Return of the War God

The last trace of divine soul power was exhausted, Ye Wuque retreated from the divine soul space, and put the gold and silver scrolls that recorded the Sun and Moon Martial Canon into the storage ring.

Despite being extremely tired and wanting to fall asleep very much, Ye Wuque knew that if he chose to practice now, there would be unexpected benefits.

"buzz"

After calming down for a while, Ye Wuque used the power of the soul to cultivate the eight barbaric soul thorns. Bit by bit, the power of the soul regenerated from the soul space again, and the pair of Zhan Ran dragon claws above the void also began to tremble slightly... …

Closing his eyes, Ye Wuque slowly immersed himself in the practice of spiritual power. The weak and tired state slowly disappeared, replaced by a warm and extremely comfortable feeling.

There was a white brilliance between the eyebrows, and Ye Wuque seemed to feel that he was gradually floating in the sky, carefree, fearless and fearless.

...

"buzz"

At this moment, the pair of Zhan Ran dragon claws in the soul space have changed back to agile, bright, like crystal. Its color was originally white, but now it seems to be brighter, like the first snow in winter.

The little brilliance between the eyebrows gradually faded away, Ye Wuque, whose eyes were closed, had black hair and a shawl, and the fair and handsome face seemed to flicker with a starting point of luster, like a closed-eyed deity, and it was just the beginning.

"call……"

Ye Wuque opened his eyes after finishing his training, and a faint golden light flashed away in a flash, and then it became bright and radiant.

After feeling it carefully, Ye Wuque's expression became a little excited, because he found that his spiritual power seemed to increase a little, and he became more pure and docile.

The power of the cultivator's soul will only grow a little when he breaks through in his cultivation and enters the next realm, and so on and so forth. When the cultivation base reaches a certain realm, the power of the soul is also strong to a certain realm.

And Ye Wuque was banned by Uncle Fu because of the power of 70% of the soul, so he was different from ordinary monks. No one knows that with only the remaining 30%, Ye Wuque's soul power can already be compared with some geniuses with good soul power.

This is also the reason why even Sora admires Ye Wuque's entire soul power.

"Sure enough, if you practice it in time after full use, there will be unexpected effects! My spiritual power seems to be more powerful and pure than before."

Unable to bear the joy in his heart, Ye Wuque said to himself.

"Your spiritual power cultivation path is different from others. Others can only increase by taking advantage of their cultivation to make breakthroughs. But you need to release all the spiritual power from the depths of the spiritual space. Before that, If the power of the divine soul can be broken through to the divine sense, then the power of the banned divine soul will also be transformed into the divine sense.”

Seemingly aware of Ye Wuque's joy, Sora told Ye Wuque some more exciting news.

"Kong, you mean that as long as my existing divine soul power breaks through, those banned divine soul powers will also break through? Aren't those banned?"

"The ban in the depths of your soul space has been torn apart by me with a small crack. As long as you keep practicing hard, the small crack will become bigger and bigger. Originally, you only had to wait until your cultivation was strong enough. The ban that can only be broken at a certain level may come earlier, and the memories of those who were banned together will also wake up earlier."

Ye Wuque was very excited by Kong's words. What he cared about most in his heart was his own life and Uncle Fu's past, as well as the memories in the Soul Space before he was banned for four years.

Now Kong told him that the memory ban set by Fu Bo had been torn apart, so as long as he continued to practice harder, the remaining 70% of the power and memory of the soul would be broken sooner.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuque felt incomparably happy, and the fighting spirit in his heart was like a flash flood, full of hope and confidence.

"Empty, thank you."

Just when Kong Ye was infected by Ye Wuque's mood, he suddenly heard a sincere and sincere thanks.

In the depths of the soul space, the young figure whose face could not be clearly seen sat cross-legged in the void and smiled lightly.

The Sun Moon Martial Art is a yellow-level middle-grade peculiar skill, which is very profound. Judging from Ye Wuque's current realm of cultivation, it cannot be directly practiced. But he has mastered the essence of the first move, the bright moon in the sea, under the teaching of Ji Yuanyang, which is why he can see the sun and moon martial arts evolve this move in the soul space.

As for the following moves, Ye Wuque can only know after he has mastered the Chigai Siyang Gong and the Yueque Treasure Mirror.

Although Chigai Siyanggong and Yueque Treasure Mirror were combined into one, Sun and Moon Wushu, but their respective training methods still seem to be engraved in Ye Wuque's soul space, which can be practiced at any time.

"As my cultivation base continues to break through, the Earth Demon Tiger Ben Fist is far from being able to satisfy my combat power. This time, I can get the inheritance of Senior Yuan Yang, which allows me to learn the unique skills of the Huang level, which happens to solve my urgent needs, otherwise In the final decisive battle that follows, I will be at a disadvantage. After all, those who can reach the last step are all powerful, and the worst is the mid-level peak of Soul Essence."

