The windmill and snow were fluttering, and the terrifying power pushed out by the coercion and spiritual pressure turned into a wide palm and pressed down, which was the supreme oppression that only soul cultivators could emit. Le Shi and Lan Shuang'er deeply felt powerless, they were not the opponents of Windmill Snow at all, if they made a move, they would be defeated in a flash.

He is a true genius, not only has his meditation power reached 2.0, but even his own cultivation is a Jindan secret realm. This realm alone is far from being able to match itself.

Zhuo Yifan squinted his eyes while releasing his soul to inspect, only to feel that the other party's spiritual power was strong, and the qi and blood in his body were extremely powerful, he originally thought that the Jindan Secret Realm was just a small span higher than the Sanxuanfu Realm, but now it seems that this has crossed the distance of heaven and earth.

Even, he could clearly perceive that when the windmill snow burst out of breath, there was an inexplicable push force in the surrounding air, and the windmill snow seemed to be the master of a piece of heaven and earth, high above, and the power of the whole world could be accommodated for his own use.

The Jindan Secret Realm is also known as the Nine Turns of the Jindan, at this time, the Barbarian Pill or Soul Pill condensed during the Sanxuanfu Realm will undergo changes in the origin, and it will automatically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and accumulate it, instead of slowly replenishing it through the meditation of the monks.

Therefore, the cultivation capacity of the monks of the Jindan Secret Realm is ten times or even a hundred times higher than that of the Sanxuanfu Realm.

The aura condensed in the golden pill, in addition to calling at will, can also be used to quench the golden pill, the first seven turns of the golden pill are rainbow seven colors, the middle of the eighth turn is black, and the later stage of the ninth turn will be completely transformed into gold.

There is a legend among monks: Jindan has nine turns, one turn and one soaring. Every span is a qualitative leap.

If the windmill snow reaches the realm of Jindan Nine Turns, Zhuo Yifan and the three of them will die here. The height of the nine turns of the golden pill is not something that can be compensated for by absorbing spirit stones at will to increase some meditation power.

"The spirit stone is about to be successfully fused, and my meditation power can be rapidly improved, but it is still difficult to kill the windmill snow. However, there is no problem in saving my life, if only there were more Heaven and Earth Spirit Stones for me to absorb. ”

Zhuo Yifan looked at the windmill snow with his eyes, felt the fierce pressure from his body, and vaguely felt that the soul pill in his dantian released a light red air flow, with a deep power churning, it seemed that he had cultivated an extremely cold spiritual skill, and as soon as he touched it, he didn't feel cold all over.

Not to mention the nine turns of the Jindan, even the first turn of the ordinary Jindan, even a hundred Sanxuanfu realm Great Perfection is not an opponent.

"Windmill Snow, do you want to bring someone to me to the funeral?"

"Hmph, are you afraid?" Windmill Snow's face was as gloomy as water: "Actually, I can leave you alone, after you explode, these two people will be implicated anyway, and sooner or later they will die." It's just that I want them to see what a stupid choice it is to be with you!"

"If you want to accompany the funeral, you have to be able to do it. Zhuo Yifan asked in turn.

"Whether you can do it or can't do it, it's not you, an ant, that the little people can judge. The gap between you and me is like a stream and the sea. Haha, what am I talking so much about you mortal man......"

Almost at this moment, Windmill Xue looked at Zhuo Yifan with straight eyes, and always felt that something was wrong.

Finally, he found out!

This guy is actually talking to himself?

A person who was about to be broken through by the energy of the spirit stone and suffered from being burned could still spare the energy to talk to himself......? How could it be possible! Could it be that he had made any preparations in advance? Or did Aizen give him an elixir that could quickly suppress the energy of the spirit stone? Resist the energy of the spirit stone with his physical body, even the most daring soul cultivator would not dare to do this!

"It must be that this bad old man Aizen has given him an elixir!" "Windmill Snow felt that she had hit the key. If someone can really absorb the spirit stone without any preparation and obtain all the power in the spirit stone, is it still a human being?

It's too late!

"Condensation!"

Seeing the windmill snow and about to do it, the moment of the mistake, Zhuo Yifan finally completed the refining of this level 3 spirit stone, under his loud shout, the ancient talismans all over his body were closely connected with the flesh and blood, and he suddenly opened his eyes in an instant, and the sharp essence light rioted out from the eyeballs, and two auroras, one black and one white, turned into two electric rays and scurried around.

Meditation is skyrocketing!

He applied a soul inspection to himself, clearly feeling the pleasure of the expansion of the value and the growth of power.

3.0！

Absorbing a level 3 spirit stone into his body without reservation, he actually increased his meditation power directly from 1.2 to 3.0!

This is definitely a big miracle for the average person!

But Zhuo Yifan was not complacent because of this, he recalled the experience when his soul penetrated back to the earth, and said that he was in his family. It's easier to meditate into the 10th digit than to eat and drink. So there's really nothing out of the ordinary.

The blazing light gradually disappeared, and the meditation power continued to circulate, turning into white light and water snakes towards the spiritual brain. The spirit brain in the void shook slightly, this shaking first made Zhuo Yifan stunned, and the spirit brain was like a doppelganger at this moment, quietly floating in the void, the same size, the same shape, and the same power.

Two spirit brains, this is the sign of a two-star soul cultivator!

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan was like a beast about to wake up, the brilliance emitted by the spirit stone had disappeared, but the spiritual power that filled his body began to stir like boiling water, and the spiritual power in the spiritual sea cave was more than ten times more condensed than before.

While cultivating the meditation power of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Stone, the spiritual power in the body was also sublimated, which actually made Zhuo Yifan make another breakthrough in cultivation!

The congenital spirit realm is in the late stage of the great consummation!Meditation power 3.0, the spirit brain realm melts into the soul, and the two-star soul cultivates!

A small heaven and earth spirit stone simply brings endless benefits to Zhuo Yifan!

"Meditation power is 3.0! The defense inheritance meditation power limit of the Shura Dao in the Six Realms is 2.0, and it will be lowered soon. "The meditation power skyrocketed by as much as 1.8, and finally the defensive inheritance of the Shura Dao also kicked off, and the two spirit brains suddenly burst out with milky white light. The windmill snow that watched it could no longer control its frightened feelings, and became furious!

"Give Me Death"

His body was vertical, full of murderous energy, and before the words fell, a cold air spread from the palm of his hand, roaring and roaring, grabbing it with one claw, and a hundred elephants were galloping, and the sound was huge, rumbling in everyone's ears.

"The Defensive Inheritance of the Shura Dao - The Hand of Shura!"

Zhuo Yifan didn't dodge either, he grabbed Lan Shuang'er and Le Shi to his side, released his meditation power, and secretly ran the Demon Emperor Sutra at the same time, a pair of big hands full of talismans poured out from the ground, opened his fingers and quickly stretched out, and his ten fingers were intertwined, covering the three of them in the palm of his hand.

The "Buzzing ......" closed all the surrounding spaces, and there was a slight shock, and the violent sound was like the immortal text sung by the ancient demon gods, and it spread in circles with the wind, emitting a beautiful phantom sound.

The six reincarnations, the defense of the Shura Dao is the strongest, once sacrificed, it is difficult to invade by water and fire, invulnerable, and even the strength exerted on it will be eaten back.

Rumble!

The windmill snow grabbed Zhuo Yifan's position with one claw, and broke out with a sharp sound, and the air let out a heavy whine.

His eyes were as wide as eggs, and he attacked so mightily, but the "Shura Hand" never shook it, and successfully resisted the power of hundreds of elephants.

I actually resisted!