There were dark spots in the three clusters of green light, and the corners of Mu Wen's mouth were dripping with saliva, they were carefully raised by the old man Mo Wukong, and one was worth five thousand regiments of ordinary souls. The first thing that came to mind was to refine them into sword spirits, but the souls were catalyzed by the old man's blood witch, and with the vicious surname, even if they were refined into sword spirits, they were not too sure that they could be subdued.

Mu Wen would not let them go so easily, took a step back, and thought of a better idea.

"Unsheathed. ”

With a whisper, a hundred middle-grade sword spirits flew out of their bodies.

Then released a cloud of green light soul in the ring, it looked very restless, and after coming out, it wanted to drill out of the cave, but unfortunately the huge hole entrance had been blocked by the sword spirits. The soul that realized the crisis was annoyed and ashamed, and hit it three times in a row, and suddenly eight sword spirits were broken, but fortunately, there were more than one of them, and the next one was immediately blocked.

The sword spirit has a spiritual connection with Mu Wen, and when he was attacked by the soul, a small half of it went to Mu Wen's mind. Bearing the spiritual impact, Mu Wen fainted and fell to the ground several times, this green light soul was much more powerful than the one he grabbed from the Nine Shadows Gate. It's a pity that it hasn't been conceived yet, otherwise the evil spirit from the Spirit Emperor realm will be hit by a spirit, and then Mu Wen will be able to roll his eyes.

"Drink!" Finally surrounded the sword spirits and the green light soul, Mu Wen's eyebrows tightened, his ten fingers were grasped, and he whispered to the soul: "If you want to run, where can you call the shots." ”

As the voice fell, the soul became even more uneasy, and the light the size of a hair was rudely bitten and sucked into the sword body. The process was very slow, and after a long time, the color of the sword spirit changed, mixing blue and green, and gradually turning into a dark cyan, and as more and more souls were sucked up, the color changed again.

The sword spirits gradually changed from dark blue to dark blue, but a little deeper than before.

Among them, the two sword spirits that had absorbed a lot of weight trembled slightly, their bodies were a little larger, and there were more flickering silver lights in the dark blue.

Mu Wen was happy in his eyes, these two sword spirits really fought for themselves, and they were upgraded from middle-grade sword spirits to high-grade sword spirits.

Three hours later, five more sword spirits were upgraded to top-grade sword spirits.

On the other hand, the green light soul has become smaller, and there is no ability to resist. Like a sheep, it was devoured by the hungry wolves of the sword spirits to strengthen its soul, and after nine hours, it let out a terrible wail and completely disappeared into the stone cave.

Mu Wen, who was soaked with sweat all over his body, looked outside the cave, it was as dark as mist, and it was already the second night.

Looking at the results, the sword spirits that were broken at the beginning have long been restored, and a total of twenty-one sword spirits have been upgraded from the middle grade to the top grade, and the rest of the sword spirits have not been upgraded but their breath is much stronger. Many of them are about to break through, and the faint silver light that can be seen in the dark blue is teasing the eyes.

Mu Wenyan controlled a high-grade sword spirit to hit the stone wall, pierced eight meters in the blink of an eye to the outside, the hole collapsed, and the broken stone flew in and held it in his hand. Tightened his hands, and simply slashed at the stone wall with the strength of his forearm, easily cutting out large shards, which were several times better than the medium-grade sword spirit.

I couldn't help but sigh that a cloud of green light souls had increased the power of my sword spirits. Mu Wen thought in his heart, if he only let one sword spirit absorb the power of the soul, I am afraid that he would be able to upgrade from a middle-grade sword spirit to a refined sword spirit or even a red forging sword spirit in one fell swoop.

It itched when he thought about it, but Mu Wen put this thought aside after thinking twice.

How long does it take for a single sword spirit to absorb souls? It's too long, you must know that it took more than twelve hours for a hundred sword spirits to be on the table.

"Hehe, quantity is better than quality. Mu Wen muttered to himself, picked up the cold and hard bear meat to fill his stomach, reluctant to spend time sleeping, and released a cloud of green light soul for the sword spirit to eat.

