It was indeed an extremely terrifying process for the skeleton to grow flesh and skin, but Helian Ling was waiting for the excitement.

During this period, the little soldier kept murmuring: "Can't forget, can't forget!" ”

What does this mean? It means that it may lose its memory after growing flesh!

What would have happened if the first person it woke up to see was her, Helian Ling?

Helian Ling couldn't help but chuckle out loud, when the time comes, she will use this skeleton soldier to kill Jun Qianxi and them, this is really a good show.

However, the drama has never fallen into the hands of her Helian Ling-

There is constantly energy vibrating on the cloud ladder, and Jun Qianxi has been in this state for a long time.

It was very difficult to condense the twelfth handprint of the second realm of the soul, and every time she was about to pause, Mo Lingfeng thought that she had failed, but the next moment she seemed to have some insight and began to move again.

Duanmu Ming's divine consciousness has always spread, and the coercion he invisibly exuded made the air in this place heavy, and everyone present tried their best to reduce their heartbeat speed, not even daring to exhale.

I don't know how many hours have passed, and Jun Qianxi's speed of condensing the handprint has slowed down again.

Mo Lingfeng's fists clenched unconsciously, do you still want to fail? It's already at the juncture of zuihou, as long as this mudra is complete, then the twelfth mudra will become.

Similarly, Duanmu Ming's fists were clenched tightly, his sideburns were a little wet^, and his palms were sweaty, which was completely caused by nervousness.

It doesn't matter if Xiao Xi'er is not strong, as long as he is there, he will do his best to protect her from any harm.

If Xiao Xi'er wants to become stronger, he has no objection, but if he is injured because he wants to become stronger, he will feel distressed......

Jun Qianxi's movements of her hands had slowed down to the extreme, and if she didn't use her divine sense, she wouldn't know that her fingers were still moving.

Mo Lingfeng let out a long sigh, it seemed that he was still going to fail.

It's not just Mo Lingfeng, everyone around him thinks so.

At this moment, Jun Qianxi's fingers were suddenly cut by the spiritual power she released, and two strands of red blood flew towards the clouds and mist as if they had divine sense.

Everyone's eyes followed the two bloods, and following the trajectory of the blood, they found out where the stone monument was.

As the two streams of blood seeped into the stele, the stele disappeared on the white jade staircase in the blink of an eye, flying in the direction where Jun Qianxi was.

Everyone could only see two stele shadows with the naked eye, which were included in the sea of knowledge by Jun Qianxi.

By now, seven of the nine stone tablets on the Emperor Continent had entered her mind, and the shadow of the second illusory stone tablet had gradually become clear.

If you look closely, there is also a small text in the lower right corner of the stone tablet on the second side, but it is not clear enough now.

With the addition of these two stone tablets, Jun Qianxi's soul power seemed to suddenly increase for a moment, and the handprint, which was originally difficult to sustain, was successfully moved again, and it was concluded to the juncture under the gaze of everyone present.

"The twelfth way, Cheng!"

Mo Lingfeng's excited voice sounded, and everyone was bounced away by an invisible ripple.

At this time, Jun Qianxi's hands that were originally folded in front of him were placed on the two knees, and the thumb and middle finger were gently twisted together, with the palms facing up.

This is the posture that is easiest to condense the aura of heaven and earth.

Her body was like a dry well that had dried up for a long time, as if she was hungry and thirsty to absorb the incomparably pure spiritual power around her.