But when the spiritual power sphere was compressed to the size of a fist, the resistance power inside also accumulated to a great extent, and it was no match for the pushing power of the spiritual sense.

Due to Jin Wen's cultivation, his spiritual sense was already much stronger than that of other cultivators, and he still couldn't think of it.

If there was no other means, Wang Ze could only give up, slowly let go of his spiritual sense, and wait for the next time to continue his efforts. However, due to the condensation of spiritual power, some of it is condensed into solid, and its strength can be much stronger.

However, Wang Ze did not do that.

He was like a gambler who had lost a bet, and suddenly used all the power of his spiritual consciousness to squeeze towards the spiritual power sphere. The force of this desperate throw was enormous, and in an instant, it pressed down a lot of the orb, which was not bigger than a baby's fist.

It's just that the sphere did not succeed in knotting, and the resistance force in it was extremely compressed, and it was bound to rebound back. However, there was no strength outside the sphere to maintain, and when the sphere exploded, Wang Ze's dantian would be greatly damaged, and if it was not good, it might even damage the cultivation foundation.

In the eyes of others, this is an extremely reckless act.

However, Wang Ze is not a gambler with poor character, on the road of cultivation, although he has the courage to block everything, but it is after careful consideration. Without waiting for the sphere to rebound, the colorful tattoos on his body lit up, faintly a large net, which suddenly shrank, retracted into the dantian, and then wrapped the pill, tightened and contracted......

The power outside was suddenly greater than the power of the spiritual power to resist, and under the huge power, the spiritual power began to condense with each other. Pieces of spiritual power crystals formed one after another, and then condensed together again. The size of the orb of spiritual power is constantly shrinking. Until it is only the size of a dragon's eye, but it is heavy. Metallic sheen of gold and silver.

Dan, it's done!

Wang Ze's spiritual cultivation turned into a pill the size of a dragon's eye.

The moment the pill was successfully condensed, Wang Ze felt that there was suddenly an extra core in his body, in the past, the core was the heart, but now, the core is this pill.

In an instant, the essence of his viscera and even the hundreds of bones of his limbs. They all rushed towards the sea of qi and merged into the pill, and these essence qi and blood were one-ninth of the amount in his body. At the same time, there is also one-ninth of the spiritual consciousness that is integrated into the pill.

With the integration of spiritual sense, qi and blood, the pill has become a big circle, but it has a little more spirituality. Wang Ze suddenly felt an inexplicable relationship with this pill, as if this pill was his second life.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding qi was agitated. The qi in tens of zhang, hundreds of zhang square went wild, and along the traction in Wang Ze's dantian, it frantically poured into his limbs and hundreds of bones, but more. Or is it poured directly from the heavenly spirit.

At this time, Wang Ze's heavenly spirit was like an open funnel, devouring the spiritual power outside like a whirlpool, and it was like a bottomless pit. I can't suck it anymore.

These spiritual powers poured in from Wang Zetian's spirit and flowed down Ren Du's veins. It poured straight into the sea of qi and added it to the pill.

This is Dancheng's moment. The process of frantically absorbing the spiritual power of the outside world is the main reason why Ning Dan's strength has increased by leaps and bounds.

The amount of spiritual power absorbed by the outside world varies greatly from cultivator to cultivator, and the higher the quality of spiritual power when building the foundation of the Great Perfection, the more spiritual power will be replenished in this process.

Therefore, when Wang Ze absorbs spiritual power, it is endless.

Even in a spiritual vein, the abundance of spiritual power is almost endless, but there is still a two-zhang vacuum zone around Wang Ze's body, as long as the spiritual power pours into this area, it will be quickly absorbed.

Feeling the change here, Ling turned his head and said, "This kid is finally Ning Dan", and then turned back.

The process of absorbing spiritual power lasted for ten hours before stopping, and this is still because the spiritual power here is inexhaustible, if it is outside, I am afraid it will last for more than a month.

However, when the speed of absorbing spiritual power just stagnated, he absorbed a large amount of spiritual power again, and Wang Ze couldn't help but be stunned on his face, this was a breakthrough to the second layer of Ning Dan.

In this process, he once again had one-ninth of his essence and blood and one-ninth of his spiritual consciousness in his body, which was integrated into the pill, making it more spiritual.

In the end, Wang Ze's cultivation stopped at the peak of the second layer of Ning Dan, and the reason why this was so was the benefit of accumulation.

"It's finally Ning Dan!"

Wang Ze breathed a sigh of relief from the inside out, and when he felt it, he felt that the reborn changes seemed to be more powerful than when he used all his strength to build the foundation.

And at the moment of Dancheng, and when the spiritual power was replenished later, it was a sublimation for his body, and the qi and blood that melted into the pill were not only completely replenished, but also increased several times.

The spiritual sense also advanced by leaps and bounds, and suddenly became much stronger, growing tenfold.

The Heavenly Demon Tattoo also gets benefits, and the micro branch grows wildly, and after Ning Dan, the Heavenly Demon Tattoo is considered small.

He looked inward at the sea of qi again, and in the center of it, a gold and silver pill the size of a baby's fist swirled drippingly, with all the spiritual power in it, and its own essence blood and spiritual sense, it would be more handy to use.

