Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Divine Soul Mutates into a Twin Star, Returning to the Yuan to Purify a Sword Cold
Seeing that the sea of soul power was about to dry up, the black hole space that the Netherworld Divine Needle had turned into was also violently exerted, and the infinite devouring power was released, inhaling the water of the dry soul sea, and the last soul power was about to be sucked into the center of the black hole, the world of the golden light soul mirror.
It seems to have spirituality, and the white Guiyuan Stone obviously does not rest, like a willful child, it also suddenly exerts force, intensifying the transformation and throughput of soul power. The black hole and the soul mirror desperately absorbed, and the Guiyuan Stone did not let go, so the soul power of the Sea of Soul Power swayed left and right between the black hole and the white stone, and a tug-of-war was launched, and a strange evenly matched situation was formed.
The milky white power of returning to the yuan was gradually sucked to the middle position, and the black hole space saw the power of returning, just like a wolf seeing a rabbit and a mosquito seeing blood, so he suddenly gave up the absorption of soul power, and instead pounced on the power of returning, and began to greedily devour the milky white and pure power of returning, and then seemed to think of something, or reached an agreement with the return stone, and constantly released the gray soul power in his own world, while the return stone focused on the absorption of soul power, and further increased the transformation of the power of return.
As a result, in the dry sea of souls, a strange scene was formed: a black hole and a white stone constituted two poles that rotated with each other, and between the two poles of black and white, there were two kinds of elemental forces of black and white surrounding, rotating, like two different whirlpools, absorbing, devouring, returning to the element, and purifying. I don't know how many years have been spent in the space of the sea of knowledge, maybe a century, or maybe just a moment, in the end, the soul power and yuan force between the two poles turned from turbulent to calm, gradually balanced and stabilized, and slowly rotated in a trajectory that cannot be described in words, forming two completely different extremes, a black hole, containing the power of devouring, and a white hole, with the ability to return to the yuan. In the end, a natural Tai Chi pattern was miraculously formed.
Two deep space holes were formed, and the black and white Yuan Force was entangled around, and finally finalized, forming a stable Tai Chi soul power world, and the black and white divine soul and the power of returning to the Yuan slowly rotated around the two black and white poles in the soul sea, emitting a deep and mysterious light.
And Bai Butong's soul baby is also divided into two, a milky white soul infant phantom sits above the Guiyuan stone, and the milky white power of the return to the yuan is swallowed inside and outside the soul baby; a black soul infant phantom sits above the soul core of the black hole, and the gray soul power is sucked into the soul baby.
Infinite and Tai Chi. Tai Chi moves and gives birth to the yang pole and the static pole gives birth to the yin static pole and the compound movement. Movement and stillness are the roots of each other. Divide yin and yang. Therefore, "Yi has Tai Chi is to give birth to two instruments." The sympathetic nature of yin and yang gives birth to all things. All things are born and changeable.
Yin and yang are born together, black and white complement each other, and a trace of strange soul power is born from the sea of knowledge, there are black and white, which can be devoured and purified. The Tai Chi world in the sea of knowledge, yin and yang, black and white are distinct, do not interfere with each other, and are interdependent, transformed, returned to the source and purified, and then devoured and corroded, two completely different Yuan forces, but so harmoniously in the soul sea world to accompany each other, not only two sides of the contradiction, but also interdependent one, inseparable, can not deviate from each other.
What's even more incredible is that his soul was actually split into two and turned into two different individuals, this kind of opportunity Bai Butong didn't know whether it was bad or good, but because of this, his soul domain had another ability - the power of returning to the source and purifying.
The so-called power of returning to the source and purifying is that it can turn the true element, soul power and various attribute true power in the world, all kinds of beneficial and powerful energy bodies into nothingness or attributeless yuan power, and at the same time, it can also make everything into the most fundamental and primitive molecule, returning to the essence of nothingness. In addition, there is another ability, that is, it can also purify the energy body and various strange powers that are harmful to the human body, such as necromantic qi and highly toxic power, so that it becomes non-toxic and harmless and becomes a pollution-free green and environmentally friendly aura or yuan force. In a word, it is the power of return, assimilation, purification, and nothingness.
Misfortune and blessing are relied upon, and blessing and misfortune are lurking. "Although Bai Butong's soul domain power has been greatly enriched, just the ability is there, devouring, corrosion, poison, soul dementoring, returning to the yuan, purification and other abilities, but the fly in the ointment is that his own realm is still too low, only the realm of the soul emperor, in addition, the sad thing is that although he is the soul emperor, but the soul domain cannot be released, after all, his soul domain is too domineering, and the soul cannot be controlled, which is like a child holding a cannon, although it looks a little scary, but it is all paper tigers, and there is no strength to control him at all. The strength that can't be controlled, I don't know how much water has been shrunk? Tai Chi Soul Domain is the biggest barrier for oneself, but it is equivalent to binding one's hands and abandoning one's martial arts, and it is completely unusable.
