Chapter 219: Suo Yuan Advances

Looking at the residence order in his hand, Chang'an didn't say a word, his spiritual sense penetrated into it, and when he opened his eyes again, he walked in the direction pointed by the residence order, passed through many crowded streets, came to a row of small wooden houses, found the same position as the residence order number, pushed the door and stepped in. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wooden house is not big, only a few simple furniture, Chang'an took a look, then walked to the window, pushed the window, and looked at the iconic Yangxi Mountain in Yangxi City, but the sunset in the west.

He still remembered that when he was in Qingxiao Sect, he also liked this, pushing open the window and watching the beautiful scenery of the sunset, which was also the most enjoyable scene for him at that time, because his heart would be very calm.

But now, the sunset is still the sunset, but everything I care about has vanished, and all I can taste in the memories is hatred, and sadness, and what I left for myself is no longer peace, but struggle.

Taking a deep breath, he was silent for a long time, immediately closed the window, suppressed the monstrous anger that emerged in his heart, walked to the bed, sat cross-legged, and under the shrinking of his pupils, the forbidden eye immediately opened, and under the diffusion of spiritual consciousness, he immediately surrounded the entire wooden room, layer by layer, the forbidden light film that only Chang'an's forbidden eye could see, continued to unleash, attached to the wooden room wrapped in spiritual sense.

In just a few dozen breaths, the ban has spread a hundred ways, because the strength of Chang'an's spiritual consciousness has reached the realm of melting the sky, the power of this prohibition is even more powerful, even if it is a monk of the Rongtian period, he can't find everything Chang'an did in the wooden house if he scans it with his spiritual sense.

After calming down for a while, Chang'an's fingers pinched, and after a rainbow swirled around him, like a sharp blade that cut through the void, it separated the void behind Chang'an by a crack, and before the crack opened, the red and cold breath immediately came out wantonly, and then the crack opened like blood-red eyes, revealing countless souls wandering in it.

Chang'an's face was as usual, and he summoned a thousand soul pans to grasp in his hands, and under the wave of the flag, spiritual consciousness immediately poured into it.

But seeing the dark and silent space of the Thousand Souls, a touch of brightness suddenly appeared, and the light that suddenly appeared, at an extremely rapid speed, condensed a figure, and under the diffusion of majestic coercion, all the souls in the Panqi space trembled.

"Suo Yuan..."

After Chang'an appeared, he immediately summoned Suo Yuan, but when he saw a black flash, he galloped over, and under the condensation of the raging black flames, a human face with an indifferent face and cold eyes immediately appeared, and when Suo Yuan looked at Chang'an, the cold light in his eyes was instantly replaced by respect.

For Suo Yuan, Chang'an is more relaxed than the first king he faced before, and the aura of the same origin between the two is already doomed, no matter how powerful this Suo Yuan is, he will not make a move against Chang'an, or have any rebellious heart.

Because once Suo Yuan made a move on Chang'an, he almost didn't need Chang'an, and the power of the rules that had been fused into Suo Yuan's body would be able to wipe him out in an instant, so Chang'an felt that it was necessary to make Suo Yuan stronger.

Glancing at Suo Yuan, Chang'an didn't talk nonsense, and made a magic seal with both hands, but seeing the red light behind him appear out of thin air, drawing a blood-spilling rift, as the crack became bigger and bigger, Chang'an grabbed it with his empty hand, and all the souls in the blood moon who had cultivated below the Yuan Infant Stage were all caught by Chang'an and thrown towards Suo Yuan.

Suo Yuan, who was standing quietly beside Chang'an and was motionless, saw this, immediately opened his big mouth and swallowed violently, and the black aura that overflowed his whole body was squirming and flickering, separating out the transformed souls one by one, as for the pure soul power of these souls before his death, all of them were absorbed by Suo Yuan.

The aura of the early Yuan Infant climbed to the top in an instant, so that Chang'an, who was staring intently, almost did not hesitate, divided the remaining Yuan Shen of Fuzong into three, and continued to throw it towards Suo Yuan.

Originally, I was worried that Suo Yuan would not be able to suppress the powerful Yuan Shen in the late stage of Fuzong Yuanying, but who knows, after Suo Yuan swallowed it, not only did he not have any discomfort, but also looked at Chang'an with some unfinished feelings, and saw that the soul of the early stage of the three scattering Yuan Babies split out of Suo Yuan's body and floated into the distance, Chang'an exhaled, looked at Suo Yuan and shook his head bitterly.

From the moment Chang'an got the Thousand Soul Pan, there was an irrepressible desire in his heart, but this desire was suppressed by the head king who could rebel against him at any time in the Panqi, and Chang'an did not consider it.

But now it is different from the past, Suo Yuan's appearance, as if he was conceived, not only will not resist him, but will even become one of his strongest means, especially after devouring all the Yuan Gods of Fuzong, Suo Yuan has naturally advanced to become the soul of the middle Yuan Infant, and it is even more so that the thoughts that have been suppressed in his heart for a long time involuntarily appear in the bottom of his heart.

As we all know, the soul of the dead is evolved from the soul, and the time experienced in this process is impossible to figure out, and Chang'an does not dare to say anything, but with the Thousand Souls, the process of transformation is shortened, and the soul is placed on Suo Yuan, and a new soul is born in just a few dozen breaths, especially if there is no worry about backlash, then Suo Yuan's strength will depend on how many souls to devour.

