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The Yuan Soul Sigil, as the name suggests, is formed by the condensation of the origin of Yuan Force and Soul Power.

Yuan power aside, the origin of soul power is the most critical. The more you extract, the higher the quality of the rune, and the stronger the combat power of the Dao soldiers.

Similarly, the stronger the Dao soldiers, the greater the assistance to Li Ba.

in the room.

Liang Jie is guarded by the golden jiao. Li Ba sat on the bed. If he wants to build the one hundred and eight iron cavalry guards into Dharma protectors, it will cost him a lot. Therefore, before coming, all the preparations have been made.

The origin of soul power is the key. Without harming one's own natal soul talisman realm, if you want to build a Dharma Protector Dao soldier, you need to accumulate enough soul power source first.

There is no problem in this regard.

Li Ba has the Alaya Fragment, which can provide a large amount of soul power without depleting himself.

Twenty Alaiyah Fragments were refined, and the source of soul power was absorbed, all of which were stored inside the soul rune and were not absorbed. Li Ba did this deliberately to create a Dharma Protector Dao soldier.

As the commander of the Iron Cavalry Guard, Zhao Hongyun and Dillon were the first to enter the room. They all had inexplicable excitement on their faces, and this moment had been waiting for a long time.

Li Ba briefly explained the situation of the Dao soldiers. After that, he didn't say much, and said with a smile: "Lao Zhao, Lao Di, Dao soldiers are different from military talismans, they can only have a single rune, what kind of power do you want to get, you need to think clearly." ”

"Thunder!" Zhao Hongyun didn't think about it. Make a decision.

"Well, the thunder rune is fierce and fierce, and it suits you perfectly." Li Ba nodded in agreement.

"Boss, I'll choose the gold system!"

Dillon patted his thigh and said with a smile: "Brother already has feelings for this stump of the day, and he doesn't want to give it up easily!" ”

"The power of Dao soldiers and talismans. There will be no conflict between the two! ”

Li Ba smiled and said, "Lao Di, as soon as the Dao soldiers are completed, you can choose to remove the talisman and take the Golden Marrow Zhi to regenerate the limbs." You can also choose to keep the talisman instead of the limb. ”

It's not just Dillon. Zhao Hongyun made a choice, even if they achieved Dao soldiers and their strength increased greatly, they didn't want to take out the talisman in their bodies. The reason is simple, they have adapted to the soldier charm instead of the severed limb and become a part of their body.

A thunderbolt. A gold-based Taoist soldier. This is the option for Zhao Hongyun and Dillon.

Li Ba respects their wishes. Strike immediately and start casting.

The glass light shimmered. The majestic Yuan Force poured out. Nearly ninety percent of the natal talisman was emptied at one time. Accompanied by the origin of pure soul power, it gushed out like a tide.

When Li Ba's hands were blurred, Yuanli's soul power fused strangely in front of him. Soon, two mystical sigils were condensed.

One is brilliant gold. A flickering light of thunder.

"The rune into the body will bring you a lot of pain, you must resist it!"

After Li Ba said this in a deep voice. The two sigils flew towards Zhao Hongyun Dillon.

Took a deep breath. Both are ready. With a 'whoosh' sound, the sigil shot like electricity, shooting towards the center of their eyebrows.

The violent impact of the storm is instantaneous. Although Zhao Hongyun and Dillon are mentally prepared, at this moment. I felt as if my body was about to be blown up by the surging power, and my soul was going to be annihilated.

They snorted in their mouths. With a painful expression on his face, he fell to his knees.

About ten minutes later.

The pained expressions on their faces gradually dissipated. Instead, there was an indescribable excitement and ecstasy.

Call!

Stand up. They clenched their fists, and they felt that their bodies were filled with surging power, more than ten times more powerful than the Talisman. At the center of the eyebrows, the mystical sigil looms. The invisible soul power is agitated, with a radius of more than ten kilometers. Every plant and tree is being explored.

It's amazing!

Zhao Hongyun Dillon savored it, and the runes were imprinted into the body, bringing earth-shaking changes to himself. At one point, they fell to their knees again, casting grateful glances at Li Ba.

