Chapter 120: Gossamer Condensation

"Tut, temporarily cramming Buddha's feet to cultivate soul skills, Brother Wu, Brother Wu, how big is your heart, it seems that I think highly of you. Han Yun hugged his arms, his eyes were full of disdain, and he shook his head and said.

The latter still cultivated on his own without the help of his mentor, as a Yuan cultivator who specialized in cultivating Yuan Soul, Han Yun himself could not be more clear, Wu Ming was simply asking for his own death by doing so.

It's ridiculous, is it really so easy to practice soul skills? and it's also a high-level soul skill.

The greater the level of the soul skill, the more difficult it is to cultivate, and similarly, if the cultivation fails, the more damage the Yuan Soul will suffer.

Although high-grade soul skills are rare, there are even fewer that can be successfully cultivated.

As for Zheng Hao's ability to rely on the strength of the early stage of the Yuan Reality Realm to practice this high-level real soul technique Dragon Soul Gun, it was because he had a powerful Yuan Xiu teacher who was teaching by his side, and even so, he had only completed it after several months of penance.

"Maybe I'm a little panicked. ”

Zhou Yingxu also shook his head slightly on the side, he still paid enough attention to Wu Ming before, thinking that he would definitely be a competitor if he could get here, but he didn't expect the latter to do such a stupid act, which couldn't help but make him a little disappointed.

With a light sigh in his heart, Zhou Yingxu raised his eyes and looked at the red light ball not far away, his face was also lacking in interest, and he said to Han Yun beside him: "Brother Han, don't waste time, hurry up and kick them out of the Yuanxiu Tower." ”

Han Yun waved his hand and said with a smile: "Alas, Brother Zhou doesn't have to be anxious, it's a pity not to watch such a good show, and even if he doesn't need us to do it, he will go out by himself." ”

Han Yun looked at Wu Ming and the two in front of him with a smile, the result of victory or defeat was already obvious, and there was no need to rush for a while, those who cultivated soul skills were self-taught, there were only geniuses among Yuan cultivation geniuses, and ordinary people were simply impossible, they would only kill themselves, in Han Yun's opinion, Wu Ming was obviously not the former.

Zhou Yingxu frowned slightly, glanced at Han Yun, and always had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, but he didn't speak, he stood quietly in one place, looking at the two people in front of him.

Everyone outside the tower, seeing a scene in the sixth layer, all shook their heads and sighed, and some felt that the victory or defeat was already obvious, and it was just boring to stay, so they retreated and left the Yuanxiu Tower, leaving only a small number of people still here to watch.

The hall was originally crowded and crowded, but now there are only a dozen people left.

And Li Fengqi didn't stop him in this regard, whether he saw it or not, this was their business, and he had no right to ask.

Huang Python was also relaxed at the moment, stretched his waist lazily, glanced at Li Sheng on the side with his hands and brows, and said with a smile: "Why, Brother Li still thinks that Wu Ming's kid can have a chance?"

Hearing this, Li Sheng glanced at the yellow python, and said a little coldly, his mouth was still the same sentence as before: "The results haven't come out yet, it's best not to jump to conclusions." ”

After speaking, Li Sheng quickly retracted his gaze and cast it on the Yuan Soul mirror in front of him, no longer paying attention to the latter.

To be honest, his heart was very nervous, he didn't know if Wu Ming could succeed, but he knew that the latter was not a reckless person, Wu Ming should have his own plans for doing this, and all he could do now was to believe in him, although this hope was very slim.

"Hey, Wu Ming, I hope you can succeed..."

At this moment, Li Fengqi, who was standing on the round platform, stared at the scene in the Yuan Soul mirror in front of him with cloudy old eyes, to be precise, staring at the figure of the young man wrapped in the Yuan Soul screen, and never looked away.

"This young manβ€”" The old man looked at the young man in the mirror light curtain, and muttered, the latter actually gave him a strange feeling,

"Huh? this is..."

Suddenly, Li Fengqi's old eyes stared at him suddenly, as if he had found something, and his eyes were staring at Wu Ming's eyebrows in the mirror.

Originally, the light of the Yuan Soul Gossamer that was scattered and wriggling was slowly changing at this moment, and under absorbing the little fluorescence at the center of its eyebrows, the Yuan Soul Gossamer gradually seemed to have a shape.

The process seemed slow but calm, and although it was only through the mirror, the latter could sense the subtle fluctuations of the soul in it.

And under Li Fengqi's nervous gaze, the Yuan Soul Gossamer finally condensed at this moment.

"Gossamer condensation?" Li Fengqi's pupils suddenly dilated, and he couldn't help muttering.

Although Li Fengqi's old voice was weak, it clearly spread to every corner of the hall and exploded in everyone's ears.

Some of the people who were just about to leave the hall were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up, and they all hurriedly walked over, staring directly at the figure in the mirror in front of them.

In the audience, whether it was Huang Python or Li Sheng, they were all shocked in their hearts, and their eyes were also carefully staring at the figure in the mirror in front of them.

"Is it really a gossamer?"

"How is that possible!"

"Did he succeed?

