Chapter 259: My Space, My Home
It took a long time for Jevre to fully react.
There is no time to travel again, nor to return to his hometown, all this is just a new soul space constructed according to the deepest part of Yevre's memory after the soul space has been reshaped.
In essence, it is no different from the previous soul space.
No, for the control of these three rooms and two living rooms, Yevre quietly increased a little more, reaching 96 percent.
Following the prompts, Yevre went to the desk in the bedroom and pulled out a familiar one, full of emotion.
This book is the physical manifestation of the solidified spirit, and the rest of this room is only an illusion.
How much did I misunderstand the college entrance examination back then, and even my body is still ghostly.
According to the advanced calculation of the "Heavenly Fire Meditation Technique", in the next stage, this "Five-Year College Entrance Examination Three-Year Simulation" will be similar to metallization, which is comparable to real metal in terms of hardness.
What's more, it's good that the book is blank, otherwise I really want to jump off the building.
The resentment of the junior high school students who brush the questions infinitely, you can feel it.
The only good news that can comfort me is that after the spirit is solidified, the defense of the soul space has increased greatly, and the total amount of spiritual power has also quadrupled.
In terms of today's spiritual defense power alone, it is estimated that Ziophran's ordinary Xuan-level Upper Realm Illusion will no longer cause any trouble to Yevre.
If you dare to come, let you see how firm your will is to experience the "five-year college entrance examination three-year simulation".
As for the vast spiritual power, it was enough to quickly complete the "Soul Assassination Technique" to the early stage of consummation.
As for the power, it will also be greatly increased, and it can also pose a certain threat to the illusion master Ziophra.
Of course, all this is just an inference, and the specific effect depends on the actual battle.
Yevre consciously used his mental power, probing the movements around him.
During the period of spiritual liquefaction, Yevre found that he could understand the wind and grass in a radius of thirty feet, and even if he closed his eyes, he could see within this range.
And now, within a radius of a hundred feet, Yevre could sense it relatively clearly, and a picture that was still clear suddenly came to mind.
Ziophra frowned, looked around to the left and right, and looked back and forth, occasionally casting a strange gaze on the collapsed Jevre, a faint worry on his face.
And Lias, who was also within the range of spiritual power perception, looked back and forth playfully, and an inexplicable arc rose from the corner of his mouth.
This spiritual power perception is really practical, and it feels a bit like a legendary divine thought.
Yevre continued to use the internal vision technique, and the viscera, skeletal and muscular muscles were all presented in front of him one by one, just like an ordinary person with normal vision reading a book.
After discovering that there had been no substantial changes in the various parts of his body, Yevre withdrew his mental power and opened his bright green eyes suddenly.
A touch of fine light, like the newborn sun, illuminates a small piece of the world.
"Yevre, what happened to you just now? Suddenly I fainted to the ground, and it took half an hour before I felt your mental power again. ”
Ziopra lowered his voice and floated less than five feet from Yevre, still frowning.
"Wouldn't it be good again, and I don't know how to share and share?"
Lias's tone was quiet, and his words were full of dissatisfaction and sarcasm, looking at this appearance, he was afraid that he would guess something.
"It's just that the Heavenly Fire Meditation Technique has advanced to the third stage, and I have been in a coma for so long? During that time, you didn't perceive the existence of my spiritual power?"
Hearing this, Yevre was full of doubts, what happened when rebuilding the old house was really a bit of a headache.
However, I really can't manage it myself, let it be, and one day it will come to light.
It's not a big heart, it's helplessness.
From the moment the soul pierced up, Yevre didn't believe that all this was an accident, and there must be something behind the scenes.
Whether it's something new, or just funny, or a momentary mistake, you are an ordinary person, or don't delve too deeply.
Maybe only those two fools who are big enough to ignore everything will think that all this is an accident, or really think that they are God's father's favorite children.
In this world, where can there be so much love and hate for no reason, everything has a reason.
Enjoy the present with peace of mind, as for whether it will be cramped and skinned at that time, or if there is some special mission, Yevre also admits it.
Resistance will not resist, at least until there is enough ability, no matter what.
"We didn't realize that if it weren't for the fact that your vital signs were still normal, your heart was beating strongly, your blood was rushing like water, and your breathing was steady, we would have to use emergency measures. ”
Ziophra and Lias looked at each other strangely, and then slowly replied.
"Let's talk about it, apart from the change in mental power, what other accidents are there? Your frowning look doesn't look like a good thing?"
"Hey, it's hard to put into words!"
Yevre drooped his mouth, his face twitched slightly, and he stammered the content of the fourth ring of the main quest one by one.
When the ten Tier Demons were mentioned, not only was Yevre's face bloodless, but Ceophra was also frightened.
Only Lias, whose expression remained unchanged, listened indifferently.
"Ten Tier Demons? This is indeed a bit excessive, but the only consolation is that the mission time is relatively long, a full three years. ”
Ziophra's face changed sharply, turning red and white, comparable to the master of Sichuan opera face change, and after thinking for a while, he returned to his normal appearance.
"Try to survive the bloody battle first, and then think about anything else! ”
Before he could finish speaking, Ziopra glanced at Lias and said no more nonsense.
"The spiritual power has increased greatly, then you can practice the "Soul Thorn Technique" well, once you reach the consummation realm, the power is not weak. ”
"Okay, by the way, how long is it before we go?"
