The wealth of the five ghost warriors was beyond everyone's imagination, a total of more than 200 demon spirits, everyone chose to divide them equally according to the previous rules, as for some messy potions, they were all thrown to Wang Xia in one go.

This was mainly due to the fact that none of the potions were labeled, and the team had a common trait that no one could accurately identify what type of potions they were.

Regarding this matter, Wang Xia was once again fiercely ridiculed. After all, no matter what, Wang Xia is also carrying the title of an entry-level wizard, but this title is a real title, and Wang Xia said that he didn't know anything about potions.

"What's the hurry! As long as the kung fu deep iron pestle is sharpened into a needle, you know that I will become a potions master one day!" This was Wang Xia's weakest rebuttal, and for this rebuttal, the people in the team chose to ignore it.

Under the moonlit night, after this battle, everyone had a new understanding of Wang Xia's ability. As long as Wang Xia is there, unless it is a high-level ghost warrior who comes to slaughter them, it is absolutely impossible to raid and kill them.

And after suffering this loss, Wang Xia has always opened his Divine Eye, after all, when the Divine Eye is on Wang Xia himself, it is just a passive ability, if it weren't for the fact that he was too meticulous to see anything, Wang Xia would not have been able to do anything with Zhao Ting.

After the war, a post-war summary was indispensable, and Wang Xia didn't listen to this so-called post-war summary at all, and what he did was something that was almost crazy in the eyes of others.

Forty-six demon spirits obtained by Wang Xia were divided into two circles by Wang Xia inside and outside and placed around his body. That's right, he wants to absorb the power of these forty-six demon spirits at once and try to forcibly attack the third chapter.

The Upanishads in the second chapter were not yet understood, so he thought of trying to impact in this way. In the past, they always said what they said with their strength to prove the Tao with their strength, but now try it to know if what they say is reliable.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing that Wang Xia had arranged everything around him and then sat in the center of the circle surrounded by demon spirits, Zhao Ting, who was next to him, opened his mouth wide again in surprise.

"Cultivation, ......" Wang Xia glanced at Zhao Ting inexplicably, then closed his eyes and sat in the center, and as he sat down, the forty-six demon spirits around him were all lit up, and the forty-six silk threads were connected to Wang Xia's body.

And beside Wang Xia, bursts of golden light flashed, and the golden light continued to help Wang Xia smelt the power of the outside world into his body like a melting pot, and then turn it into the power of his holy light.

"Is there a fucking surname on this?" Zheng Qiu was also stunned. Just now, they were still discussing Wang Xia's metamorphosis, especially the fact that he could frantically absorb a large number of demon spirits at the same time, but now in a blink of an eye, they realized that they really underestimated Wang Xia too much.

Twenty-two pieces is not Wang Xia's limit at all, and now people have doubled this and continued to absorb it calmly.

"This ...... Won't this hold you to death?" Lin Tingfeng suddenly had a sense of crossing. Ever since he discovered Wang Xia, Lin Tingfeng felt that this world had become a little fucking unreal.

The power of restoration, the divine eye that sees through the illusion, the terrifying power of absorption, the terrifying dispersal technique, all of these things appear in a person's body at one time, and the effects of these things that have never appeared in the past can be imagined.

"I wonder if he can absorb a hundred at the same time...... If there are enough demon spirits, can he hit the ninth order tonight......" Shui Linglong was also hit, from childhood to adulthood, Shui Linglong is the pearl of the family, especially the cultivation talent, the crossbow and arrows in her hands are like symbiosis with her, she is born to be a crossbowman who kills.

In the past, Shui Linglong always thought that even if there was a genius in this world, she would never be left behind with her hard work, and she has proved this with her own efforts in the past ten years. Even a super genius can't drop Shui Linglong too far.

And in the past few days, Wang Xia has made Shui Linglong begin to doubt her thoughts. Wang Xia's ability is not to mention how terrifying it is, just to say that Wang Xia's speed and efficiency in absorbing demon spirits are by no means comparable to anyone.

People's thoughts are always terrifying, after all, they are not Wang Xia, and they don't know Wang Xia's situation. If it weren't for the whims who ate the Great Prophecy Technique, Wang Xia would have been under the soil by now......

In everyone's eyes, Wang Xia can quickly improve by absorbing the power of demon spirits, but in fact, Wang Xia, who has entered the cultivation state at this time, is a little depressed.

"him, is this shackle invincible?" Wang Xia found that no matter how much power was melted into his body by the power of his holy light, it would dissipate from his body little by little, and then wander between heaven and earth......

"I'm not a plant...... I'm not an oxygen-releasing plant...... Help me break the shackles!" Wang Xia looked forward to it in his heart, but as more and more power separated from his body, Wang Xia finally reluctantly accepted a fact.

The Great Prophecy Technique is indeed very easy to cultivate, basking in the sun, absorbing demon spirits, or getting the power of faith from believers can instantly improve it, but there are no absolutes in the world, and there is no absolute perfection in this world. The same is true of Great Prophecy.

Every volume opened by the Great Prophecy was like a shackle, and unless he found the key to open this lock, no matter how hard Wang Xia tried, he would not be able to push open the door.

In other words, every breakthrough in the Great Prophecy Technique must require Wang Xia to comprehend the things at this stage, to comprehend the mystery of light from the epiphany, and then to reach the peak step by step.

Epiphany...... This kind of thing that generally belongs to the protagonist may sound simple, but it is simple to have an epiphany once, and it is not only a problem for the protagonist to have countless epiphanies in a row......

"The Second Chapter of the Light, the Hymn to the Light...... What the fuck does this mean? Can Light sing?" Wang Xia asked himself, he couldn't see what he couldn't grasp, and if he wanted to make Light sing, unless he could think of another classic example as reading a book, it would be absolutely impossible.

"This is only the second chapter, it's so perverted, if I were given the whole thing of life and death in the future, wouldn't I have to die a few times to find out? Is this a light or a single?" In the helpless scolding, Wang Xia wasted forty-six demon spirits again, but Wang Xia was not distressed at all, after all, this thing was politely sent by "good friends", if he didn't accept it, how could he be worthy of these kind friends......