When everyone's eyes carefully looked at the center of Wu Ming's eyebrows in the mirror, the horror on his face suddenly surged into his heart, and he exclaimed.

The gossamer is condensed, and the soul skill has been completed.

The Yuan Soul Gossamer is a necessary condition for cultivating the soul technique, or a template, as long as the soul skill is engraved on the Yuan Soul Gossamer, it means that the soul skill has been successfully cultivated, but although it is just a simple sentence, it is not easy to do.

"Hey, isn't that Zheng Hao's Dragon Soul Spear, how can Wu Ming be cultivating?"

One person saw clearly that on Wu Ming's forehead, there was a dragon-shaped spear condensed by the Yuan Soul Gossamer, and he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but doubt lightly.

"Could it be... Was it the previous deal between Zheng Hao and Wu Ming?

"Oh my God, that's a high-level soul technique, so you gave it to someone else?"

Hearing this, everyone in the hall also talked and exclaimed, but compared to the value of high-level soul skills, everyone was even more amazed at the difficulty of cultivating high-level soul skills, such soul skills were actually cultivated by the young men inside in a short period of time.

"The cultivation of the high-level soul technique is not simple, this talent is probably unprecedented..."One of the old cultivators couldn't help but shake his head and praise after being shocked.

"Impossible, it must be a mistake, how could this kid cultivate his soul technique on his own in such a short period of time?" The yellow python, who was originally relaxed and proud, was also a little nervous and flustered at the moment, and his old face was gloomy, as if it was going to rain.

He wouldn't believe that Wu Ming's kid could practice the advanced soul technique of the Dragon Soul Gun on his own in a short period of time, and it must be some kind of trick to confuse the public.

As for Huang Python's suspicions, everyone didn't speak, to be honest, they really didn't believe it in their hearts, but the Yuan Soul mirror in front of them really showed it, could it be fake?

"Did Wu Ming really succeed?"

At this time, even if it was Li Sheng's indifferent heart, there was an uncontrollable excitement and nervousness in his eyes, how difficult it was to cultivate the soul technique, although he didn't have a personal experience, but he could also know that the difficulty during the period would not be worse than that of the high-level spirit true technique.

It seems that he is right in the expectations he has of Wu Ming, and the latter really surprises him again and again.

Li Xuemei's eyes on the side were even more round and round looking ahead, and her fair and pink face was full of incredible color.

"This condensation is not yet complete, and whether it can succeed is another matter. One of the people in the late stage of the Yuan Reality Realm observed carefully, and said in a deep voice, his eyes were also fixed on the mirror, and there was a trace of nervousness in his voice.

"Well, yes, if you can succeed, then Wu Ming will be terrible. ”

"Hehe, that has to be successful, do you think Han Yun and the others will give him a chance?"

When everyone heard this, their eyes locked on the mirror, and nodded slowly, although it was not complete, but it was enough to amaze everyone if it was able to do this, but if it failed, it was also a pity.

Compared with the shock outside the tower, the people inside the tower felt a deep shock.

Although it was separated by several layers of Yuan Soul screens, the three of them could still clearly see the dragon-shaped spear at the center of Wu Ming's eyebrows, the spear was small, like a swimming dragon.

"How is that possible?!"

Han Yun and the others looked at Wu Ming in front of them, their hearts were shocked, their complexions changed drastically, and their bodies couldn't help but lean back slightly, exclaiming.

In a short period of time, he cultivated himself to a high-level real soul technique, which even Han Yun sighed to himself, this kind of thing is no longer measured by talent excellence, it is almost demonic, and it is probably not easy to be an enemy of such a demonic person, thinking of this Han Yuan's hands can't help but clench, and there are wisps of ferocity spreading on his face.

And in the same way, Zheng Hao on the side was even more sluggish, but he experienced first-hand that when he cultivated, it took him several months of hard work to barely complete, while the latter cultivated on his own in less than an hour.

This gap... Only the thick horror and bitterness made up for it.

"Brother Han, don't delay, he hasn't completed the condensation yet, if he doesn't make a move, when he really succeeds in condensation, we will be finished. Zhou Yingxu's face suddenly tensed, and he turned his head sharply and said urgently to Han Yun beside him.

The latter's vision is also tricky, that is, he sees the clues of cultivation.

Han Yun glanced at the figure slightly, this son's talent is indeed terrifying, to be able to do this, among the proud sons of Yuancheng that he knows, no one can match, and given time, the achievement can be called terrifying.

But if they make a move, it means that they will have an infinite number of enemies in the future, but if they don't make a move, when Wu Ming's cultivation is completed, then their quota will be missed.

Han Yun's eyes rolled rapidly, and there was a thick chill flashing in them, and in the end, he also nodded emphatically, and the majestic Yuan Soul power surged out at this moment, and he stepped out in one step, his face was gloomy, and he walked slowly towards Wu Ming.

"Alas, Brother Wu, I have put all the treasure on you, don't let me down. ”

Zheng Hao was helpless, shook his head bitterly and sighed, and then got up and practiced against the Yuan Soul, and took one step to block Wu Ming behind him, and the cold Yuan Soul waves were already gathered above his head at this moment.

The whole atmosphere suddenly tensed.