On the fifth floor of the Sword Pavilion, as Sikong Haoran stepped in, the terrifying soul coercion fell like the furious waves of the sea.

His body, every part of his body was under unimaginable pressure, and those powerful arms, every step forward, was making a subtle crisp sound, which was the sound of subcutaneous tissue wriggling.

Every minute and every second, the invisible soul coercion is like millions of steel needles piercing deep into the capillary blood holes, and the most uncomfortable thing is not the body, but the soul.

However, there was a soul refining ding suppression in the soul ocean, and the soul shock that filled the entire space was not enough to make Sikong Haoran retreat.

The space of the fifth layer is much smaller than that of the fourth layer, and in front of the line of sight, the word "sky" comes into view, and with just one glance, the soul power that pokes out seems to have entered the boundless forest abyss.

A heavenly character is so extraordinary, it is enough to see how shocking the fifth layer of the Sword Pavilion is.

Except for Sikong Haoran, there was no one else here, and it was not strange to think about it, if the soul realm did not reach the pseudo-heaven realm, it would be difficult to step into the stone steps of the fifth layer.

The soul light cluster was suspended in the void in an orderly manner, and this time Sikong Haoran did not release his soul power with all his strength, but went to investigate them one by one.

Heaven-level secret techniques, any one of them is enough to make all the mystics in the five domains and thirteen states rush to it, and even lead to the disaster of killing and destroying the door.

And there are no less than hundreds of Heaven Rank Soul Light Clusters here, but no one dares to offend the Sword Sect's Reverse Scale, and having this idea is tantamount to a mayfly shaking a tree.

Sword techniques, soul secret techniques, body forging techniques, body techniques, refining weapons, pills, Sikong Haoran swept over the soul light cluster where they were located, and he didn't lack or need them, because he already had the most suitable one.

Time passed slowly, and before I knew it, half an hour had passed, and finally stopped next to a soul light cluster.

"Soul clone?" Sikong Haoran looked at the four words in the light cluster, and the corners of his tired eyes jumped unconsciously.

Once the soul realm breaks through to the heavenly realm, he can condense the soul clone, he heard his grandfather say that the soul clone is also strong and weak, not only related to the level of the Mud Pill Palace, but also inseparable from the cultivation of the exercises and the condensation of the body.

The earth-shattering battle in the Western Regions Tieling, the catastrophe of the Canglan Sword Sect, the two soul clones that appeared in the Demon Sect Sect Master Mo Crow have their own physical bodies, this point alone, the danger factor of the Demon Sect Sect Master is too terrifying!

Now Sikong Haoran's soul realm has reached the pseudo-heaven realm, and he is only one step away from breaking through the heavenly realm, but this step is close to the end of the world.

It is even more difficult for the soul realm to break through to the heavenly realm than imagined, in addition to the vast soul source, it is also necessary to cast the Mud Pill Palace, and how many amazing and brilliant people in the Hengduan Continent will be difficult to cross this chasm in their lifetime.

Because in the process of casting the Mud Pill Palace, once the huge soul power is out of control, or the Mud Pill Palace is overwhelmed, it will be like a mountain flood that bursts the embankment out of control, and the soul will be severely injured at the lightest, and the soul will be destroyed and die at the worst.

This is also the reason why there are few strongest people in the Heavenly Realm Soul Realm in the Five Domains and Thirteen Prefectures of the Hengduan Continent.

Sikong Haoran was ecstatic, the Mud Pill Palace is now cultivated in the Soul Refining Ding, and a tiny gap has been cracked, when its whole body is covered with cracks, it is the moment to cast the Mud Pill Palace, and at that time, the soul realm will also break through the Heavenly Realm in one fell swoop, and condensing the soul clone has become the top priority.

He was feeling annoyed that he didn't have the experience and knowledge in this area, and he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and reached out to grab the soul light in front of him.

"Boom!"

The soul light cluster erupted into a fierce attack, and in an instant, Sikong Haoran's soul stinged like a needle prick.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The pupils were shocked, the eyes narrowed suddenly, the scalp was numb for a while, and he took three steps back in a row before stopping his body, and the soul refining ding in the soul ocean let out a call, and then overflowed the pure soul power.

