In a splendid palace.

An old man and a young man, as well as the little golden dragon that shimmered with golden light.

The boy sat cross-legged on the ground motionless, as if he was struggling with something in the depths of his soul.

I saw that the young man's eyes were slightly closed, and there was a trace of golden light overflowing.

That young man is Ye Bai.

Ye Bai was experiencing the five thousand and three times of polishing at this time.

With the newly opened pupil technique, Ye Bai seems to be able to fight against it.

He no longer had the feeling of being distraught, and now he seemed to be enjoying it.

Enjoy the inheritance of the elven god and his power, and enjoy the feeling of soul ascension.

"It's so warm, this is the power of the elf god" Ye Bai rippled in this warm golden light particle, the spiritual power of the elf god not only made Ye Bai improve himself, but also made him feel comfortable physically and mentally.

In the process of enjoying this, the soul skill should come to the seventh thousand five hundred and six polishing.

The polishing at this moment made Ye Bai seem to be not as relaxed as before.

Ye Bai's body trembled slightly.

I don't like this kind of soul being hurt.

Immediately firm up your awareness.

At this time, time also flies, and Ye Bai has been cultivating soul skills for three days.

Outside, the old man coughed slightly, and his old body seemed to be unable to hold on.

This old man is the painting saint.

The state of the painting holy soul body seems to be almost unsupportable, and it is collapsing little by little.

On closer inspection, it was as if the corners of the painting had disappeared.

"Bai'er, you have to hold on, you have to hurry. The painting saint sighed.

Ye Bai of the soul world seemed to sense it, and his heart seemed to shake twice.

Ye Bai also hurriedly got up.

"In the state of the soul body, a strong person like the master doesn't know how long it can last."

"You have to hold on. ”

The round wheel is also an offensive that is more powerful and ferocious every time.

Until the eighth thousand, six hundred and fourth, polished.

Ye Bai seemed to be unable to bear it, as if he had the blessing of God's mercy, this attack like a sledgehammer smashing his soul, making people even feel like a happy soul scattered, made Ye Bai fall into the limit of his body again.

"This feeling is really not something that ordinary people can resist," Ye Bai sighed as if he had given up.

"No, how can I, Ye Bai, die here, the master needs me to take his inheritance to create brilliance again, and promised the machine spirit to go to the peak again, as well as my parents, and Fu Lao's expectations, I can't, I can't die here!"

Although Ye Bai's body was in pain and he couldn't move anymore, his consciousness was so strong that people were admirable.

You must know that the most vulnerable part of a person is not the heart or brain, but the soul! The fragile soul of an ordinary person will be scattered when he receives such a blow, but this is more uncomfortable than death, and even the soul cannot be blinded...

With such a blow from the soul, Ye Bai has already endured eight thousand six hundred and four times, and he can already be called a genius, no, this is more terrifying than a genius, the soul is already fragile, such a person should be called a demon!

If you want to kill a strong person of the Spirit Sect who has not cultivated the soul spirit technique, if you are hit like this once, the soul will also be damaged.

But in terms of the strength of Ye Bai's fifth-order spirit master, he had already withstood more than eight hundred blows from this round wheel, how could people not be shocked.

It can also be because Ye Bai opened the eye of the heart, so the strength of the soul is several times stronger than that of others, and the cultivation of the heart eye is to rely on the experience of the soul.

Ye Bai may also be accustomed to acting with the five senses since he was a child, so the five senses are stronger, the five senses are strong, and the soul will have to be trained, so he has successfully opened the eyes of the heart, and the soul strength is much stronger than others.

As Ye Bai felt the pain, the round wheel came to the nineteenth thousand three hundred and first polishing.

Ye Bai's consciousness became weaker and weaker, as if he had lost his vitality.

But at this time, the spiritual power of the elf god in the body seemed to recede.

At this time, a violent spiritual power in Ye Bai's body seemed to overflow.

This is the spiritual power from hell, and as soon as this spiritual power came out, he said to Ye Bai, "Kill!"

This ferocious spiritual power made Ye Bai irritable, and then a beast-like roar came out.

Seemingly like a ferocious beast, Ye Bai immediately began to spill blood and began to become extremely ferocious.

