"Nine Turns Divine Hell Plate!"

In his mind, which had no concept of time, Qin Wuxi swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his eyes staring at the huge disc on top of the divine skill with horror, judging from the name Xuan Qingyang said, this thing was definitely not a good thing.

"If you want to cultivate the Divine Soul, urge the Divine Soul to enter the disc, and the disc will slowly rotate, completely crushing your Divine Soul, and then recovering it, and so on. If you can survive it, it will be of great benefit to your soul, but if you can't survive it, it may hurt your body, and it may also leave some sequelae, so if you kid is really brave, you still have to do what you can, don't be too ambitious!" At the end of the words, Xuan Qingyang's voice was slightly serious.

Qin Wuxi nodded, there was an unshakable firmness in his eyes when he looked at the shocking disc, and then his heart moved, and the vast divine soul in the divine palace was surging like a tide, and his own consciousness was also swept out, faintly turning into a vague figure, falling into the light curtain shrouded by the Nine Revolutions Divine Hell Disc.

When Qin Wuxi's divine soul entered the middle of the disc, on the gorgeous disc of hundreds of zhang in size, the mysterious ancient lines quietly brightened up a little, and began to rotate slowly at this time.

"Come on!" Qin Wuxi gritted his teeth and said.

An irresistible invisible force immediately enveloped his divine soul, and under such a terrifying force, Qin Wuxi instantly lost control of his divine soul, and immediately after, he found that the figure formed by the convergence of divine souls began to collapse inch by inch between the slow rotation of the disc!

At the same time as the figure of the divine soul collapsed, an indescribable severe pain came from the erosion of the divine soul!

The disc still rotated slowly, as if nothing could stand in the way between heaven and earth.

At this time, Qin Wuxi's body, between the unslow and unpleasant rotation of the disc, twitched slightly, dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, silver teeth were clenched, and the corners of his mouth were even more crimson.

Only if you have experienced this so-called severe pain firsthand, I am afraid that you will feel that life is better than death!

Qin Wuxi gritted the root of his teeth, and the severe pain made his head constantly feel dizzy, but he tried his best to maintain the last trace of clarity of his mind, desperately not letting himself be overwhelmed by the flood-like pain.

"Bang"

Under such painful suffering, the figure of the divine soul in the disc seemed to have reached the time when the oil was really exhausted at this time, as more and more cracks, the figure of the divine soul trembled suddenly, and after a while, as if overwhelmed, it suddenly burst open, turning into countless divine soul origins, and was crushed away by the Nine Turns Divine Prison Disc.

The figure of the Divine Soul burst out, turning into countless Divine Soul Origins, and on the disc, the mysterious lines slowly brightened up at this time, and then, a gentle white light suddenly poured out from the disc, enveloping Qin Wuxi's Divine Soul Origin.

The white mangs seemed to be filled with strange energy, and under the repair of the red energy, the divine soul origin that Qin Wuxi had already drifted away actually began to slowly condense together.

A figure that was more condensed than before, under the convergence of countless divine soul origins, gradually took shape, and after a while, the divine soul figure recovered again.

Qin Wuxi's eyes were filled with shock, this disc was so magical, in his senses, after standing up like this, his divine soul seemed to become more condensed.

"Nine turns of the Divine Prison Plate, a total of nine turns, one turn is even more turned. Now it's just a turn, you almost can't bear it, it seems that your divine soul is still too weak" Xuan Qingyang looked at the figure of the restored divine soul again.

Qin Wuxi nodded, now that he had almost lost his mind with one turn, if he suddenly opened the second turn, he was afraid that he would be wiped out in an instant.

When the figure of the divine soul was solidified again, before Qin Wuxi could say anything, the sharp pain that made people crazy before, was swept over the world again!

"Bang"

Another popping sound sounded, Qin Wuxi's divine soul was once again crushed into countless points of light, a white light enveloped him again, and a more condensed figure resurfaced.

