In the Soul Measuring Cave.

Not long after the students left, the purple glow that covered the entrance of the cave gradually disappeared, and suddenly a cloud covered the entrance of the cave, followed by thunder and lightning, and a majestic rain.

A few figures came like arrows, and there were ten more figures in the rain.

The head of the Northwest Martial Academy, the two vice presidents of the Eight Realms, and six of the seven elders all rushed over.

The deacon looked at the heavy rain that poured down from the mouth of the cave, and was stunned:

"What's the matter, it's sunny outside, and it's raining heavily inside the cave?"

He walked over to the shattered jade, "Dean, please see." ”

Dean Feng raised his fingers coldly, and shot out a golden light at the center of his eyebrows, and a powerful soul light suddenly burst out from his forehead, and the golden light rose to the sky.

The heavy rain stopped and the dark clouds dissipated.

A giant eye slowly appeared on the forehead of the wind not cold, and time flew in his eyes, and he was actually going back in time.

"Time and space adversity!" several elders watched enviously.

After a while, the dean's forehead was overlooked, and time and space had been traced back to an hour ago.

I saw Qin Tian walk past the arrogant Huang Fu and sit down in the chair.

Between the jade, a wisp of wind flashed with white light, spun around Qin Tian's brain, and quickly returned to its place.

"No!" the dean frowned.

The deacon nervously asked, "Dean, what's wrong?"

Feng Bu Leng looked at the entrance of the cave blankly with his two eyes: "This classmate's spiritual power has not been extracted by jade. ”

"What?" the deacon gasped, "If you don't extract your spiritual power, how can you have a soul light?"

The wind is not cold: "The edge is rippling." ”

The deacon took a step back: "Dean, no, if this kid's spiritual power can flash a soul light at the edge, wouldn't it be ......?"

"Talky!" exclaimed the executive vice president.

"Yes, yes. The deacon sweated profusely and stepped aside.

In the giant eye, a second light wind floated out of the jade, and in Qin Tian's brain, a wisp of golden light that was extremely thin flashed, and suddenly drilled into the jade.

The pillar of jade light rose sharply, but Qin Tian's golden light swelled violently, so that the jade could not be contained, and finally shattered.

The giant eye fades away.

Feng Bu looked at the two vice presidents and the seven elders with a blank face: "What do you think?"

The third elder stepped on the spear and drilled a circle in the hole: "I know that kid, from the ancient Han Kingdom......"

Feng Bu Leng glanced at it coldly: "What do you think?"

The third elder scratched the back of his neck: "This ...... Dean, I seem to lack an apprentice......"

The executive vice president looked up at the treacherous roof of the cave, and his face was full of incomprehension: "Only gods can have spiritual power?"

Several elders were even more surprised: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, I, the people of the Longluo Continent, the Divine Bridge has long been broken, no matter how hard I try, I will never be able to practice to the Divine Realm." Ordinary people, where does the spiritual power of the gods come from?"

The wind is not cold and walked out slowly: "Innate." ”

......

Inside the main hall.

However, in the small half-pillar incense time, one-third of the students ran out of qi and blood, or ran out of the door by themselves, or raised their hands to surrender, and a few people were overconfident and forcibly resisted, but the instructor found that their organs were damaged and forcibly dragged out of the main hall.

The golden light incantation gradually accelerated.

Qin Tian felt that his qi and blood were running all over the street, and his body was already like a river and a sea, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the discomfort in his body became stronger and stronger.

"Wow!"

Not far away, there was a student who had been measured with seven soul lights, and when he opened his mouth, there was a pool of blood.

The mentor floated in and grabbed him by the collar and pulled him out the door.

Then, a few more people couldn't bear it, got up and ran out, and before they ran out of the hall, they couldn't help but vomit, and they couldn't help but vomit, eager to vomit out their hearts, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

Blood, stained the whole road red.

