"Hehe, in order to successfully obtain this "Ling Han Soul", I stayed in that dark cold region for nine years, and at the moment of final absorption, even though I was well prepared, I was almost destroyed by this ghost thing..."Nan Yejia shook his head with a sigh, and his calm old face showed a rare hint of fear, it seems that that the encounter really made him remember it vividly, and he is still so afraid to this day. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hehe, although the danger is extremely high, as long as you can get this 'Ling Han Soul', everything is worth it." Nan Yejia proudly raised a white mang in his palm that seemed to be a vitality, but it was not a vitality, it was obviously a soul generated by heaven and earth, and said with a smile: "As long as you have a soul, not only can you arrange a better formation element, but when you are against someone, a strong person of the same level, using this special soul, others will not dare to touch it at all." ”

Hearing this, Jun Qianluo looked at the flickering cold white soul, and his face was full of envy.

Looking at Jun Qianluo's envious appearance, Nan Yejia smiled, a sly smile flashed on his face, but his voice suddenly changed: "Now, the soul is still quite far away for you, your biggest expectation is to pray that you will be promoted to the martial spirit realm as soon as possible, this is the main thing." ”

Nodding with some regret, Jun Qianluo had to temporarily withdraw his coveting of the soul and pull his mind back to reality.

Seeing Jun Qian come back to his senses, Nan Yejia smiled slightly, the cold white soul in his palm kept changing, and one after another the white mangs moved and fell, jumped into the air, and immediately dissipated.

I saw a dry palm, grabbed a jade bamboo piled on the table, and gently threw it to the place covered by the soul jump.

As soon as the jade bamboo approached the "Ling Han Soul", it was instantly submerged in a flickering shadow, slowly, visible to the naked eye, the jade bamboo thrown into it saw the three-shaped leaves, showing a crystal white light, without looking carefully, I thought it was a piece of jade bamboo, shaped like natural vegetation, connected with the soul spirit.

The cold white soul was churning faster and faster, but Jun Qianluo on the side found that the air outside the cold white soul was also getting colder and colder.

Nan Yejia was engrossed in controlling the beating of the soul in his palm, at this moment, as long as the cold temperature was slightly lower, the seemingly phantom around him would not be able to withstand the invasion of the cold and turn into a cloud of empty air.

After the soul was maintained to a certain limit, in the white light, a series of substantial jade bamboos in the phantom suddenly appeared.

Looking at the jade bamboo that appeared in the phantom, Nanye Jiazi nodded slightly, flicked his fingers, and the seemingly materialized jade bamboo in the phantom was expelled from the phantom by him.

After expelling this seemingly substantial jade bamboo, small jade bamboo shadows appeared one after another, and these jade bamboos were all cleaned up by Nan Yejia without exception.

In the continuous connection of the cold white soul, the leaves of the jade bamboo became as white and flawless as the white mang, and the phantom continued to fade, like a clear sky, unable to distinguish between the virtual and the real.

The seemingly deep phantom slowly changed in the cold white soul, like pillars, rising from the sky, deep and majestic.

After fixing the first jade bamboo in the phantom, Nan Yejia stopped continuing to use the soul and threw the other four into it again, assigning them all in different directions.

After a long period of coordination and matching of the "Ling Han Soul", the five void white rays gradually fused, and after the fusion, the volume expanded a lot, but this phenomenon only lasted for a moment, and then dispersed around again.

After changing under the soul for a long time, even the phantom seemed to be able to see a soul beating.

Seeing this scene, Nan Yejia quickly grabbed the frost silver on the table with his palm, and then threw it into a corner of the illusory shadow.

As soon as the frost silver entered the void, it turned into a silvery object with a hint of cold air, and the impurities in this silver object were quickly removed, and Nan Yejia slowly covered it with the power of the white void soul.

"Crunch..."

Two objects with different attributes touched each other, and suddenly there was a burst of strange sounds, and a faint white gas rose from the cold white nothingness.

The cold white air gradually weakened, and the prototype of a formation element quietly flashed out in the space.

Looking at the rudimentary array calmly, Nan Yejia nodded slightly, and once again distributed Zhu Huan's horns and the high-grade cinnabar in it.

Constantly changing the array, fusing in the void, pinching the withered palms, fusing each other, penetrating, fusing each other... Several tedious and delicate steps, Nanyega almost in one go, without the slightest stagnation.

Seeing Nan Yejia's neat movements, even Jun Qianluo, a layman who didn't know how to set up a formation, couldn't help but praise it in his heart.

After fixing the horns in the void, the cinnabar was finally embedded in the rudimentary array, and a calming cinnabar energy instantly calmed down the frost silver in the berserk array and slowly poured into it.

When the last trace of energy entered the inside of the array, the array, which seemed to have some cracks, was immediately repaired without leaving a trace, and a faint white luster appeared with Nan Yejia as the center, to be precise, the ring on the dry finger as the center, and it was beautifully reflected.

After completing these steps, Nan Yejia did not stop immediately, but put the array yuan in the soul for nearly ten minutes before the cold white soul in his palm was slowly put away.

When the soul disappeared, Nan Yejia pinched the fingers of his left hand violently, and the shadow of the small Juyuan array centered on him was gathered in the ring on his ring finger.

"Whew..."With a long sigh of relief, Nan Yejia casually threw the ring to Jun Qianluo, and said lightly: "Take a look." ”

Cautiously taking the ring, Jun Qianluo spread it out a little excitedly, and a stream of vitality energy gathered from the surrounding air, which lifted his spirits.

Looking at the small Juyuan Array in the air where the Yuan Qi was constantly converging, the Yuan Qi was not hindered in the slightest, Jun Qianluo relied on his soul perception, and he could vaguely know that this small Ju Yuan Array was definitely stronger than the small Ju Yuan Array that the second uncle took out last time, the grade and the ability to gather the Yuan!

Thinking of Long Yan's cultivation of the formation yuan arranged by Dao Yuanzi, Jun Qianluo smiled lightly, and there was a faint sneer in his smile.

Shaking his head, Jun Qianluo held the ordinary ring tightly, exhaled heavily, and after many years, he finally regained his previous unruly momentum and looked down on the world, and belonged to his own side of the world...

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