If you look up, the mist no longer exists, and a light descends from the heavenly spirit, passing through the Ren Du vein, and shining into the sea of qi. With this skylight, the speed of absorbing spiritual power in the future will be much faster.

At this time, Ling shot back, appeared in Wang Zezhihai, and said: "My house has been redecorated again, and it is finally not too shabby." ”

He lingered for a moment, looked up, and said, "There's a big hole in the roof, and it's time to move." Then he transferred to Wang Ze's sea of qi and put the demon suppression tower under the pier.

......

Half a month later, looking at the rich spiritual power around him, although Wang Ze was reluctant in his heart, he was about to leave.

Although he has been cultivating in the spiritual vein for ten years, it is possible that he will be promoted to the late stage of Ning Dan, but the perception and combat experience during this period of time will be a blank, which is not conducive to future growth. Besides, if you explore outside, there may be even more valuable gains.

Wang Ze walked out of the broken vein, stretched out his hand again and put his hand on the light wall, and after communicating, the light mask on his body was condensed again, and after fusing with the light wall, he walked out of it.

The passage outside the broken vein was still as usual, and it was pitch black. Wang Ze flew upwards and asked at the same time, "Ling, you have also gained a lot of benefits in the spirit vein." ”

"Concentrate on the road, and be careful of hitting and killing you. Ling avoided answering.

Wang Ze smiled, didn't ask any more, and then his spiritual sense dispersed, burrowing into the cramped passages, looking for a way out and flying upward. Now that his spiritual sense has spread, he can cover two miles of land, which is by no means comparable to a cultivator of the same realm.

Why Wang Ze can have such a strong spiritual sense, Ling also asked, but Wang Ze also avoided answering. Although the two were born as one, they each had their own secrets.

After a long time, when some bright light appeared above his head, Wang Ze knew that it was not far from the ground. After a moment, his expression moved, but he did not change the direction of his flight, and still flew up.

"Boy, stop. ”

When a middle-aged cultivator saw Wang Ze flying out of the ravine, he shouted in an unkind tone, and commanded: "Boy, what's under this ravine?"

The other party's cultivation is obviously higher than Wang Ze's, but Wang Ze's spiritual sense is stronger than him, and his spiritual sense can be separated with a sweep of his spiritual sense, this person is the cultivation of the third layer of Ning Dan, one level higher than himself.

Wang Ze's figure stopped in the air, and replied lightly: "If you want to know, just go down and take a look yourself, if you want to ask for directions, take out an inquiring tone, who is the boy?"

"Huh, pretty crazy boy. The middle-aged cultivator was slightly stunned, and then sneered: "The kid is looking for a fight." ”

The middle-aged cultivator's magic trick was launched, and a green vine with a thick wrist came to his body, and the next moment the green vine with the thickness of a finger grew on this vine, this green vine with green leaves, but it grew in a terrifying attitude, and the number reached hundreds in the blink of an eye, and it rolled towards Wang Ze overwhelmingly.

Wang Ze's face remained unchanged, the familiar magic trick in his hand was pinched out, and suddenly one after another sword blades condensed around his body, and then converged in front of him, strangling forward with a torrent of sword blades.

A thousand blades!

Old spells, renewed power.

Although the sword blade thousand cuts are a spell for the disciples of the outer sect in the foundation building period, but now that Wang Ze uses it, it is extremely powerful and terrifying.

Today's sword blade torrent, there is a momentum that everything can be broken, the power is simply not the same as when building the foundation, the same is a sword blade, when the foundation is built, it is like soft iron polishing, and after condensing Dan, it is forged with steel.

The torrent of sword blades collided with the overwhelming vines, and they immediately strangled each other, and there was a sound of chopping, and the vines were cut off one by one, and the torrent of sword blades slashed forward with an irresistible force, which made the middle-aged cultivator greatly shocked.

The spell level of the sword blade is a few grades lower than the vine of the middle-aged cultivator, but the power is stronger than the latter.

The middle-aged cultivator realized that he had underestimated his opponent, but it was too late to regret it, and as a last resort, he reached out and patted the spirit beast bag, and a cyan bird appeared above his head. This bird is also a divine horse, half a zhang long, with a wingspan of two zhang, flying left and right in the air, very fast. Wang Ze's spiritual sense swept through it and found that it had not yet condensed the pill, but because of its extremely fast speed and iron mouth and iron claws, it was also a great help for middle-aged cultivators.

However, the middle-aged cultivator seemed to be extremely fond of the cyan bird, and easily did not let it get close to Wang Ze's attack, and only when he was unable to support it, did he order the bird to suddenly descend and peck at Wang Ze's shield.

Wang Ze once again used a spell of a thousand blades, forcing it to the middle-aged cultivator, who had a very difficult time to break the last bit of the blade, and the cyan bird suddenly stretched out a pair of iron claws for the sake of the savior, grabbing Wang Ze's shield.

The bird lightning down, seeing that the iron claw was two feet away from Wang Ze's shield, suddenly the golden light sword slashed out, and the bird flashed to the side in panic.

"Evil animal, still want to escape?"

Wang Ze snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and suddenly a piece of ice crystals condensed in the air, although the speed of the bird was extremely fast, but there was still a claw and one wing was frozen, and the speed dropped sharply. The golden light sword is about to be slashed. (To be continued......)