Be your most powerful subordinate. Or the commander of the Iron Cavalry Guard. The Yuan Soul Sigil that Li Ba gave to the two of them was condensed by the consumption of two Alaya Fragments.

An Alaya Broken Crystal contains the origin of soul power, which is comparable to the middle stage of the third grade of the soul rune.

Therefore, it can also be said that Zhao Hongyun Dillon's Dao soldier has the mid-stage realm of the three grades of soul runes. The starting point is staggering.

Now they are only preliminarily fusing the rune, and it will take a while for the rune to be transformed into a Dao seal, and it will be completed. At that time, as long as they master the corresponding talismans, the combat power they can exert will only be stronger than Li Ba's earlier.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Di, I'll send you to a place, remember, don't have the idea of resisting!"

After Li Ba said this, with a wave of his big hand, Zhao Hongyun and Dillon disappeared strangely without a trace.

Bracelet space, as always.

Exotic flowers and plants are everywhere, and tall trees are forested. A vast lake. Towering towers...... Everything here makes Zhao Hongyun and Dillon feel very new.

In particular, maggot monsters with huge bodies that stretch for several kilometers are not far away. They really saw that this thing was the mother of corpse beasts brought back from Russia by the boss, Nuwa.

"What is this place?"

In their amazement. A group of 'turnip heads' came galloping in. The leader was a little guy covered in pitch black and hair, pointing at them, squeaking and screaming.

It's strange that Zhao Hongyun and Dillon can understand what this little guy means.

"I'm the boss of the aconitum here, you have to listen to me, otherwise, I'll beat you!"

Zhao Hongyun Dillon was a little crying and laughing. At this moment, a flower appeared in front of their eyes, and a bald young man suddenly appeared, who was the boss.

It is not easy to build a Dao soldier. Using the power of the bracelet space to trace the flow of time, it can cultivate the Dao soldiers in the shortest time.

This is also the main reason why Li Ba sent Zhao Hongyun Dillon into the bracelet space.

Compared to before, the bracelet space is his biggest secret, and he can't let anyone know. Now, with absolute strength, all scruples are gone. He wants to maximize the use of the bracelet space, cultivate his subordinates, and improve his heritage.

"Little thing, he's bullying newcomers again!"

Li Ba's consciousness body came. laughed and scolded and slapped the aconitum in the face. The aconite touched his head and grinned.

A brief explanation, about the situation of the bracelet space. After. Through mental contact, Li Ba directly passed the Great Yan Recipe and the Fu to Zhao Hongyun and Di Long.

Dao soldiers have the potential to cultivate. And loyalty-wise, there won't be any problems.

Therefore, Li Ba explained to Zhao Hongyun Dillon and cultivated here with peace of mind. At the same time, tell Aconite. Prepare the corresponding elixir every day and provide it for their use.

After. Li Ba's consciousness body leaves.

There are still a hundred or so people outside, and he needs to spend his efforts to build Dao soldiers one by one. It's a big job, so you need to hurry.

………………

Tibet, ancient and mysterious.

Yangzhuoyong Lake is one of the three sacred lakes in Tibet. Since ancient times, it has been the residence of the Tantric Dharma Protector Dragon Maiden, worshiped by the Tibetan people, and regarded as a sacred place for gods.

Early morning. When a ray of sunlight shines through the thick fog on the calm surface of the lake, the fog dissipates silently like a curtain before the opening. Less than a moment. The clear lake, the majestic snow-capped mountains, and the blue sky are all in one. The scenery is picturesque, spectacular and vast, shocking and cleansing people's souls.

On weekdays, when you wake up in the morning, you can see the devout people turning to the lake to worship. On this day, the shore of Yangzhuoyong Lake became a bloody battlefield.

The two camps, one chasing and one fleeing, launched a fierce fight. They are all dressed as Tibetan tantric lamas. The difference. One side was dressed in a black robe. The other party was dressed in a white robe.

There were many black-clothed lamas, several thousand. There were only a hundred white-clothed lamas. Obviously, it has become the target of hunting.

These lamas were all proficient in tantric techniques, and all kinds of mantras burst out, and thunder broke out on the shore of the lake, and the scene was extremely shocking.

The white-clothed lama is here. Dozens of people paddled behind, desperately resisting the pursuit of the rear. All the rest were flanked by a giant mastiff. Tightly guarded.