"It's terrifying

's soul attack, it doesn't seem to be easy to view this Heaven Rank Intermediate Soul Light Cluster!"

Sikong Haoran bared his teeth, the discomfort of his soul was completely eliminated under the repair of the Soul Refining Ding, and his steps continued, and the soul power of the pseudo-heaven realm condensed into a soul needle, which pierced into this soul light cluster with the momentum of thunder.

Kiss!

With a crisp sound, the enchantment of the soul light cluster shattered in an instant, and a milky white soul jade was immediately held in the palm of Sikong Haoran's hand.

According to the rules of the Sword Pavilion, the soul jade cannot be taken away, but with the soul power of Sikong Haoran's pseudo-heaven realm, it is easy to memorize the contents of it.

The soul power penetrated into it, and a torrent of words poured into his soul ocean in an instant.

If it had been placed in the past, this torrent of words would have made Sikong Haoran suffer and be devastated, but at this moment, there was no discomfort in the slightest.

It contains a detailed record of the condensation of the soul clone, the whole process of giving spiritual wisdom, and tempering the physical body and the materials required, and there is even an introduction to the casting mud pill palace, which made Sikong Haoran ecstatic.

With this information, he didn't have to tremble like a blind man touching an elephant, but the materials needed to temper his physical body put Sikong Haoran in a dilemma for a while.

"Soul Yuan Xuanjing, Kurong Zhenyan, Soul Infant Demon Salivation, Thousand Illusions Jialan ......"

He had never even heard the names of many of these materials, and some of them even had to be obtained at great expense.

He knew that there were chambers of commerce in all regions and states of the Hengduan Continent, and they would often auction off rare materials in this area, and Sikong Haoran, who had never worried about gold and silver, now knew how precious this thing outside his body was.

Throwing away the distracting thoughts in his heart, the most important thing to solve at this moment is the mystery of the Soul Refining Ding, the feeling that Murong Yingxue gave him, as well as the thoughts from the Soul Ocean Soul Refining Ding, brought him a crisis, a kind of life and death warning from the depths of his soul.

Sikong Haoran's pupils were clear, cold and piercing the soul, and the soul power of the pseudo-heaven realm swept away from the soul light group suspended in the void again.

Half an hour... Half an hour... An hour...

"Whew!"

Sikong Haoran sat cross-legged in place, his violently undulating chest, the gasping between his noses, and the look of disappointment all proved that there was no information about the Soul Refining Ding in these hundreds of soul light clusters, he looked up and muttered, "Could it be on the sixth layer of the Sword Pavilion?"

Thinking back to what Zhang Hao had said before, with his authority, he could only enter the fifth layer, and if he wanted to enter the sixth layer, unless it was the successor of a certain Supreme Elder, Sikong Haoran suddenly had the urge to scold the street.

"Elder Taishang's heir?" A sigh echoed in his heart, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Since the soul is the thing of Elder Taishang Jun Yue, is it that by accident, I have also become his heir?"

Sikong Haoran gritted his teeth, he was very reluctant to have anything to do with the name Junyue, in his mind, LaCrosse was like a poisonous snake that chose people to devour.

When others get the inheritance, they are all famous, and he is afraid every day when he gets the inheritance, and he doesn't know what is going on, so he cursed LaCrosse fiercely in his heart, scolded from head to toe, and scolded his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Deep in the inner gate of the Sword Sect, in the secluded courtyard, Jun Yue, who was sitting cross-legged, sneezed for no reason: "Ah Qiu! Could it be that Wen Yu's old thing is scolding me?"

In a dark secret room, Taishang Elder Wen Yu suddenly opened his eyes and said in a hateful voice: "Junyue, you old miscellaneous hair!"

Sikong Haoran just muttered a few words in his heart, and the two Supreme Elders secretly set off a gust of rain and wind.

Sikong Haoran, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly got up and resolutely walked towards the sixth stone step of the Sword Pavilion.

Rumble!

