Chapter 1804 Golden Liquid

There are more than 32,000 restrictions in this god's tomb, three of which are in a damaged state, but the remaining restrictions can still form a field, but this field is no longer perfect and has flaws.

With a flaw, Song Yan was given the opportunity to destroy him.

After painstakingly studying the restrictions left by the Star God King for more than a hundred years, Song Yan's attainments in restrictions have been quite high.

After pondering for a moment, more than thirty ways to break it appeared in his mind.

In the end, he chose the longest but most reliable cracking method.

The next moment, he flipped his hands and played a series of restriction techniques, which turned into dots of light and merged into the restriction.

As these light points merged, a certain point in the field formed by more than 30,000 restrictions changed slightly, and then, a trace of golden divine power floated out from there.

At this moment, Song Yan flew up with the "Holy Body of Chaos" and reached out to grab the trace of golden divine power.

"puff!"

His palm was directly pierced by that trace of divine power, and a drop of blood fell from mid-air...

"So strong!"

Even just a trace of divine power, which is much stronger than the ancestor immortals, can easily penetrate his palm. You know, his body cannot be broken even by ordinary ancestor immortals.

But at the next moment, he reached out and grabbed it again. This time, his hands were filled with chaotic energy.

"Puff puff!"

That trace of divine power seemed to have spirituality, rushing wildly under the package of chaotic energy in his palm, and the thick layer of vigorous energy had a tendency to collapse.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Song Yan directly moved the chaotic energy and the divine power in it into the chaotic vortex in his body. Then, he frantically activated the Chaos Holy Body in an attempt to refine this divine power.

But this ray of divine power is like the incarnation of an ancient behemoth, charging crazily in the chaotic whirlpool.

"Wow!"

The strong shock force directly caused Song Yan to spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

"Sir! Are you okay?"

Bunny asked with concern.

"Don't come over, I'm fine!"

Song Yan waved his hand, gathering all the chaotic energy in his body into the chaotic vortex, and started spinning crazily.

Perhaps that trace of divine power sensed his fate, and the collision became more severe.

"It doesn't matter that you are a god. After all, you are a rootless duckweed. Be honest!"

Song Yan shouted and increased the rotation speed of the chaotic vortex.

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

Suddenly, Song Yan vomited blood again.

However, under his fierceness, the collision of the golden divine power became weaker and weaker, and in the end it even stopped the collision, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

But Song Yan did not relax just yet.

Who knows if this magical power is "pretending to be dead" and will give him a fatal blow as soon as he relaxes his vigilance.

While sneering, Song Yan flipped his hands rapidly and fired hundreds of restraints one after another, confining the power of "pretending to be dead" while the chaotic vortex accelerated its refining.

Feeling the restraint that imprisoned it, the divine power struggled again. Unfortunately, it had lost its best chance. If it had continued to fight against Song Yan before, it might have been possible to escape, but now, it was already flesh and blood. Let him slaughter you.

An hour.

Two hours.

Five hours.

That trace of divine power finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he accepted his fate and was refined by Song Yan.

A few more hours passed.

That trace of divine power was refined into dozens of drops of golden liquid.

Every drop of golden liquid exuded an alluring fragrance, and every part of his body was like a starving ghost that had been hungry for tens of thousands of years, making a strong request to absorb these golden liquids.

So, Song Yan tried to mobilize a drop of golden liquid to his right arm. After releasing the restraint of the golden liquid, the mysterious talisman in his arm suddenly sent out a huge suction force, sucking the drop of golden liquid into it.

Then, the mysterious talisman on his right arm began to transform rapidly. It took two full hours for the transformation to be completed, and a pure power immediately returned from the mysterious talisman and washed his right arm.

Washed by this force, his right arm was strengthening every minute.

When the baptism of power was completed, Song Yan raised his right arm and punched, and with a pop, the void was easily penetrated by him.

He was sure that his right arm was more than ten times stronger than his left arm.

"too strong!"

Song Yan quickly transported the golden liquid in the chaotic vortex to various parts of his body, and was absorbed by the mysterious talisman in it. Then the mysterious talisman absorbed the golden liquid and spewed out energy to strengthen his body.

Feeling the continuous strengthening of his body, Song Yan couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan.

Finally, after his body was strengthened, Song Yan opened his eyes. He was sure that if he fought Chang Feng Po again now, he would definitely be sure to win.

At this moment, his strength has surpassed that of ordinary first-level ancestor immortals.

Fifteen drops were used up, leaving seventeen drops of golden liquid.

After thinking about it, he transported another drop of golden liquid to his right arm. The mysterious talisman also absorbed it and released the power to strengthen his right arm. However, the strengthening effect became weaker, and it only made his body stronger. About doubled.

Then, he used fourteen more drops of golden liquid to strengthen other parts.

Finally, there were only two drops of golden liquid left.

Looking at the restriction outside the God's Tomb, he could sense that there was at least Shisi's divine power inside, so he sent these two drops of golden liquid into his soul.

"Um!"

The golden liquid melted as soon as it entered his soul, just like soaking in a hot spring. The pores of his soul were all opened, absorbing the power of the golden liquid, and it was like returning to the mother's body...

It took a full two hours for his soul to completely merge with the two drops of golden liquid.

Although his soul has not undergone the third transformation, it has become more powerful, especially the power of the "phantom" of his own evolved soul and body.

In the past, the magical power of "illusion" could only confuse Xuanxian, but now, it should be able to confuse ordinary ancestors.

Once the ancestors are confused by him, life and death will depend on his thoughts.

"very good!"

Song Yan was overjoyed and looked at the restrictions outside the tomb of the god with hot eyes.

"Come again!"

While drinking, Song Yan kept turning his hands, and the dots of light merged into a certain point in the field again.

Then……

Another trace of golden divine power floated out.

With the experience of capturing it last time, this time, he directly grabbed it with his palm wrapped in chaotic energy, closed it, and then moved it into the chaotic vortex.

This ray of divine power was also struggling wildly, trying to break the shackles and escape from Song Yan's body.

But how could Song Yan let him get his wish? He quickly hit the ban to contain it, and then refined it through the chaotic vortex.

More than ten hours later, this magical power turned into thirty-two drops of golden liquid.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Song Yan discovered that after refining two strands of divine power, his chaotic vortex seemed to have undergone some special changes and became more powerful.

Sure enough, after Song Yan elicited the third ray of divine power, it only took nine hours for the chaotic vortex to refine it into a golden liquid.