Chapter Seventy-Four: The Quasi-Copyist

Dark ripples erupted abruptly, sweeping across the entire fourth layer. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe dead air melts, and the resentful spirit is disillusioned.

In a moment, the fourth layer was clear, the dead air had long since disappeared, and there was no trace left, and the resentful spirits in the sky were gone, leaving only dense points of light, suspended in mid-air, countless.

With a wave of the palm of the Shengyuanzi Spirit Soul, a pair of giant hands appeared directly, grabbed the light points that were covered in the fourth layer, and then stuffed ninety percent of the light points into Yang Yuanhao's spiritual sea, and the remaining one percent was thrown upwards by him, drilling into Xi Mingzhi's eyebrows, who were about to continue to fall.

This is undoubtedly a great creation for both Yang Yuanhao and Xi Mingzhi. Not to mention Yang Yuanhao, for Xi Mingzhi alone, he was extremely surprised, he didn't know what was going on below, he only saw a dazzling flash of light, and then a large ball of light drilled into his eyebrows, repairing the injured Yuan Soul and his own injuries.

Yang Yuanhao was overjoyed at the ninety percent of the points of light stuffed into the spiritual sea.

These points of light are the essence of the resentful spirit's body. It must be known that although these are resentful spirits, they are an extremely strange life form in heaven and earth, they have not only survived the vast thunder tribulation, but also stayed in this fourth layer for an unknown number of years, and there are even many resentful spirits whose intelligence is no less than that of ordinary humans. One can imagine how precious their essence is.

And this, from the other side, also shows that the strength of the Holy Yuanzi is terrifying, it is just a spirit, and it is also a spirit that is about to dissipate, but it is just a move, and it will annihilate these countless resentful spirits and dissipate the rich dead qi.

Then how advanced his ontology and cultivation are!!

Ninety percent of the resentful spirit essence was covered with Yang Yuanhao's spiritual sea, and the spirit body sat in the center, the spiritual light was dazzling, and the treasure was solemn. The severed arm has grown again.

Airplanes!

The little finger print of the spirit fluctuated, and a golden swirl appeared in the center of its eyebrows, incorporating the essence into its body one by one.

Suddenly, a golden light drilled into the spiritual sea from Yang Yuanhao's waist, and when he looked closely, it was the golden eyeball.

At this time, the eyeballs rolled slightly, suspended above the spiritual sea, and the golden ripples spread, and the suction burst out, absorbing the essence of the resentful spirit.

As if dissatisfied with the absorption of the eyeballs, the spirit body agitated this small mouth, and the little hand "snapped" together, and in an instant, countless grains of essence wrapped layer by layer, and the spirit body in the "encirclement" was shining with golden light, and the originally smooth body was cracked everywhere at this time.

Yang Yuanhao was shocked, and was about to control the spirit body to stop absorbing it, but when he paid attention to the spirit body, he suddenly found that those so-called cracks turned out to be one after another.

At first, these lines were just a few simple lines, but after they arrived, the originally simple lines were all connected, outlining one after another cumbersome and obscure inscriptions. This is the primary sign of becoming a copying master, turning into a pattern.

Transformation into a pattern is the most important step in condensing the grain. The condensation of the grain is to carry the grain with the spirit body. And the ordinary spirit body is unable to withstand the pure power of the pattern crystal, only the spiritual power of that spirit condenses to the realm of the spirit, is recognized by the heaven and earth inscriptions, and draws the inscriptions on the surface of the spirit body and even in the body. Only in this way can you withstand the grain, fuse the grain, and then become a copyist.

Ordinary pattern copying masters transform into patterns, and they are all achieved with the help of pure spiritual power when condensing the pattern crystals. At this time, Yang Yuanhao unintentionally succeeded. Of course, there were few people who had the opportunity to do this, and there were countless machine spirit essences to supply cultivation.

Suddenly, a thought arose in Yang Yuanhao's heart, condensing the pattern crystal in one fell swoop and becoming a real pattern copying master. But, in an instant, this thought was suppressed by it. Not to mention whether it can succeed or not, it is also an adventure to condense the crystals in this dangerous ancient well.

