Chapter Seventy-Two: The Power of the Heavenly Soul of the Ownerless Land

"What does Uncle Qi mean...."

"Then it's up to Your Majesty, if you don't want to keep him as an old man, you don't have to make a move. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Qi Wudan said lightly.

The second looked at Zhu Ping like a bloody man and glanced at a few people next to him, those guardian spirits looked solemn at this time, all of them were full of soul power, staring at Zhu Ping, just waiting for him to break out and protect the boundary as soon as possible.

It seems that even they feel that Zhu Ping's situation is not good, just by relying on their strength, can they prevent the power of a watchman Eight-Rank Earth Heavenly Soul from exploding, even if it is just a remnant. It's really a mantis arm to block the army!

A sneer tugged at the corner of the Two's mouth. His brows furrowed even tighter, and it was a little strange that Wang Lao couldn't wait to enter the Meteorite Stone, but he was indeed trembling for Great Qin all his life, and he was only Zhu Ping alone, and he was a small candidate country, but I was afraid that it was unknown whether he would survive after the promulgation of the government of the Ten Kingdoms.

As for him personally, even if he completely absorbed the power of Wang Lao's Heavenly Soul, his lifetime achievement would only be about a period of time for the watchman, and the sequelae of pulling out the seedlings were obvious. Therefore, he will never be able to threaten the royal family in the future, and maybe he can still be a helper.

Besides, so many people are watching, especially the close guards, if they are sad and cold, it will be more than worth the loss.

With a brow, he had already made up his mind, and raised his voice, "Please Uncle Qi help Zhu Houye!" ”

Everyone heard it clearly, and several Patronus Spirits breathed a sigh of relief. If Zhu Ping blew himself up, they were really not sure that they would be able to stop it. This is to say, in front of the second, if you want to be elsewhere, as soon as you find that something is wrong, you will smear the soles of your feet with oil.

Now that Qi has no courage to make a move, it must be fine. In the previous battle with the haze, a few people were dazed and didn't know, but the faint blue light enchantment was able to absorb four-fifths of the power of Wang Lao's heavenly soul, but it was really right in front of him.

Is the legendary Guardian so terrifying?

Of course, they didn't know that Qi Wudan, the guardian, was not worthy of his name, but the world only knew that he was a member of the Heavenly Hunting Alliance, and the First Emperor personally sealed him.

"Obey". Qi Wudan was indeed very face-saving and replied loudly. But he didn't show up.

A faint blue light flickered slightly.

If it weren't for the sharp-eyed people, it wouldn't have seen it at all, it would have appeared in front of Zhu Ping so abruptly, and it would have entered his body so unhindered.

"Hah..."

A burst of coolness spread from his chest and spleen, slowly moisturizing Zhu Ping's internal organs, which he felt had become a mess. The heat flow mixed with blood and attacking the city and the land gradually cooled down in the coolness.

Zhu Ping's consciousness is much clearer, although there is still severe pain in his body, it is much better than before. Along with it comes a tremendous joy, a clear vein where the powers of consciousness go, and more importantly, a great increase in their width. Only then did Zhu Ping discover that the torrent of Fang Cai was not destroying the meridians and blood vessels of the whole body, but expanding them to the maximum. It's just that the previous conditions were too poor, so the torrent was a mess, and countless meridians were broken by them and brutally connected, like a team of powerful sappers digging bridges in the mountains and water, and the road was opened, but the ontological ability to bear it was not considered at all.

Zhu Ping's physical strength is simply impossible to accommodate the power of the Heavenly Soul of the Watcher's Eighth Rank, can cotton and iron be packaged in the same way?

If this array of solidification and cooling coolness was delayed for three minutes, then Zhu Ping's body would completely collapse because it couldn't bear it, and all except for the bones would be dissolved in the power of the Heavenly Soul, and even the soul would be annihilated.

The situation in the soul house was also much better, and the coolness entered it and turned into a faint blue light that merged into the previous crimson, and the seemingly very dim light actually made the entire space tremble. Red Light first tried his best to avoid confrontation with it, as if he had a deep fear. Later, seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he relied on his numerical superiority to overwhelm this latecomer.

But is it guaranteed that quantity will win?

The answer is no. The red light's suppression of the blue light can be said to collapse at the touch of a button, and in turn, it is condensed into a crimson figure by the blue light step by step. A flash of blue light surrounded him, but he didn't move further.

Zhu Ping's two souls have long been trembling spectators, and no matter which side they can, they can't provoke it. However, the crimson light in the soul house disappeared, and they finally took the lead again and stood up. The Earth Soul's eyes were blank, and he didn't have much spiritual intelligence in charge of his physique. And the human soul can be regarded as the soul of thought, which was previously devastated and now shrinks in horror by the side of the soul pool.

The soul pool has more than doubled in size, and there is a faint human appearance. Pale red earth soul power poured out endlessly.

"Well, it's almost together, lucky boy."

Qingguang muttered to himself. It was Qi Wugu's soul power and a trace of consciousness power, if it weren't for how many people in his world could suppress the power of the watcher's eight-stage heavenly soul to the death?

"Concentrate on your soul, the old man will help you."

Zhu Ping was startled by the sudden low cheer, which was strange to say, but it was precisely this that made his mind more concentrated, and his soul quickly came back to his senses. Even the ubiquitous pain in the body has been reduced a lot.

What's more important is that he has already heard this voice, the only guardian of the Ancestral Dragon Continent at present! Is he going to help me?

"Operate your exercises to absorb the power of this ownerless heavenly soul, and the old man will protect the Dharma for you." Yin Sheng was a little impatient, obviously dissatisfied with Zhu Ping's silence.

"It's... Disciple... The villain thanked the adults for their kindness. Zhu Ping's body still couldn't move, but his soul moved freely, bowing down. Originally, he wanted to call himself a disciple, but he reacted that he might not have such a deep friendship with this first master, and called himself a villain in a hurry.

Qi Wudale was not in the mood to listen to his kind words, and shouted, "It's started." ”

The blue light flickered towards the red-light figure.

Although the latter is humanoid, its eyes are as empty as if they were empty. It is also true that after Wang Lao's consciousness power is stripped away, the power of this heavenly soul is only pure power. Theoretically, anyone, even a demonic beast, can absorb and refine it, of course, there must be a container for it first.

And all forces basically have a common characteristic, only to give in to the strong!

This is one of the laws of heaven and earth, and no one can change it. After Wang Lao's Heavenly Soul Power entered Zhu Ping's body, he adhered to this principle and began to transform it.

Because it is a power cultivated by human beings after all, it still has some instincts, such as it turns into a human form. And because of its own characteristics, the container it yearns for is also the human body, the powerful human body. It's a pity that Zhu Ping's body is far from the container it was in before, so it rushes up and changes the structure of its body to make it stronger and easier to accommodate itself.

This is also the source of Zhu Pingdi's pain, if Wang Lao is not in a hurry to leave, and uses the power of his mind to control the release of the heavenly soul little by little, not only can his pain be alleviated a lot, but there is no risk at all.