Return of the War God

The ten-meter silver light curtain disappeared, and the figures of Zhou Huo, the red-haired youth, Shen Yushu and Nalan Yan also disappeared. Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed slightly, but he immediately turned his body upside down and clasped his fists at the silver sun in the void and bowed deeply!

"Thank you senior for making it happen!"

This worship is full of Ye Wuque's gratitude from the bottom of his heart. He understands that if Ji Yuanyang hadn't played a silver light curtain, temporarily connecting the two places, he could see the situation of the rest of the people who entered the Yuanyang inheritance, and he would not be able to. Rescue Sima Ao in time and keep him safe in a short time.

Along the way, Ye Wuque had already understood Sima Ao very well, and knew that although he looked arrogant, he was actually very affectionate, the kind of person who would rather die than betray his friends.

Although the contact just now was only a very short time, Ye Wuque had already roughly guessed the purpose of Zhou Huo and the red-haired youth's torture against Sima Ao.

Because on the square just now, Ye Wuque didn't see the three sisters of the Mo family and Lin Yingluo from beginning to end, the four girls seemed to have gone to other places.

However, Sima Ao was seriously injured and was captured by the red-haired youth and was forced to confess. So there is no other reason, it must be that after entering the Yuanyang inheritance, Zhou Huoxiang solved the remaining five people by the way, but for some reason, Mo Clan three The sisters and Lin Yingluo's four daughters escaped temporarily, perhaps because of Sima Ao's desperate efforts to stop them, or because of other reasons.

All in all, the three sisters of the Mo family and Lin Yingluo may have gone to a special place, and this place is what Zhou Huo is eager to know.

So many thoughts flowed through Ye Wuque's heart in an instant, but he was immediately suppressed by him. Ye Wuque understood that if he wanted to solve these troubles, he had to improve his strength as soon as possible.

Because neither the red-haired youth nor Zhou Huo can compete with him now.

And if you want to improve your strength in a short period of time, you can only pass the remaining two levels of the trial road set by Ji Yuanyang.

"Hehe, Ye Wuque, you don't need to thank me. Well, I know you're short on time, so come with me."

Yinyang trembled, and suddenly the silver light was flourishing. Following Ji Yuanyang's voice, the whole room suddenly began to tremble!

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed with silver light, and he couldn't see other things, but he could feel a strange, empty, and ethereal aura.

"Is this a sign of activating the power of space?"

"buzz"

Feeling that he was moved by the void, Ye Wuque found that in front of the power of space, he did not even have the slightest resistance.

"buzz"

The silver light that covered his eyes slowly dissipated, and above his head, the silver sun jumped in the void, and the boundless fluctuations shone in all directions.

After seeing the situation in front of him clearly, Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed slightly and he observed it carefully.

The place more than ten feet away from Ye Wuque's body was a dark area. Only ten feet in front of him was a red stone platform similar to an altar.

"The second stage of the trial road, the exercise of the power of the soul."

Void Yinyang trembled slightly, and Ji Yuanyang's voice continued to say with a hint of pride: "I have been in all my life, in addition to my own cultivation, the power of the soul is also a great help. The power of my soul is extremely strong since I was a child, and the condensed soul of the moon stepped into the After washing the Seven Great Realms, I got a unique fighting skill of the divine soul because of a chance encounter. After practicing, I finally achieved something. This is also an important reason why I can finally raise the power of the divine soul to the divine sense. ."

Having said this, Ji Yuanyang paused, as if he had touched some memories, but soon he said again: "Ye Wuque, this altar in front of you was obtained when I obtained the unique skill of cultivating the soul. Its function can help people who are born with strong spiritual power to purify and condense their spiritual power, and then there is no need to improve their spiritual power only when the cultivation base breaks through. However, the first condensing is very difficult, and there is a great failure. Chances are, if it weren't for the power of the soul, people who were born with strong soul wouldn't even have the qualifications to open it."

"However, you can find my spiritual sense hidden in the three Yuanyang decrees, and the power of the soul is naturally strong. Now, you can reach this small altar and condense the power of the soul for the first time. If you can succeed, then It means that you have passed the second level, and if you can still reach a certain level, then no matter if you can't pass the third level, I will teach you this unique skill of the soul."

After the words were finished, Ji Yuanyang stopped talking, and a silver light spurted out from the void Yinyang, shining directly on the small altar, and the whole small altar seemed to light up instantly in Ye Wuque's eyes!

Ye Wuque listened to Ji Yuanyang's words, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. He understood that the reason why he was able to discover the spiritual thoughts hidden in the three Yuanyang decrees was because of the existence of Kong, not himself.

Kong has said that although his divine soul power is good, it has not yet reached the point where he is naturally rich and far superior to others.

