1692 Soul Pool

The artistic conception of reincarnation, the first application in the Great Thousand World, immediately fooled Feng Yu, the little thunder knife of Shenxiaomen.

He muttered to himself, until now he couldn't figure out how he was struck by Xiao Chen.

He was too confident, thinking that in the way of the knife, he would definitely be able to enter the top three and top ten among the younger generation in the entire graveyard.

Even this is just his conservative estimate. In his heart, he even feels that he is number one.

When Xiao Chen didn't show up, the facts were the same. Among the swordsmen of the same generation in the three great caves, none of them could beat him.

The swordsman who can defeat him is undoubtedly not the true disciple of each faction, he is already a generation above him, and he still has time to catch up.

But Xiao Chen, who is only in the realm of half a step of Danyuan, he really can't figure it out.

"My comrades from Shenxiaomen, why don't you heal your senior brothers?"

When Xiao Chen saw that little thunder knife, he kept mumbling and talking to himself, a little annoyed.

With a glance, he motioned to the disciples of Shenxiaomen outside the pavilion to take Feng Yu away.

The faces of several people suddenly became hot, and it was the first time that they were ordered to do so when they came to Ziyanzong many times.

"Brother, let's go."

Whoosh whoosh!

Several core disciples of Shenxiaomen flew to the arena in the cloud and supported Feng Yudao.

Feng Yu woke up with a start, looked at Xiao Chen frantically and said, "I obviously escaped, why, I was still hit by the knife?"

It can't accept it at all. This result is more humiliating than being defeated.

I can't understand it myself?

Who is he? He is Lei Dao Xiangtian's proud disciple, and he is known as the most likely disciple to receive the title of master.

Even people of the same generation can't understand the sword skills, isn't that a big joke.

Xiao Chen recalled some things, and said lightly: "Go back and practice for a few more years. I have practiced swords for many years, and you have practiced swords for many years. There is nothing difficult to accept."

The other party is very similar to myself when I was young,

The same cultivation of Lei Dao, the same talent for swordsmanship.

It's just that the experience is different and the personality is different. Maybe one day, the other party will surpass himself, but obviously not now.

"Brother Feng Yu, you can go."

Although Ling Yu was defeated, seeing how Feng Yu was doing now, he was extremely happy. Let you keep coming to Ziyanzong to make trouble, let's see if you dare to come again in the future.

The disciple of Shenxiaomen felt that his face was dull and he couldn't stay for long, so he left quickly with Feng Yu.

When the other party walked away, Ling Yu immediately asked: "Uncle Shi, how did you do it, I don't understand that knife."

"You're not a swordsman, so it's useless to ask."

"That's right, it's not good." Ling Yu slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot to tell those disciples of the Shenxiaomen to get rid of the thunder in my body."

Xiao Chen said softly: "It's okay, I'll come."

For Lei Ting, Xiao Chen was still very confident, and checked the injured core disciples.

Xiao Chen probed the true essence into the opponent's body, directly and without any scruples, absorbed all the domineering lightning essence in the opponent's body into his own body.

He has cultivated into the field of thunder, which is a whole level higher than Feng Yu's will of thunder. These domineering thunder and lightning essence are nothing at all.

"That's great."

The three core disciples who had weak faces and worried brows all showed a hint of joy.

In this way, they can still enter the demon battlefield two months later to find their own opportunities.

"Thank you, are you really Senior Ye's younger brother?"

Several rescued disciples asked curiously after thanking them.

Xiao Chen thought for a while and said, "That's right, the thunder in your body has been dissolved by me, and you'll be fine after a few more days of rest."

These people? They were taken aback. I never expected that Senior Ye Zifeng would have such a young junior.

"Anyway, it's thanks to the uncle this time, otherwise Feng Yu doesn't know how long this Feng Yu will be arrogant."

"Over the past few years, our Purple Flame Sect has been really disgraced by him. Those true disciples can't make a move, so it can be said that there is nothing they can do about him."

"Master Uncle has really done a great thing for the Ziyan Sect. It's the first time I've seen Feng Yu suffer such a big loss and feel so aggrieved."

"However, Lei Dao Xiangtian is extremely defensive, uncle, you hurt his disciple, you have to be careful."

