Chapter 2490

time lapse.

Qin Huan, immersed in the soul quenching technique, forgot everything.

Quenching his soul again and again not only made his spirit body stronger and stronger, but also made his state of mind more and more refined.

Qin Huan, who was totally immersed in it, didn't deliberately remember the times of soul quenching, because every soul quenching could change the spirit, so he enjoyed it.

This day!

"Buzz!"

When Qin Yu quenched and the spirit body recovered, a slight hum suddenly came out of the spirit body.

Qin Yumeng woke up and quickly checked his spirit body.

"This is... A big week has been completed?" Qin Huan looked at his shining spirit and showed surprise.

According to the soul quenching technique of ten thousand robbers, after completing one week for the first time, the divine soul will reach the state of no shortage for the first time.

At this time, Qin Huan found that he had reached the perfect state of Wanjie soul quenching.

Because Qin Huan had been bombarded thousands of times, although the spirit recovered, it was made up of countless fragments of the spirit.

Therefore, there will be many defects inside. Now, these defects have disappeared. The whole spirit is like a whole and emits a faint light.

Not only that, Qin Huan found that his soul Yuan Li became more terrible.

At this time, the spirit Yuan Li became gray white, emitting a faint color light.

The soul quenching over the years has made the soul baby perfectly integrated with the life and death pattern, so that all the divine soul yuan forces diffuse from the life and death pattern, containing the powerful power of the law of life and death pattern.

"Now my spirit is not inferior to the ordinary six monks in the ancestral realm." Qin Huan felt his spirit carefully and was very confident!

Of course, this did not mean that Qin Huan could ignore all the monks in duantian city.

After all, although these friars were suppressed, Qin Huan could not resist the power contained in their divine patterns.

Unless Qin Huan could inspire all the power of birth and death patterns and heaven patterns and refine some top divine soul armor.

"If I can step into the seventh level of divine soul refining formula, maybe I can kill the ordinary divine realm except those top strong ones!" Qin Huan's eyes twinkled.

Now he can completely ignore any person whose real cultivation is under the divine realm, even if the divine realm is robbed, he can not take it to heart.

Because Qin Huan's divine soul yuan power is strong enough. Moreover, he has mastered the soul control skill of the soul control sect. In addition, the divine soul magic... Is enough to make him an invincible existence in the divine realm.

"Next, I need to study the prison soul and the divine power! With the strength of the divine power now, I can use most of the divine power of the master. I first understand the divine power, and then try to control the soul!" Qin Huan took a deep breath, and the divine power of the master's imperial soul came to mind.

Master Zun's emperor's soul let Daniel bring the nine types of spiritual powers of yuhun sect and Zhenzong. With Qin Huan's current spiritual power, he was able to perform the first five types.

"The first form of the nine forms of magic power: destroy, detonate one's own divine soul yuan force, destroy the soul of others..." Qin Huan thought of the formula of the first form of the nine forms of magic power, and the divine soul yuan force permeated his body.

At the same time, duantian City, in a mansion.

Win unbeaten sat right above the hall and listened to the report of the old man in front.

"After so long, the star son seems to have completely left the Vientiane soul sky. I don't know how long it will take to wait like this," the old man sighed.

Invincible, staring at the front with sharp eyes and a little struggle on his face.

"Young emperor, isn't he waiting for you to challenge? Do you want us to raise our chips? Lead him to appear?" the old man said in a low voice.

"My intention is not to fight for life and death, just lead him out." the winner said.

He didn't care about Qin Huan's life and death. What he valued was the ZuLong chair. He wanted to find a way to get the ZuLong chair from Qin Huan!

Only in this way can he sit firmly on the throne of the little emperor!

"Why don't you let out the wind and auction the blood of the first emperor?" the old man said.

Win unbeaten slowly closed his eyes: "he is already a purple and gold VIP of the Vientiane hall. It is impossible for the Vientiane hall to reveal any information about him!"

"Did you find out the origin of the man with gods?" win unbeaten suddenly opened his eyes.

"I got nothing. I can't get his orthodoxy from the information I collected." the old man shook his head and said.

"Uncle five, you need to watch this person in person. He is the only hope to find out the star son." he turned slowly to the old man and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, young emperor!" the old man nodded respectfully.

"Just stare at him. Don't touch him. We can't make friends with him." win unbeaten told him again.

After the old man left, wining unbeaten slowly stood up and looked at the front: "it is said that the first emperor's Dragon chair... The first emperor's Dragon chair is in the winner's ancestral land. Why does it appear in the hands of xingchenzi? Where does this xingchenzi... Come from?"

"Anyway, I must get the Dragon chair of the first emperor. With my blood and ancestral soul, the position of the little emperor is as stable as Mount Tai!" the winner took a deep breath.

Among the supreme forces, the position like the little emperor is the lifelong goal of countless demons of the major forces.

The position of the little emperor is not to rest easy after being recognized, because every hundred years, the little emperor has to accept the challenge of other demons in the family.

Once the war is defeated, it will be replaced. Therefore, although winning and invincible is superficial, they dare not have any carelessness or slack off.

In another Inn room in duantian city.

In the room, a kind-hearted old man was walking back and forth with an anxious look.

"Xiaofengzi, since I'm here, I won't leave in a hurry, so don't worry." a man in Confucian clothes sat by the tea table, looked at the old man walking back and forth, and said with a light smile.

The man in Confucian clothes looks about in his early thirties, with black hair on his shoulders. Although his facial features are not outstanding, he gives people a sense of calmness and elegance. He looks calm and has an easy-going smile on his face, which gives people a sense of freedom and freedom.

"Eldest martial brother, I'm not in a hurry, but I want to prove that what I said is true. That boy is really the man's separated disciple. He has his mark on his body. I didn't read it wrong!!" xiaofengzi said urgently.

"I didn't say I didn't believe it. Wait until I see him." the man in Confucian clothes smiled.

The more the man in Confucian clothes is like this, the more xiaofengzi can't sit still

"No, why is it useless for this boy to take my soul paper? It's reasonable that someone should have watched him long ago. But there's no him in the broken sky city. Isn't he in the Vientiane soul sky? No, next time you must ask which God domain he is, and go directly to him when necessary..."