Chapter 459

Whew! Whew!

A large number of heaven and Earth Spirit gathered around Ye Hongtian and turned into spirit. The blade kept flying, which would be startled by the poverty in the air.

He wanted to fly back to Ye Hongtian's head, but no matter how he flapped his wings, he couldn't fly down. The soul power and purple air from ye Hongtian's heavenly cover were so huge.

Finally, poor Qi can only fly up, fly to a corner of the training room, lying on the ground to observe Ye Hongtian's changes.

A large amount of purple gas was ejected from Ye Hong's celestial body and drilled back again and again. With the more times of repetition, the more wonderful the breath of Ye Hongtian was.

After repeated dozens of times, a strong purple light burst out from the whole left sternum of Ye Hongtian, illuminating the whole training room.

Hiding in the corner of the poor feeling the breath of purple light, the body can not help shaking up, eyes full of fear.

"Although I see ye Hongtian absorb the purple Qi while waving his sword every day, I didn't expect that he had already saved so much in his body. This pressure is too terrible." Poor Qi curled up in the corner and murmured.

This fear is his instinctive reaction as a fierce beast. He did not personally experience the power of purple Qi, but he was afraid of it. It can only be said that it is inherited by blood.

Just when poor Qi was still lamenting the terrible pressure on Ye Hongtian, the shoulder part of the statue in front of Ye Hongtian suddenly dropped a stone to the ground.

As soon as the stone touched the ground, it was rolled up again by Ye Hongtian's purple air. The zhenhun stone, which could not even be bitten by the poor people, turned into stone powder in Ye Hongtian's purple air, and was inhaled into his body by Ye Hongtian.

"Poof!"

Not long after the stone powder was inhaled, ye Hongtian's eyes immediately recovered, and a mouthful of blood spat out.

This scene is the same as that of Ye Hongtian when he first understood the statue, except that there was no big hole in Ye Hongtian's chest and his heart didn't stop. It was just a little painful.

"Wheezing ~ wheezing ~" Ye Hongtian held his chest and gasped violently. His eyes were full of red. "The last time happened again, but this time it seems that I have become stronger and have not received fatal injuries."

Looking at the statue in front of me, I saw that statue seemed to live in general, and showed a banter smile towards Ye Hongtian.

Ye Hongtian looked at the statue in front of him in disbelief. He rubbed his eyes with his hands. When he looked back, the smile on the statue's face disappeared.

"Is this statue, as Hu Si said, a statue sealed with countless spirits?" Ye Hongtian frowned and murmured.

At this time, poor Qi, who has been hiding in the corner, slowly flies towards Ye Hongtian, and flies around Ye Hongtian in surprise.

"You are a monster! So the solid zhenhun stone was ground into stone powder by your purple Qi. You didn't die when you inhaled the stone powder of zhenhun stone. What's your body made of? " Poor Qi scratched the back of Ye Hongtian's hand with his claws.

"Soul stone?" He scratched Ye Hongtian's head.

He did not know that the statue in front of him was what poor Qi called the soul stone. He did not know that he had inhaled the stone powder of the stone. He only thought that he was hurt because he understood the statue.

"You are really I don't know what words to use to describe you. If I don't know anything, I will understand and suck into my body. I really don't know how I survived these ten years. " Poor Qi said with a sigh.

"The statue you learned is made of zhenhun stone. The hardness of zhenhun stone can't leave any trace on it even my teeth. The person who can make zhenhun stone into this kind of statue is absolutely a great power."

"As the name suggests, the use of zhenhun stone is to suppress spirits. Although I don't know how you ground the stone into stone powder, it's a miracle in the world that you can inhale the stone powder and not die."

"What's more, the spirit stone is really sealed with spirits, but there are only ten or twenty spirits, not as many as you think, and most of them are in a state of awakening."

After listening to what poor Qi said, ye Hongtian fell into meditation, and then suddenly caught poor Qi in his hand.

"Are the statues in the Pantheon all the soul stones?" Ye Hongtian grabs poor Qi and asks.

"Pantheon?"

Poor strange doubts repeated the wanshengdian, a pair of do not know what ye Hongtian is saying.

"I'm usually in a state of deep sleep and recover my strength. I don't know where the Pantheon you mentioned is. If you can take me to have a look now, I can tell whether there are soul stones in it."

When ye Hongtian heard the speech, he showed his original look. After seeing the statue behind him, he turned around and walked out of the training room.

Shen Yan is out now because he has to deal with some things. Ye Hongtian is not familiar with Shen Yan's palace, so he gropes for a while before reaching the door of the treasure house from the cultivation room.

The door of the treasure house has been closed, and ye Hongtian's face shows a pity look. If you can go in and steal some good things before you leave, it's still very good.However, he can only think like this. He doesn't want to be chased and killed by Shen Yan in the whole mainland. If shenyuanjing pursues him personally, he can't really live.

Shen Yan has been practicing in the palace all day long. Now he has found out the time in his memory.

In Shen Yan's palace gate, he pasted a note indicating that he had left. His feet stepped on the ground and spread his wings and flew to the Pantheon hall.

Although it is late at night, there are still many people in the Pantheon. For the ascetics, time is just a concept.

Walking to a remote part of the Pantheon hall, several statues here are not understood. It may be because the wonderful breath on the statues is relatively weak.

"Little poor Qi, come out and have a look. Are these statues made of soul stone?" Ye Hongtian asked after calling out poverty and wonder.

After appearing from the top of Ye Hongtian's head, qiongqi's nose fluttered a few times, then shook his head. The dark red light in his eyes flashed and looked at the other statues.

After a while, poor Qi closed his eyes and said, "there are only two statues made of zhenhun stone in the Pantheon. The others are just stones made of flesh after the fall of some strong men."

"The flesh of the strong turned into stone?" Ye Hongtian widened his eyes. "It turns out that part of what Hu Si said is true. These statues are really made of the body of the strong."

Approaching the statue closest to him, ye Hongtian closed his eyes and carefully felt the breath on the statue. A very strange and familiar breath came out from the statue.

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