Chapter 2247:1087 Power of Faith (3)

Although the five of Pandora didn't know what this thing was, even Pandora, who couldn't cultivate battle qi and magic, could feel the powerful aura inside, and they all started to retreat and cultivate in surprise. school bag network

Ye Qinghan continued to investigate all the details of this continent, while looking for a way to prevent the splitting of the soul with a headache!

It's just that he almost read all the books in the Pandora Palace, and pondered for a month, but he didn't have the slightest clue. Obama's demonic aura in the soul ocean is still decreasing, while the thirty black lines are like reptiles, constantly creeping and growing...

"Huh? Why don't you try the cultivation method of this plane? The power of light? I wonder if you can restrain the power of darkness? If you can restrain it, then you can stop the black line from spreading!"

After a month and a half, Ye Qinghan thought of a very stupid way. Since ancient times, evil has always triumphed over good, and light can always defeat darkness. Since everyone in this continent cultivates the power of light, maybe it might be effective? [

As soon as he thought of it, Ye Qinghan burrowed into the library in the palace. Take out countless books, the top cultivation cheats in the Marfa Continent, and start to learn from scratch.

Of course, for a powerhouse of Ye Qinghan's level, this kind of bullshit "vindictiveness" cultivation method is really very simple. In just an hour, he absorbed the so-called "bright power" from the vitality of heaven and earth and successfully became a fighter!

After becoming a fighter, Ye Qinghan opened his eyes, but found that the world was completely different, and felt that the world was full of light everywhere.

"Huh? How can there be countless energy rushing towards the holy city? What kind of energy is this?"

Sudden!

Ye Qinghan casually looked out of the window, and felt that there were countless silk threads in the air, countless translucent threads, densely pouring into the holy city, and these transparent threads were pure power of light!

Ye Qinghan was amazed that there was such a thing? I didn't practice this light-type cultivation method, and I didn't feel it at all. Once I became a fighter, I was able to detect it immediately?

He hastily and quietly poked out his consciousness, and began to investigate the source of these threads and threads. After exploring carefully for an hour, Ye Qinghan probably understood this weird thing.

"The power of faith? So many people have prayed devoutly, and warriors with the power of light can actually donate their power to the pope? Hmm! No, most of these powers of faith are transmitted to the high-level planes through the formation of the Holy See. Could it be given to the God of Light?"

The light in Ye Qinghan's eyes flickered, and then he spat out bitterly and cursed: "These shameless thieves, others have worked so hard to cultivate a lot of the power of light, but they are given to them for free. Mahler Gobi, this is still a plane. If there are hundreds of planes, so many warriors, this god of light, how much power of light can be increased every day without training!"

Ye Qinghan cursed a few words inwardly, he had practiced hard for an hour, and only got such a little power of light, but they drank tea and played with nuns every day, and their strength could continue to grow without training, it was so unfair!

"Yah, bah, if the power of light can really restrain the power of darkness, I will go and kill that shit pope, and become pope myself, and go to a higher plane to kill the god of light in the future!"

Ye Qinghan was heartbroken, and quietly withdrew his divine consciousness, preparing to continue to practice. When the power of light is more, he will try to suppress the black line!

It's just that when he withdrew his consciousness, he felt that there were four powerful auras in the majestic palace next to him? Or an extremely evil breath?

"Hmph! Can't bear it anymore? Are you going to do something? You idiot, you actually invited dark creatures?"

Ye Qinghan snorted a few words, he was not practicing, but lazily walked outside with the golden sword on his shoulders, since Pan Duoji was going to tear his skin apart and not let him practice quietly, then beat him until he is honest!