The so-called ten breaths are the time of ten breaths.

Ten breaths, which doesn't sound like a long time.

At this time, the scroll was opened in Yan Wuxin's hand, a light flashed, and a soul array appeared in front of him on the quaint scroll, and his divine sense swept away, and some information on the scroll slowly came to mind, compared to the array diagram, this information naturally could not be so detailed, but it was better than nothing, it could only be said that it was better than nothing.

This is the opening formation, the eighth-order opening formation.

And this has passed for a while, watching Yan Wuxin open the scroll, Lu Cheng and Lin Huaijin not far away shot at the same time, Song Qingxuan, who was just what he wanted, was not idle, in his heart, he naturally hoped that Yan Wuxin would open this scroll, otherwise Lin Huaijin and Lu Cheng would not make a move, where would he go to avenge the sword?

So, in the second breath, the three of them shot at the same time.

There was wind and spears, and water rained down.

At this moment, the puppet at Liu Yiyi's fingertips touched the ground with both hands, and in an instant, the dust on the ground gathered, accumulating a lot, gathering sand into a wall, and a wall of sand stood in front of him.

At this time, the water droplets came like arrows, hitting the sand wall, and there were sand holes on the one-inch-thick sand wall, and then the wind blade came, like a breeze caressing, the wind blade met the sand wall, and a rumbling sound sounded, and the one-man high sand wall cracked through the middle and fell to the ground, stirring up dust.

And the other half of the towering sand wall is gradually disappearing.

At this time, it is only three breaths.

Hearing the sound in his ears, Yan Wuxin put away the scroll, three breaths of time, the soul array has been reflected in his mind, with the previous information plus the relationship between the hidden spirit, he will naturally not be too slow to learn this soul array, although this is the eighth-order opening formation, but what he has learned is also the eightfold hidden spirit, and this is only the opening formation in the soul array.

In the next moment, Yan Wuxin's figure had already come to the [puppet], the soul silk on his fingertips suddenly appeared, the soul silk moved lightly, and the seal marks behind the [puppet] were revealed, and then the divine sense penetrated, and the soul silk came to the core of the puppet. Originally, this location should be where the soul stone is placed, but there is no place to place the soul stone here, there is only soul sand, originally he naturally felt strange, but at this time he already knew it, since there is soul sand, then it is used to depict the soul array, depict what array?

It's the opening array in this scroll.

Then, the fingertips trembled slightly, the amplitude was so small that it was imperceptible, but it was like this, the soul silk in the puppet's body slowly came to the soul sand, and between the soul power surged, a trace appeared on the soul sand, and then the soul silk moved one after another, as fast and continuous as a silk, steady and unnoticed.

Silk spinning is naturally spring silkworm silk.

This is the soul skill - Silk Fang End.

Silk is the silk vein when making a puppet, the silk vein runs through the whole body, its importance is self-evident, so the silk that can be used as a silk vein, the quality is generally extraordinary, but an exception to a kind of silk, the quality of this silk is not excellent, but it has been used by Yanshi for many years, and it is regarded as the best choice for silk veins, which is spring silk.

The silkworm was born in spring and died in winter, just like the morning fungus does not know the obscurity, Huigu does not know the spring and autumn, and the spring silkworm does not know the winter. Although its life is only four seasons, its silk is as tough as its unyielding life, and the silk is continuous.

It is said that by chance, a Yanshi saw the spring silkworm spinning silk, it was already in the cold winter, the wind and snow were cold, but the silkworm was still spinning, and they all said that the spring silkworm did not know the winter, and this silkworm in winter was undoubtedly an exception, which made him quite interesting. So he stopped and watched, but after a while, the spring silkworm in his eyes slowly died, so Yanshi was puzzled, they had already lived through the winter, why did they die at this time?

After careful inspection, it was found that the spring silkworm had already died, but the silk in its body was not exhausted, so it was still spinning silk, and it was still unfinished. At that moment, Yanshi was shocked in his heart, and sighed: "This is the spring silkworm to the end of the dead silk", seeing this scene and falling in love, he later created this soul skill, the soul skill is named after the last three words of this sentence, which is the 'silk side'.

The soul technique is taken from the unswerving determination of the spring silkworm, so it must always be. Therefore, what this soul skill focuses on is its toughness, there is spring silkworm is tough, naturally there is the toughness of silk, there is the tenacity of soul power, so there is also the tenacity of soul array. When depicting the soul array, the soul power is the most taboo, and the 'silk side' is the luck skill of the soul power, which complements the soul silk and makes the soul power as tough as silk. In addition, the more important feature of this soul skill is stability.

