The Mighty Little Shennong

"But I believe that as long as I can condense three sets of runes, Emperor Zangtian will not be able to do anything to me." Zhang Bin muttered confidently in his heart. He began to check the runes he condensed in his body and compared them with the model designed by Tutu. He found that there were indeed many errors. No wonder he felt something was wrong. So he began to modify it. The modification method was very special, which was to condense the runes in the wrong place in the right place again. The wrong runes would collapse and then disappear. So he modified it quickly. After the modification, he felt that his soul body's defense ability was stronger. However, Li Qing still worriedly found that the runes on the surface of the body still had a tendency to melt. So he continued to work hard to guide the flames to burn and temper in the body. At the same time, he quickly condensed the runes in the body. First, condense the set of runes on the inner surface of the muscle. This time it condensed smoothly. In fact, the runes on the inner surface of the muscle corresponded one by one with the runes on the surface of the body, and they were exactly the same. Therefore, once condensed, it will echo with the runes outside, which greatly improves the runes' defensive ability.

However, Zhang Bin did not condense this set of runes.

Because he could not alert the opponent.

He began to condense the runes of the bones.

This made it difficult for the opponent to detect his changes.

Perhaps it was because there was no mistake in the design, so it was very comfortable and smooth to condense.

Even the soul would not be unable to bear it at all.

In other words, Zhang Bin can condense more than 7,100 of the three sets of runes in any soul of the body.

And to be completely perfect, of course, the flames need to continue to temper it crazily.

"Ha ha ha... Zhang Bin, how about it? Your runes can't resist for long. Soon, your memory will be erased and become my soul energy. Your soul energy is still very advanced and more suitable for me."

Emperor Zangtian laughed very proudly.

"Emperor Zangtian, you are too insidious. You will definitely not die well."

Zhang Bin pretended to be extremely angry and shouted resentfully.

In fact, he was laughing in his heart. Emperor Zangtian was helping him cultivate his soul.

Let his soul become stronger again.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to condense so many runes. He still needed to find the recipe and continue to cleanse with the power of faith.

However, using the flame of no beginning and no end, it can be done quickly.

This is the shortcut.

Slowly, the three sets of runes in his body also condensed more than 7,100.

He felt that the defense and attack capabilities of his soul had improved too much.

He even felt that he could break free from the constraints of the small coffin.

However, this was of course an illusion.

It was an illusion caused by the improvement of strength.

In fact, even if he could do it, he would not do it.

How could he waste such a good opportunity to cultivate?

Of course, he had to take the opportunity to cultivate and become stronger, so that his soul could condense four sets of perfect ancient soul runes.

This flame was really terrifying.

Once the effect was not good, Zhang Bin condensed extra runes on the surface of his body and guided more flames in.

Burning the ancient soul runes so frantically would also consume flames.

Therefore, Emperor Zangtian still didn't notice.

And Zhang Bin no longer condensed runes on the inner surface of the muscles.

He only condensed runes on the bones and internal organs.

That was particularly secretive.

Slowly, these two sets of runes condensed into 9,000.

Not far from 10,000.

This made Zhang Bin's soul much stronger, and he could condense 2,000 more runes.

If Zhang Bin practiced by himself, he might need to practice for more than 100,000 years.

The strength of Zhang Bin's soul skyrocketed.

The terrifying energy and mana were flowing in his body.

Yes, in fact, including the body surface, there are only three sets of runes.

Each set is 10,000.

The body surface and the inner surface of the muscles are 5,000 each.

The surface and inner surface of the internal organs are 5,000 each, forming a set.

The surface and inner surface of the bones are 5,000 each, also forming a set.

"Huh... why haven't the runes collapsed yet?"

Emperor Zangtian finally felt something was wrong.

He made a surprised sound.

Of course, Zhang Bin didn't say a word, and continued to temper and condense runes frantically.

"Zhang Bin, what are you doing?"

Emperor Zangtian was furious.

"You will die a miserable death."

Zhang Bin shouted.

"Squeeze it..."

Emperor Zangtian was furious, and his soul, that is, the coffin, began to squeeze madly.

It was slowly shrinking.

It wanted to squeeze Zhang Bin's soul into powder.

This would lose a lot of soul energy, but now that he saw that the situation was not right, he would certainly not stick to the rules and let Zhang Bin's soul become stronger.

"Ah..."

Zhang Bin roared madly, and his soul was squeezed into a ball.

The ancient soul rune also lit up with a bright light.

Inside and outside the body, especially the ancient soul rune on the bones.

It was even more brilliant.

However, the ancient soul rune still couldn't withstand this terrifying pressure.

The pressure was transmitted in.

The soul energy was squeezed madly, and it seemed to explode.

However, Zhang Bin was also frantically trying to resist this terrifying pressure.

Not only was he not afraid, but he was extremely excited.

Because the flames are spreading inside the body, squeezing it like this is like a hammer hammering.

Let the quality of his soul improve again, and very quickly.

It was as if a piece of iron had been forged into steel.

He can condense more runes faster.

Runes appeared as quickly as ants, covering every part of the body.

The runes under the muscles were also condensed quickly. They were deliberately not condensed at first, but now they cannot be retained.

The squeezing force was too terrifying.

It's hard to resist.

Not only does the quality of the soul within the body need to be improved, but more runes need to be condensed.

Otherwise, it will inevitably be a tragedy.

"Explode for me..."

The Zombie Emperor was shouting crazily and continued to shrink crazily.

He wanted to kill Zhang Bin's soul in one go.

"Block it for me..."

Zhang Bin was also shouting crazily.

The two of them were fighting and fighting like this crazily.

It seemed that the Zombie Emperor had the absolute upper hand.

However, Zhang Bin's talent is too good and his potential is too great. The more he is squeezed and the more he faces life and death, the stronger his explosive power becomes.

His soul is getting stronger quickly, and there are more and more ancient soul runes.

After three days and three nights of squeezing like this, the space inside the coffin shrunk to the limit.

However, Zhang Bin's soul still did not explode.

It seems that he is immortal.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

The Zombie Emperor shouted in disbelief, furious.

This was completely beyond his estimation.

It is also completely beyond the rules of cultivation.

This is outrageous.

Such a weak soul could not be killed by his majestic Burial Emperor?

Is this a big deal?

(There is one more chapter, currently being typed.)