When Sikong Haoran stepped into the first stone step with one foot, the soul tsunami of the angry sea was like a stormy sea

It came with a bang and slapped heavily on the top of his head.

The twenty-eight teeth in the mouth were seamlessly connected, as if they would be shattered by this vast soul power in the next moment, and the straight body was clumped in an instant, and the soul was as if it had been hit hard in an instant.

Every pore, every muscle, and every nerve in the body was spasmodic and convulsed in the contraction, and the white knuckles, bulging green tendons and hideous knots of blood vessels seemed to burst at any time......

"The Soul Suppression !! Heavenly"

Sikong Haoran felt it right, this soul coercion was indeed above the pseudo-heavenly realm, below the heavenly realm.

Boom! Boom!

The Soul Refining Ding rumbled in the sea of souls, the immortal golden body spread over every inch of skin in a low roar, the head was raised with difficulty, and then lowered under the pressure, the shrunken pupils bloomed with an invincible will, staring directly at the second stone steps, and stepped on.

In the fifth-layer space of the Sword Pavilion, at the moment when Sikong Haoran's second foot landed, there were a slight ripples of souls, and then hundreds of soul light clusters emitted a faint hum.

"This soul fluctuation! Could it be that he wants to enter the sixth layer now?" On the fourth layer of the Sword Pavilion, Zhang Hao did not leave, he really wanted to see if with Sikong Haoran's current strength and soul realm could enter it.

Although Sikong Haoran had cultivated the Soul Determination, his soul power had reached the Pseudo-Heaven Realm, and his strength had broken through to the primary level of the Sword Emperor, Zhang Hao learned that the Supreme Elder Jun Yue had not accepted him as a disciple!

"The inheritor of the Ancient Killing Domain, the descendant of the Dark Night Hades, could it be that Elder Junyue Taishang has any scruples!?" Zhang Hao's eyes were colored, and he muttered to himself.

Without this permission, if you want to enter the sixth layer, you can only resist the pressure of the soul-tearing soul and step into it step by step, and there is no other way.

Not far from Zhang Hao, a beautiful shadow also looked ahead, she was Yunjufeng Chen Shuying. Between her eyebrows, an inexplicable trace of worry lingered on her.

The five stone steps were like a moat in front of Sikong Haoran.

But he didn't give up, and he didn't pay attention to the terrifying soul coercion.

Even if it is a moat, it can also change the way.

One step at a time,... The third stone staircase... The fourth way, the fourth order...

With only two stone steps, Sikong Haoran spent more than an hour, and at the corner of his mouth, the mottled bloodshot was hideous and dazzling.

After stepping through the last stone steps, you can step into the sixth floor of the Sword Pavilion, and you can find an introduction to the Soul Refining Ding?

Standing on the fourth stone step, the pressure of his soul made him almost out of breath.

Sikong Haoran was like being pierced by ten thousand blades, there seemed to be tens of thousands of demonic beasts roaring in his body, every tiny grain of hemoglobin in his veins, and every cell in his muscles that roared to the sky, were filled with crazy power.

His whole body was soaked with sweat, and his face was as pale as paper, so he stood still in place, recovering his Xuan Qi and soul power, and adjusting his breathing.

Rumble!!!

I don't know how long it took, the void that had been calm for a long time, the moment Sikong Haoran raised his feet, suddenly set off a terrifying wave without warning.

"Ah!!h

Even if he fell into the dark abyss, Sikong Haoran's painful look was not the slightest fear, only the endless madness and persistence.

A groan of pain, from the roar of the soul, Sikong Haoran's distorted cheeks, accompanied by the clatter of bones, stepped heavily on the fifth stone step with his right foot.

If it weren't for the fact that his physique had reached the Blood Exchange Realm, and the Immortal Golden Body Technique had broken through the fifth level, the bones of his whole body would have been broken by at least half under the pressure of this terrifying soul.

Sikong Haoran was lying weakly on the cold floor of the sixth floor of the Sword Pavilion, a scarlet bloodshot seeped out from the corner of his trembling lips again, and his trembling body, shrunken eyes, and hideous corners of his mouth were all laughing.

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