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In the past, the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, among the sects in the border lands. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Wu abandoned a miscellaneous disciple, but he was lucky enough to get the ancient inheritance, although it was incomplete, but this opportunity was that even some super forces, super sect true disciples could not be compared.

The mysterious dark gold severed arm that contains the inheritance was hidden in his body by Wu Qi, and there are still a lot of good things left in it, and the five regiments must contain the source of the inheritance of the ancient supernatural powers, plus a large cocoon that he does not dare to move now and is entangled by the power of countless laws.

The source of the inheritance of the five regiments, Wu Qi's original plan was to enter the realm of returning to the void, condense the primordial gods, and can truly exert the power of the ancient supernatural powers, refining them all, cultivating together, and truly letting his combat power skyrocket.

But now it seems that it is going to be advanced, and under the threat of his life, he can't care so much.

"Well, if it is.......... If you can't do it, you can only take risks. ”

Wu Qi's palm, which had already been withdrawn, stretched out again at this time, touching towards the last pale golden light cluster, the source of inheritance.

Without any obstacles, Wu Qi's palm immediately touched the source of the last inheritance.

"Hum" "Drink"

The front was still very normal, but when that wisp of golden light turned into a stream of rest and poured into Wu Qi's soul. Immediately, Wu Qi noticed the difference, and this dividend flow seemed to be richer and more intense than any of the previous ones. Wu Qi's already somewhat weak divine soul power was swept away by this dividend before he could refine it.

"Not good"

The upheaval happened suddenly. immediately hit Wu Qi by surprise. I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good. He was only a little weaker in his soul power before, and his mood was a little unstable, so he was taken advantage of by the Shura bloodline in his body to rebel.

Now that breath flow has directly dispersed Wu Qi's divine soul power, wouldn't it be equivalent to letting that Shura bloodline have no hindrance at all, and it can drive straight in, occupy Wu Qi's mind, and completely turn him into a Shura who only knows how to kill.

However, his worry only appeared for a moment, because in the next moment, he found that the divine soul power that had been dispersed by him was immediately forcibly gathered by that breath flow. And at that moment, Wu Qi's divine soul seemed to have devoured some "elixir", and it skyrocketed in an instant.

Don't say that it gives the Shura bloodline power in the body a chance. At that moment, Wu Qi even had an illusion that even if he used the power of the Netherworld again to strengthen the power of the Shura bloodline, he would be able to suppress it in one fell swoop.

Of course, Wu Qi wouldn't really do this, but he couldn't stop the excitement on his face at this time, refining five inheritance sources in a row, and finally there was a turnaround in the last one.

The last source of inheritance, although he washed away his divine soul power as soon as he entered Wu Qi's sea of knowledge, it was still refined by Wu Qi. The ancient supernatural power contained in that breath. It was also known by Wu Qi, and it was perfectly integrated into his divine soul, and he could start cultivating with just one thought.

And unlike the three desolate ancient supernatural powers he got before, what Wu Qi got this time was really useful to him.

"Quenching the Soul"

From Wu Qi's mouth, he gently spit out two words.

The bitterness on Wu Qi's face was gone, and it turned into excitement, and he was already happy. Originally, with his state of mind cultivation, he would not be able to obtain a kind of desolate ancient supernatural power. But now it's different, after all, not long ago, what he faced was a real life-and-death crisis.

The existence of the Shura bloodline in his body is not enough, the key is the "island" under his feet. It was in this void crack that it was constantly being cut by the chaotic airflow. A radius of thousands of miles may not be able to resist even a year. Before this, if Wu Qi didn't leave here, what was waiting for him would be death.

No matter how arrogant he was, he wouldn't think that with his current cultivation and combat strength, he could survive the endless chaotic air current. Even if he is a strong person in the Dao, if he does not have special means, if he accidentally falls into the whirlpool of the chaotic air current, he is afraid that he will also end up in death.

Although Wu Qi is still on this isolated island, it is not that there is no hope at all before.

"This soul quenching technique, like the magic power of ** and soul dementoring, is also one of the origin avenues of the three thousand avenues in the primeval era, and the soul path has evolved. It's just that it has only one function, which is to constantly refine and strengthen the cultivator's divine soul power. As for how much it can grow, it depends on how much the cultivator can comprehend. ”

"With this technique, refining and strengthening my divine soul power only needs to be to the point where I can suppress the power of the Shura bloodline in my body. When the time comes, if you use that boundary-breaking technique, there is at least a fifty percent chance that you can escape. ”

Wu Qi estimated in his heart that although there was only a fifty percent chance, it was much better than the previous despair.

Just when Wu Qi wanted to continue thinking, he suddenly swept away from the corner of his eye, and immediately saw that at the edge of the isolated island under his feet, several gray spirit snake-like chaotic air currents suddenly swept over, directly tearing off a large piece of the cracked earth, and "devouring" it in the blink of an eye.

