And this blue-purple soul seemed to be swollen by half an inch, and it was rapidly flashing with a strange brilliance.

Since the last time he released the power absorbed by this Xuan Soul into his body, which made Ling Xiaoye's cultivation suddenly skyrocket by two or three small realms, he realized that although this Xuan Soul was not very aggressive, it was indeed a good thing that could help with cultivation.

So he summoned this soul into his body, and then transformed and released the aura he inhaled.

After this soul-devouring absorption, the power contained in it should be a power that can nourish the body, a power to improve cultivation.

The power released by the Xuan Soul was like a surging wave, constantly slapping and impacting Ling's body, strengthening his body.

After a stick of incense, Ling finished refining and absorbing the power released by the Xuan Soul.

After he completely refined, he found that the aura on his body had changed a little and became more vigorous.

This is the phenomenon of cultivation and ascension!

Anyway, Ling was alone now, so he could laugh wildly.

With this Xuan Soul, he didn't have to wait for three years at all before he could go to the Broken Yue Gate to save his senior brother.

Of course, Ling also knew that the biggest hidden danger of such a rapid ascension to the realm was that the foundation was unstable, and the body had not been tempered accordingly, and at that time, he might not be able to withstand the spells he cast, and then he would be counterattacked.

Therefore, he thought of a good way, that is, while cultivating the Nine Transformations Heavenly Spirit Technique, he could devour more power through the Xuan Soul, after all, the god-level exercises could cope with such a cultivation speed.

Just as Ling Xiaoye continued to absorb the spiritual veins inside this broken mountain peak, he suddenly sensed a small burst of aura surging.

It was as if something was whispering softly in this spiritual vein.

Intuition told Ling Xiaoye that this should be the Qi of Dragon Luck!

He hurriedly raised his hand with the ring that inhaled the dragon's luck, and sure enough, he saw the ring, which shone slightly.

"There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them!"

Ling Xiaoye chuckled, and then cast the human magic circle, but this time, he used the earth magic circle.

The earth-based magic circle cracked directly, turning this deep pit directly into a big crack.

All this took less than a stick of incense, and Ling Xiaoye only took a few breaths.

As long as he activated the more than 36,000 small veins in his body, his mana would be full.

Originally, it was only a deep pit of ten zhang, but Ling Xiaoye simply split this place into two halves and read it deeply for fifty zhang.

If someone came to observe at this time, they would find that this broken mountain peak had been torn like a piece of paper, and a large crack had been cracked.

Ling Xiaoye went deep into the bottom of the big crack and had already seen the crystal clear crystal stones that looked like pseudo-spirit stones exposed.

He didn't care so much, and continued to devour the Xuan Soul and absorb the rich aura here.

Of course, the ring that absorbs the dragon's luck qi will automatically absorb it as long as it is close to the dragon's luck, so he doesn't have to deliberately look for it.

Half an hour, it's not fast to say it's fast, it's not slow to say it's slow.

Ling Xiaoye had already recovered the Xuan Soul twice, refining the power in it.

And those crystalline spirit stone veins, the concentration of spiritual energy also kept decreasing.

This made Ling Xiaoye wonder: "Could it be that the previous induction was an illusion?"

But he looked at the ring on his hand, but it was still shining slightly.

Now he is not worried that there is no dragon luck qi inside, but he is afraid that the martial artists of other teams nearby will also sense the dragon luck qi of the power of this broken mountain peak and come over to fight for it.

Although he is not afraid of the martial artists here, he is afraid that those people join forces, and no matter how powerful the spell is, it will not be able to kill everyone in one move.

At this time, Ling Xiaoye was a little anxious.

He hoped that the dragon luck qi in this spiritual vein could really appear.

The Xuan Soul had already absorbed the spiritual veins here for the third time, but the dragon luck qi was still missing.

Roar......

A low roar suddenly came out from the spirit stone vein on Ling Xiaoye's left hand.

Ling hurriedly transmitted the sound to the black dragon Night Wind, and called several times in succession, but he woke up the Night Wind.

With a hint of tiredness in his voice, Night Wind said, "Boy, I'm still recovering from my injuries!

"Dragon Luck Qi! Hurry up and take a look, maybe it will help you!"

Ling Xiaoye's voice was a little excited.

Because he clearly felt that breath was approaching now.

For a moment, a kind of heaviness that made people breathless enveloped him.

The black dragon night wind also quietly appeared, and he transformed into a human form and appeared beside Ling.

"This breath ......"

Night Wind's face was solemn, and he also felt this breath.

Ling Xiaoye said at this time: "You are well-informed, you should know what this is. ”

"Somewhat familiar," Night Wind stared at the revealed spirit vein, fell into a brief contemplation, and then said after a moment: "This place, no, it can't be the Dragon Clan's Origin Qi, right?"

"Dragon Origin Qi?"

Ling Xiaoye was a little confused when he heard Ye Feng's words.

Night Wind wanted to answer, but he felt something different: "It's not right, this place shouldn't be the Dragon Ancestor Domain, there won't be such an origin qi." ”

"Could it be something else?"

Ling Xiaoye asked rhetorically, he now had a feeling that his whole body was on fire, as if there was something surging in his body.

"Boy, do you feel the feeling that the essence and blood in your body are burning?"

"yes!"

"Me too!"

"What does that mean?"

"It shows that this breath, even if it is not the origin qi, it should be somewhat related to the origin qi. ”

In the face of Ye Feng's answer, Ling Xiaoye couldn't laugh or cry, this is not nonsense! But he didn't say anything, but continued to ask, "Does that help your injury?"

"Try it!"

Night Wind said calmly, then turned into a black light and disappeared into the spiritual vein.

Bang!

As soon as the night wind entered, Ling heard a low rumbling sound.

But after a while, the voice disappeared, and even the aura of the spiritual veins immediately thinned.

With a cup of tea, a black light quickly returned to Ling Xiaoye's side.

When Night Wind transformed into a human form, Ling Xiaoye observed that Night Wind seemed to have become much more energetic, so he asked:

"How?"

"Haha, it seems that this place is left over from ancient times, and it really has a qi similar to the origin essence of the dragon clan. ”

"Yes, the strong people who have entered here say that this is the luck of the dragon. ”

"Dragon luck, haha, very good at choosing names!"

"Is your injury better?"

"Since you also have the blood of the Black Dragon, I might as well tell you that although this Origin Qi is thin to less than one percent, it is still an extremely domineering force for you humans. ”

Night Wind explained earnestly.