Chapter 530 Cang Lan Soul Limit

Chapter 530   Canglan Soul Limit

The main hall of practice was silent.

Only Qin Nan's eyes were shining sharply.

Martial Dao realm, above the Martial Emperor, are Martial Venerable, Martial Saint, Martial Patriarch and so on.

The peak combat power of the four major forces, Wendao Patriarch and other characters have all reached the peak level of martial saints.

Qin Nan is now the Heaven-Defying Martial Emperor, with a combat power comparable to that of a Martial Venerable, but compared to Wendao Patriarch and others, there is still a big difference.

However, he has the soul of the god of war, as long as the level of the soul of the god of war is raised, the speed of practice can be greatly increased.

Zhou Bihua sat on the big ice-wood chair, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if he could see through Qin Nan's thoughts, and said, "You don't think you want to take revenge on the four major forces, do you?"

When Qin Nan was asked this question, he came back to his senses and nodded without hesitation.

"Hehe." Zhou Bihua stood up, with a tall figure showing a strong sense of oppression, and said: "I advise you to restrain your mind, the upper domain Dongzhou is more terrifying than you imagined."

Qin Nan raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Bihua's voice suddenly turned cold, like a thunderbolt, exploding here.

"In the Canglan Continent, the laws of heaven are unfair. All monks communicate with the world with their martial spirits. If the level of their martial spirits is not enough, they will definitely not be able to aspire to the top. In our Upper East Continent, it is also called the Canglan Soul Limit!"

"What is Canglan Soul Limit?"

"Above the earth-level fourth-rank martial soul, one can aspire to become a martial sage."

"Earth-level sixth-grade Martial Soul, in our upper domain, Dongzhou, can be called a top genius."

"Earth-level seventh-grade martial soul, you can call it a super genius!"

"Only an earth-level eighth-rank martial soul can break through to a martial sage and aspire to become a half-step martial ancestor! This kind of person is called a seed genius in our Upper Region East Continent."

"Of course, only the earth-level ninth-grade martial spirit can have the opportunity to completely aspire to the Martial Ancestor!"

These words, like thunderballs, burst out one after another, blasting into Qin Nan's mind.

Qin Nan never imagined that in the upper region of Dongzhou, the geniuses would be divided by rank.

Zhou Bihua's voice calmed down, and said: "In other words, you don't have an earth-level eighth-rank martial spirit, and you can't reach the half-step Martial Ancestor realm in your whole life. If you don't have a half-step Martial Ancestor realm, how can you deal with the four major forces? Great powers, with peak martial saints, great half-step imperial weapons, and all kinds of backgrounds! Only when you become a half-step martial ancestor, can you have a glimmer of hope!"

Hearing this, Qin Nan completely understood.

What is Canglan Soul Limit?

Martial spirit level is not the third rank of the earth level, it is impossible to become a strong martial saint, and the level is less than the eighth rank of the earth level, it is impossible to become a half-step martial ancestor.

This is an iron rule.

Under this rule, unless one gets a great opportunity like Gong Yang and changes one's life against the sky, otherwise, no matter how hard one tries, how hard one tries, and how persistent one is, one cannot break it.

Zhou Bihua said these words because Qin Nan's Martial Spirit is a sixth-grade prefecture level, and in his entire life, he can only reach the realm of Martial Saint.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou, for letting me know. Of course I know." Qin Nan cupped his hands with a calm expression.

Canglan soul limit, he has heard a little bit in the lower domain, it may be an iron-like rule and an insurmountable wall to the people of the entire Canglan continent, but to him, it does not exist at all.

If the soul of the God of War has sufficient resources, it is no problem to become a heaven-level tenth-rank martial soul.

"Uncle Zhou, let's not talk about this." Qin Nan's eyes flashed a gleam, and he said, "Now that the four major forces are chasing me, you didn't hand me over to the four major forces. I'm afraid it's not just because of the Azure Dragon Holy Lord. ?”

Zhou Bihua sat down, stared at Qin Nan with deep eyes, and said slowly, "That's right, three months later, when you finish training in the Phoenix Camp, I have something to ask. That old guy once said, You can do this matter. If that old fellow deceived me and you can’t do it, I will hand you over to the four major forces..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Bihua paused slightly, and said calmly: "Of course, if you succeed, as long as you cover up your identity well, even if there are four major forces chasing you, I can protect you!"

Just a few dozen words, full of domineering.

In the face of the four major forces, how can ordinary people do it to keep Qin Nan safe?

Qin Nan subconsciously glanced at Zhou Bihua with the God of War's left pupil, but as expected, he could only see a clue, not the whole picture.

"Since the Holy Master Qinglong said that I can do it, then I can do it, and if I can get Zhou Bihua's support at that time, then I will be able to move forward better in this Upper Region East Continent..."

Qin Nan thought for a while, and immediately figured out the key point, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Holy Master Qinglong, was waiting for him three hundred years ago.

Even if he turned into the left arm of God of War, he paved a lot of roads for Qin Nan.

"Behave well, don't let me down in these three months."

Zhou Bihua waved his hand, as if pointing something.

Qin Nan stopped talking and withdrew from it, but just as he withdrew from it, a sharp light fell on him.

"Duan Qing, what did the Battalion Commander ask you for?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the geniuses in Huangtu Dojo flashed with surprise.

Because the person who said this was obviously Mu Chengye.

Mu Chengye is an earth-level seventh-rank Martial Spirit. Looking at the entire Eastern Continent of the Upper Region, he can be called a super genius. He has a cold personality and hardly talks to others. This is the first time he has asked for it.

However, all the geniuses are not stupid. From this sentence, it can be seen that Mu Chengye cares a lot about that lord's every move.

"Nothing."

Qin Nan shook his head. He knew what Mu Chengye was thinking, but it was just a conversation, so of course he wouldn't say it.

"Is it?"

Mu Chengye seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be drawing a conclusion, a slight cold light flashed in his blue eyes.

"Everyone be quiet." At this time, Wang Lao, who was standing above, shouted: "Now the ninety-ninth Phoenix Battalion's three-month special training has officially begun! Now the two team leaders will lead the team. Members, come with me to the Palace of Exercises and choose the exercises! Remember, to choose the exercises, a person only has one chance!"

"Yes!"

"clear!"

The geniuses present all showed a gleam of light in their eyes.

They all knew very well that whether it was the Phoenix Camp, the Baihu Camp, the Xuanwu Camp, or the great geniuses from the Fentian Ancient Kingdom, they joined in not only for the future, but also because of the exercises in the three camps.

"Huh?" Qin Nan keenly sensed something was wrong, but his understanding of the three camps was too little, so he looked at Xuemeng.

"Hey, the exercises of these three battalions are passed down from the three great guardian beasts, and some of them are from the ancient ruins. Each of the exercises is very precious. If you are lucky, it is also possible to choose the ancient arts! "Xuemeng's eyes were full of fire.

"Ancient art?"

Qin Nan's face froze for a moment, and his voice blurted out.