Chapter 57: The Perfect Spiritual Root of Domineering

There were not 10,000 people watching the assessment in the back mountain, but 8,000.

In one of the densely populated areas, there was a tall, ordinary-looking young man with four scratches on the left side of his face that looked like tattoos.

He looked at the picture and his eyes lit up, and immediately said loudly to the people around him: "This assessment is getting more and more interesting, why don't we make a bet and see if Yan Han and Sima Jie defeat Song Jue, or Song Jue defeats Yan Han and Sima Jie?" ”

"What's the gambling method?"

"Little Four, do you still have spirit stones as a bet?"

"I said Tian Si, you have the most tricks, but, I like it, add me one, haha......"

The young man's name is Tian Si, he is wearing the clothes of an outer disciple, his face is excited, he wipes the lock on his waist, and with a wave in front of him, a gambling table appears, making some people who don't know him all stunned.

"He even carried a table with him?"

"Perhaps, this is gambling addiction!" A lot of people are shaking their heads, feeling a little incomprehensible.

"I'll be the banker." Tian Si's eyes lit up and said to everyone: "Suppress Song to win, buy as much as you want, buy Yan Han and Sima Jie to win, the odds are doubled, if you don't distinguish the winner, hehe, I'm sorry, I'll kill it, how about it?" ”

Everyone groaned slightly when they heard this, now that the three of them are injured, Yan Han and Sima Jie joined forces to face Song Jue, the result is really uncertain, as for both defeats, it is not impossible.

"Tian Si, you kid can calculate, what kind of pressure method?"

"Press, a low-grade spirit stone."

"Then I'll press Song Jue, uh, three, five lower grade spirit stones."

"Yan Han and Sima Jie are not good at stubble, I will press them, two pieces."

"Song Jue, ten spirit stones."

"Yan Han and Sima Jie, a low-grade spirit stone."

"Can I crush both?"

"Then you come to the bank!"

"No, no, no, I'll suppress Song Jue!"

......

Just when everyone was betting on who would win or lose, Song Jue stood up, his face was gloomy as water, but his heart was relieved.

"It seems that they didn't pass, and I overestimated the two."

Song Jue sneered, looked at the approaching Yan Han and Sima Jie, the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised, and said, "You guys didn't leave after taking the kernel, are you here to find death?" ”

"Shameless, don't even think about taking the inheritance order today." The cold did not show weakness, the cold on his body was pressing, and the cultivation of the nine times of casting the spirit broke out directly.

Song Jue laughed and said, "Hahaha, ridiculous, even you two wastes can stop me?" ”

"Sister Han, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him." A hint of gloom flashed in Sima Jie's eyes, and a feather fan appeared in his hand.

The three of them fought without saying a word, and for a time the fog dispersed, the wind howled, and broken ice fell anytime and anywhere.

Song is worthy of being the pride of the first day, and in the face of the two major prides, he can still not fall behind, which really amazes everyone.

Especially those who are involved in gambling are even more nervous at the moment, praying in their hearts that the person they are pressing will win.

"Both defeats, both defeats......" Tian Sikou looked dryly at a large pile of shiny spirit stones on the table, his eyes glowing.

Just as the three of them collided by the magma lake, small cracks appeared on the surface of the fiery red altar on the magma lake.

......

The aura on the altar had been absorbed by Chu Wei, and even all the spirit stones and pills in his empty sac had been consumed, but there was still no aura to break through.

At the same time as Chu Wei's heart shook, he also began to become anxious, as far as he knew, the spirit casting period could be cast nine times at most, and if he broke through the spirit casting nine times, he could enter the next realm, the Dao foundation stage.

And he doesn't have exercises, and he doesn't know about the Dao Foundation Period, so it is basically impossible for him to enter the Dao Foundation Period.

Therefore, Chu Wei couldn't figure it out, since the nine times of soul casting had been completed, and it was impossible to achieve the Dao Foundation Period, why did his own golden spirit root still go to the dantian to absorb spiritual energy?

Do you want to cast a spirit for the tenth time?

Ten times of casting spirits, Chu Wei had never heard of it at all, but the moment this thought appeared, Chu Wei was short of breath, and his mouth suddenly opened.

