Chapter 308 The Bronze Mirror Changes

Chapter 308 The bronze mirror has changed

"What exactly is going on?"

A cold sweat appeared on Qin Nan's forehead.

Before this, the Soul of the God of War was still good, and now there is no sign, and it has become what it is now.

"It is possible that the spirit of the God of War has reached the tenth-grade Xuan-level martial arts, and the demand for medicinal pills has increased. I have encountered this situation several times before. Swallow all the remaining Martial Emperor Pills. Serve, presumably the soul of the god of war will definitely be able to advance to the prefecture level!"

Qin Nan thought for a while, and when he had the answer, he quickly grabbed a handful of Wuhuang Pills and kept stuffing them into his mouth.

1.3 million pieces!

Two million!

Three million two hundred thousand!

4.7 million pieces!

Qin Nan's hands turned into afterimages, and at an astonishing speed, he kept stuffing the Martial Emperor Pill into his mouth.

You must know that with his mouth, even if he tried his best to open it, he could only swallow more than 200 Martial Emperor Pills at one time. Now that he has swallowed 5 million Martial Emperor Pills, Qin Nan has no idea how many times he has swallowed them. His mouth was numb and his hands were starting to feel sore.

However, it hasn't stopped.

He seems to be in a demon, madly swallowing, swallowing, swallowing!

Six million!

Seven hundred and ninety thousand!

Eight hundred and eighty thousand!

Nine hundred and ninety thousand!

Four full hours have passed. In this compound, Qin Nan is motionless, like a sculpture, his eyes are fixed on the medicine pill, his hands are still not slowing down, even though his arms have begun to twitch uncontrollably, He didn't stop.

Everyone said that Qin Nan was just born a martial idiot, but it wasn't.

What is suffering?

Tired of what?

Grit your teeth and come over.

Eleven million!

Thirteen million!

14.8 million pieces!

Until Qin Nan swallowed a total of 14.9 million Wuhuang Pills, he seemed to have lost his soul. He stopped and closed his mouth. In his eyes, the stormy sea was rolling. .

"The 14.9 million Martial Emperor Pills have not been promoted to the Soul of the God of War?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't get promoted, but a ray of Chaos Qi hasn't been born yet?"

Qin Nan's fists were clenched tightly, his blue veins burst out, and he kept shaking.

He has now realized a problem, something may have happened to the Soul of the God of War!

Because even if you are promoted to an Earth-level Martial Spirit, no matter how many pills you need, it is impossible that 14.9 million Martial Emperor Pills cannot be promoted!

How huge is the 14.9 million Martial Emperor Pills?

Converted to Wuzong Pill, it is 1.49 billion, converted to Wuwang Pill, it is 10490 billion, not to mention the Xiantian Pill and Body Tempering Pill!

"Is the Martial Emperor Pill invalid?"

Suddenly, Qin Nan realized the problem.

The last time he swallowed Wuzongdan, could it be that the soul of the god of war has a certain requirement for the level of the medicinal pill, and cannot exceed Wuzongdan?

"Go and try!"

Qin Nan immediately stood up and exchanged all the 100,000 Martial Emperor Pills on his body into Wu Zong Pills, a total of 10 million!

"Keep swallowing!"

Qin Nan gritted his teeth and swallowed a holy medicine for healing. After recovering a lot of strength, he adjusted his breathing, and his hands suddenly turned into afterimages. He grabbed the medicine pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

One million!

Two million!

Six million!

Another four hours passed, the sky was completely dark, and Jiang Huangcheng was still very lively, but there was not a single pill left in Qin Nan's storage bag. On the ground, his eyes were slightly lost.

14.9 million Martial Emperor Pills!

Ten million Wu Zongdan!

The soul of the god of war has not been promoted, and the spirit of chaos has not been born.

The Soul of the God of War, which was domineering in the past, seemed like a pool of stagnant water at this time, no matter how many medicinal pills there were, there would be no response.

"Could it be that the Soul of the God of War, the most top-level state, is only a tenth-grade Xuan-level martial arts? Can't advance to an Earth-level martial arts?"

This thought suddenly popped into Qin Nan's mind.

From the current situation, only this explanation is the most reasonable.

However, he quickly shook his head, he believed very much in the soul of the God of War, it was absolutely impossible, and the ultimate potential was only the tenth rank of Xuan level!

Among them, there must be a key that he is not clear about!

hum!

Suddenly, with a slight trembling sound, a bronze mirror suddenly flew out of the storage bag. On the bronze mirror, many mysterious patterns were intertwined, as if the smoke had been blown away, revealing the bronze mirror. The true face of , a blue light, slightly rippling, like green water.

"kindness?"

Qin Nan was slightly stunned.

This bronze mirror was one of the three remnants he obtained on the third floor of Gu Yunfang.

At that time, he used the Eye of the God of War to capture any mystery in it. Why does it fly out at this time?

boom!

In the azure bronze mirror, it seemed that a passage in the dark was opened, and an ancient aura rushed out.

The hair on Qin Nan's body exploded in an instant. In his left eye, an unstoppable scorching heat, wisps of golden light continued to bloom.

"This is……"

Qin Nan's face was full of astonishment.

He was very familiar with this ancient atmosphere, and it only appeared when Zuo Tong, God of War, communicated with that ancient mysterious world.

"I can tell you your doubts." At this moment, a cold female voice resounded in the bronze mirror.

This female voice seemed to come from above the nine heavens, untainted by the world, and seemed ruthless and indifferent, but also like a glacier, without emotion, even if it was just the sound, there was a feeling of ice thorns being blown into the bones by the cold wind.

Qin Nan's hair stood on end, and his mind was even more unsteady. He didn't know why, although this voice did not fluctuate, it gave him an unimaginable oppression.

It was as if he had to surrender under this voice.

It's just that he has long been baptized by Zuo Tong, God of War. Under the pressure, his ability to bear is no small matter. It didn't take long for him to come back to his senses and subconsciously say: "My doubts? What doubts do I have..."

Qin Nan's expression suddenly changed.

His doubts?

Isn't his doubt about the soul of the god of war, unable to advance, unable to give birth to the Qi of Chaos?

Does this bronze mirror know?

"Who are you and why do you know this!"

Qin Nan shouted sharply.

The Soul of the God of War is his biggest secret, and he will never allow others to spy on it easily.

"As long as there is in this world, I will know." The cold female voice continued to sound, but her voice gradually became lower, not as majestic as at the beginning, and seemed to be gradually weakening, "I also know that the martial spirit in your body, and It was not born to you. I also know that your left eye is fused with another eyeball. I also know that its existence does not belong to Canglan Continent."

"you!"

Qin Nan's expression changed drastically.

Although this sentence is extremely arrogant, why does this bronze mirror know so much?

"Who the hell are you! I'll ask you one last time!"

Qin Nan shouted in a low voice, with layers of murderous aura in his voice.

"who I am?"

"Who are you asking me?"

"I don't even know who I am."

"I only know that your spirit is qualified to know who I am."

"But you are not qualified."

That female voice was icy cold.