In such a situation, stability is naturally the top priority, so at this moment, the soul silk is moving forward little by little, although it doesn't seem fast, but when it comes to it, the speed is no different from usual, which is not slow.

Five breaths passed in a flash.

It's too late, it's fast, a flash of fire flashed, and the puppet in front of Lin Huaijin came with a fire spear, and the fire borrowed the wind, and in the face of the fire, naturally it couldn't be blocked by the wind, so Liu Yiyi pointed upwards and stood up with the arm of the [puppet], the arm forward, the dust on the ground gathered, and instantly formed a small shield in the puppet's palm, and then the [puppet] raised the shield to block.

The fire borrowed the wind, and Song Qingxuan naturally knew this, so looking at the flame spear in the puppet's hand, the soul power in his body surged, and the wind rose in an instant, and then he saw the surrounding wind blowing towards the place where the flame spear was, this is the soul array: the wind cave.

In the blink of an eye, the flame spear increased by a few points, and when I looked around, I saw that the fire on the flame spear was even more fierce than before, and the invasion was like fire, and that was it.

This is the sixth breath.

The flame spear came with fire, and with a 'swish', it was like breaking through the ground, and the flame spear pierced the not thick earth shield, and the castration was unabated, and the flame spear came out consistently, and then the shot went forward, and the left arm of the [puppet] in front of Liu Yiyi was directly broken.

Looking at the shot that continued to move forward, Liu Yiyi took half a step back, and the soul silk of the other hand also came out from the fingertips, and the soul silk came to the right arm, after the wind rose, a wind blade was held tightly in the hand by the [puppet], and with the broken left arm, the right arm instantly swung out, forcing the puppet in front of him to retreat.

The flame spear dispersed, and the wind blade also dispersed in the palm of his hand.

Seven breaths had passed by this time.

It's no wonder that Lin Huaijin and Lu Cheng are so anxious, after all, after opening the scroll, the soul array on the scroll will slowly fade, and the time when the soul array will disappear has not been carefully calculated, but at least one thing is clear to both of them, that is, the soul array will definitely disperse, and it should not be long. Although it is impossible to disperse in a while, the longer the time passes, the smaller the chance of the soul array learning again, so the two of them are naturally anxious to take the soul array.

Without the slightest respite, Lin Huaijin's figure landed and continued to move forward, and a large amount of soul power in his body poured out, coming to the puppet's chest, where there was a soul array, an eighth-order soul array: Starfire.

It hasn't been long since Yan Wuxin opened the scroll, but he felt that he couldn't drag it out like this, so this time he didn't skimp on his soul power, and suddenly, the puppet in front of Lin Huaijin put his hands together in front of his chest, and when he opened it again, five small sparks appeared on the puppet's chest.

This is the so-called Spark.

Eighth breath.

Then, Lin Huaijin controlled the five sparks with some difficulty, and said to Song Qingxuan behind him: "Brother Song, wish me another hand." ”

The wind moves, and then the wind gathers towards Mars.

At this moment, feeling the breeze blowing behind him, Lin Huaijin's fingertips moved forward, the puppet's palm also pointed forward, and a spark flew out.

The fireball refers to Liu Yiyi's [puppet] with a broken arm.

It's a spark, so it's just Mars, Mars is not big, but before Mars arrived, Liu Yiyi already felt the heat wave coming, without the slightest hesitation, with the puppet in front of her, Liu Yiyi hid to the right.

A roar sounded, and Mars crossed Liu Yiyi's puppet, but when it rubbed with the puppet, it could be seen that the puppet's outer armor instantly turned black, and then Mars hit a clearing, and the spark became larger, and several trees around it were burned in the blink of an eye.

The charred trunks of the trees, the smell of mushy came from them.

This is only the first spark, it seems to have expected that Liu Yiyi will be able to dodge this blow, so after a spark flew out, the soul silk of Lin Huaijin's fingertips turned slightly to the right, and the palm of the puppet also pointed to the right, and suddenly, four sparks flew out, and this time, the spark pointed to the place where Yan Wuxin stood.

This time, it was not a thin wind blowing behind Lin Huaijin, his coat was blown up, and the wind swept out of Mars, under the wind, Mars was already the size of a fireball.

On the other side, Lu Cheng, who was opposite Lin Huaijin, also shot at the same time, as Lin Huaijin thought in his heart, he did not skimp on his soul power anymore, the puppet in front of him waved his blade, and then there was rain in the forest, and the Lu family's soul array: the rain, the raindrops falling are also the places where Yan Wuxin fought.

The ninth breath, drizzle and spark.