Xuan Qingyang's figure was suspended on a plate, his hands were clasped in front of his chest, a little interest appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I want to see how many times you kid can survive ....."

When he got this Nine Turns Divine Hell Disc back then, he had also cultivated in this disc, and that kind of boundless severe pain made him feel palpitations even now, and he didn't know which madman had such crazy thoughts and came up with such a self-harming cultivation method.

"Bang bang...."

In the chaotic space, the sound of crushing and exploding gently came out, sounding in this silent space, and every time the sound sounded, Xuan Qingyang's heart would tremble.

Hundreds of zhang of ancient disc slowly rotated, under the disc, the illusory figure of the divine soul, in the disc without a single rotation, will be crushed into countless points of light, and then under the illumination of a white light, it will solidify again, and the cycle will continue to recur.

"Ten times...."Xuan Qingyang stared at the domineering figure shrouded in the disc with a slight gaze, the banter in his eyes had already subsided, and he stared at the young man in the disc in surprise.

He could perceive that the latter was actually already at the end of the crossbow, and with his Divine Soul in the middle stage of the Tai Void Realm, he was afraid that he would only be able to hold on to this disc eight times at most, and then he would be powerless, but he would just hold on with a will.

"Bang"

There was another crisp sound, Xuan Qingyang's heart was faintly fluctuating, this little guy was a little resilient, determined, unshakable, and seemed to be a little different from other teenagers!

Just as Xuan Qingyang was sighing, an invisible and almost transparent divine soul figure slowly floated out of the Nine Turns Divine Prison Plate, and finally stopped in front of him, looking extremely weak.

"It's okay, kid, let's stop here today, the first time I can last until eleven times, it's already very good" Xuan Qingyang smiled with relief. "However, cultivating like this for a long time is not of much benefit to yourself, I suggest that you cultivate once every two days, let the divine soul cultivate well, and then come to cultivate, otherwise I am afraid that you will fall into sequelae!"

Qin Wuxi smiled reluctantly and nodded lightly, although he was extremely weak and exhausted now, he felt that his divine soul was much more condensed at this time than before, it seemed that this Nine Turns Divine Prison Disk really had a great effect on cultivating the divine soul, but the process was a little more painful.

Xuan Qingyang didn't say anything more when he saw this, and as soon as his body moved, he turned into a streamer and disappeared.

Next to the bonfire, Qin Wuxi slowly opened his eyes, there was a deep exhaustion in the depths of his eyes, this was not the fatigue of the body, but the exhaustion from the divine soul, he shook his head, twisted his stiff neck, and smiled bitterly, it seems that cultivating the divine soul also has a great consumption of his own essence and spirit.

But there is no way, the Divine Soul is already extremely difficult to cultivate, and now that there is a rare way, naturally it cannot be abandoned!

Although the process is painful, if you want to get power, you have to pay a little price after all, which is much luckier than being confused and groping around!

...................

In the next four days, Qin Wuxi would enter the Nine Turns Divine Prison Plate every two days to cultivate his divine soul, and in this kind of continuous destruction and rebirth after destruction, Qin Wuxi could clearly feel that his divine soul had at least doubled compared to before.

After eating the marrow and knowing the taste, Qin Wuxi cultivated even more frantically, in just four days, he was already able to persist fifteen times in one turn, such crazy cultivation made Xuan Qingyang couldn't help but secretly curse the madman.

And just after stepping into the Qingyun Mountain Range for nearly eight days, Qin Wuxi finally came to the edge of the mountain range, standing on the top of a mountain, Qin Wuxi looked back at the vast mountain range, covered by dense forests, from time to time there would be a burst of beast roars, and a little nostalgia flashed in his eyes, here, is the first stop for himself to go out to cultivate!

Qingyun City Mujia

In the spacious hall, the figures are scattered, and a depressed and heavy atmosphere is quietly condensed, so that the hearts of the people are like pressing a big stone, and even the wheezing sound is unconsciously weakened a lot, in the hall, it is very quiet, and the needle drop can be heard!