"How could this kid have such murderous spiritual power. ”

The painting saint was surprised.

Immediately stretched out his hand to touch Ye Bai, and the painting saint touched it with his hand, I don't know if the state of the painting saint's soul body made the painting saint unbearable or this fierce aura was too strong, and the painting saint immediately felt threatened.

You must know that the painting saint is a saint who has entered the Tao, and this ferocity has affected the painting saint, but it is conceivable that the origin of this ferocity is not so simple.

"It's you, that's interesting. ”

can be so fierce, and it is like a bloodthirsty demonic aura with blood-colored eyes, and there is only the Shura from the Nine Hells, this aura is so huge, could it be that you also came with it when the elven god came.

As he spoke, he waved his fingers, and with one finger, he passed on the aura of Ye Bai's painting saint.

Another aura entered his body, and Ye Bai seemed to slowly become quieter.

But in Ye Bai's blood-colored eyes, there seemed to be a black dot floating, but the black dot was still used to exert magical powers, so he painted the arrival of the Holy Spirit Power and retreated.

"This kid has the inheritance of those two kinds of characters, both good and evil," said the painter, touching his old beard.

While the painting saint spoke, the polishing of the round wheel came to nine thousand nine hundred and seventy-seven times.

The grinding power of the round wheel seems to have reached its limit.

Ye Bai no longer has the strength to pant for breath, it seems that he has really reached the limit, if it weren't for the divine power and that vicious power to bless Ye Bai with a little soul power again, then Ye Bai really wouldn't be able to hold on to it now.

"This round wheel seems to have reached its limit."

Ye Bai's eyes seemed to be closed and open, as if he had no strength to fight against this round wheel.

But at this moment, the strength of this round wheel seemed to increase a few points.

Immediately, Ye Bai sensed this fear from the depths of his soul.

"God's mercy" is now another forced use of the pupil technique given by this elven god.

As soon as Ye Bai's eyes closed, and then opened, the golden pupils, the small white circles above the pupils, rotated as the golden pupils expanded, and then turned faster and faster.

Suddenly, the golden light was shining, and Ye Bai looked like a born immortal, possessed by golden light.

With the attack of the round wheel, Ye Bai once again started a battle with the round wheel.

"Hum" Ye Bai also seemed to be dizzy and swirling, and the blood in his eyes continued to flow out at night.

Ye Bai's hands, which were already weak, suddenly covered his bleeding eyes with his left hand.

I'm afraid that if it's too late, I'll bleed to death.

"Whew..."Ye Bai seemed to make the last sound, and then landed on the ground...

But the round wheel has already hit.

This is nine thousand nine hundred and eighty times.

At this end, Ye Bai's closed eyes had unconsciously switched to blood-colored eyes.

The aura of Shura from hell struck again.

Directly invaded Ye Bai's body.

Finally, the small black circle above the blood-colored pupils began to spin.

A blood-red flame like a bloody night ignited.

This flame burned the 9,980 polish of this wheel as if it could incinerate everything in the world.

This flame was not only extremely domineering, but also devoured as if it were devouring, swallowing all the spiritual power from that round wheel.

This time the polishing is over.

What is about to usher in is the last time, nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-one polishing.

Ye Bai seemed to wake up, and felt the power of Shura in his body turn on again.

I kept trying to use this power to fight against this last polish.

Ye Bai immediately put his right hand on his right eye, ready to concentrate on the flame with one eye.

"Annihilation!" Ye Bai blurted out a voice as rough as a demon in his mouth, as if he was really a Shura from hell and roared again.

Suddenly, the last polishing of the round wheel arrived.

It was the powerful blood-colored flame again, and the flame was so powerful that the round wheel seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

But this time the round wheel is more durable and more powerful than the previous thousands.

A roar of thunder rang out.

The round wheel attacked Ye Bai's soul fiercely again.

Ye Bai was already bleeding profusely.

Annihilation was opened to the maximum, directly confronting the round wheel.

"Roar" With the last roar of the Shura, Ye Bai had already fallen to the ground.

The round wheel is also finished grinding...

"It seems that Bai'er has cultivated this soul at the beginning"

The painting saint said with relief...