But now, the second stage of the trial road is to condense the power of the soul, and people who are not born with strong soul power cannot open the altar. Even if the altar is opened, the probability of failure the first time is extremely high. Come on, Ye Wuque understood that he might or might not pass the second stage of the trial road.

"boom"

The mottled gray small altar had already started to rotate after Ji Yuanyang had penetrated into a mist of silver light. With the rotation, four different colors of light like streamers lingered from the surface of the small altar. The streamer, which is not a splendid light, also illuminates the range of three feet around the entire small altar.

Even though he was not optimistic about himself, Ye Wuque still strode forward. No matter what, he had to give it a try. Just admitting defeat like this was never Ye Wuque's style.

"White, blue, purple, and gold, how come the colors of these four streamers are the same as the four stages of the upgrade of the Hundred Cities Jade Seal? Forget it, now is not the time to think about these things, try your best, and it's okay to fail."

Walking to the side of the small altar, Ye Wuque swept up under Ji Yuanyang's gesture and sat cross-legged on the small altar.

A warm touch spreads all over the body from the stone altar under the body. It is called a small altar because this altar is only limited in size compared to ordinary futons.

At this moment, Ye Wuque was sitting cross-legged on the small altar. The four streams of white, blue, purple, and gold each took up one place on the small altar, and surrounded the whole body, but the four streams of light were dim, as if the soul was missing.

"Bao Yuan Shouyi, radiate the power of your soul, and inject it into the altar below you. Remember, once you start, you have to work hard, and if you stop halfway, it will be a failure, unless your power of soul reaches the limit. ."

With a hint of hope and encouragement in his tone, Ji Yuanyang's voice echoed in Ye Wuque's ears again, and then fell into silence.

"call"

Letting out a breath, Ye Wuque closed his eyes, holding Yuan Shouyi, all his attention was concentrated in his soul space.

"buzz"

The soul space trembled, and an inexplicable power was controlled by Ye Wuque like a trickle of water, and then this inexplicable force rushed out of the soul space.

Guided by the power of his own soul, Ye Wuque held his breath and poured it into the small altar below him.

"Boom"

At the moment when the power of the soul touched the small altar, Ye Wuque instantly felt that the power of his soul was like a stream entering the sea, the entire soul space trembled, and then the eyes were bright!

"buzzing"

This is an extremely splendid place, the surroundings are illusory and ethereal, and the power of the soul can detect the four directions, which is more sensitive and easy to use than the eyes. At this moment, from the perspective of the power of the soul, Ye Wuque sees the glorious sky above the sky. In the center, a transparent giant dragon with a body length of ten feet stretches across the sky!

It is said to be transparent, because the dragon claws, dragon body and dragon head of this giant dragon seem to be outlined by a few understatements with a brush. There are only lines and no substance. From the perspective of the power of the soul, this giant The dragon seems to have no soul, like a dead thing.

"Fusing the power of the soul, filling the body of the soul dragon, white cyan and purple gold, dragon claws at the back and front, winding dragon body, majestic dragon head, four colors are perfect, the soul dragon regenerates, and the clouds and mists can only enter the barbaric dragon soul hall..."

A sonorous and strange sound that seemed to be scattered from endless heights reverberated in the ten directions, passing over the power of the soul transformed by Ye Wuque, and Ye Wuque instantly understood the meaning of this sentence.

"With the power of my soul, I will fill this lost dragon with four colors to complete it; the dragon has four claws, starting from the hind claws, white, blue, purple and gold, which may be the same as the standard of the four stages of the Jade Seal of Hundred Cities. Similarly, white is the worst, then cyan, and gold is the strongest. It is divided into four grades corresponding to four colors. The four colors are perfect, that is, when the final golden color is reached, the soul dragon can be reborn again, so that it can fly into the clouds. You can enter the Dragon Soul Hall..."

Ye Wuque quickly analyzed the meaning of this sentence until it was clear. Except for the doubts about the last Barbarian Dragon Soul Palace, everything else was clear.

"If my expectations are not bad, then..."

"buzz"

As soon as his mind moved, the power of the soul was like a straight arm, soaring into the sky under the control of Ye Wuque, and rushing towards the hind paws of the soulless dragon in the center of the sky!

"buzz"

Although the dragon's claw is as simple as a few strokes, its volume is three feet large. The power of the soul is like a paint for painting, and it is filled with colors according to the lines that already exist.

And the color of this paint is impressively white!

"buzz"

The power of the soul rushing into the hind paws is filled with the lines drawn by the original monotonous strokes very quickly in Ye Wuque's extremely fast injection, and a touch of light white paint makes the hind paws slowly colored!

The dragon has four claws, two in the front and two in the front.

