Chapter 1830 Soul Shaman Attacks the Old Sage (Part 2)
"The secret book of Soul Shaman breaking through the Old Sage?" The Old Sage Mo Ling was stunned and almost fell down.
How dare you!
Without the secrets of the exercises, without the experience of seeing the breakthrough, just directly attack...
You are an ancient sage, and you are at another small level, so you have nothing to do for fun?
With a speechless expression on his face, he flipped his wrist, and a pile of books appeared in the air, and he flicked his fingers: "Here!"
The soul-shaman master of the foreign spirit family has not cut off the inheritance, and he is even a strong person at the level of the ancient saints. There are many such books.
Zhang Xuan's Soul Shaman wriggled, grabbed the book with his huge palm in the air, and with a sweep of his eyes, countless contents entered his mind and became his own knowledge.
However, he immediately shook his head.
These are indeed the experience and methods of Soul Shaman breaking through the Old Sage, but they are not practical for him.
He began to cultivate from the soul-inducing tactic, which is at the level of heaven, which is completely different from the opponent's. If he really wants to make a breakthrough according to the opposite method, if he doesn't do it well, he will go crazy and become insane.
"I can only rely on myself... Since the first soul-shaman can find a way to break through the Old Sage, so can I!"
Shaking his head and forgetting all the knowledge he just saw, Zhang Xuan fell into a state of no self and nothing.
The first soul-shaman, who can find a breakthrough method by himself, and succeeds, he will certainly be able to.
Not everything depends on previous experience.
The soul power in the holy relic stone surged like a river, nourishing his soul body, because the infusion was too fast, and the whole person's thoughts appeared chaotic.
The souls of tens of thousands of saint-level powerhouses gathered together, and their power was so great that they had already surpassed the realm of rebirth from a drop of blood. Zhang Xuan's soul body, even though it had been tempered by thunder and supreme sky fire, still couldn't resist.
Visions began to appear in the mind.
The sacred stone can erase the thoughts in the soul and turn them into pure energy, but it cannot remove the resentment in it!
I don't know how long I practiced, but was captured by Emperor Chen Ling and used as a sacrifice. Each of these Foreign Spirit Race members was angry and unwilling.
One or two is nothing, but together, it is terrifying.
"Keep a clear mind, free from heaven and earth!"
Impacted by the resentment, Zhang Xuan felt that his thoughts were about to collapse, leaving only a trace of clarity, swimming in the torrent of soul, savoring all kinds of things in the world.
Having experienced the mountain of books and the sea of learning, read countless books, and learned a lot of knowledge, his soul is thicker than the average nine-star master teacher, or even the ancient sage.
At this moment, his mind was fuzzy, but he kept his heart.
Slaughtering, fighting, and the rush of powerful soul power made him seem to have experienced the lives of countless people. However, no matter how much he experienced, he always insisted that he is a famous teacher, life can perish, and some bottom lines and principles must be defended.
Just like the countless powerhouses in Famed Master Continent.
Master Kong back then, after killing Ruthless, already had the means to destroy the entire Foreign Spirit Race, but he didn't do it.
It's not that he can't, but that killing is not the purpose, education is the most important thing.
The same is true for myself.
This time I came to the Foreign Spirit Race, looking for Luo Ruoxi was one purpose, but more importantly, to find a way to completely solve the hidden dangers of the Foreign Spirit Race.
"A bit of mystic spirit is immortal, a bit of spiritual wisdom is forever... No matter how high my achievements are, I will never forget my original intention. This is me!"
The experience of coming to Famed Master Continent for more than a year flowed through his mind, and Zhang Xuan had a flash of inspiration.
Boom!
The immortal thoughts seemed to have turned into a golden droplet, spinning continuously in the influx of soul power, gradually forming a vortex, which became bigger and thicker.
tick! tick!
The vortex quickly accumulated to the apex like a dark cloud, and a drop of water appeared, and then more and more, like a gust of rain, gathered together, flowing slowly, nourishing the whole body.
"The liquefaction of the witch soul is a sign of breaking through the Old Sage..."
As soon as his eyes lit up, Zhang Xuan understood that he was about to successfully attack the Old Sage.
Soul Shaman is invisible and qualityless. Under normal circumstances, if you are not a Soul Shaman Master, you will not be able to see it with the naked eye unless you use your divine sense to detect it!
But now, the soul is liquefied, and the soul is looming, as if it has become a flowing liquid.
Of course, it won't be a real liquid, but the purity of the soul-shaman has undergone an earth-shaking change, a qualitative transformation.
In this way, the soul power has become more exquisite and the strength has become more vigorous.
"hurry up!"
Taking a deep breath, the soul power that made it inflate endlessly before, and felt that it would explode at any time, now that feeling is gone, and he whispered in his heart, speeding up the speed of devouring.
"This……"
Seeing his movements, the eyebrows of the ancient sage Mo Ling who was fighting couldn't help but twitched a few times.
The sacred stone appeared, and he recognized it. Even he felt envious of the majestic power contained in it.
As a soul-shaman master in the realm of rebirth from a drop of blood, he cannot swallow so much soul power. If he swallows it hard, he will probably explode and die if he refines one-tenth of it. , dare to use it so unscrupulously...
How can the body bear it...
I thought that I would stop after a long time, but I didn't expect that the president would swallow more and more. In less than three minutes, nearly half of the soul power of Emperor Chen Ling's beheading of 100,000 lives was contained in it. in vivo.
At this moment, the soul body of the other party has also reached the size of hundreds of meters, like a giant standing upright.
"All liquefied, give me a breakthrough!"
Just when the ancient sage Mo Ling was shocked, the huge Soul Shaman shouted loudly, and his tall body began to shrink rapidly.
At the same moment, a picture scroll opened in the sky, and the boundless and ancient aura poured down from it. This power does not exist in the world, and it has disappeared for an unknown number of years.
The power of the ancient saints!
Under the shroud of power, the density of Zhang Xuan's soul body became more and more dense, as if it had turned into a liquid.
In less than ten minutes, he returned to the real person. Every move seemed to tear the space and jump out at any time. Every inch of the soul exuded an ancient aura, like a fairy or a saint.
"Old Sage... the president's soul body has broken through the Old Sage..."
Seeing this transformation, Old Sage Mo Ling was so excited that he couldn't help shouting.
Although the opponent's breakthrough method is different from what he has seen before, but the soul body has this kind of power, this kind of breath, it has obviously broken through the barrier between the Great Sage and the Old Sage, and entered a new realm.
Although the lineage of soul-shaman masters has been inherited in the foreign spirit family, the number is extremely rare. He is the only one who has reached the level of the ancient saints. Now the president has also broken through, which shows that it is only a matter of time before this profession rises again.
Rumble!
His side was shocked, and with the strength of Zhang Xuan's soul power, the sky immediately stirred up, a large black cloud slowly gathered, and countless thunders and flames shuttled non-stop in it, and would bombard it at any time.
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