated the Eight Desolation Palms to the third level of strength, but unfortunately, once the Eight Levels of strength is exerted, it can compete with the immortal level skills. "The figure of the Yan Immortal appeared, and the one who exerted his palm power was naturally Arthur.

"Yes, it's a pity, the fifth palm of the Eight Desolation Palms can release the desolate aura, which is a sharp weapon to destroy the enemy's defenses. Arthur roared in the sky, clearly unhappy with his results.

Yan Xian was completely speechless, it took him more than ten days to cultivate the third palm, this kid, only a few days to cultivate, he was not satisfied.