The Spirit of God Million Domain

Xu Feng stood up and his eyes fell on the holy soul liquid again.

The old man from the Master Refining Guild who was hiding on the forty-floor staircase suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Xu Feng, and thought to himself: "Five drops of soul holy liquid, refining in one hour, is this guy a monster?"

"Hehe, if you have such a good opportunity, of course you can't let it go."

Xu Feng chuckled and condensed the Holy Soul Liquid again. This time he directly condensed ten drops at once. He knew that if he wanted to break through the fifty-fifth level of soul power, he would probably need at least thirty drops of the Holy Soul Liquid.

Ten drops of soul holy liquid appeared in front of Xu Feng, and he sat cross-legged again.

Without any hesitation, he swallowed ten drops of holy soul liquid directly into his belly.

"Which force trained this kid? It's terrifying." The old man felt that when Xu Feng was refining the soul holy liquid, his body's soul power continued to increase.

In other words, Xu Feng refines the holy soul liquid very quickly and absorbs it very quickly. His soul power is fully capable of integrating these holy soul liquids.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but twitch his cheeks.

You must know that the Master Refiner Guild replaces the condensation of the soul holy liquid on the fortieth floor of the soul-suppressing ladder every three days.

He didn't expect that he was so unlucky that it was his turn to meet such a monster on his first day.

Taking fifteen drops of Holy Soul Liquid in succession was a bit too much even for him as a seventh-grade middle-grade refiner.

"Forget it, hurry up and continue to condense the Holy Soul Liquid. Otherwise, if the flow stops here, you will be laughed to death by those old guys when you go back." The old man closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and continued to condense the Holy Soul Liquid.

"What's going on? Xu Feng seems to have been practicing cross-legged on the 40th floor of the soul-suppressing ladder. He is so slow to refine a drop of soul holy liquid?"

"I also find it very strange. Logically speaking, with his forty-level soul power, he should be able to absorb the soul holy liquid very quickly, and then continue to attack the soul-suppressing ladder."

"Almost three hours have passed, and Xu Feng is sitting there, seemingly not moving at all. It's impossible for him to be unable to climb up, right?"

"Maybe he is still absorbing the holy liquid of the soul. I don't know how many floors of the soul-suppressing ladder he can hit next. Do you think he can reach the fiftieth floor?"

Seeing Xu Feng staying on the 40th floor for several hours in a row, many people began to discuss and speculate on the reason why Xu Feng stopped.

When Luo Jing reached the fifteenth floor, he raised his head and looked at Xu Feng, who was on the fortieth floor. A bitter smile appeared between his brows, and he thought to himself: "You are really a genius for being able to stay on the forty floor for so long."

"It's a pity that he killed the genius of Meizhuang, offended Rousseau, and beheaded the genius of the Master Refining Guild. I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave the soul-suppressing ladder alive." Luo Jing thought of this.

as expected.

An old man with flying silver hair. When he appeared in the crowd, he immediately caused a sensation just because of the refiner's robe he was wearing.

A sixth-grade master refiner.

The most important thing is that when the old man appeared here, his expression was ugly. He came to the side of Meihu's body, and a ball of fire emerged from the palm of his hand.

The flames burned on the corpses of Mei Hu and several other geniuses in Meizhuang. It only took a few breaths.

All the corpses were burned and disappeared.

Looking at this scene, many people were secretly palpitating. It seemed that this old man was the strong man of Meizhuang. They couldn't help but stare at the figure on the fortieth floor, feeling a little worried.

"Hmph, you dare to kill the genius of my village indiscriminately, I will kill you on the soul-suppressing ladder today." The old man waved the sleeves of his robe, stepped forward, and appeared on the fifth floor of the soul-suppressing ladder.

The majestic soul power in his body burst out, and the old man's soul power reached the sixty-second level. The terrifying soul pressure suppressed many people and left them breathless.

"God, do I know who he is?"

Seeing the old man's figure appear on the seventh floor in a short time, the speed was extremely fast, and some people directly exclaimed.

"who is it?"

"Who is he? Don't hold back, just tell me!"

"Why are you like this? You only speak half of your words."

The people around him immediately gathered around him and shouted:

The people who exclaimed began to ask questions one by one. They all couldn't wait to know the identity of the old man.

"If I guessed correctly, he is Mei Ting, the elder of Meizhuang. It is said that he is not only a sixth-grade master, but also a peak fourth-grade spiritual emperor."

Yes, this old man was Mei Ting. He watched Mei Hu being killed. With so many geniuses in Meizhuang being killed, it was impossible for Xu Feng to leave safely.

"It turned out to be him. That horrible kid is dead, and he took action himself." Anyone in the city of alchemists, as long as they are top-ranked sixth-grade alchemists, have naturally heard of it.

The sixth-grade top-level trainer is also the pinnacle of the city of trainers, while the seventh-grade trainer rarely shows up.

Shh!

Xu Feng stood up, took a deep breath, with a smile on his face, and his eyes fell on the trickle of soul holy liquid again.

After refining ten drops of Holy Soul Liquid, his soul power will be one step closer to the fifty-fifth level. However, he still needs to refine at least twenty drops of Soul Holy Liquid before he can possibly break through to the fifty-fifth level.