At this time, Yang Yuanhao's facsimile strength has surpassed the strength of an apprentice, but he is a line away from the facsimile master, so he can only be called a quasi-facsimile master!

When the appearance of the spirit body was full of inscriptions, it stopped absorbing and sat quietly in the spirit sea.

Yang Yuanhao carefully looked at his spirit body, and found that the spirit body seemed to be much smaller, if the previous spirit body was the size of an adult man, then the spirit body at this time was more than ten years old. This is the compression of the aura, which causes the body to become smaller. However, at this time, the spirit body is much more powerful.

The body of the spirit body was densely covered with golden inscriptions, and it was impossible to see what the inscriptions were, but it could be a combination of thousands of countless inscriptions of heaven and earth.

Above the spiritual sea, a suction force was still continuing, and I saw that Dao patterns also appeared on the golden eyeball, but it was more complicated and profound than that of the spirit body. Verse after verse overflowed from the pupil and coiled around the eyeball.

Bang!

Wu, the suction of the eyeball suddenly stopped, and the eyeball was full of golden light, and there were spiritual rays around the eyeball, as many as one hundred and ten.

The golden eyeball swirled in the spiritual sea, and then rushed out of the spiritual sea at an extremely fast speed, stopping at the center of Yang Yuanhao's eyebrows, and the hundred and ten spiritual power rays extended along Yang Yuanhao's mind, and then merged with Yang Yuanhao's nerves.

Bite.

With a clear sound, Yang Yuanhao's eyebrows trembled slightly, slowly cracked, and a golden eyeball suddenly opened.

Airplanes!

Yang Yuanhao's mind was churning, waves of golden light washed his soul, and one by one he couldn't read the scripture inscriptions that he couldn't read at all, and a wave of his brain poured into his divine consciousness like a sea of rivers.

"This ......" Yang Yuanhao couldn't believe it, the golden eyeball not only fused with himself to become a third eye, but also the huge amount of information in this eye was jaw-dropping.

The third eye in the center of the eyebrows blinked, and the thing in front of him instantly became clear. On the dilapidated wall next to this staircase, there were not only fluctuations in spiritual energy, but also pools of blood, all of which seeped into the walls, and in these bloodstains, Yang Yuanhao obviously felt weird, because streams of resentment continued to emanate from the bloodstains. These bloodstains extend all the way down the stairs, the fourth floor.

"That's why there's so much lifelessness here, right!?" Yang Yuanhao's face moved slightly, and he said suspiciously.

"Who can have so much blood? Who left these blood stains? Who did he have such a grudge against that he created a dead air?! ”

He had a myriad of questions in his head, but no one could answer him. Perhaps, we can only go back a long time ago, when this scene happened, to know the whole thing!

Yang Yuanhao probed his consciousness into the spiritual sea and found that only fifty percent of the essence of the countless resentful spirits was left, so he placed the remaining fifty percent essence in a corner of the spiritual sea for use when necessary.

When he opened his eyes again, there was only a cloud of Xuan Light left in front of him, and the spirit figure of Sheng Yuanzi was gone, thinking that his spiritual power had been exhausted and dissipated.

He reached out and touched the ball of light, and the light moved, burrowing down his arm and into his body. Xuanguang enters the body and goes straight to the heart.

The Xuanguang turned into a large net, enveloping the demonic qi in the heart, and then presented a square seal, which was directly suppressed.

"No, ......" the demon yelled, but did nothing.

The square seal and the big net will be suppressed by the demons, and then transformed into a cumbersome inverted seal, and a word condensed in the center of the inverted print, sealed!

Sealing!

Yang Yuanhao was shocked, what level of sealing technique this was, it had such a strong suppression of this supreme demon, even the Yang clan's Heavenly Annihilation Sutra couldn't do it.

"Little Guy ......"

Just when he was stunned, a ray of light appeared in his mind, and an old voice came out of it, it was Sheng Yuanzi.

[There may be another chapter in the evening......]

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