But the soul is limited after all, even if the Soul Annihilation Finger reaches the triple level, comprehends the blood moon of the soul of the Yuan Shen, and the black lightning, and kills the person who should be killed, it only makes the Soul Pan advance to become a Thousand Soul Pan, and as for reaching the level of the Ten Thousand Soul Pan, it still needs at least six thousand Yuan Shen souls.

And Chang'an's uncontrollable thought in his heart is to find the soul of the Yuan Shen and let the Thousand Souls Pan advance to become the Ten Thousand Souls, so that even if he faces the existence of the late Yuan Infant, he has the power to fight, but the problem is... The soul of the Yuan Shen is only possessed by monks, if you want to get it, wouldn't you want to kill on a large scale, but those who have no grievances with him, how can Chang'an do it.

The primordial gods contained in the blood moon are almost all the people who chased and killed him before, for these people, Chang'an doesn't have any burden in his heart, but if he kills tens of thousands of monks in order to advance the Thousand Souls, Chang'an really can't do it, and this idea was also suppressed by Chang'an at the moment it appeared.

After a long time, he sighed, pinched his fingers to cast a spell, and withdrew from the Thousand Soul Pan, and as he opened his eyes and looked at the Thousand Soul Pan in his hand, he couldn't help but think.

After half a ring, the Three Sects suddenly appeared in his heart, but he was instantly denied by him. Although there are nine corpse towers in the Sanmen Sect, there are still monk Yuan Shen souls in the Hidden Corpse Tower, not to mention for the time being, just the rich death qi, even if there is a Yuan Shen, it has already changed into a dead soul, been refined into a death pill, and integrated into the puppet of the Three Gate Sect.

Moreover, in the corpse hiding tower, most of them are still the corpses of secular mortals, and there are very few monks, even if there are some elder-level corpse pits, even if they have the corpses of monks, their cultivation will not be too high, in addition, Chang'an does not want to have anything to do with the people of the Sanmen Sect, although he has grace and the ancestors of the Sanmen Sect, but he always feels that the people of the Sanmen Sect are a little dark.

Despite this, but some preparations, it is still necessary to do, although Chang'an seems to be ruthless, it is only for the enemy, he thinks that he is not a person who loves to kill, and he can't do it to the point of slaughtering millions of heroes, slaughtering tens of millions of demons, but some people who dare to provoke him, even if they are higher than themselves, Chang'an will never let the other party have a better time.

After thinking about it for a long time, Chang'an couldn't help but temporarily suppress the decision of the Thousand Souls Pan to become the Ten Thousand Souls Pan in his heart, he had a feeling that since he got the Thousand Souls, his killing thoughts became a little heavier, and there was an inexplicable impulse in his heart, which was already twice, at first Chang'an only felt that it was because he wanted to become stronger, but after thinking about it, he found that this Thousand Souls Pan did not seem to be as simple as he imagined.

Glancing at the Thousand Soul Pan in his hand, Chang An put away his mind and began to sort out the magic weapons and many materials obtained from the storage bag, and with the help of time, he sacrificed all these magic weapons that he didn't need to Fan Jian.

The thousand-ton fan sword, under the devouring of many magic weapons, reached a weight of two thousand tons, if it weren't for the fact that Chang'an's spiritual sense was attached to the fan sword, and the aura floated in the air, otherwise I am afraid that with the blessing of this weight, this wooden house could be smashed out of a deep pit by the fan sword.

After the excess magic weapon was absorbed, a large area was also vacated in Chang'an's storage bag, and after summoning a few Yuanying pills, Chang'an retreated and meditated again.

The residence order that was placed in the pile of spirit stones that had been prepared in Chang'an could automatically deduct the spirit stones according to the time when the monk was in Yangxi City, because on this residence order, there was an energy that was connected to the Yangxi City Mountain Protection Array, and as long as the monk was still in Yangxi City, then the residence token would also deduct the corresponding spirit stones.

And some monks who did not choose this practice do not need to put their feet in a meal of spirit stones like Chang'an, they only need to pay the number of spirit stones they live in after leaving Yangxi City, and then they can leave, after all, a very small number of people who come to Yangxi City like Chang'an are here for retreat.

Most monks come to Yangxi City to trade immortal cultivation resources, and natural spirit stones cannot be consumed at will, and why Chang'an chose to come to Yangxi City is just because he doesn't want others to disturb him.

And Chang'an's sitting, is two months, recorded by the Sunrise Brahma, the speed of the consumption of the pill is very fast, eighty percent was absorbed by Chang'an, only two percent was wasted because of Chang'an's mistakes, and those pills that were transformed into pure spiritual power, after being integrated into Jindan, not only made Chang'an Jindan bigger and more dazzling, but also allowed Chang'an to step into the peak of the later Jindan in one fell swoop.

It is only one step away from the real Yuanying cultivation, but this step, in Chang'an for nearly half a year, has no reaction, just like this step, it is the difference between heaven and earth, the difference between heaven and earth, no matter how hard Chang'an works, that step, always blocked by the invisible chasm, always standing still.

No matter how many pills I swallowed, there was still no reaction.