Chapter 832

"No?" Xiao Yang was stunned.

"Hum!"

With one hand, the ink master quickly made the seal, and immediately shot it out. A mighty spiritual force rushed to the king of the night, the pool in the cave, and burst out water columns.

Seeing this, Xiao Yang gaped.

If he didn't have absolute trust in master Mo, he almost thought that master Mo was going to kill the king of the night.

The black robe agitated in the wind, the eyes of the king of night changed dramatically, and the sickle blade of the black sickle in his hand instinctively crossed his body.

As a mysterious beast, it felt a strange breath in the ink master.

This breath does not belong to the mysterious beast, nor does it belong to the spirit beast, but it is very familiar, as if one day, it had a close contact.

"Boom!"

The spirit power rushes through the body of the king of the night. A thin black needle, whew, shoots out of it.

"What is that?" Xiao Yang's heart vibrated.

"Come here!"

In the cold hum, the ink master's right hand held it, and the mighty spiritual power roared back, and the black needle was also slightly suspended above his palm.

"Boom!"

Black needle out of the body, Wan yewang issued a suppressed roar, a very majestic wave, from its body swept around, the pool side of several elixirs, instant into powder.

The breath of the king of the night is soaring.

The sixth order nirvana.

Seventh order nirvana.

The eighth order nirvana.

Nine steps of nirvana.

At this point, just stop!

"How could that be?" Xiao Yang has a dull face.

This is just a short time, wanyewang from the fifth level, at one stroke across to the Ninth level?

What happened?

"Shua!"

The black sickle in his hand hung down, and the fierce air oozing from it cut a deep groove on the floor below. The eyes of the king of night were still cold and indifferent.

It seems that what happened just now has nothing to do with it.

"Soul lock needle?" Looking at the black needle in the palm of his hand, the ink master looked as expected.

"What is this?" After observing for a long time, Xiao Yang asked in surprise.

"The soul lock needle is a kind of spiritual treasure made by the spirit beast jiukui after it fell in the dark night. After it is knocked out, it can block the spirit power of the spirit beast or the mysterious beast. If it takes long enough, it can even devour the spirit power and make its realm fall." Mohist.

Staring at the soul lock needle, the night king held the palm of the black sickle tightly.

"I guess it was a certain spirit Master who wanted to make a spirit pact with the king of night. After all kinds of attempts failed, he was angry and used the soul lock needle to make the king of night's spirit power dissipate slowly until he died."

The ink master's eyes flashed slightly: "I guess the strength of the king of the night should be around the eighth level of the throne before the soul lock needle."

Xiao Yang's eyelids jump slightly.

From the eighth throne to the ninth Nirvana?

The gap is not big.

"Shua!"

Staring at the soul lock needle for a long time, Wan yewang's face flashed indifferently and went directly into Xiao Yang's spirit gate. The black air in the field slowly drifted away.

See, Xiao Yang is full of black lines.

Without even saying hello, he went in and out of the spirit gate at will. In the eyes of Wan Ye Wang, his spirit Master's sense of existence was basically zero.

"Hey, hey, don't look like that. If you don't pull out the soul lock needle, it will disappear from heaven and earth. Maybe the king of the night won't even make a spirit pact with you."

Mo master gloated: "everything is difficult at the beginning, you still need a long running in period to communicate with it easily."

Xiao Yang nods helplessly.

It's not a small challenge.

"In other words, this lock soul is a great tonic for you."

Mo Shi's words changed: "while absorbing the spirit power of the night king, the soul lock needle constantly devours the pure spirit light in the Tongling pagoda. Although the weight is extremely small, the accumulated spirit light over the years is also a terrible number."

With that, the master flexed his fingers and flicked the black needle out.

"Whew!"

Two fingers hold the soul lock needle, Xiao Yang makes a slight reaction, and immediately his face rises with joy.

Among them, he felt a very condensed aura.

That's more than the light you get when you enter the ten times tower.

Even, no less than a Nirvana pill!

"I can refine this thing?" In Xiao Yang's eyes, there was a trace of heat.

After refining this group of aura, his strength will break through the seventh level!

"Of course." Mo Shi nodded with a smile.

It was a surprise.

I don't know if the man who planted the soul lock needle for WAN yewang knew that because of him, Xiao Yang not only successfully concluded a spiritual covenant with Wan yewang, but also made a breakthrough with him. What would he feel."What about the rest of the psychic power?" Xiao Yang's eyes flashed.

"The rest is the dark power of the king of night, which is very powerful. If it is refined by the throne level dark spirit beast, it is likely to break through several levels in a row. Of course, if it is used by the throne level king of night, the effect will be more significant." Mo Shi said with a smile.

"Good." Xiao Yang let out a breath lightly.

This soul lock needle should be kept carefully. When it is promoted to Queen of spirit, it will play a role.

Otherwise, it's a pity that Wan Ye Wang has lost so much precious spiritual power.

"After a few days, we'll peel off the aura and wait for a breakthrough."

Putting the soul lock needle into the empty boundary stone, Xiao Yang's mind moved. The seed he got from the spirit tower flashed into his palm: "master Mo, do you know this thing?"

"Ancient species?" After looking at it for a long time, the master finally shook his head: "there is a layer of spiritual power film on the surface of this ancient species. If you force exploration, it is likely to destroy it. The best way is to buy some materials and refine the Holy Spirit liquid."

Shenghun liquid is more effective than eczema liquid.

It's said that if the material of shenghun liquid is close to perfection, even the ancient trees with ten thousand years can be produced overnight!

Of course, only the emperor of medicine knows whether it is true or not.

After all, the formula of shenghun liquid was developed by him and did not spread in the mainland.

"If you want to make a perfect Holy Spirit liquid, you need nearly 20 ten level elixirs. I'm afraid that even if you sell me these rare materials, you can't get them together."

Xiao Yang thought: "however, with my knowledge of Dan Dao, I can make a simple version of shenghun liquid prescription by using some less effective elixirs as substitutes."

"But it will take a month to do these things."

Xiao Yang couldn't help laughing as he felt the burning power in his body.

The aura on the 50th floor of the Tongling pagoda has benefited several spirit beasts in the body. After that, a near ultimate battle has made the potential of several spirit beasts be greatly exploited.

Sitting on the stone bed, around Xiao Yang's body, five streamers of different colors slowly curled up. At a glance, they were very gorgeous.

"After such a long time, it's time to break through."