Chapter 655 Ten Thousand Soul Clones are refined

The sky was as dark as night.

In the ruins of the inner gate of the Imperial Immortal Gate, a tall and thin man dressed in white with long blood-colored hair and a shawl, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, walked forward.

After receiving Leng Haishan's news, Jiunu had an idea.

The bronze mirror in his hand, though it was a forgery given by the Holy Lord of 17. However, this bronze mirror is indeed used by the 17 Holy Lords, and there are some divine senses of the 17 Holy Lords on it!

The Nine Slaves used their great supernatural powers to find the traces of the 17 Holy Masters through the remaining divine sense.

"17 The Holy Lord must have a connection with Emperor Zhong! otherwise, with her cultivation, it would be impossible to pass through the Ancestor Protector Spirit and the Great Array and enter the abyss!"

"Since she can come in, it is Emperor Zhong who lets her in!"

"As long as you find her, you can find Emperor Zhong!"

Nine slaves searched all the way forward.

Although he used the Great Divine Power, after all, the 17 Holy Masters had not appeared for a few days, and the divine consciousness left along the way was quite thin, and the Nine Slaves could only rely on their senses to find it slowly.

"I hope the master is still safe!" Nine slaves searched all the way, and a few days later, they came to a clear spring waterfall.

Through the clear spring waterfall, you can see the tumbling transparent water under the ruins.

"17 The divine consciousness of the Holy Lord is now gone! Look at it!" the nine slaves walked directly into the waterfall.

Outside his body, there is a layer of invisible spiritual power. When he walks over, he automatically separates the water, and when the waterfall falls a certain distance outside of his body, it will be retreated by this force.

After walking into the waterfall, Jiunu's eyes lit up, "The traces left by the 17 Holy Lord are even heavier!

Under this waterfall, in the hidden space, the traces left by the 17 Holy Masters will not dissipate for a long time, and the Nine Slaves are easier to lock.

Walking all the way along the path passed by the 17 Holy Lords, after walking for a while, the Nine Slaves no longer need to look for the traces of the 17 Holy Lords.

"Below this ruin, there is actually a flame leyline! Emperor Zhong refining the Ten Thousand Spirits clone, he must need the flame leyline!! It seems that he must be down there!"

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Meanwhile.

In the blazing underground world, the pretty faces of the 17 holy lords dressed in palace clothes were attached to the transparent window outside the furnace and looked inward.

When she saw this, her pretty face was shocked, "Ten thousand spirit clones, it's almost refined!"

According to Emperor Zhong, as long as the immortal root source in the mountain and river mirror is used up, and there is golden light at the bottom of the furnace, it means that the ten thousand spirit clones are about to be refined!

"Hurry up and inform the lord!" 17 The holy lord hurriedly ran away.

Among the star-absorbing stones, Ding Hao looked at the small bald head that had been formed outside, and sneered. I secretly said in my heart, if I take away this little bald head at this moment, "Big Brother" can cry somewhere.

However, Ding Hao didn't dare to act rashly, because he didn't know much about the Ten Thousand Spirits clone, and if he destroyed this treasure, it would really be a remorse. Therefore he would rather wait a little longer than act recklessly.

After a while, I saw Emperor Zhong striding over.

At that time, Emperor Zhong's cultivation reached the merger period, but he couldn't enter the Mahayana period! Only then did he want to refine this ten thousand spirit clone, but after millions of years, he had not been refined, and he was finally about to succeed at this moment, how could he not be excited in his heart?

At this moment, even Emperor Zhong, who has lived countless years, is a little out of shape.

"Ten Thousand Soul Clone!" Zhong Huang looked at the golden light in the furnace window, his eyes shot out a strange light, and then, he turned around and ordered, "The Ten Thousand Souls clone is still missing the last step, stay outside, and no one is allowed to approach my formation!"

"Yes!" 17The Holy Lord bowed and stood aside.

Emperor Zhong raised his hand to lay out a formation, enveloping the Creation Furnace in it.

"Open it for me!" Emperor Zhong opened the prohibition and jumped onto the top of the Creation Furnace, and with a dozen more spells in his hand, he lifted the lid of the Creation Furnace halfway.

When the lid was lifted, a golden light suddenly shot out and shot up into the sky!

"Give me back!" Emperor Zhong's eyes widened, and he stretched out his big hand and grabbed at the void!

This golden mang, is the aura of heaven and earth!

The birth of the anti-heaven treasure of the Ten Thousand Soul Clones should be enlightened to the heavens. When the time comes, whether to send down the punishment of the heavenly calamity or send auspicious clouds to congratulate is a matter that God can decide.

However, Emperor Zhong couldn't let this aura escape.

Heavenly Tribulation and Xiangyun, he doesn't need it!

In that case, it is likely to attract the nine slaves and cause trouble for no reason.

Jin Mang had already broken through the formation laid by Zhong Huang, but he was still captured by Zhong Huang's Void Capture. Then, Emperor Zhong's iron fist clenched, violently shattering this aura.

"Heavenly Tribulation Xiangrui, this seat has never needed it! I used to believe in the will of heaven and earth so much, but what did the will of heaven and earth give me? Hmph, I don't believe in heaven and earth, I only believe in myself!"

Emperor Zhong's eyes shot out a cold light.

Then, he opened his mouth and shouted again, "Come out for me!"

