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Wei Han had to change his cultivation plan.

Restrained by the surveillance of others, he carefully reins himself and disguises himself every day.

He no longer practiced penance all day long, but chose to start preparing for a counterattack in a planned way!

First of all, Wei Han took the time to refine the Demon Pill Thunder Beads every day, and these Thunder Beads were very inconspicuous, so even if he was being watched, he was not afraid of exposing anything.

Once he has accumulated enough thunder beads, he can refine the super-large "Equality of All Living Beings", and at least he will have the confidence to die together!

In addition, he would also find time every day to ponder and practice divine exercises.

If this mysterious old man really wanted to take him away, then the divine soul was definitely the top priority, although Wei Han had never tried to take him, but the classics in the Scripture Pavilion clearly recorded many cases.

The Retaker needs to be stronger than the Soul of the Dispossessed!

Once the seizure is successful, then everything will be occupied and swallowed up by the victim, and the soul will inevitably be completely erased, and the death path will no longer exist.

But Wei Han is immortal and immortal!

What would happen if he was taken away?

Will it fail to give up, or will it be completely taken away, and then everything will be encroached upon by the other party? This is a question that has no answer for the time being, and Wei Han doesn't dare to gamble with everything he has!

"Since the old immortal tried his best to persuade me to cultivate the Ten Thousand Transformation Blood Infant Technique, it means that this technique is of great benefit to him, and he should not mess around until I successfully break through to the Yuan Infant before I practice this technique, so I still have a few years to prepare!"

"If a monk who has just broken through to the Yuan Infant wants to fight against a powerhouse above the Divine Realm, the difficulty is definitely no less than that of ascending to the sky, and the chance of successfully defending is almost zero!"

"But I have the system in hand, and the battlefield is in my sea of consciousness, so there may be a glimmer of life under the desperate ......"

Wei Han pondered in his heart, and gradually a trace of madness gradually appeared!

Since the other party doesn't give him a way to live, how can he be restrained? It's a big deal to hold the idea of ending up together, and keep blowing yourself up in the sea of consciousness!

There is a big difference between the self-explosion of the divine soul and the self-explosion of the Jindan!

The self-explosion of the divine soul will not be like the self-explosion of the golden pill, which will produce a physical shock wave to blow up one's body into a blood mist, but will produce an illusory divine soul storm that will shatter all consciousness, and the person who self-destructs will often end up with the soul destroyed and will never be reborn.

However, Wei Han is immortal, he is sure that even if his soul explodes by itself, he will only suffer the pain in the process of self-detonation at most, and then the system will automatically restore him to his original state.

Therefore, he can completely use the mode of self-explosion of the spirit to fight back.

Once the other party's soul enters his sea of consciousness, it is equivalent to stepping into half of the ghost gate, and his own territory is in charge, can the soul explode can't destroy him?

"Even if the other party's soul is ten thousand times stronger than mine, it will be weakened in the self-explosion of the soul again and again, and it will be completely defeated in the end!"

"It is rumored that once the seizure starts, it can't be stopped halfway, so once he makes a move, I don't even have to worry about the other party running away!"

"This life-and-death battle is destined to end with my victory."

Wei Han hooked his lips and smiled, he already had a rough plan in his heart!

However, for the sake of peace of mind, he still activated the divination function, and for his own crisis, after deducting 2 million merits, the system quietly popped up a prompt.

[This divination is the hexagram of Xia Kun Shangqian, there is a tiger falling into the pit is unspeakable, it is easy to go forward and difficult to retreat, you should be careful and stick to the defensive, so that there is no time for Ji Tai to come! 】

"Oh?"

Wei Han immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Judging from the hexagram, his coping plan is still decent, at least in the face of this lifeless situation, he can still have a medium hexagram instead of a lower hexagram, but he can give it a fight.

Think of it!

Wei Han decided to suspend all cultivation plans for the remaining few years, and only focused on studying how to increase the power of the divine soul's self-detonation in order to deal with this relinquishment crisis.

However, he rummaged through the billions of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion classics that he had collected in his mind, and he couldn't find a spell that could increase the power of the Divine Soul's self-detonation.

After all, if you think about it, you know, who would study this thing if they have nothing to do.

Even if this kind of spell is studied, it is not very useful, and if you are not careful, you will die violently, and a fool would not dare to play like this, so Wei Han obviously can't find a ready-made spell to refer to.

But meditate!

Wei Han found that the secret technique of the Explosive Pill that he had auctioned at the auction before was still very in line with the requirements with a little magic modification.

The secret technique of exploding the pill is to stimulate the golden pill with a special technique, so that a small explosion will occur inside the golden pill, which will not let the golden pill really blow up, and can take the opportunity to burst out with a powerful spirit yuan far greater than before to attack and kill the opponent.

The jade slip introduces this secret art with a total of six layers!

The first layer can burst twice the power, the second layer doubles, the third layer continues to double, until the sixth layer can fully multiply to 64 times the strength.

Suppose Wei Han changed this Explosive Pill Secret Technique to one or two and applied its instantaneous explosion method to the self-explosion of the Divine Soul, wouldn't it be able to greatly increase the power of the self-explosion?

"This idea should be feasible, the soul power crystallization in my sea of consciousness is similar to the Jin Dan, it is completely possible to mistake it for another form of Jin Dan, just a few more experiments!"

When Wei Han thought of this, he was suddenly full of confidence!

He began to take time out every day to study the secret art of Demon Transformation.

Relying on the advantage that he is not afraid of injury, he constantly experiments in the sea of consciousness, runs risky again and again, and finally finds a set of effective law skills.

And because it is a test in the sea of one's own consciousness!

No matter how big the movement is, it will not attract the attention of the outside world, Wei Han is just making small movements under the nose of the old man, but the other party knows nothing about it.

Inside the Iceberg Tomb!

The corpse-like old man continued to absorb the vitality of Jianmu exuded by Wei Hanyi, and his originally shriveled skin gradually recovered a little, and his complexion was inexplicably much better.

"Not enough, still not enough!"

"Little brute, you can hold your breath!"

"But don't be in vain, no matter how deep your scheming is, you can't escape the control of this seat, you can only obediently become my stepping stone to the avenue!"

The old man muttered to himself!

But as soon as he finished speaking, his originally better complexion dimmed again, and there was still a faint black aura of curse on his body.

This black qi was wrapped around every corner of his body, and even his soul was entangled, and the old man's thin face once again appeared with pain, and the breath of the whole person continued to plummet, as if he was suffering from some kind of torture.

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

"I'll be able to get rid of it soon, God won't kill me!"

The old man's face was distorted in pain, and he was smiling sadly, and the terrifying atmosphere was particularly permeating in this ancient tomb.

(End of chapter)