Ziophra's words were exactly what Yevre meant, but he had made up his mind to break through the limit of 999 in the "Soul Assassination Technique" first.
"I don't know, Lord Morduff hasn't been seen yet, so wait slowly. ”
Seeing that Yevre was fine, Ziophra replied casually, and then floated away, and continued to discuss the bloody battle with his temporary subordinates, who were waiting for him and looked uneasy.
Lias didn't say anything, just glanced at Yevre strangely again, and flew to the corner alone, staring at Meng Meng's compound eyes, looking around.
Since he didn't have anything to do with himself for the time being, Yevre didn't bother to care about anything else, and first raised his strength before talking about anything else.
There are only one hundred and twenty soul needles, which is eight hundred and seventy-nine short of breaking through to Dacheng, so we must hurry up and continue to work hard.
The careful operation of the exercises, from the materialized "Five-Year College Entrance Examination Three-Year Simulation", extracts the solidified spiritual power little by little.
Unusually smoothly extracted a wisp the size of a soybean, and then quickly elongated, a crystal clear soul needle, with a luminous white light, appeared in the soul space.
It only took less than two minutes, and the condensation speed was so fast that it was the same as opening a hanging.
Yevre compared it with the one hundred and twenty soul needles before, and the difference was obvious.
If the current soul needle is the bright moon, then the previous soul needle is a dim star, which cannot be said to be the same day.
Whether it is hardness or power, it is a grade off.
Yevre hesitated for a moment, not willing to disperse the dim soul needle that had no sense of existence, but continued to easily condense the new version of the soul needle.
Unconsciously, a hundred pieces were as bright as the moon, shuttling back and forth in an orderly manner, like soul needles made by arms, like soldiers guarding the living room.
In the process of condensing the soul needle, Yevre found that it was easier to control, and it was not jerky at all, as if they had dealt with each other for many years and knew the roots.
Or maybe that's another benefit after the mental power is greatly increased.
In fact, Yevre was reluctant to stop practicing, but a strong coercion suddenly came from the sky, and his spiritual power seemed to freeze in an instant, and his thinking was almost interrupted.
Under the pressure of the monstrous momentum, Yevre couldn't help but throw his five bodies to the ground, trying to open his green eyes, turning his head sideways with all his might, his green tendons bursting up, and his bones were pale and looking up at the sky.
Like a thunderbolt, Yevre looked up at the thin dark green clouds overhead, and a tall and hazy shadow stood in the middle of the clouds, and the dim sunlight hung down, giving it a mysterious coat.
Before he had time to think about anything else, a deafening, rumbling thunder poured into his eardrums.
"I'm Modav, my warriors, do everything you can to survive and wipe out that Tenasa's men. Those who have merit are rewarded with many rewards, and cowards who dare to retreat have no place to be buried. Now, I declare that I will leave immediately!"
The words were not long, and after a few short and rough sentences, the rolling thunder disappeared, and the dark green clouds and the tall shadows that could not be seen clearly disappeared in front of him, and Yevre's eyes widened and his spirit was full, but he still didn't see clearly how Lord Morduff had left.
The strong people in the metamorphosis period are different, they come abruptly, they go mysteriously, and even a little insignificant coercion makes millions of demons crawl on the ground en masse, and even Ziophra is not spared, obediently lying not far away.
The black fog that covered the tail of Ziophran was also forcibly dispersed, revealing the true face of Lushan.
It's not a pure snake tail, the tail end is actually a pitch-black spike, at a glance, Yevre has an ominous premonition, estimating that with his current defensive strength, he may not be able to resist the spike attack.
Not daring to look more, and not daring to get up immediately, Yevre turned his head and looked at Lias, who was also slumped to the ground, with an unwilling face, and couldn't help but feel a secret feeling in his heart.
You deserve it, just pretend to be forced, and now you will suffer again!
Don't think of yourself as the peak of all your strength, you should bow your head, what's the big deal.
Now you are only the beginning of the Xuan Rank, and you are 108,000 miles away from the Mortal Stage Mo Dafu, and you don't want to think about how you fell into the clutches of Ziophra in the first place.
"Look at what, turn your head!"
Lias looked at Yevre's sarcastic eyes, his little face was white, and he replied angrily.
"Hey, hey, don't turn around, what can you do?"
Yevre, who is also embarrassed, is not so obedient, you say turn your head and turn your head, why!
"Alright, you two don't make a noise, be quiet. ”
Looking around, he found that some of the demons had already trembled and straightened up, and Ceophra slowly floated up, and the disappearing black mist also shrouded the snake's tail again, and his tone was cautious.
"Follow me, and stop running around. ”
Yevre glared at Lias, who was not to be outdone, and hurriedly got up, picked up the Xuanjie Chopper not far from his side, patted the leather armor, and followed behind Ziophra.
As for the 150,000-pound Heaven Shaking Hammer, it was still standing safely on the side, surrounded by four powerful Xuan-Rank Upper Realm Powerful Demons.
These four Hercules are the hammer bearers specially arranged by Ziophra.
Yevre is planning to continue to hide, and it will be convenient for the yin man at the critical moment.
With all his might, an ordinary Xuan-level peak realm demon is estimated to be a dish.
A plate of pirated braised lion's head made from mashed meat by unscrupulous merchants.
Standing behind Ziophra, Yevre watched as his heart palpitated, and the nearly 40,000 temporary subordinates who were frightened by the astonishing momentum of the lord and frightened their little hearts were regrouped under the rectification of a group of managers.