At the mouth of the Dan furnace in front of him, the golden light tilted wildly outward, and in the dazzling golden light, a two- or three-year-old child circled out and appeared in front of him......

"Ten Thousand Soul Clones!" Emperor Zhong's eyes were full of surprise.

However, he knew that at this moment, this clone had not really taken shape! In order to refine it, there was one last necessary procedure, and that was kneading!

Pinching, on the surface, is to pinch out the face of the Ten Thousand Souls clone! However, those who really refine it know that in the end, the method of kneading is quite demanding!

At the beginning, Emperor Zhong used the geniuses of all sects in the world to refine the ten thousand spirit clones, but the kneading failed. Then, he used all the monks in his sect to refine, but he also failed in an instant when he kneamed it! But fortunately, at that time, he was quick to see and use the mountain and river mirror to collect half of the ten thousand spirit clones, and kept them until now.

Now, the original half-cut Ten Thousand Soul Clone, plus the Immortal Root Source obtained this time, has once again refined the Ten Thousand Soul Clone.

"This time, I won't fail!"

For millions of years, Emperor Zhong had been hiding in the crystal jade, and he didn't know how many millions of times he had practiced!

Ding Hao hid in the star-absorbing stone, and his heart was secretly frightened. If he had acted rashly just now and put away the Ten Thousand Souls clone, maybe this little monk would have been ruined! Moreover, even if the little monk was not destroyed, it would be very difficult to succeed in the perfect kneading!

I saw that Zhong Huang's hand speed was like a flash, and he couldn't see it clearly, and when he looked at it from the outside, Zhong Huang's hand was like light and shadow, and the afterimage left in people's eyes made people feel that Zhong Huang seemed to have thousands of arms.

Zhong Huang was engrossed, without a trace of distraction, and every time his hand stretched out, there was only one movement! There would never be two movements in a coherent manner! This was the experience he had groped out for millions of years! Each movement only used one movement, constantly stretching out, pinching, retracting, and stretching out again......

With his movements, the appearance of the boy in front of him slowly became clear.

This boy is handsome and handsome, and Emperor Zhong has been stumbling for so many years, and he has already built a perfect portrait in his heart! This is a treasure that he spent millions of years refining to refine, and in every way, it needs perfection!

Just as he pinched the last stroke, in this underground space, a loud bang sounded out of thin air, boom!

Emperor Zhong frowned.

Although he prevented the aura from telling the heavens, he couldn't help but refiner this kind of anti-heaven treasure, and the endless aura in all directions, and he had to inform the heavens about it! This is not because the surrounding aura has an IQ, but the lowest law to decide!

Therefore, a spiritual explosion is generated, informing the will of heaven and earth.

If you come to this underground world at this moment, you can see that there is an amazing number of colorful clouds gathering in the sky, and in the sky, the colorful clouds turn into the light and shadow of dragons and phoenixes, flying back and forth!

Although this spirit clone is against the sky, it is not forbidden by heaven's will, so it did not send a heavenly calamity, but sent auspicious clouds to congratulate.

Now.

In the midst of a sea of fire, a man in white was walking quickly.

When he heard that spiritual explosion, surprise shot out in his eyes, "It's not good, could it be that this guy Zhong Huang has finally refined into a Ten Thousand Soul clone?"

"Hurry up!" the figure of the nine slaves flashed, and they had already appeared at the end of this sea of fire. Then his figure flashed again, and he didn't know how far he had already crossed.

Soon, he saw that in the distance of the sea of fire, there was a Dan furnace standing, and a black-armored man was sitting on the Dan furnace. Not far from the Dan furnace, there was a palace beauty, who was none other than the 17th Holy Lord.

"Finally found you!" Nine Slaves sped up, and the red hair in white clothes moved, and pounced on it.

"Unapproachable!" 17 The Holy Lord's eyes burst into flames and he met him.

"Get out!" Nine Nu's eyes flashed sharply, and he waved his big hand.

The 17 Holy Lords of the Infant Transformation Period did not have any resistance at all. was directly swept away by a blood cloud that appeared out of thin air, and in front of the nine slaves, she had no ability to resist at all!

Nine slaves fell with their feet and stood outside the formation, he saw that Zhong Huang was busy inside, and slapped his palm on the formation in front of him, "Break!"

Boom, the light curtain of the formation was vibrating, but this was the formation laid out by Emperor Zhong, and the power of the nine slaves was difficult to break. The nine slaves had another palm, palm after palm, to break this formation.

In the light curtain, Emperor Zhong didn't reply, his eyes looked at the young child, his face was ecstatic, "It's successful, it's finally successful!" Haha, after millions of years, I don't believe that there is a successful day!"

Outside, no matter how the nine slaves attacked the formation, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

He reached out and grabbed a ray of wisdom from his brow, and pressed it to the child's brow. This is the will of his Zhong Huang, his Zhong Huang's spiritual power, this is like refining the ten thousand spirit clones!

The Ten Thousand Soul Clones are not able to be combined after refining, they still need to be cultivated, and now, to put their spiritual power into their bodies, there is not much difference from ordinary refining clones.

When this step was completed, Emperor Zhong nodded with satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, the flame in the creation furnace was extinguished. Then, he put the Ten Thousand Souls clone back into the Creation Furnace, "Go back to the furnace to recuperate, and I'll deal with the hateful Nine Slaves first!"

Bang dang.

He closed the lid of the furnace, rolled over, and fell from the furnace.

There's another chapter later. R1292