For the next period of time, Qi Wandao and Hua Wuyan have been staying in the forbidden land, as the birthplace of golden energy, the golden energy here is much thicker than other places in the Soul Tower.

The gray-robed old man has been controlling the round platform formation, releasing this pure power, and occasionally teaching Qi Wandao to cultivate, the entire soul tower is now extremely quiet, there is almost no fighting, every cultivator is quietly absorbing golden energy and cultivating, this may be the first time since the opening of the soul tower.

Qi Wandao closed his eyes tightly, studying the exercises in his body, and he has now mastered three moves, the most difficult of which is the second move, because this move not only needs to release his spiritual power, but also needs to penetrate the divine soul into it, and then wrap the divine soul to attack and release this move, although it is troublesome, but it is very effective.

As for the remaining two moves, they are just simple attack methods, as long as they use spiritual power, they can be released, there are not too many skills to speak of, use them often, and the realm cultivation is enough, then it is enough.

Moreover, the Heavenly Punishment can only use these three moves at present, after all, Qi Wandao has only obtained a part, and the rest of them do not know where to go.

Mu Yi Dao Seed and the World Tree are still rooted in Qi Wandao's Divine Soul, the World Tree will occasionally scatter a few green leaves, tempering Qi Wandao's Divine Soul, while Mu Yi Dao Seed has always been very quiet, lying quietly in Qi Wandao's Divine Soul, silently absorbing soul power.

As for the Yanyang Sutra, it has been running in Qi Wandao's body, there is a purple flame spiritual fire in the body, and the purple flame spiritual fire has been urging the operation of the Yanyang Sutra, I have to say that the Yanyang Sutra has been running and is also tempering Qi Wandao's flesh, body, and spiritual fire to temper the flesh and bones, so that Qi Wandao's body endurance is stronger.

There are also the sixteen words recorded on the parchment, Qi Wandao is also in this forbidden, the ground has been well tempered, the flesh, body and blood muscles and bones have been extremely strong, during which the gray-robed old man came over curiously to take a look, and was also shocked, because although these sixteen words are simple, but they cover the exercise of the flesh, all the generalizations of the body, all are the essence.

Then the gray-robed old man handed Qi Wandao another parchment scroll, with only three big characters on it - Hegemony Formula!

This is the gray-robed old man asked Qi Wandao to cooperate with the first piece of parchment, which is also the method of refining the body, although it does not have the essence recorded on the first parchment, but the combat practicality is particularly strong.

Hua Wuyan has also been cultivating, as the next palace master of the Wanhua Palace, her exercises are of a very high level and gorgeous, so when she is practicing, she is surrounded by flower petals and brilliant color light.

As for the outside of the Soul Tower, after the cultivators in the Soul Tower were quiet for a while, they began to be agitated again, not because of anything else, but because of the illness of the seedlings and began to kill people again.

After he endured the torture of these golden lights for a short time, a black light suddenly appeared in the void, and then shot straight into his body, and in an instant, all the torture caused by the golden light disappeared, replaced by a black qi that was even stronger than before.

At this time, the black qi in his body had reached a peak, and a stream of aura exploded in his body, and chaos began in his soul, and some of them couldn't control their will, and began to kill in all directions.

"Sick seedling, do you still want to cause the cultivators in the Soul Tower to encircle and suppress you again?" said a white-clothed cultivator holding a green blade in his hand, covering his wounds.

He was one of the cultivators who surrounded and suppressed the sick seedlings, this time he was found by the sick seedlings, originally he was here to hunt soul beasts, but he didn't expect the sick seedlings to suddenly come with black qi all over his body, without saying a word, he directly injured him, his cultivation was not as good as the sick seedlings, so he didn't have much ability to fight back at all.

"Hehe, a group of little dolls, think I'm afraid of you if I didn't do anything to you?" Sick Yang Zi looked at the white-clothed cultivator with an evil smile, looked at the short knife in his hand, stretched out his tongue, and added blood stains on his head, this blood stain is naturally the white-clothed cultivator, the horror of the sick Yang Zi, just holding this ordinary short blade can solve the magic weapon in the hands of the white-clothed cultivator, the three-foot Qingfeng Sword.

If the former sick man was an inner madman who suppressed his own nature, then now he no longer suppresses his heart and begins to reveal his mad nature.

"Die!" Sick Yang Zi laughed contemptuously, and then lightly spit out these two words in his mouth, the whole heaven and earth suddenly changed color, and a powerful black qi coercion condensed in the void, forming a powerful black qi storm, which slammed into the white-clothed cultivator.

"Bang!"

The white-clothed cultivator was directly knocked out by this black gas storm, and his whole body was deformed by this black gas storm in the air, and then he fell heavily to the ground, smashing the ground into a big crater, and the surrounding sand and rocks suddenly rose.

"Brother Qing!" The people behind the white-clothed cultivator saw the white-clothed cultivator fall to the ground, and immediately ran over to help him up.

The white-clothed cultivator forced his body to sit up, but his mouth kept spitting blood, the inside of his body had been destroyed by these black qi, and all his body functions had been damaged, and he obviously didn't have long to live.

"Want to save him?" Sick Yang Zi chuckled, and the short knife in his hand stabbed at the group of cultivators, how could that group of cultivators resist the attack of the sick Yang Zi, and they were forced back by this attack.

"Poof!" For a while, the field was full of mourning and blood, and the white-clothed cultivator was protected behind him by his men.

But the white-clothed cultivator died in the end, he was the most seriously injured, but he was the last to die, because in front of him, it was his men who stood in front of him one by one to bear the attack for him, although he was strictly protected, but in the end he was abused and killed by the sick seedlings one by one, and the sick seedlings enjoyed the feeling of torture and killing, and tortured and killed all those cultivators one by one.

And after this incident happened, it caused an uproar in the entire Soul Tower, Bo, the white-clothed cultivator was not an ordinary cultivator, his death was enough to make most of the cultivators in the entire Soul Tower angry, and the first one was the Thousand Demons Family's Thousand Silence!