"Brother, are you finally awake?" Ning Lele ran to Xu Feng's side. After continuous climbing, she finally reached the 40th floor of the soul-suppressing ladder.

Xu Feng felt Ning Lele's soul power. This little girl's soul power actually broke through to level 49. It seemed that the soul-suppressing ladder was of great help to her.

"Monster, monster!"

The old man hiding on the 40th floor of the soul-suppressing ladder almost jumped up.

He stared at the little girl next to Xu Feng. She was ten years old and had a forty-ninth level of soul power. She didn't want anyone else to live.

You know, there are countless refiners in the Refiner Guild who have been stuck at the level of fifth-grade refiners all their lives because of the limitation of soul power.

However, the little girl in front of her is only ten years old and has a forty-ninth level soul power. If word of this spreads, I am afraid the entire Tianhua Domain will be shaken.

"Lele, these are five drops of holy soul liquid. Please refine it quickly and strive to break through the soul power to level 50." Xu Feng took off the five drops of holy soul liquid and sent it to Ning Lele.

Ning Lele nodded obediently, took the holy liquid of soul, and swallowed it in her belly.

She is an ethereal body, a natural refiner, and the holy liquid of the soul is only good for her body.

The incomparable holy light emanated from Ning Lele's body. Xu Feng looked at the little girl's weak cheeks and felt a burst of affection in his heart.

Immediately, as his eyes fell on the Holy Soul Liquid, the old man not far away almost stopped vomiting blood, and it was only more than three hours.

He consumed twenty drops of Holy Soul Liquid all day long. Even if he had been concentrating all day long today, he would probably be so tired that he would vomit blood.

"Ah, you brat, you still want to take the Holy Soul Liquid?" The old man watched as Xu Feng stretched out his hand and wanted to condense the Holy Soul Liquid.

He almost fainted. Thinking of his identity, he could only grit his teeth and said: "You brat, I'll just wait for you to absorb it again. I don't believe how much more you can refine?"

Xu Feng once again grabbed ten drops of the Holy Soul Liquid and swallowed it into his belly.

The heart of the soul continuously transforms the holy liquid of the soul, which is like a bottomless pit. Let alone ten drops of the holy liquid of the soul, it is easy to refine even a hundred drops.

No one noticed that when Xu Feng sat cross-legged again, there was a smile on his lips.

The reason why he didn't take a lot at once was because he knew that if he took a lot, someone might jump out. Only in this way can the refining of ten drops of ten drops last for a long time.

Boom!

Another hour passed, and Xu Feng opened his eyes. Not a single drop of the holy soul liquid was left. All were refined. His soul power was only one step away from the fifty-fifth level.

Although Ning Lele is an ethereal body, it is not as terrifying as Xu Feng's soul heart. She is still refining five drops of soul holy liquid, frowning slightly.

"I only need the last ten drops of Holy Soul Liquid before I can break through." Xu Feng stretched out his hand, just as he was about to condense the Holy Soul Liquid.

He discovered that his withered arm was blocking his palm.

I saw an old man wearing a refiner's robe, who turned out to be a seventh-grade middle-grade refiner. His brows were a little tired and more angry. He blew his beard and glared at Xu Feng.

Eye.

Xu Feng ignored it, retracted his palm, and stood there without saying a word.

The old man finally couldn't stand it any longer and thought to himself: "This brat seems to have been prepared for it. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have cared about my face and asked him to give up."

"Ten drops of soul holy fluid, I'm afraid I'll have to work overtime for four more hours." Thinking of this, the old man had the urge to vomit blood. How could he be so unlucky to meet such a evil star?

"Ahem, cough, cough." The old man pretended to cough twice, cleared his throat, looked at Xu Feng, and said: "Little friend, you have been refining twenty-five drops of soul holy liquid one after another. If you continue to refine it, the effect will not be that good. .”

Xu Feng rolled his eyes and said: "Old senior, you have been deceived. The Holy Soul Liquid is the same as the Star Essence Stone. No matter how much you refine it, there will be no side effects, unless you are not in a solid state of mind."

Gudong!

The old man really had the urge to slap the ignorant young man in front of him.

"Oh, little friend, I am thinking about you too. Why should you give up a great opportunity for the Holy Soul Liquid?" The old man said sincerely: "The reward at level 50 is something you didn't expect."

"From the time the soul-suppressing ladder was opened until now, no one has been able to reach the fiftieth floor. If someone gets there first, you will definitely regret it." The old man patted his chest and said.

"Reward for the fifty-fifty level?"

Xu Feng also pondered slightly.

He knew that the rewards on the fifty-fifty level of the Soul-Suppressing Ladder seemed to change randomly. Those who were lucky would encounter treasures, while those who were unlucky would encounter useless items.

"Yes, you don't know, even I am very excited when I see the reward on the 50th floor." The old man was afraid that Xu Feng would not be tempted, so he quickly tried to seduce him.

"Old man, are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

Xu Feng stared at the old man.

"My little friend, who do you think I am? I am a seventh-grade middle-grade refiner. Do I need to lie to you?" The old man seemed very angry that Xu Feng did not believe him.