You know, if a master wants to rise to a higher level, the need for soul power is not only a matter of quantity, but also of quality.

Even after each step, there is a high demand for soul power.

The reason why Lin Asu was able to stay in Fu Huang's early years and not improve throughout his life was because his inheritance was incomplete and he relied entirely on his own exploration, but the biggest flaw was that he had no way to hone his soul power.

The essence of dark blood can devour the power of any soul, which is why the soul power gained is very mixed. Compared with ordinary soul power, Lin Asu's ** for honing soul power is ten or even a hundred times stronger.

On more than 3,000 pieces of Da Ah Lu, even the Nine Dao Sects had no way to hone their souls, how could he get it?

Lin Su also heard that in ancient times, there was a soul refining potion that could dissipate soul power, but this potion had long been lost. Today, there are very few potions in the world, and most of them are under the Nine Heavens Gate.

In his previous life, although he thought he could kill more people, he didn't dare to shoot the Nine Heavens Gate easily. Even the first demon of the Yuan Dynasty, if it wasn't for Master's enemy, would not have angered him.

In this life, I never thought of stepping into the world of the master, the fire of darkness can not only extinguish the power of the soul, but now it is also an alchemy of the soul, which is incomparable luck!

Lin Su was very excited, such a red medicine could no longer be measured by money. No matter who has it in his hand, he will not give up selling it.

He closed the jade box and carefully placed it in the space of the life symbol. At this moment, the phantom suddenly dispersed, revealing its true face.

Xue Qianying's beautiful face was covered with sweat, and she fell to her knees on one knee, panting.

On the other side, Mu Yuan and Feng Tianyi were sitting cross-legged, their faces pale, obviously hurt by Lin Asuqin's charm.

When the ghost disappeared and the three of them opened their eyes at the same time, they saw Lin Su leisurely walking towards the Eighth Palace.

"Damn, it's this ugly ghost again!"

When Duanmu Yuan saw Lin Asu, the freshly crushed wound immediately became very serious. He squirted three mouthfuls of blood with a hateful gaze.

Feng Tianyi sat beside her and didn't say a word, but from her iron-blue face, we could see that she hated Lin Asu very much.

On the contrary, Xue Qianying looked at herself and didn't seem disappointed that Lin Su had taken the treasure.

She glanced at them and saw a dense mass of horn needles on the ground. She looked at Lin Asu's back thoughtfully, silently bandaging the wound on her arm.

Lin Su was in a good mood. Although there is no legacy of the Apocalypse, there are treasures in every grand palace. Nine Great Halls, now he has the treasures of the three major halls in his pocket, which means that even if the Xuan Ice of the Eighth Great Hall is taken away, he is still the biggest winner.

Moreover, when the ninth heavy flying fork falls into the hands of someone else, not only does it not do any good, but it will be hurt by the wrath of the flying fork.

But for him, it's the key to breaking through congenital degeneration.

The biggest harvest was the death of an old woman named Ye. When he thought that she was going to destroy the Lin family with her mouth closed, he asked Lin Asu to dedicate the dragon soul to her grandson, and he wanted to pull the old woman out and kill it again.

On the spiritual platform, the soul of the ghost spring is abundant, the gas and the ocean of the dantian, and the real atmosphere of the condensation plateau are becoming more and more solidified, and there are already signs of coming to the peak.

Everything is going in the best direction!

Standing in front of the Eight Great Halls, Lin Asu's face suddenly became solemn. He had a strong sense that there was a fierce battle going on in the hall.

Prosperity!

Suddenly, a huge wave rolled out of the hall, Lin Asu's face changed, and he immediately jumped into the air.

The two characters rise at the same time, and under the unique pressure of the Magician Kingdom, they collide with each other.

Filled with heaven and earth, the vitality of heaven and earth became extremely violent at this moment, Lin Su only felt that his body was tense, and his soul was suddenly forced to return to the spiritual platform under this strong pressure.

Before he could react, he ran to the ground!

Damn, the forbidden power of the medium!

His face is constantly changing, and he forces himself to release his soul to fight the pressure. When he saw him playing, sure enough, Xuan Bing was taken away by the two of them.

He made up his mind and walked straight to Hall Nine.

At this time, Luo Xingyun snorted and sneered: "The password of Lingxiaomen is indeed very famous, but in the early days of the Yuan Dynasty, my level was only half of yours" Wu Shijie, the eighth Xuanbing is yours, and the ninth Xuanbing is mine!

His feet moved, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared at the door of Hall Nine.

In mid-air, Wu Shijie said with a smile: "This is my spiritual gate, every treasure is mine, if you Luo Xingyun want to compete for the ninth treasure of the Forbidden City, you should ask me if I agree with your point of view."

Luo Xinyun seems to have suffered some losses. He glared at Wu Shijie fiercely. He didn't pay attention to his words, and instead rushed inward faster.

As soon as Lin Asu arrived at the door, Luo Xinyun looked back, his heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but scream.

Seeing Lin Su, Luo Xinyun was a little surprised, but ignored it and stepped into it.

Wu Shijie flew into the air, glanced at Lin Asu in surprise, and muttered, "I don't dare to imagine that there will be scattered meditation here, but haven't you participated in the treasure hunt before?"

Just as Lin Su was about to speak, an extremely dangerous signal came out of his heart. Without hesitation, he tore open the seal, and a high, black wall stood in front of him.

Superposition, fifth-order notation, steel wall!

Prosperity!

An earth dragon rushed out and slammed into the steel wall. The fifth-order Faton was shattered by the impact.

The second superposition, the sixth-order notation, the steel wall!

Lin Asu didn't have time to look at the smile on Wu Shijie's face. He pinched his fingerprints again, and the two superimposed fingerprints were instantly released.

Prosperity!

The earth shook violently, and the earth dragon slammed into the earth violently, and finally he stopped it.

In order to resolve the crisis, Lin Asu made a mistake and quickly retreated to the Eighth Hall.

"Why? It's funny. Do you do superimposing? this success rate, the ancestor has never seen, count your luck. Isn't it fast enough for a psychic to mix what he sees?

Wu Shijie grinned fiercely. He didn't want to start again. He turned and walked into the ninth hall.

"Aren't you dying fast enough?" Let's see who dies between you and me first!"

Looking at Wu Shijie's back, the corners of Lin Asu's lips curled, and his heart moved. Thousands of beast crystals suddenly appeared in front of him.

He grinned coldly, the fingertips of his hands glistening, and the beast crystals lined up around the ninth hall.

"Jizo Temple Great Light Demon Autumn Battle!" "The third rank of the Mountain Protection Battalion should have magic weapons!

In my mind's eye, a strategy I had accidentally seen in a Tibetan Buddhist temple that day. Lin Asu did not hesitate to take out the magical soldiers from Shura Shenluo Jianguang and put them at the center of the battle.

He made a mudra on his hand, stamped it on the flower **, and stamped it on the lion.

Each fingerprint creates a rune and merges with the ground. As a form of rune, it was placed on the ground by him. The unconnected beast crystal gradually unleashed a pure power to spread around. In the blink of an eye, thousands of animal crystals shine together.

Lin Asu's face was expressionless, and the printing speed between his hands became slower and slower. Finally, he felt as if he had grasped a mountain, slowly stagnating, sweat running down his face.

(End of chapter)