"Then just refine and fuse those weaker ones. ”

"Innocence! The human soul is not good at fighting in the first place, unless it is absolutely suppressed, it will be risky, it is just a matter of size. Moreover, the powerful battle spirit is a fatal temptation for warriors. ”

"You must know that the minimum standard for the successful fusion of the martial soul and the war soul must also reach ten percent of the fusion, that is to say, as long as it is successful, the power of the war soul attached to the martial arts attack will increase by at least ten percent in the future, of course, the higher the fusion, the corresponding increase in power will also increase. ”

"But the history of the War Soul Continent shows that no one has ever had a fusion degree of more than fifty percent, after all, there is still a big difference between the human soul and the beast soul, but this is enough to go against the sky, think about the total amount of force used by a martial art is the same, if the war soul is attached, the power can be increased by fifty percent, what a terrifying thing! That is to say, a mortal-level martial art can use the power of a Xuan-level martial art. ”

"And the more powerful the war spirit, the greater the power, because this is a substantial gap that can not be explained by simple data, a powerful war spirit can attract the force between heaven and earth to add money, so the more powerful the war spirit, the more difficult it is to master, because everything has pros and cons! ”

"The Battle Spirit is so powerful!" Ling Tian's eyes were full of stars, his mind was now full of some crazy and cool pictures, and he even "saw" the scene of himself using the Battle Spirit Martial Technique to open mountains and seas in the future.

"Hehe, what do you want?" Han Ning saw Ling Tian's obsessive look, like a lewd pervert who had been imprisoned alone for several years saw a naked beauty.

"......Ahh It's nothing!" Ling Tian came back to his senses and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his hand, covering up.

"By the way, Master, according to what you said, isn't there no real boundary between these martial arts, as long as you have a powerful battle spirit, a mortal-level martial skill may also use the power of a saint-level martial art!" Ling Tian got serious and asked his doubts.

"No, no, boy, are you scared stupid, you can't figure out such a simple question. This is the essential difference, the use of the war soul in the martial arts of the ordinary level can make the power reach the Xuan level or even higher, what if the Xuan level also uses the war spirit? Therefore, the power used in the martial arts is not the factor that really evaluates the level of martial arts, but the factor that really evaluates the level of martial arts is the amount and difficulty of the force to be used in the use of force. Han Ning also wondered, such a simple question was up to him, where did Ling Tian's IQ go.

"That's right! Why didn't I think of this layer! I still respect you for being smart, wise, wise. Ling Tian patted Han Ning's ass.

Han Ning actually enjoyed it very much, and it was really a pair of master and apprentice.

"Master, didn't you say that my soul is stronger than ordinary martial artists, then you see what class I am now. "Ling Tian has a great interest in the Battle Spirit. I want to know when I can start refining and fusing the battle spirit.

Han Ning said secretly, you are not only stronger than ordinary martial artists, if you really awaken all of them, it is estimated that there are few in front of you who are not ordinary. But fortunately, it's only a part of the initial awakening now.

Han Ning replied honestly: "According to my induction, and your initial ability to use a little soul perception, you should now have a soul level in the early stage of the third order. ”

"What, I'm all third-order!" Ling Tian was surprised, he didn't expect that he would have such a high soul power.

"Wait, Master, why didn't you say it earlier!" Ling Tian suddenly thought of something, looked at the corpse of the iron-horned ox, and complained.

Obviously, Ling Tian was because Han Ning had made him lose a chance to have a battle spirit.

"I'm all third-order, and I can fuse the battle spirit. My eyes, why are you so bitter!" Ling Tian looked at the Iron Horn and thought of the disappearance of the battle spirit not long ago, looking like he wanted to cry without tears.

"What do you want, kid! You've just reached the third order and want to fuse the battle spirit. You think it's a meal! Eat it when it's cooked. Han Ning patted Ling Tian's head.

"And this battle soul is too scummy! A martial artist can only fuse one battle soul in his life, do you want to waste such an important opportunity on this kind of garbage?!" Han Ning hates iron and steel, and he has the urge to beat people. He was really afraid that Ling Tian would be hot-headed for a while and go get another first-order soul beast to obtain the battle soul.

