Chapter 160: Under the Imprint of the Lines
Su Han closed his eyes tightly, and in his sea of spiritual consciousness, a series of wonderful lines were rapidly condensing.
The first time he smelted, Su Han only imprinted thirteen lines, and this fire cosmic yuan force collapsed, but this second smelting, he imprinted thirty-eight lines on this fire cosmic yuan force.
Su Han's pupils had already taken on another function without realizing it, which was able to microscopicly decompose macroscopic things. In the past, he didn't use his pupils many times, but they were all at critical moments.
This time, the mutant pupils gave him a big surprise again.
Under the analysis of spiritual thoughts, the rudiments of these lines are rapidly condensing, but it is not a simple matter to imprint all these patterns on the fire system cosmic elemental force.
The main reason for this is the problem of the arrangement of the lines, the specific lines are also located in different locations, so Su Han needs to be extremely careful to imprint the patterns, and if there is a little sloppiness, this fire system Yuan Force will collapse.
The pupils shrank and shrank, and the glass fireworks condensed by the bloodstains became brighter and brighter, and the order of the lines on them was quickly recorded under the combination of Su Han's mutated pupils and spiritual thoughts.
"This time, it should be no problem to fuse fifty-one lines!" The moment Su Han opened his eyes, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
A few wisps of fire cosmic yuan force quickly condensed on his hands, and his spiritual thoughts wrapped these few wisps of yuan power, quickly imprinting the textures on them.
Su Han had already memorized the position of the thirty-eight lines in front of him, so the speed at which he imprinted the thirty or so lines in front of him was also very fast.
The action is smooth, all in one go, and there is no half-cent business.
After a moment, Su Han suddenly slowed down his movements, his brows furrowed slightly, and the forty-eighth line slowly condensed down towards the corresponding position under his spiritual mind.
The further back he went, the more dignified the color in his eyes became, and when the forty-eighth line was condensed, Su Han's forehead had already appeared; A little sweat stains.
"It seems that I still imagine this pattern imprint too simple." A touch of helplessness flashed in Su Han's eyes, the imprint of the forty-eighth pattern was already his current limit, and the double consumption of his strong spiritual power in the analysis and decomposition and the imprint was almost exhausted.
Without the support of spiritual power, all the imprint lines gradually dissolved, and the fire cosmic yuan power also collapsed in an instant.
Su Han glanced at the people in the same echelon as him, Lan Qinghai and they had already walked in front of him.
In the first echelon, the handsome young man is still far ahead, followed by Bai Jianfeng, Lu Chenyu, the old man in blood and the old man in gray, as for the little girl like a porcelain doll, under the protection of the old man in gray, she also follows aside.
For the gray-clothed old man, Su Han looked at it a few more times, and his intuition told him that this person was not simple.
However, what surprised Su Han the most was that Dasha and Ersil also followed closely behind, exuding a faint blood-colored luster on their bodies.
The power of the bloodline!
Su Han was slightly stunned for a moment, and then the surprise in his eyes disappeared.
With the protection of the power of blood, these two people slowly and methodically advanced under the heavy attribute pressure.
Taking a slow breath, Su Han closed his eyes and regained his mental thoughts.
Su Han had almost no thoughts about the so-called Xuanbing Treasure, so he was not in a hurry and walked forward quickly. There was an inexplicable confidence in his heart that the coercion brought by this side of the Chaos Jade Bi would probably be the key to his transformation.
When Su Han regained his spiritual power, Bai Jianfeng and Lu Chenyu each used their magical powers, approaching the front of Yubi, and now the coercion on them had accumulated to seven times the terrifying, even the two of them obviously felt uncomfortable.
"This game must not be lost!" In the hearts of Lu Chenyu and Bai Jianfeng, this thought rang out in unison.
The two old men next to them, with a little girl like a porcelain doll, walked slowly, without any uncomfortable expression on their faces, looking relaxed.
And the handsome young man who walked in the front was more like a hill, pressing on the hearts of the two of them.
As the top ten existences on the Canglan Hidden Dragon List, in this game, they represent the face of the Hundred Cities Alliance, if they lose, it is equivalent to losing face to the Hundred Cities Alliance, and even they themselves may not be able to let go.
Bai Jianfeng and Lu Chenyu glanced at each other, and they both saw a solemn look in each other's eyes.
In front of the interests of the Hundred Cities Alliance, the interests between the two of them were nothing at all.