This giant mastiff is snow-white, like a lion, and the horse is extraordinary. On its back, a little boy of seven or eight years old was carried. He wore a white lama's robe trimmed with gold trim, and his seemingly immature face. But it reveals a tranquility that does not match his age. In the face of being in a dangerous situation, there is no panic.

The two camps clashed fiercely. However, due to the huge disparity in numbers, it was difficult for the white-clothed lama to resist the enemy's attack. People continue to die from wounds.

The black-clothed lama took advantage of the situation to pursue. has set up a closing formation, wanting to wipe out the opponent.

"Snow Mountain - Lion, quick! Send the spirit boy back to Sandin Monastery! The white-clothed lama holding a vajra in one hand looked quite old, and his face was full of ravines and wrinkles. At this moment, he shouted at the giant mastiff.

The mastiff roared in response. After that, the four paws flew like flying, carrying the little boy on his back and running quickly. The white-clothed lamas who were originally accompanying them on both sides turned their heads at this moment, desperately blocking the pursuers in the rear.

However, the camp of black-clothed lamas has come from both sides. A team of 100 people is even blocking the way of the giant mastiff.

"Roar ......"

The giant mastiff roared. The mouth of the blood basin opened, and a violent hail poured out. The ice ability it induced was fierce and furious, and it actually reached the ninth-level realm. Unstoppable.

The hundred-man team in front formed a formation, and was immediately broken through and collapsed.

"Evil animals are looking for death!"

Until a certain moment, the situation was reversed. Five black-clothed lamas holding the Falun arrived, joined forces to form a battle array, and the mantra moved, trapping the giant mastiff in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, those white-clothed lamas wanted to come to the rescue, but they were entangled by a large number of enemies.

The roulette-shaped blades of light flew in the air, intertwined and wound, forming a dense circle of attack and slicing away. The giant mastiff tried his best, but he couldn't resist it. In just a few minutes, the massive body was covered in scars, and blood stained the snow-white mustache.

A sigh. With helplessness, there is also unspeakable ridicule.

Giant mastiff on his back. The little boy known as the spirit boy stroked the huge head of the giant mastiff with both hands, and a faint golden light flashed.

A strange scene happens. The giant mastiff's wound was like a Ling Chi wound, but it healed in a few seconds, and there was not even a scar left.

"What a strong Buddha power!"

"The spirit boy of the White Sect can't stay, kill!"

The five black-clothed lamas surrounding around saw this scene, and their faces were all filled with cold murderous intent. I saw that their lips moved rapidly, and the Fa-Wheel was sacrificed, with different colors and lusters, and the power of violent attacks contained in them, attacking directly.

Boom -

There was a muffled sound. The mastiff let out a scream of pain. Hit hard and fell to the ground. Even so, it still emitted the light of Yuan Li, guarding the little boy on his back.

"Kill—"

Just when the five black-clothed lamas came out of the seal and controlled the five-color Fa-chakra, they bombarded again. The crisp sound of tinkling sounded, followed by gold rings along different trajectories, spilling into the air.

These golden rings seem to be weak, but they contain strange powers, and they actually swing all the five-colored magic wheels into the air.

Sou!

A strangely dressed boy appeared out of thin air and landed next to the giant mastiff. He looked a few years older than the little boy, but his face was covered with fine lines, and his eyes were full of indescribable vicissitudes.

"Lingnu'er, it's you again!" The five black-clad lamas seemed to know someone coming. While shouting angrily, they all showed jealousy.

The boy named Lingnu'er grinned, pointed to the sky with his hand, and said unhurriedly: "My lord Jiulijun personally led the army here, if you know each other...... Get out of here! ”

Turn your head to look. In the distant sky, warships flew into the sky. Along with it, there are countless poisons flying all over the sky, the momentum is huge and invincible.

"Withdraw! Withdraw them all! ”

The faces of the five black-clothed lamas all changed drastically. At this moment, the situation has made them unable to complete the task, and it is important to save their lives.

In just a dozen seconds. The camp of black-clothed lamas receded like a tide, leaving no one behind.

From the side of the distant fleet, a woman in white flew out, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens, without the slightest bit of mortal energy, stepping on the void.

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