There is no realm emperor, that is, a peak martial king. In addition, his killer weapon was also abolished, the ninety-nine eighty-one Netherworld Divine Needles had completely become part of the black hole, and they could no longer send out a Divine Needle. That is, the needle of the soul silk that emitted a trace of soul silk condensed, although it can still catch the masters of the same level off guard, but it has lost the strength of the original leapfrog challenge.
Originally, Bai Butong planned to re-cultivate, but he found that the cultivated Netherworld Divine Needle could not exist alone at all, and the huge absorbing power of the greedy black and white poles would disappear in an instant. It can be said that in terms of soul power, Bai Butong is a beggar worth more than 100 million, although he has inherited hundreds of millions of family properties, he can't use a penny. How can this kind of helplessness be understood by the world?
If he wasn't strong enough, Bai Butong would have burst into tears at this moment. After cultivating the soul power, he was immediately robbed, and he couldn't attack with the help of his soul power, the only thing that made Bai Butong happy was that the spiritual power was still there, and he could still fully apply the detection ability, which might be a great luck in misfortune!
The current Bai Butong is just a quasi-martial emperor who has opened the largest cheat. Able to use spiritual power, to know oneself and know the other, although it can't be said that it will be a hundred battles won, but there is no problem in dealing with some of the martial emperors, the power of the true yuan is still strong, the true yuan is attached to the breath of the necromancy, and it can also burn the soul and the realm while being sharp, it can be said that the confidence of the challenge of leapfrogging is still there, but there is nothing that can be done about the martial emperor above the martial emperor.
Although there is only one word in the face of Emperor Wu, escape. However, Bai Butong is still very happy, after all, the soul power world has mutated, once he can be promoted, so that he can exert even one-tenth of his strength, he should be able to sweep the Martial Emperor, now that his strength is low, it is better to keep a low profile.
The soul power world can only do this for the time being, or rely on the sword to speak, Bai Butong couldn't help but slander.
One soul sea world has become two, and the strength is not enough Originally, this made Bai Butong become cautious when facing Brother Guanxi, after all, a variety of means emerge in endlessly, just like an immortal Xiaoqiang opponent, it is an incomparably headache to put anywhere. Therefore, Bai Butong decided to fight quickly, no longer just defending and not attacking.
When the surprise in Bai Butong's eyes disappeared, his face became calm, he was no longer obsessed with the fall of the realm, and raised his sharp gaze to look at Second Brother Guan. Second Brother Guan also became surprised, he didn't know what went wrong, with the help of a piece of jewelry in his hand, Brother Guan Xi found that Bai Butong was still a ten-star martial king, and the realm had not dropped at all, so he was a little confused.
What's going on here?
The Guiyuan Stone actually failed, and it didn't even let Bai Butong drop one level. Brother Guan Xi felt particularly speechless, this Guiyuan Stone was reluctant to use it for thousands of years in the family, and he used it today, but it had no effect at all, which made him embarrassed. Guiyuan Stone is known as a divine stone, even if the martial god sees it, he will run immediately, because as long as someone uses the divine soul to launch, he will be hit within a hundred zhang, even if you run from a hundred zhang to the ends of the earth, it is inevitable that you will drop one level. If the Martial God is hit, it will be a tragedy, how many tens of thousands of years will there be a Martial God, if it is demoted, hehe, the tears of bitterness are estimated to be able to drown the entire Hanshan City.
At this time, Brother Guanxi is indeed exhausted, all the hole cards are exhausted, and the result is nothing, of course, if he knows that Bai Butong is a double cultivation of soul and martial arts, Brother Guanxi will not have the expression of his dead father and mother like now. Because, that Guiyuan Stone had already knocked a Soul Emperor to the mortal dust and turned into a Soul Emperor who could not exert only one ten-thousandth of his strength, he knew that his Guiyuan Stone was not in vain.
As he spoke, Bai Butong's sword had already been drawn, and he saw the cold light of the arena flashing, like a piece of flying snow drifting by, and the wood domain that Brother Kansai tried his best to exert, in the sword mang, turned into pieces of sawdust, fluttering in the air, and flying with the sword light in the air, just like the season of flowers, accompanied by the fragrance of all kinds of flowers, the beautiful stamens compete in the sun, and the butterflies and bees dance, constituting an extremely dislocated picture. The poetic sword, written and sketched in the air, tore the wooden field like a web to pieces and turned into ashes.
The Jindan realm of the Martial Emperor is a natural control skill, limiting, restricting, when you are endlessly restricted by the realm, it means that you are not far from defeat.
In the blink of an eye, the wood realm disappeared from the space, and along with the disappearance of the domain was the figure of Brother Guan Xi, and in the last bit of sword light, Second Brother Guan fell under Bai Butong's magical sword again, becoming a good stepping stone for Bai Butong to reach the peak of martial arts.
Without stopping, Second Brother Guan quickly left the Martial God Temple, and when he walked out of the temple gate, Second Brother Guan looked towards the arena again, as if he wanted to firmly remember that figure, and his eyes were full of helplessness and vicissitudes of unwillingness and blood.