The gray-robed old man on the stage was unmoved, his lips became more and more frequent, the Buddhist mantra continued to roar, the voice was light and heavy, and the golden light was visible, surrounding the spacious hall.

More students couldn't stand it anymore, got up and rushed out with all their strength, how embarrassing and embarrassing the situation was.

At this time, there were still thirty or forty people in the main hall struggling to support themselves.

Blood oozed from Huang Fu's forehead, and bean-sized drops of sweat hung on his cheeks.

His blue eye was badly wounded in the cave, and the wound cracked under the heavy blow of the Buddha's voice.

But he can still support it, because he is the body of ten soul lights.

Qin Tian's complexion gradually became ugly.

The attack power of the Buddha sound is becoming sharp and abnormal, and the ordinary method of qi and blood operation is impossible to resist.

He suddenly remembered that in the Abandoned River Dragon Palace, in order to repay him, Luo Zu had passed on the secret of his Dragon Sect - Internal Rest Gong.

The internal recuperation gong is very beneficial to the repair of the injured body, but after he recovers, it is not as good as the various exercises in the memory of Emperor Long Luowu.

So he passed it on to Rong'er, but Rong'er benefited a lot.

At that moment, he silently exercised the exercises, swallowed and exhaled, and guided the madly conflicting qi and blood to return to their respective places.

The drop in qi and blood was extremely severe, and in just a short effort, it dropped by 7 points.

A martial artist's qi and blood in one realm, one point is equivalent to three points in the wrestler stage, and it is conceivable how much internal force Qin Tian used to compete with it.

He withdrew 7 points of qi and blood from the crystal nucleus, and his pale face actually returned to ruddy.

Buddha sound, interrupted.

Immediately, a stronger Buddha sound sounded.

After glancing at it, the gray-shirted old man felt strange in his heart, this kid had found a way to deal with it so quickly, why was his qi and blood so sufficient?

This increasingly strong Buddha sound made Huang Fu, who was still struggling to support, Jiao Dafeng, who was of the top grade of the Nine Soul Lights, and others miserable.

More ran out.

In the main hall, only more than ten people were still holding on.

The girl in the yellow shirt and several other strongest people with nine eight paths and seven soul lights quietly wiped the blood from their lips with their sleeves, desperately defending their dignity.

Qin Tian made a new discovery.

That was when the internal breath was about to be broken by the Buddha's sound, and in his heart, he unconsciously recognized a voice:

"Kan!"

He clearly felt that a Buddha sound that had penetrated into his body paused for a moment.

Qin Tian was very surprised, "Kan" is the blood spell he came from the corpse cultivation sect, it can also be said to be a demon language, he was inadvertently said in his heart, can it resist the sound of the Buddha?

At that moment, Qin Tian immediately gave up the internal breathing skill that was almost collapsed, and recited the demon blood mantra in an ancient mind: "Kan, Xihao, Botuobo, Ganaang." ”

The Buddha voice in his body rushed in, but it stopped in Qin Tian's demonic blood curse.

Qin Tian was suddenly overjoyed, his heart was distracted, he sat in the hall, the Buddha sound tried to shatter everything in his body, but Qin Tian was unmoved, silently reciting the magic language, and the Buddha sound was in a stalemate, you attack me and defend, you defend and I attack, and the fight is very happy.

Qi and blood were insufficient, and if he lacked a few points, he withdrew a few points from the crystal nucleus. The original 87 points of qi and blood were withdrawn by 5 points when practicing "Dragon Might", and a total of 14 points were extracted twice just now, and there are still 68 points.

When the Buddha's voice became stronger and stronger, Qin Tian suddenly changed another magic language: "Weiyawa Roji Desma, Prazha Skanda Assatascha, Suoba Wa Shunni Nunnery Pasha Tsma......"

This was the sound of response coming from the air when the corpse cultivator mage recited the blood spell, although Qin Tian didn't understand what they meant, but it was certain that it was also a demon language.