The dark cavern, the creepy soul emits light, and time passes silently from the outside world little by little.

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Muwen forgot how long he had been in the cave.

To this day, the wild bear, which was bigger than his own body, had finished eating, and looked at his clothes, which had become sour and yellow and smelly under the continuous sweat. It didn't directly let the sword spirits swallow the green light soul like the first time, and Mu Wen, who was physically exhausted, divided the time period, almost rested for a while and then started for a while, not to mention the past ten days.

His eyes and cheeks were a little puffy, his lips were dehydrated, and droplets of blood were spilling from the cracked corners of his skin, and he licked the fishy smell.

Looking at the sword spirits, Mu Wen smiled with relief from the bottom of his heart.

One hundred top-grade sword spirits, a full hundred! When the third group of green light souls was sucked up, it just so happened that the last sword spirit was also upgraded from a medium-grade to a top-grade one. Feeling their different atmosphere, Mu Wen felt that the hard work of these words was not in vain.

"Return. ”

Mu Wen said in his mouth, and when the sword spirits returned to their bodies, a large burst of continuous spiritual power surged into every corner of their bodies.

The sudden change was not unexpected, the sword spirits became high-grade from the middle grade, and the spiritual power brought to Mu Wen naturally rose, but it didn't take long for the problem to appear. The sword spirit has only returned to the forty-two handles, and Mu Wen's body can't accommodate it, and the full spiritual power is so strong that the flesh and skin show signs of bursting, but the remaining sword spirit is still as eager to enter as the prodigal son who has returned home.

The nest was so small that the sword spirits had to struggle to squeeze this nest bigger if they wanted to come in all.

The pain made Muwen's face hideous,

If you don't stop it, a fool will retreat at this time, and there has been no sign of a breakthrough in his own realm for several months, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce at this moment. It can be said that Mu Wen is in pain and happy, his eyes are closed, his legs are crossed, his ten fingers are crossed, and he is trying to stay awake, running the Nine Shadows to guide the spiritual power to circle and circle in the meridians in his body.

Wherever the spiritual power passed, it was like a hot flame burning blood vessels and flesh and bones, and it was as if it was being poured by boiling water, washing wave after wave.

The body was so hot that green smoke filled the cave.

The advancement of normal spirits was not so painful, and Mu Wen was very rude and forced to advance at the moment. A sickly flush appeared on his whole face, and a muffled snort couldn't help but come out of his mouth: "Ah..."

The torment lasted for a while, and when it became numb at a certain moment, a crisp sound suddenly "bang" shook out from Mu Wen's cavity.

Immediately afterwards, the inexplicable liquid as cool as the autumn breeze swept through the body, driving away the burning heat, and every corner and every cell was vividly enjoyed the baptism.

"Successfully breaking through, it is already a third-order spiritual martial realm. Mu Wen happily patted his numb leg and tried to stand up.

The cold and coolness faded before the fun was finished, and it came and went quickly, and the burning of blood and bones reappeared, and when he squinted, the dark blue spiritual power enveloped him. The spiritual power that the sword spirits brought to Mu Wen was more than that, and after the advancement, there was still most of the spiritual power that had not been digested.

"Ahh

Mu Wen, who was happy and sad, snorted and rolled on the ground.

Falling all over the ground, taking off his clothes and hitting the wall frantically.

"Phew. ”

Breaking through the fourth-order spiritual martial realm, the coolness after the advancement came comfortably, but the good times did not last long, and the unabsorbed spiritual power slammed into the body, and Mu Wen screamed in his mouth.

"Phew. ”

After advancing twice in a row, Mu Wen broke through the fifth-order spirit martial realm, and exhaled and pondered that this should be over, but..."Ahhhh

"Phew. ”

"Hehe... Sixth-order Lingwu realm. Mu Wen lay on the ground softly, smiling weakly: "Have you advanced to the fourth order in a row, hehehe, it turns out that cultivation can still come like this..."

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