"Maybe others can't cast a spirit ten times, but if it appears on me, it is completely reasonable, just because I am a perfect spirit root!"

"Since ancient times, there have been clouds, nine is the extreme, ten is perfect!"

"It must be right." Chu Xiao's heart was like a mirror, there was no spiritual sea in his dantian, and the entire dantian was almost occupied by spiritual liquid.

The book introduced that the maximum spiritual sea will not exceed fifty percent of the dantian, which is the limit of nine times of soul casting, and now Chu Wei cooperates with his golden spirit root to absorb the spiritual energy frantically, he has a feeling that as long as the spiritual liquid fills the dantian, he can successfully cast the spirit ten times.

But now, the aura on the altar has been absorbed by him, and the aura is beginning to be in short supply.

Moreover, faintly, the spiritual power in his body still has a tendency to be loose, Chu Wei knows that this is an opportunity, once he misses it, if he wants to enter the current state, I am afraid it will be difficult.

"Oops!"

The spiritual energy became less, and the spiritual power in Chu Wei's body had no supply, and it began to flow backwards, no matter how hard he tried to run his cultivation, it had no effect, and he couldn't stop the flow of spiritual power......

Chu Wei was in a hurry, there was nothing in the empty bag that could replenish the spiritual energy, and the rest were poison pills, and at this time, there was no other source of spiritual power for Chu Wei to break through......

Chu Wei sighed secretly, he could only let the aura he had just absorbed pass away, and there was a deep sense of powerlessness and bitterness in his heart, such a good opportunity, but it was wasted because of the lack of spiritual energy, and a lot of spirit stones and pills were wasted.

Chu Wei gave up, but the golden spirit root in his body didn't do it.

Rumble~

Chu Wei's dantian was shocked, and he was filled with an incomparably brilliant golden light, ignoring Chu Wei's flesh and blood, and the golden mangs broke out of his body, making Chu Wei a golden man at this moment.

After the golden mangs came out of their bodies, they did not disperse, but gathered into strands of golden ropes, which attached to the ground of the altar like tentacles, and found a suitable position, and drilled into the altar.

Then, a trace of mysterious power was actually absorbed from the altar in a domineering way along with the golden rope, and it was injected into Chu Wei's dantian in a frenzied manner.

"It's ...... The Perfect Spiritual Root is really ...... It's too domineering! Chu Wei didn't know when he opened his eyes, and when he saw this scene, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, but he didn't expect that there was still a mysterious power in the altar.

Fu Zhi Soul, probably this is the feeling, Chu Wei immediately closed his eyes, and cooperated with the golden spirit root in his body to absorb and transform that mysterious power.

It was at this point that faint cracks in the surface of the altar appeared.

The spiritual fluid in Chu Xiao's dantian became more and more full, and slowly recovered to ninety, ninety, nine, nine, two......

Looking at the dantian that was about to be filled with spiritual liquid, Chu Wei's heart was surging and nervous, he didn't know what it was like to cast the spirit ten times, and if it was discovered, what kind of sensation would it cause?

It didn't take long for the three Tianjiao to fight, and when the fight was raging, there was a loud bang from the altar behind them.

Rumble~

The entire altar rose sharply.

With such a movement, whether it was the three great Tianjiao or the people watching the battle in the back mountain, they all looked at the fiery altar in disbelief.

Song Jue, Yan Han and Sima Jie each retreated, their faces were shocked, and they all looked at the altar, not knowing what was going on?

"Huh?" Yu Chengfeng's face changed, and he controlled the picture of the Xuanguang Mirror to move towards the altar, but he could never see the situation inside the altar clearly.

The Great Elder also stared at him, and said to Yu Chengfeng: "Let's take a look first, there is a seal on the floating altar, and the Xuanguang Mirror can't detect it." ”

Everyone talked about it, and for a while, everyone had different opinions.

"Won't fight?" Tian Si's face was stunned, and his spirits were greatly lifted.

Immediately afterward, the golden light of the fiery red altar on the magma lake flashed, and then disappeared, and a breakthrough aura dispersed, rolling in all directions, and even flying sand and rocks rose into the air with black smoke.

Song Jue's face changed drastically!