The two of them glanced at the hazy blue brilliance on the chaotic jade, and a fiery color flashed in their eyes unconsciously.
After more than ten minutes, as others continued to advance, Su Han's spiritual power had almost recovered, and now he was already at the bottom of the crowd.
Although this is the case, Su Han is not in a hurry at all.
The last trace of the glazed fireworks on the sea of spiritual consciousness was extracted, and in Su Han's pupils, the blood color rotated again, quickly enlarging and decomposing the lines on the glazed fireworks.
This time the decomposition did not consume Su Han for a long time, and when his spiritual power was consumed halfway, this glazed fire was also annihilated.
A total of sixty-five lines, Su Han recorded them all, and the next thing was to imprint them according to some rules.
Although all the sixty-five lines were recorded, Su Han's face did not show joy, and recording all the lines was only the first step.
The next imprinting is the most important step, and the most difficult one.
Don't be sloppy!
I closed my eyes and regained my depleted mental energy.
The powerful soul power derives spiritual power, so Su Han's spiritual power also recovers quickly.
The moment he opened his eyes, the fire cosmic force in his hand suddenly rose from his palm, and a special pattern quickly imprinted on it, and each time a line was imprinted, the light on the fire cosmic force was dazzling.
When the fifty-fifth pattern was imprinted by Su Han, a flash of surprise flashed in Su Han's eyes, and the wisp of fire-based cosmic yuan power in his hand had already turned into a deep glazed color.
The high temperature emitted spread the faint layers of air burning.
There are still ten lines left.
Su Han bit his lip, and the ruthlessness that melted into the blood and bone marrow also erupted.
Keep branding!
Regardless of the burning sensation in his hand, Su Han suddenly condensed his spiritual power, and the fifty-sixth line was slowly imprinted under the strong compression of his spiritual intent, and the color of the glass became even deeper.
The fifty-seventh pattern!
The fifty-eighth pattern!
The fifty-ninth pattern!
The sixtieth pattern!
The madness in Su Han's eyes became more and more intense, and above his hands, there was already green smoke coming out, and the blazing fireworks burned his palms, and bursts of sharp pain pierced his heart.
At the moment when the sixty-first pattern condensed, Su Han heard the sound of burning flesh and blood.
Boom!
The fire cosmic elemental force imprinted with sixty-one lines flickered for a moment, and then extinguished, and Su Han's body was already sweating like rain.
The water system cosmic force was quickly activated, and a trickle poured into his hands, slowly expelling the burning pain.
After a long time, the sharp pain in the heart gradually disappeared, and Su Han sighed regretfully.
The sixty-second to sixty-fifth lines seemed to be unable to condense out, and just the moment when the sixty-first lines were condensed and imprinted, Su Han felt like he was burned into ashes.
There were a total of sixty-five lines imprinted on the glazed fire that came from the chaotic jade, and when these sixty-one lines were imprinted on the fire cosmic elemental force, the coercion generated by it had far surpassed the power of the glazed fire.
But this is not to say that the fire cosmic yuan force imprinted with sixty-five special patterns will definitely be stronger than the glazed fireworks mixed with the coercion of the chaotic jade, after all, this chaotic jade is arranged according to the realm of each person, and I am afraid that the power of Liu Liulihuo is also different.
Taking a long breath, Su Han stood up.
One step later, it was a distance of one meter, and Su Han quickly took a few big steps forward, completely ignoring the terrifying coercion generated by it and the burning of the glazed fireworks.
When Su Han stepped out of the eight-meter distance, his figure suddenly stopped, the weight was three times that of the previous one, and the burning sensation in it also increased a lot.
Now that he was only a meter away from Lan Qinghai and the others, Su Han sat cross-legged again, and his spiritual mind and mutated pupil technique began to dissect the glazed fireworks again.
Even if he can't imprint all the lines, he has to record all the patterns and the order in which they are arranged, and then try it slowly after leaving the proving ground.
After all, there is only one chance, and Su Han naturally wants to seize it tightly.
A more profound glazed firework was extracted by his spiritual power, and with the previous experience, he was now familiar with recording those lines through his spiritual mind and mutant pupil technique.
It's just that the consumption of spiritual power in it is too powerful, and it takes a long time.
But this little wasted time is nothing compared to the special texture.
The lines on this glazed firework are indeed far more than sixty-five.