In this hall, almost all the core personnel of the Mu family gathered together, but at this time, they all lowered their heads slightly, and their eyes did not dare to look at the first place, there, a black-robed man was sitting quietly, it was Shen Tong!

Although there was no look on Shen Tong's face, anyone could feel the madness and killing intent surging under that expressionless face!

In the center of the hall, Mu Dingfeng also lowered his head, his body trembled slightly, obviously a little uneasy and fearful in his heart.

"Haven't the four people who went to arrest Qin Wuxi have not returned?" Listening to the report of his subordinates, Shen Tong opened his mouth indifferently, and his voice sounded a little lunar and hoarse, which made people feel cold.

"Commander, those four brothers have not been heard from so far, and they may be at a critical juncture, maybe they will be captured in the near future," a black spirit soldier suddenly knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

"Impossible, I already told them when I gave the order, no matter whether they succeed or fail, they must return to Qingyun City within seven days" Shen Tong frowned, and his face was gloomy.

Now it seems that those four people are probably already fierce and auspicious, but among those four people, there is one Condensing Source Realm Sevenfold and three Condensing Source Realm Sixfold, it is simply easy to arrest Qin Wuxi, as long as he does not provoke the beast king in the mountain range, even if he faces the existence of the eightfold Condensation Source Realm, he may not have the strength to fight, is it really the whole army annihilated?

He didn't believe that there was a stupid enough existence in the Black Spirit Army to automatically provoke the Beast King level, if it wasn't a natural disaster, then it would be man-made, who would it be, who would dare to attack the Black Spirit Army, could it really be Qin Wuxi?

A ridiculous thought flashed in his heart, and he was immediately denied by himself, not long ago, in the Quartet Martial Arts Meeting, even if that little guy tried his best, his combat power was barely able to defeat the ordinary martial artists of the Seven Layers of the Condensation Source Realm, how could he be the opponent of the four Black Spirit Troops who had been tempered by iron and blood, but Shen Tong felt a little uneasy in his heart, and a sense of irritability still arose.

"Damn Mo Yuchen......."

Thinking of the initiator of all this, Shen Tong couldn't help but scold angrily, his eyes almost spewing out of substantial anger, and a violent source power surged everywhere, making people shudder.

"Commander Shen, what are we going to do now?" Mu Dingfeng said with a gloomy face.

Two days ago, the Black Spirit Order and the Black Spirit Army dispatched by Shen Tong from the army had arrived in Qingyun City, and hundreds of Black Spirit Army, carrying a monstrous killing aura, pointed directly at the Qin family, blocking the water around the Qin family, and forcing the Qin family to hand over Qin Wuxi.

Qin Hao naturally led the Qin family to resist up and down, Shen Tong watched coldly, looked at the Qin family with a desperate look, and sneered, just with this group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it was simply a mantis arm as a car.

Immediately, with a flick of his palm, hundreds of black spirit troops moved in response, and the battle was about to break out in the blink of an eye.

However, at this moment, Mo Yuchen came with the entire Qingcheng army, the two armies faced each other, the black clouds overwhelmed the city, and the killing intent was all over the sky!

Just as Mo Yuchen said to Qin Wuxi in the City Lord's Mansion at the beginning, the person who abolished Mu Yuntian was Qin Wuxi, what was wrong with the Qin family, if Shen Tong resolutely wanted to move the Qin family, then he would naturally try his best to protect it.

Shen Tong gritted his teeth and clattered, and his eyes were cold and wanted to devour people, but he knew that what Mo Yuchen said was true, if there was no proper reason, it would be impossible for him to capture the people of the Qin family for no reason in front of everyone, otherwise if this matter was stabbed to His Majesty today, it might ruin their plans for many years, and then he would really become a sinner for the ages.

"Mo Yuchen, don't be complacent too early, the show is only about to start now"

In the hall, Shen Tong palmed his hand, and a black token was quietly clenched in his hand, revealing a slightly strange look on his face, and then sneered.

"Do you think that's the end of this?"