The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Yes, at this moment, a look of exhaustion appeared on the fair and plump face of Ao Shu's little formation spirit. His eyes were slightly squinted, and his body was swaying, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Xiao Shu, what's wrong with you?"

Aofan frowned and asked with some worry.

"Hey..."

A slight sound came from the mouth of Ao Shu's little formation spirit. Immediately, the soul power maintained in his palms dissipated, and at the same time, his body fell forward.

When Ao Fan saw this, his expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly stretched out his hands to support the body of Ao Shu's little formation spirit. Then he stretched out his palms and hurriedly put them on his forehead to start feeling. Then he felt Ao Shu's body. The aura exuding from the Shu Xiao Formation Spirit seemed to have become much weaker, and at the same time, the strength of its soul had also become much weaker.

"What's going on? Is it because of the energy transformation just now?"

Sensing the change in the aura of Ao Shu's little formation spirit, Aofan frowned slightly and murmured. Then Aofan saw that Ao Shu's little formation spirit fell asleep again.

It was obviously because he lost his strength, so Ao Shu's little formation spirit behaved like this.

This made Ao Fan feel a little relieved. After all, it would be really embarrassing if Ao Shu's little formation spirit discovered something unexpected because of this appearance.

At that moment, Aofan held Ao Shu's little formation spirit and walked toward the energy level in front of him, and then gently put him down. Immediately, an energy bed rose up on the energy level, and then condensed, and finally Continue to entrust Ao Shu's little formation spirit.

Seeing Ao Shu's little formation spirit sleeping soundly, Ao Fan also sighed softly and murmured: "It seems that if you want to use spiritual energy to transform into soul power, it will cost a lot of money. It seems that you want to It should be impossible for him to continue to transform like this.”

Thinking of this, Aofan decided to cancel the idea. After all, if Ao Shu's little formation spirit wanted to change its energy, it would have to pay such a high price, which was indeed unnecessary.

At that moment, Aofan turned around and looked at the hundred-armed giant, then stared at him, touched his chin, and looked thoughtful in his eyes.

Seeing Aofan's eyes looking at him, and revealing such a serious look, a look of astonishment appeared on the face of the hundred-armed giant, and he couldn't help but ask: "My Lord, When you look at your subordinate like this, do you want to tell me something?"

"Do you know anything about the power of the soul?"

Looking at the hundred-armed giant, Ao Fan opened his mouth and asked.

"Soul power?"

When the hundred-armed giant heard Aofan's words, he was startled for a moment, and then began to think with a stern face. After thinking for a while, he gently shook his head at Aofan and replied: "I have no idea about the power of the soul. I don’t know much about it, just a little bit involved.”

"Do you know the basic theoretical knowledge?" Ao Fan asked, "Do you know the techniques and methods on how to cultivate the power of the soul?"

"Know something." Although the hundred-armed giant didn't know why Aofan asked him what he was doing, he still nodded honestly and answered him.

"If you understand, then I'll give you something to do."

Seeing the Hundred-Armed Giant's answer, Aofan spoke. Then he raised his palm, stretched out a finger, and pointed towards the Hundred-Armed Giant's forehead. There was a ray of light on his fingertips that shot towards the hundred-armed giant's forehead.

When the hundred-armed giant saw this, his eyes changed slightly, but he soon calmed down and watched the finger light disappear between his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, the hundred-armed giant felt a stream of information exploding in his mind like a torrent, making his head feel a little swollen and painful.

Although the Hundred-Armed Giant has reached the level of a saint, the information contained in the data packet packaged by Aofan is too huge, so even the Hundred-Armed Giant is a little unbearable for a while.

But soon, the hundred-armed giant digested this information, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face. He looked at Aofan and asked aloud: "My Lord, what you gave me are what you want." …”

Yes, what Aofan passed on to the Hundred-Armed Giant was some soul knowledge, including the basic knowledge of the soul, as well as some soul methods.

It's just that the hundred-armed giant didn't quite understand why Aofan had passed these contents to him.

"You should practice the soul method in the past two days and strengthen your soul power. There may be something that requires your soul power to help." Aofan did not tell Baiju the details of the matter. Giant, just mentioned it so briefly.

Hearing Aofan's words, the hundred-armed giant had some doubts in his heart, but since Aofan had already said so, he naturally followed it.

So, at that moment, he nodded slightly and said in response: "Yes, Lord."

Seeing that the hundred-armed giant began to practice, Aofan also began to study how to integrate the soul-raising tank and the central energy sea to form a mutual circulation base.

Because there was not enough time, Aofan gave up exploring the space stone seal and waited until the crisis on Fire Dragon Island was resolved before exploring again. But before that, he had to find a way to resettle them. He couldn't take them there with him. There is no way to be cannon fodder.

It just so happens that he can also study some technical means to enhance his strength in disguise.

Just when Aofan began to conduct research, the God Realm also began to mobilize its troops in a mighty manner. One after another, the God Realm troops began to gather and prepare to move in the direction of Fire Dragon Island.

One after another, the powerful gods who were outside were summoned back by Zeus one after another. On the sacred mountain, an extremely terrifying aura erupted from time to time, like a storm, entrenched between the heaven and the earth, suffocating.

When two days passed, more than fifty powerful divine warriors appeared on the sacred mountain. The mighty divine army at the foot of the mountain was so powerful that the void was distorted, and the energy ripples visible to the naked eye were also visible. Ripple out.

On the sacred mountain, in the main temple, Zeus sits high on the throne, wielding a golden sword, looking down at the many gods below with great momentum. The thunder above his head is surging, full of power.