At this moment, the claw on the left side of the hind paw is becoming more and more clear and agile. It seems that after injecting the paint with the power of the soul, this claw seems to come alive!

Ling Ao is empty, exploring all directions, in the shape of soaring, integrating the power of the soul, being completely filled, and constantly moving towards a state of perfection.

"Ow"

A low-pitched dragon's murmur suddenly reverberated, and this murmur carried a hint of joy, like the joy of a child's birth, and like the touch of the deceased returning to the world.

"Swish"

So far, one of the hind claws of the giant dragon above the sky has been completely filled with the power of the soul. The current dragon claws are no longer just drawn by a few simple lines, no longer transparent, and the whole body is white and flawless. Have a soul!

"buzz"

Then Ye Wuque, who completely filled one dragon claw, was not surprised, because he found that after he filled one dragon claw, the power of the soul had already gone to six or seven, and the remaining power of the soul could not fill the other one at all. Back paws!

Ye Wuque now knows that it is only the first time that the two hind paws are fully filled in one go to be considered as a successful opening. As for the standard of the first complete condensing success, Ye Wuque does not know yet for the time being.

It's just that now he no longer thinks about the criteria for the success of the first thorough condensing. What Ye Wuque thinks now is to do his best to inject all his soul power into the remaining hind paw.

Do your best, see destiny!

"buzz"

Under the control of Ye Wuque, all the remaining power of the soul poured into the waves, tumbling into the void, turned into white paint-like colors, and rushed into the remaining dragon claw at a high speed!

However, Ye Wuque did not know that at this moment in the depths of his soul space, there was a young figure who could not see his face leisurely and independently. This figure was slender and tall, but just standing there, there was a kind of loneliness that seemed to permeate through the ages. Life, it seems that this person controls time and space, condenses eternity, is immortal, and coexists with the world.

This figure is empty.

In front of Sora's body, high and far, there is a group of pure white brilliance that exudes infinite splendor. This brilliance lingers around the surroundings, and the void is beating, but it exudes a domineering aura.

But Sora's eyes seemed to pass through the pure white brilliance, and directly projected into the interior of the pure white brilliance, where there were countless golden rays of light, and the pure white radiance completely wrapped the countless golden rays of light, so that they could not be dispersed, only Gather here.

"Sure enough, it is a memory ban. No wonder there is only 30% of the power of the soul remaining. To be able to impose such a level of ban, it seems that the flawless Fu Bo is indeed a powerful person who has stepped into that realm. Huh?"

At this moment, Sora suddenly felt the soul space tremble.

"The power of the soul is exhausted."

Looking back at the countless golden lights shrouded in pure white radiance, Sora took a leisurely look and stretched out his right hand.

Fair and slender, this is a hand without a hint of fireworks, even more beautiful than a woman's hand, as if carved by white jade, gently reaching for the pure white brilliance.

"buzz"

The moment Sora's right hand touched the pure white brilliance, the entire zhang-sized light group trembled suddenly.

"Ugh"

With a soft sigh, Sora exerted a little force, and his right hand passed through the white light so straight, touching the countless golden lights!

"buzz"

The pure white brilliance suddenly trembled, and then it seemed to sense something, and immediately stopped, yes, it seemed to freeze, but no one saw this scene.

No one has seen that the memory ban set by Huangfu Huang was so easily penetrated by a hand.

"Wow"

Sora stretched his right claw into the white brilliance, as if he had caught something, and then pulled out his right hand, but when the right hand passed through the solidified white brilliance, the rays of brilliance containing mighty power actually dissipated to the surroundings on their own initiative, giving Sora's The right hand slipped out of the space, as if the minister met the emperor, and the king met the emperor!

This is a kind of respect, respect for the emperor and the emperor!

"There's only so much I can take out for now, but I think it's enough."

Sora, who withdrew his right hand, looked at his right hand, which was covered with golden light, and opened his mouth with a smile. Then he waved his right hand to the sky, and the golden lights condensed on his right hand from the inside of the white light immediately returned to the nest like a swallow. From then on, he merged into the depths of Ye Wuque's soul space at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, Ye Wuque realized that all his divine soul power had been injected into the remaining dragon claw at this moment, leaving only a trace.

But, even so, the remaining dragon claw, the part filled with white paint at this time, is only one-third of the entire volume!

"Oh, did you fail?"

With a hint of regret, Ye Wuque felt that in three more breaths, his spiritual power was about to be exhausted.

"buzz"

Just when Ye Wuque was about to give up, his body sitting cross-legged on the small altar suddenly trembled, and a brilliant golden light shone from the back of his head!

"Huh? What's going on?"

"buzz"

The power of the soul, which had been completely exhausted, seemed to be met with rain after a long drought, but it was quickly replenished by an incomparably thick soul power that suddenly appeared in the sky!