This scene caught his eyes, and Wu Qi's face immediately changed.

"I can't delay any longer, I'm afraid that there won't be even a year left. ”

Originally, I wanted to think about it more, but after seeing that scene again, Wu Qi immediately had no other thoughts.

No matter how much dust there was on the cracked ground under his feet, Wu Qi's figure was directly lowered and sat cross-legged on the ground. A pair of eyelids are squinting, breathing, pulse, and heartbeat ........ Immediately it began to become weaker, and even gradually disappeared. But in the sea of his consciousness, the power of the divine soul was unprecedentedly excited.

The soul quenching technique had been refined by him, and it was naturally integrated into his divine soul.

After his mind sank into his body and all distracting thoughts were abandoned, hundreds of ancient words appeared in his soul, huge and incomparable, and every word was full of ancient meanings, like pictures and patterns, and incomparably mysterious. Wu Qi didn't even have time to think, but when his mind touched the first ancient character, he had no other thoughts at all and was immersed in it.

"Click"

This voice suddenly sounded in Wu Qi's Divine Soul World, and it was like thunder, and it fell with a bang.

After this voice appeared, Wu Qi only felt that his world immediately lost all other sounds and existences, except for the earth-shattering thunder that constantly resounded, nothing else could be heard or felt.

"Thunder"

It was still the rumbling thunder, but for some reason, Wu Qi seemed to hear an ancient voice, coming from the depths of heaven and earth, like the first voice when chaos first opened. It shows that between heaven and earth, there is this sound first, and then there are living beings.

The meaning is mysterious, as if there really is a heaven and earth reason, and any living being must be completely lost and immersed in it when they hear it. At this time, Wu Qi, his soul, had long lost his autonomous consciousness, immersed in a world with only ancient thunder, and was completely unable to extricate himself.

And at this time, in the sea of his consciousness, patches of white mist were surging. It was Wu Qi's Divine Soul Spiritual Mist, but any human cultivator who had not condensed the Yuan Shen before condensing the Divine Soul Power in the Sea of Consciousness would condense such a spiritual mist.

Wu Qi is a peak cultivator of the gods, because of the power of the ancient remnants of the mysteries, Wu Qi's divine soul power far exceeds that of ordinary peak cultivators. Although it is not as good as the characters who have condensed the primordial gods among the powerhouses who return to the void, they are not weak at all compared to the monks of the half-step return to the void level.

When Wu Qi was immersed in the world of ancient characters and thunder, he didn't know what had happened, and his divine soul spiritual mist began to skyrocket like crazy, and a thick spiritual mist poured out out of thin air, so that the spiritual fog, which originally only occupied half of the area of Zhihai, began to expand its "territory" in a big way, and in just a few hours, Wu Qi's Zhihai had a full half of the area, which was completely covered by his spiritual soul spiritual fog.

If other monks were to see this scene, even if they didn't look at the cultivation, they would immediately guess that this person was the best in the half-step Returning to the Void Realm, and he was only one step away from condensing the Yuan Shen and stepping into the Returning Void Realm in one fell swoop. It's a pity that Wu Qi was immersed in that world and couldn't extricate himself, so he couldn't know what happened in his sea of consciousness at this time. If he knew, he would have been ecstatic.

It was only a few hours, just the first ancient word, and it made his divine soul power skyrocket. If...........

"Boom...."

Wu Qi's soul, the world in which he was immersed, suddenly the originally rhythmic thunder, changed. It became extremely hurried, it became extremely sharp, as if it was urging something. Wu Qi, who was originally immersed in it, woke up in this sudden change of thunder. Before he could react, suddenly the sound of thunder came into his ears, but it was no longer enjoyment, no longer immersed in Wu Qi's mind, but completely filled with pain.

Wu Qi obviously didn't expect such a change, as soon as he woke up, he immediately felt that there was a sledgehammer in his soul, constantly hammering Wu Qi's mind, and a ** pain immediately hit, making Wu Qi almost unbearable and about to wail.

**The above punishment, as long as the monk can forcibly cut off the connection between the mind and the body and bear it easily, but this pain appears within the soul, even if it is a peerless powerhouse, there is no second choice but to endure.

Wu Qi is now a divine soul body, even if it is a "wail", there is not a single sound. It's just that at this time, in his sea of consciousness, the white spiritual mist that had been constantly breeding, when Wu Qi began to suffer pain, suddenly accelerated his speed, and it was even more crazy than before, and a large piece of divine soul spiritual mist appeared out of thin air and fused with Wu Qi's divine soul.

Knowing the sea, the blank area began to disappear in large numbers, and it was occupied by Wu Qi's crazy and growing Divine Soul Spiritual Mist.

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