"That's right, that's right, Feng Yu also has a senior brother, who is a true disciple. He already has the cultivation base of the early stage of Dayuan Dan, and his talent is not inferior to Feng Yu's. The longer the practice time, the more difficult it is to deal with."

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, but didn't think too much, he still didn't believe that Lei Dao Xiang Tian would really attack him.

After this incident, Xiao Chen also remembered that the opening day of the demon battlefield is getting closer, and he really needs to make some preparations.

Just by looking at the battle between the core disciples of the Ziyan Sect and the Shenxiao Sect, we can see how fierce the competition is in the demon battlefield.

This is just the tip of the iceberg, every cave has a blessed place, dozens of sects.

The core disciples themselves are not afraid, but even the true disciples of the third-rank sects are enough to threaten him, not counting the true disciples of the fourth-rank sects.

However, there are not many true disciples in each sect, and the conditions for becoming a true disciple are extremely harsh.

Taking Zi Yanzong as an example, Xiao Chen knew that there seemed to be only five or six true disciples.

Since he was going to the demon battlefield, he didn't want to just be a passerby.

I have to, I have to ask Senior Brother Ye Zifeng for advice, and I have to ask about the question from three days ago.

After chatting casually with the core disciples of Zi Yanzong for a while, Xiao Chen bid farewell and left.

Ling Yu rolled his eyes, and quickly followed him: "Hee hee, uncle, when will the special training you mentioned start?"

Xiao Chen recalled that what Ling Yu was talking about was murderous training: "Let's start tomorrow. I happen to also practice the Dao of the Sword. A special training. If you meet that Feng Yu in the future, your odds of winning should be much improved."

"There is still a bottle of life juice source here, you should also refine it, and try to gain two months to break through to the late stage of Xiaoyuan Dan."

Ling Yu suddenly fell into ecstasy, which is really a timely help. After a few days, he has personally experienced the benefits brought by this highest quality life juice source.

The top of the mountain, the place where the clouds and mist are the most dense, and the place where the leaves and wind retreat.

Xiao Chen went up to the forbidden place among Zi Yanzong's disciples, and found that Ye Zifeng had already appeared, as if waiting for him.

"You shouldn't make a move. At least, you have to wait until you break through the Danyuan realm before you make a move."

Xiao Chen knew about worshiping Jianfeng, but he couldn't hide it from the other party, so he just asked, "Why?"

"Lei Dao Xiangtian was defeated by me once when he was young. He has always refused to accept it and wanted to fight me. I have been avoiding him all these years. His disciple has always come to trouble Ling Yu. In fact, part of the reason is He authorized it."

Xiao Chen was thoughtful: "Brother means that I have broken his plan."

"Well, but it's all trivial. I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I actually have some questions that I want to ask you."

"Brother, may I ask?"

"What bloodline do you have?"

Xiao Chen was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and then said truthfully: "The blood of the Dragon Clan Qinglong."

Ye Zifeng showed a dazed look, and murmured: "No wonder, that day, the aura on your body was both familiar and unrememberable. Qinglong bloodline, this also makes sense, but why, you can still If I'm alive, I really can't figure it out."

"Ah!" Xiao Chen was taken aback, he really didn't know why Ye Zifeng said that.

"It's strange, and I am also strange. You are only a real person, but you have already opened up a soul pool. If you were an ordinary person, your soul would have disappeared, but you are still alive."

Xiao Chen showed doubts: "Soul pool, what is it?"

"That's the place where the soul is cultivated and used to store the soul power. It is the most mysterious place in the human body. It is hidden between the eyebrows, at the end of the sea of ​​consciousness. Don't check it out. You can't feel it with your cultivation. "

Xiao Chen's heart jumped up suddenly, and all of a sudden, he thought of the "elixir" he swallowed before crossing.

"Don't think too much, the world is so big, there are no surprises. Even the Qinglong bloodline that has disappeared for tens of thousands of years can appear in the world, what is impossible, anyway, you can't figure it out."

Ye Zifeng's words also let Xiao Chen relax, there is really no need to entangle with this issue.

"I want to enter the demon battlefield, please help me."

It's better to return to reality and care about some things that are closely related to one's own strength.