Chapter Seventy-Two: Soul Cultivation Fruit

These monsters are all undead, but they still have dried flesh and blood, like a dried corpse that can move.

Qin Hong's heart suddenly felt a sense of disgust, and with a wave of his hands, he directly cast the move of mountains and seas, and suddenly the fifth layer of the palace was completely covered by a sea of flames, and the hot magma seemed to fill every inch of space.

In the rolling magma, the undead were fatally struck by the lava, wailing and scurrying around, but the entire hall was covered in flames.

Half a day later, all the undead were burned to ashes by the flames and lava.

Qin Hong took a deep breath and began to impact the Xuanzong realm!

Qin Hong is very confident, even without the help of pills, he can easily break through to the realm of Xuanzong, if it weren't for Qin Hong's ability to suppress his cultivation before, I'm afraid he would have already broken through!

On Qin Hong's body, the breath is constantly changing, and the inner strength of the more and more refined martial artist spreads out in the body, Qin Hong's body, every inch of the muscles and flesh are squirming, and a faint golden light emanates from the body, accompanied by red flames, Qin Hong is like a huge furnace, exuding light and heat, the breath is hot, and the blood is strong.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, around Qin Hong's body, the space shook, and the momentum on Qin Hong's body suddenly changed drastically.

Qin Hong officially entered the realm of Xuanzong and became a generation of grandmasters!

"Boom ......"

Qin Hong punched out two punches in succession, and the wind whirred, only to see that the space was shaking endlessly.

"What a pure martial artist's internal strength!" Qin Hong now felt that his condition had never been better, and the blood and qi around him were surging, just like a round of the sun rising!

"The strength has been improved again...... Now with the strength of his physical body alone, he has the strength of nearly 200,000 catties!" Qin Hong took a deep breath.

The violent aura on his body slowly stabilized, and now that he had reached the realm of Xuanzong, Qin Hong could already completely control his cultivation aura.

A ball of golden light flashed in the hall, and Ah Jin appeared in front of Qin Hong again.

"Senior Ah Jin, what about that gray-robed old guy?" Qin Hong stepped forward and asked.

"He's just on the fourth floor. This layer should be?? It's going to trap him for a long time!" said Akin.

Qin Hong nodded, and then said goodbye to Ah Jin.

Ah Jin handed over a piece of metal to Qin Hong, saying that it was counted as a reward for Qin Hong's breakthrough this time.

Qin Hong didn't know what this piece of metal was called, but it was slightly heavy, very textured, and had a cold character, a bit like a piece of cold ice, but it was obviously much heavier than a piece of cold ice.

"Senior Ah Jin, what is this?" Qin Hong asked.

"This is Mithril, a very targeted refining material, you will use it later!"

Qin Hong put away Mithril, said goodbye to Ah Jin again, and then left the Prajna Palace.

In addition to the Prajna Palace, he returned to the Purple Cloud City again, and it has been almost two months since Qin Hong entered the Pranya Palace.

In the past two months, Purple Cloud City has been quite noisy, and the gloomy atmosphere in the city has been diluted a lot!

On the road, many cultivators shuttled endlessly, walking in a hurry.

Just as Qin Hong walked out of the Prajna Palace, a cultivator passed by, and happened to see Qin Hong coming out of the Prajna Palace, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and after glancing left and right, he quietly left.

Qin Hong also saw the mystery, and seeing that the mystic had no evil intentions, he also left the Prajna Hall directly and walked deeper into the Purple Cloud City.

The further he went, the more and more mysteries Qin Hong discovered.

Everywhere in the city, from time to time, there are ghosts who come out and fight with these mysteries.

Qin Hong's divine sense kept looking forward, and found that there was a battle line at the front, where the troops from various states were fighting against the souls of the dead, and after a while, soldiers fell, and the cries of the souls were constantly heard.

Qin Hong also wanted to visit inside, but found that his divine consciousness had been greatly suppressed, millions of soldiers were fighting desperately, and the qi and blood were too strong, which played a suppressive role in Qin Hong's divine sense, and the yin and evil qi in Ziyun City also had a great impact on the divine sense.

Qin Hong walked forward and found that there were constantly revenant souls rushing out of the old mansions in the deep courtyard on both sides of the road, and these revenant souls were extremely resentful.

The further you go into the city, the more tragic the fight between the mystic and the dead becomes!

There were already a lot of corpses of mysteries on the road, all the corpses that fell to the ground turned jet black, their eyes were wide open, some of them were cut open by the ghosts, their intestines and internal organs flowed to the ground, and some of the mysteries' heads, hands and feet were cut off, which was miserable.

"Huh......" Qin Hong suddenly saw that not far from the right front, a group of mystics were hunting for the souls of the dead.

When one of the souls died, it dropped a silver-gray round thing, about the size of a fist, which was a little different from the Yin Evil Orb, and seemed to be more pure than the Yin Demon Bead. As soon as the silver-gray round thing fell, it was put away by one of them, and the mystical people were all happy, and it seemed that the thing was worth a lot of money.

Qin Hong stepped forward, wanting to ask what the silver-gray thing was.

When those people saw Qin Hong coming over, they all immediately became vigilant, but seeing that Qin Hong was only a cultivator of the First Rank Xuanzong, they were not as cautious as they were just now.

"A few Xuan friends, may I ask what was falling from the body of the revenant just now?" Qin Hong asked with his fists clenched.

"That's the Soul Nourishing Fruit!!You can swallow it directly, and after taking it, it will directly strengthen the Divine Soul, which will be of great benefit to improving your cultivation!" one of them explained.

"Yes, the Soul Cultivation Fruit has a great effect on the Divine Soul, one of our brothers here was originally still at the peak realm of Xuanshi, so he swallowed a Soul Cultivation Fruit and was directly promoted to the First Rank Xuanzong! This Soul Cultivation Fruit has a very good effect, and there are no side effects, it is many times better than the effect of the pill!" said another person.

"Soul Cultivation Fruit? Directly strengthen the Divine Soul, how can there be such a thing in the world, and it still appears on the body of the dead soul!" Qin Hong became more and more puzzled, this Purple Cloud Valley became more and more mysterious, and the things that appeared became more and more bizarre.

There are so many souls here, so I don't know how many soul nourishing fruits there will be in this Purple Cloud City! It seems that this Purple Cloud Valley is indeed a treasure land of mysteries, as long as you can get a few soul nourishing fruits, then it is worth risking your life to break into Purple Cloud City this time......

"Brother, my name is Yue Sang, these are Wu Kui, Zhang Tianying, and Xu Chu, and we all met in Ziyun City. Do you want to join our team? We are weak, and in this Purple Cloud City, only by forming an alliance can we not be easily bullied!" said the man in green clothes who had answered Qin Hong's question before.

These people are kind, it can be seen from their willingness to answer Qin Hong's questions, and Yue Sang saw that Qin Hong was only a first-class Xuanzong, but he also invited him to join the team, so it can be seen that he is not a snob.

But Qin Hong was going to find the team from Youxuanmen who came to the Purple Cloud Valley this time, so he couldn't team up with them, so he could only shake his head and refuse.