In the forgotten land, under the huge glacier, the originally calm space suddenly cracked a hole, and then Yang Xuan fell out.
Poof!
A mouthful of blood gushed out, Yang Xuan''s face was like gold paper, and there was not even a trace of aura in his body.
Yuan Ying, sitting in the void, has shrunk to one tenth of the original, and his face has returned to his childhood of seven or eight years old.
Bursts of unbearable dizziness attacked Yang Xuan''s nerves like a tide, which made him black in front of his eyes.
"Squeak, squeak!"
A vague voice came into Yang Xuan''s ear.
It''s Xiaobing.
Yang Xuanxin was so relaxed that he could no longer resist the more and more serious dizziness. After a wave of tide, he finally blacked out and fainted.
I don''t know how long later, when he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a huge ice floe. Under the ice, there was a cold lake.
A faint aura emanated from the lake and entered Yang Xuan''s body.
"Squeak, squeak!"
The cheerful voice came from his ear. Yang Xuan turned his head hard and saw that Xiaobing was jumping next to him.
"Did you drag me here?" Yang Xuan asked laboriously.
Xiaobing''s wisdom is no less than human beings. Naturally, she can understand Yang Xuan''s words and can''t help nodding when she hears them.
"Thank you!" Yang Xuan smiled bitterly. This time, if Xiaobing hadn''t dragged him to this place with weak aura, he didn''t know how long it would take to wake up.
He sat up slowly, and Yang Xuan began to drive the vortex in his body to absorb the aura of the outside world.
His injury was not very serious. He had recovered almost under the action of wooden aura, but finally made every effort to strike with Yin and Yang chaos. In addition, he used ten times of sword borrowing, which not only consumed the aura accumulated in his body for many years, but also greatly reduced Yuan Ying''s cultivation because of the reason of sword borrowing.
Reiki is easy to say. At most, it takes some time to supplement it, but Yuanying''s problem is a little difficult.
His Yuanying can grow into a teenager. I don''t know how much soul power it took to have today. At this moment, once he returned to before liberation, Yang Xuan''s heart was dripping blood.
Normally speaking, Yang Xuan can fully absorb the soul power to achieve Yuanying''s growth, but he always feels that this method has great disadvantages and is not desirable, so he has been resisting it subconsciously.
But at this time, when he was facing a critical moment of life and death, he found that he really had no other way except to absorb the power of his soul.
Soul hall!
He had strange eyes and murmured to himself.
After Yang Xuan was unconscious, he naturally could not absorb Reiki independently, so the speed of Reiki entering the body was very slow, but at this time, he had awakened, and the speed of absorbing Reiki was naturally different from the same day, which was very fast.
After a long time, he took a long breath and stood up.
His aura has been restored, and there is no problem moving.
The aura here is very thin and is not suitable for cultivation and recovery. He needs to find another place.
But the time speed of the forgotten place is different from that of the outside world. If he goes out now, he may just hit the muzzle of the blood corpse ancestor.
He knew for a long time that the last blow of Yin-Yang chaos was difficult to cause any substantial damage to the blood corpse ancestor. It was very difficult to escape.
Blood corpse ancestor!!
Yang Xuan''s eyes were cold, but contained a shock.
It turns out that this is the true divine realm, and this is the true power.
My way is the way of heaven, and my heart is the heart of heaven.
The true divine realm can only be called the true divine realm after mastering the true power. This is a qualitative change, which is a completely different field.
This is the highest power in the world.
Yang Xuan''s eyes flickered.
At this moment, his desire for power reached its peak.
God!
He needs to be promoted to the realm of God.
"Xiaobing, let''s go." Yang Xuan said hello, picked up Xiaobing and flew up along the hole under the glacier.
His destination is the Yang family.
His strength at this time was less than 1% of his heyday. He left the forgotten place and met the blood corpse ancestor again. I''m afraid it would be more or less bad.
……
Holy mountain!
In the temple, the saint sitting in the darkness opened his eyes.
"Holy Lord, that''s it. The blood corpse is still waiting in that place." a voice came from the darkness, and a black crack could be seen in the void.
The saint was silent. After a long time, a voice with great dignity came out: "you said that Qingtian took out a strange weapon and took off?"
"Yes, my subordinates wanted to do it, but at the last moment, Qingtian Shengzi transported a butterfly weapon, sent out the power close to the true God state, and walked underground under the eyelids of the blood corpse. It is estimated that he entered the forgotten place."
"Oh, it''s interesting. There are a lot of gadgets." there seems to be a trace of laughter in the holy man''s original dignified voice.
"My Lord, the blood corpse ancestor shot the Holy Son of Qingtian without authorization, which has seriously violated the holy law. My subordinates asked for holy judgment on the blood corpse ancestor." the voice in the dark said seriously.
The saint''s faint voice sounded: "no, with the temper of Qingtian, if you kill the blood corpse, he may not appreciate it, so leave it to him."
"But my Lord, the Holy Son of Qingtian hasn''t broken through the realm of true God in this fashion. I''m afraid he will meet a blood corpse again..."
"Well, I have a hunch that he will solve it himself." said the saint.
The voice in the dark was silent for a moment before saying, "yes!"
The saint seemed to smile: "I know your worry, but if I guessed correctly, at this time, Qingtian is afraid to have made the idea of the soul hall."
"Soul hall?" the voice in the dark was surprised.
"Yes, Qingtian has a special skill that needs to absorb a lot of soul power to practice. I''m afraid it''s the soul power that limits his cultivation. Once he is provided with a lot of soul power, I''m afraid he will make a breakthrough immediately."
"There is the soul Hall..." the voice in the dark hesitated and didn''t say anything.
"Go and take that soul branch to the soul hall. Just say what I said. Don''t be stingy." the saint said faintly.
"Zhenhun branch?" the voice in the dark seemed shocked: "holy master, zhenhun branch is too precious, I''m afraid..."
"It doesn''t matter. It''s just a soul branch. It should be a treasure here, but it''s no different from a dead branch in the eyes of others."
The voice in the dark wanted to say something, but the saint interrupted him and said, "by the way, Qingtian got the most sincere skill of ice palace a few days ago, but the most sincere skill he got is incomplete. I have a complete most sincere skill here, and you can find a way to give it to him."
As he spoke, the saint did not move, but a thin book flew into the darkness.
"Holy master, my subordinates don''t understand why they didn''t give the most sincere skill to the son of heaven?" asked the voice in the dark.
"This magic has a great origin and is not the inheritance of the ice palace. Naturally, it has its fate and can''t be forced. Moreover, this magic is very difficult to practice. It''s hard to say whether he can succeed in his practice." the saint explained.
"Subordinates understand! Subordinates will arrange properly." the voice in the dark said, and then gradually disappeared.
After the voice in the dark disappeared, the holy one sitting on the throne still didn''t move, as if thinking about something.
After a long time, he sighed leisurely, as if muttering to himself or to whom: "we don''t have much time left!"