When Jun Qianxi saw this, he felt like he couldn't cry or laugh.

If she wanted to do it when they didn't have the power to do it, how could she have waited until now?

But seeing that they were so vigilant, she couldn't help but praise a few words: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is worthy of His Royal Highness the Prince, he has won the hearts of the people so quickly, and he really has the means of the king of a country." ”

"The means that Xiao Xi'er said will not be false feelings, two faces, three knives, and a bad stomach?"

Jun Qianxi couldn't help but sneer, and the explanation was really thorough.

"Lovely Xi'er, it's boring to be idle anyway, absorb the soul fire that you have collected!"

Xiao Bing has been looking at those famous and decent people, if you knock their heads open, those soul fires should be cute enough Xi'er Soul Realm to reach a new level.

"Xiao Xi'er, don't worry, I'll guard it for you!"

Duanmu Ming rubbed her face, her spirit was tense during this time, and she didn't even have time to sit down and cultivate well, but what level is his family Xi'er now?

The spiritual pressure released at the bottom of Blackwater Bay seems to be the seventh order.

The corners of his mouth slowly swung in an arc, his family Xi'er is an amazing genius, who can cultivate so fast like her?

Others are afraid that it will take more than one or two hundred years to reach the seventh order, but she only used a little more than a year.

He subconsciously reached out and touched the blood-red studs on her ears, these studs can hide her true strength, and they are really a good thing for a yin person.

"Xiao Xi'er, this is our territory, are you still afraid that they will not die on our territory? It's just the difference between dying sooner or later, miserable or not! ”

He didn't hide his killing intent at all, and everyone who was swept by his cold gaze couldn't help but feel a chill rise in the soles of his feet.

The meaning of his words was only understood by Jun Qianxi, the map of the Tomb of the Gods was really in her hands, and this was indeed the same as her territory.

At this moment, her spirit relaxed, since this is her territory, then why should she be afraid?

She sat down cross-legged and took the soul fire from the spatial ring and placed it between her hands.

Her white jade-like fingers knotted handprints, and those soul fires rolled in front of her with her gestures.

As time passed, those soul fires became smaller and smaller, and Zuihou only became the size of a grain of rice, but the color was unusually crystal clear, which was the soul power left after eliminating all impurities.

In order to ensure that these soul powers were pure to the extreme, Jun Qianxi began to form handprints again.

With the help of the thirty-six handprints of the Little Soldier Sect, she made the soul grow rapidly from the first stage to the second stage, opening the door to the soul, allowing her to reach the emperor realm from the human realm without any obstacles.

Now she wants to let her soul power grow from the second stage to the third stage, so that she can use her soul power to attack, giving her one more means of attacking to kill people invisibly.

But how hard it is to grow from the second stage to the third stage.

She only used the blink of an eye to condense the six-type handprint, and then with the help of the soul fire plundered by the small soldiers, she laboriously condensed the seventh-type handprint, and if she wanted to move forward, there would be a tingling pain in the depths of her soul.

Her hands stopped there in a grotesque motion.

She gritted her teeth and persevered, her fingers moving at a very slow pace.