Even if you like it again, you have to consider the reality, if Ling Tian really made such a garbage battle spirit, Han Ning might not kick him out of the division, shame!

"Ah, can you only have one?" Ling Tian looked confused.

"What do you think!" Han Ning added in his heart, maybe you can .......

Han Ning's eyes flashed with inexplicable excitement when he thought of this.

"Hehe, and I've already thought about your battle spirit, that's very good!" Han Ning smiled mysteriously.

"Really, Master, I know that you are the most intelligent, the most powerful, the most powerful, the best in the world, and the cock is blowing up the sky!" Ling Tian was so excited that he was already incoherent.

"Low-key! low-key!"

"Then what is my battle spirit, tell me, tell me quickly!" Ling Tian couldn't calm down.

"Okay, it's too far to say that now, you are still a scum who only has the cultivation of a fourth-order martial artist, those strong people can kill a large number of characters by blowing casually, let's cultivate steadily! Don't think too much. Han Ning didn't tell Ling Tian, firstly because he wasn't sure if he could get it, and secondly because the pressure that Ling Tian had had to bear so far was too heavy, which had to make Ling Tian a little thoughtful and motivated.

Ling Tian fell silent when he heard this.

Indeed, what Han Ning said was the truth, a cold truth. Ling Tian had been following Han Ning's vision and knowledge during this period of time, and he had grown a lot in his vision, and he was indeed like a poor country in them. In this almost vast and boundless continent, there are many talented people and countless geniuses and demons, and he is indeed a fourth-order martial artist.

"Master, I know. Ling Tian said seriously.

"However, Master, can you let me see your Battle Spirit?" Ling Tian really didn't give up, and hit Han Ning's idea, "The Battle Spirit is directly connected to the soul of the martial artist, even if you only have the spirit body left, you can use the Battle Spirit, right?!"

Han Ning was also speechless at Ling Tian's serious face change technique, which was only three seconds, and he actually stared at his battle spirit shamelessly.

"Go aside!" Han Ning couldn't stand Ling Tian's appearance anymore. After speaking, he directly turned into a stream of light and submerged into the Xingyan Ring that Ling Tian was hanging on his chest.

This Ling Tian knew half a month ago that when Han Ning disappeared in front of his eyes for the first time, he was still taken aback, extremely surprised, and then Ling Tian kept asking about the origin and purpose of this ring, because Han Ning had said that this ring was magical.

At first, Han Ning was reluctant to say it, saying that it was useless to know more now, but after Ling Tian's unremitting efforts, Han Ning finally said four words--the mystery is endless.

"Hey, Master, just let me see it!" Ling Tian didn't give up, picked up the ring and said.

"Master, look, this ring is mine, shouldn't you pay some rent after living in it for so long? You just ......" Ling Tian still persevered.

"Get out!" a loud shout appeared in Ling Tian's ears, shaking Ling Tian's ears deafening.

Ling Tian shook his head and muttered, "If you don't show it, you won't show it, it's still so fierce." ”

Ling Tian knew that he would definitely not be able to see it now, and if he persisted any longer, he was afraid that he would incur an extra heavy and rapid training.

"Forget about roasting the whole cow, go and roast it, Niu-ka-ka, I'm coming!" Ling Tian said, picking up the black-veined sword, pulling one of the legs of the iron-horned ox, and running towards the cliff.

Ling Tian didn't dare to stay here, if those few fools just now suddenly figured out how to kill a horse pistol, then Ling Tian would be tragic. And the movement of the Iron Horn Ox just now was so loud and roaring and colliding, maybe it has attracted a lot of mercenary adventurers to come here, and this is in the soul beast mountain range, and the smell of blood on the Iron Horn Cow is too strong, if it attracts more powerful soul beasts, it will be over.

"We, ordinary people, I'm so happy today...... Ling Tian hummed a little song, pulling the iron-horned ox like a small mountain, and carrying the black-veined sword that almost completely covered his figure, forming this strange combination, and walked away.