Although Ye Wuque knew that because of the existence of the source of the holy law and the fighting spirit of the holy way, he could fight beyond the ranks, but the real gap between his cultivation bases should not be underestimated.

"Now I am at the peak of the late stage of the Soul Soul Realm. If I fully use my combat power and open the source of the Holy Law of Fighting, I can fight against the masters of the late Soul Soul Stage. A master in the late Soul Realm will not be my opponent. For example, Zhou Huo, although his realm is higher than everyone who entered the Yuanyang Hall, but among the real masters in the late Soul Realm, he can only It's normal."

Ye Wuque knew that one of the main reasons for defeating Zhou Huo, who possessed a high-grade mortal weapon, was that Zhou Huo had already been badly injured beforehand. Although Xue Lie Dao made his combat power increase instead of decreasing, but after all, his internal energy was already vain, and he had to divide a part of it to suppress the original injury. The loss of qi and blood seemed to be strong, but in fact it could not last.

At that time, Ye Wuque had just broken through, and he was at his peak regardless of his state and momentum. Furthermore, all kinds of methods and Zhou Huo's will were disturbed, so he defeated Zhou Huo cleanly and neatly.

If Zhou Huo is not injured, his mood is very calm, he is not disturbed by the outside world, and he is supplemented by the bloody sword, then this battle, even if he can win, Ye Wuque will pay some price, and he will never be intact. and retreat.

"My cultivation base has reached the peak of the late stage of Heroic Soul Realm, and I still have the fire element energy absorbed from the Primordial Force Crystal Stream. At the early stage of Soul Essence, maybe..."

The bright light in his eyes flickered one after another, and his expression was slightly fiery, Ye Wuque thought of a possible way to break through.

That is to fight for war!

Under absolute pressure, force yourself to break through!

But it's easier said than done, because in the middle of the battle, the opponent will not give you a chance to breathe, let alone leave time for you to break through your cultivation. Be careful, you may be caught by the opponent and give a fatal blow when you break through. In that case, the gain will not be worth the loss.

Even Ye Wuque felt that his idea was too uncertain, but this did not affect his determination.

"The Hundred Cities War is just the beginning. If I don't even have this confidence and determination, then I will only become more and more fearful on the more cruel path of training and fighting in the future, and I will find more and more for myself. Excuses. Go on like this, four years later, when you meet Jun Shanlie, there is only one dead end!"

Thinking of the battle in four years, the killing intent in Ye Wuque's heart began to boil uncontrollably!

"Jun Shanlie! After four years, I will kill you and your subordinates!"

After burying the killing intent in his heart again, Ye Wuque confirmed his thoughts, and then his mind moved, the light flashed in his right hand, and a silver storage ring quietly appeared in his hand.

"Senior Yuanyang didn't tell me what was in this storage ring, but he put this storage ring in the Yuanyang Hall for fate, there must be some very good things in it."

With a look of anticipation on his face, Ye Wuque radiated a trace of his spiritual power and probed into the storage ring. At the same time, a pale golden holy war spirit shone on his right hand. He wanted to refine the storage ring left by Ji Yuanyang. .

"buzz"

Ye Wuque's divine soul power entered the storage ring without any hindrance, and the Holy Dao's battle qi also completely refined the storage ring after a few breaths.

After figuring out what was in the storage ring, Ye Wuque withdrew his divine soul power, his eyes flashed one after another, and he immediately made a decision, stood up, and left the small building.

Ye Wuque, who stepped out of the small building one step at a time, realized that it was already night outside, and the breeze was blowing his face, blowing his black hair and his martial robe.

Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, a day has already passed. Thinking of the three days and three nights racing against time in the Hundred Yuan Realm, Ye Wuque shook his head slightly and sighed in his heart.

The night falls on the earth, a bright moon hangs high above the night sky, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the bright moonlight falls on the earth, making people feel a little cold and comfortable.

Just as Ye Wuque was about to go to Sima Ao's small building, he suddenly felt waves of fluctuating aura from the front.

When his expression changed, Ye Wuque stepped forward, and after a while, at the end of his gaze, a huge flower stand appeared, in which countless flowers of different colors bloomed, emitting bursts of floral fragrance, under the bright moonlight, Extraordinarily beautiful.

In front of the flower table, there are many stone tables and stone benches. At this moment, some people are sitting in twos and threes. Ye Wuque sees the three sisters of the Mo family and Lin Yingluo sitting together. Ye Wuque, who has sharp eyes, also sees the elegant minister alone. Sitting on a stone table, his expression was inexplicable, rubbing the texture of the stone table.

The three Mo's sisters and Lin Yingluo immediately saw Ye Wuque, and Xiaobai Ou stood up and waved to Ye Wuque.

With a slight smile, Ye Wuque walked towards the stone table where the three Mo sisters and Lin Yingluo were.

The appearance of Ye Wuque immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Gently walked to Lin Yingluo's side and sat down, Ye Wuque looked around, a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

"There are still a lot of great guys."