Chapter 473: Divine Soul Manifestation

"You underestimate Tianshu too much, in the first battle, Tianshu didn't use all his strength at all, until the last blow, Tianshu will fully exert the hidden power, you also see, just one move, I was seriously injured. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Norbert, who is ranked first on the Star Rank Outer List, can block Tianshu's two moves, and lose in the third move, which is already quite remarkable, if it really fights, with my current strength, it may not be Norbert's opponent."

Roland glanced at Sivet, shook his head gently, and said with a smile, his physical foundation is too poor, and the time for cultivating martial arts is too short, but fortunately, he has broken through the limit of strength in both the warrior realm and the knight realm, and now he can compete with the top geniuses.

Compared with Tianshu's innate pure yang body, there are still some gaps, and only by using the power of the sword heart and the power of the martial soul can it be made up.

Of course, in both the samurai realm and the knight realm, he has broken through the limits of his strength, that is to say, his martial arts foundation has been laid quite solidly, and as his cultivation deepens, his advantages will gradually be revealed.

It's like building a tower, only the more solid and generous the foundation is, the taller the tower can be built in the future.

The foundation of Tianshu is his innate pure yang body, just like the "tower pillar" that builds a tower, as long as the "tower pillar" does not fall, the tower will not fall, and can be built upwards all the time.

Roland's foundation is that every realm is very stable, reaching the extreme of each realm, and when the first layer of the tower was built, the tower base has been built the widest and widest, reaching the extreme.

Theoret said: "Tianshu's last move, burst out with the power of pure yang, and the martial arts he played were even more 'saint fists' of the lower grade of the heavenly rank, and the strength of that level was terrifying when I thought about it." ”

"Fortunately, he didn't cultivate the 'Saint Fist' to the fullest, otherwise, I might not be able to block the power of that punch."

Roland smiled and said, "Of course, if I cultivate a top-grade boxing technique, I won't be hurt in the duel of that move just now." ”

Cultivating martial arts is not an overnight thing, Roland only started cultivating at the age of sixteen, ten years later than Tianshu, and it is already quite good to be able to have his current achievements.

"Cousin-in-law, your injuries haven't healed yet! This is one of the zhuguo I just picked, which should help you recover quickly. ”

Tana took out a vermilion fruit and handed it to Roland, looking at Roland with affection, as if she was deliberately currying favor with Roland.

Roland was not polite, took the Zhu fruit, sniffed it lightly, and smelled the fragrance coming from the fruit.

This vermilion fruit, which has grown for more than five hundred years, is red and crystalline, as if there is a blood spirit flowing in it.

"It's indeed a healing elixir." Roland glanced at Tana and said, "Thank you." ”

Tana smiled lightly and said, "Cousin-in-law, we are a family, why do you still say thank you?" Besides, if you hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't have been able to pick this fruit. ”

Roland released the water and wood battle qi and refined the Zhu Guo in the palm of his hand.

Zhu Guo gradually melted, turning into a blood-red liquid, suspended in the palm of Roland's hand.

Roland divided the liquid into three parts, and gave them to Cindy and Natalie, and the last one he took himself.

Zhu Guo is indeed a healing treasure, and after half an hour of absorption, the injuries of Roland, Sindy, and Natalie healed.

The blood scab on Roland's arm fell off, revealing an intact layer of skin, not even a scar, and he felt that his martial soul seemed to have recovered a little, and his brain no longer had the dull pain as before.

The group continued on their way, through a long passage into the heart of the mountain.

The passage became wider and wider, and a golden light appeared in front of them, and everyone came to an underground white jade square.

The square, the size of two football fields, is surrounded by stone walls carved with gold ** patterns.

Above, a golden fireball was suspended, and there seemed to be a golden soul shadow, circulating in the fireball.

"I thought I would encounter a lot of runes and dangers, but I came to the hinterland of the mountain so easily? I don't know where the gods are buried? Sivet rubbed his hands together, his eyes searching.

Roland also felt quite strange, as the tomb of the gods, how could they be so easily broken into?

At this moment, Roland suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and looked at Sivet, who was still talking just now, and found that Sivet had become motionless, and a layer of golden light appeared on the surface of his body, as if he had turned into a golden statue.

Not only Sivet, but also Theore, Tana, Natalie, Rena, and Sindy were also still, and there was no breath of life on their bodies.

"How so? Sister Tali. Roland's face changed, and he walked over to Natalie's hand and reached for Natalie's hand.

However, as soon as he touched Natalie's hand, an electric sensation came from Natalie's hand, bouncing Roland away.

"Young man, don't panic, they are only temporarily frozen by my spell, and they can't die yet!" A deep voice rang out.

That voice was very pale, but it gave people a sacred feeling, like a divine voice from above the nine heavens.

"Wow!" The golden soul shadow flew down from the fireball, turning into a middle-aged man with a golden light all over his body, standing in front of Roland.

The middle-aged man's face was a little blurred, but he looked very majestic.

Roland immediately bowed down, and said in a somewhat excited voice: "Meet the seniors." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a look of approval, and he said, "Don't be arrogant or impatient, young man, you're not bad." ”

"Just now, you fought with people outside, and the exercises you practiced were the Great Yin and Yang Codex, thinking that you were the head disciple of Tai Chi Dao, but now it seems that you are not, the world is so wonderful."

Luo Lan said: "Could it be that the seniors thought that I was the head disciple of Tai Chi Dao, so they deliberately let the juniors come here?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "If not, how can you come here safely?" ”

"This divine tomb has all kinds of means arranged by me, without my permission, let alone a few of you juniors, even if the great saint comes in person, you can't break in."

Roland suddenly realized, no wonder they were able to come here easily, it turned out that the seniors deliberately let them come here.

Tianshu even wanted to seize Shenzang, and with his strength, his predecessors could make him die countless times with just one thought.

The middle-aged man sighed: "My physical body has long since died, leaving only a divine soul immortal. ”

"It's been 5,000 years, my consciousness has lasted for a long time, but it's still getting weaker and weaker, and it is estimated that it won't be long before my consciousness disappears completely and becomes an undead spirit."

"Therefore, I must disperse my soul before my consciousness is completely gone, so as not to leave behind a dead soul that will endanger the world."

Roland's heart trembled, and he said, "Are the seniors about to disperse their spirits?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "My divine soul has existed in the world for more than five thousand years, and I just want to wait for a destined person to pass on the broken godhead to him. ”

The middle-aged man's arm stretched out, and his five fingers spread.

The golden fireball suspended in mid-air flew down and suspended in the palm of the middle-aged man.

In the fireball, a golden shard the size of a soybean was wrapped, and the light it emitted pierced people's eyes.