Chapter 241 Controllable Time Countercurrent! Next

Chapter 241 Controllable Time Countercurrent! ( Next)

The heavenly king-level strongman's cultivation has not only reached an extremely horrible level, but also the spiritual and soul power of the heavenly king-level strongman have also been sublimated to another realm, which is enough to support the consumption of making the divine master-level condensed scroll.

Even so, the god's body is generally not very good, because it consumes too much when making the god-level condensed scroll.

The condensation scroll made by Zhou Weiqing now is not bad. After all, this is the sixth piece of the ringless suit he hates. If it comes to the last few pieces, especially the tenth condensation scroll, the consumption is the real horror. This is also the reason why Duan Tianlang taught Zhou Weiqing a lot of things. Because he is not sure whether he can survive after helping Zhou Weiqing complete the tenth piece of the hateful ringless suit.

Zhou Weiqing didn't know this before, but at this time, after he really made a divine master-level condensed scroll by himself, he gradually understood the intention of breaking the sky wave.

This thing is really a trap!

Can he succeed? Can he succeed? At this time, the faces of the two masters opposite were no better than Zhou Weiqing's, and they also consumed a lot of mental strength. They firmly remember every step of the condensed pen in Zhou Weiqing's hand, and Zhou Weiqing often uses time to reverse the current to repeat their movements, which makes their memory more difficult.

Of course, they can also see that the production of Zhou Weiqing's condensing scroll has reached the last moment and is coming to an end.

The faint light flashed, and Zhou Weiqing's face had become more and more solemn. He knew that his mental strength could collapse at any time. But under such circumstances, the arrogance in Zhou Weiqing's bones surged more and more fiercely. He clenched his teeth, and he would stick to it no matter what.

It is not only to complete this divine master-level condensed scroll, but also a conquest of his own willpower. As long as he can complete everything in front of him, it will be of great benefit to his future practice. Moreover, Zhou Weiqing has a vague feeling that if he can successfully make this divine master-level condensed scroll, then the breakthrough of the thirty-seven sacred force that has troubled him for a long time will also be completed.

Under such a **, how can he give up? Once I give up this opportunity, I don't know how long I will wait for my holy power breakthrough. When the holy power exceeds level 36, the promotion of each level can no longer be achieved by pure hard work and effort. Luck and chance are equally important. It's hard to find such an opportunity!

The sky outside gradually darkened, but the three people in the room did not light the lights, because they were afraid that a small action would lead to Zhou Weiqing's failure to make scrolls.

With a faint light flashing, Zhou Weiqing's face was covered with sweat, and in the crystal jar, there was only the last bit of condensation.

The last stroke, and finally the last stroke. Zhou Weiqing's pupil suddenly contracted only the size of a needle, and the condensed pen in his hand trembled a little for the first time.

At this time, the air in the whole wooden house became almost solidified, and Shangguan Binger had clenched his fists.

Buzz--, failed.

Just when Zhou Weiqing's last stroke was drawn out, the condensation paper almost burst in an instant, and the countercurrent of time broke out again. However, this time, Zhou Weiqing's body trembled, and the extreme mental load made his strong body overwhelmed. In his mouth, nose and ears, blood flowed out like a snake. It It's horrible.

I must succeed. Zhou Weiqing shouted in his heart. In an instant, his right hand completely turned silvery white, and his trembling palm suddenly stabilized.

In order to complete the production of this divine master-level condensed scroll, he can't care much. Even if he exposes some of the mysteries of sacred power, he must complete it. Otherwise, once he fails, it may even lead to his future cultivation of holy power without any progress.

Before making this master-level condensation scroll, Zhou Weiqing was very confident. With the countercurrent of time, he asked himself that he would never be inferior to any heavenly god-level master, with the skill of making condensive scrolls and the holy power of nine beads. But after the actual production, he really understood how difficult it was to make a magician-level condensed scroll. If there is no time to go against the current, he has failed at least a hundred times, and for an ordinary priest, there can't be any mistakes. It must be formed at one time!

It can be said that there is still an insurmountable gap between Zhou Weiqing himself and the real divine master, but with the existence of time countercurrent, he is forced to go against the sky!

At this time, the two masters opposite did not notice the change in the natural power attribute output of Zhou Weiqing. Their eyes were all on the scroll that was about to be completed and reversed in time in front of Zhou Weiqing.

The last stroke of the divine master is the most enlightening, and they are no exception. The two directly chose to ignore the silver-white light in Zhou Weiqing's hand and the breath of the holy power like the center of heaven and earth. After all, it has nothing to do with them, and there are too many miracles brought by Zhou Weiqing. The holy power is directly regarded as a kind of secret method of power.

The silver light outlined, the iron drew the silver hook, and the condensed pen in Zhou Weiqing's hand was outlined here. At this time, the blood on his face had dripped down, and his whole body looked a little horrible.

Suddenly, the brilliant silver light on the condensed paper broke out in an instant, and the strong silver fluctuations converged into a group of extremely strong light. Zhou Weiqing's dripping blood was vaporized in an instant, and he himself fell back a few steps. With the help of Shangguan Binger, he did not fall.

On the yellow pear wood table, the silver ball of light became brighter and brighter, and the strong power of heaven and earth in the air swarmed in, pouring crazily into the scroll of the table that seemed to be alive.

Any level of condensed scroll should absorb the power of heaven and earth when forming, but the amount of absorption is different. Those intermediate and advanced condensation scrolls absorb only a little bit of the power of heaven and earth, and will not even make the Tianzhu master feel it. After reaching the master level, the absorption will be more obvious. At the level of the divine master-level condensed scroll, the absorption of the power of heaven and earth can only be described as horror. If it is quantified, it needs to absorb at least so much earth power from a king-level celely core before it can be completed.

Therefore, as long as you are a divine master, you will definitely choose those places where heaven and earth are extremely powerful to make scrolls. This is also an important reason why the Haomiao Palace can envelop the three great masters. On the Haomiao Continent, the place that can be compared with the rich power of heaven It's too little. Of course, Xueshen Mountain is also OK, but compared with Haomiao Palace, one is because they are aliens, and the other is that there is also a slight gap between heaven and earth.

And here, there is no doubt that it is also a place with extremely strong power of heaven and earth. When Zhou Weiqing finished making the scroll, he could clearly feel that in the valley outside the wooden house, a large number of strong power of heaven and earth seemed to rush out from around the valley, making it was just a very ordinary world. Yuanli suddenly increased to an extremely strong place.

Although Zhou Weiqing doesn't know why this happened, it is obvious that the abundance of heaven and earth here should also be created by nature, which can never be made by human beings.

The silver light gradually turned into light gold, light gold gradually turned into clear gold, and in the end, it finally turned into the deep dark gold.

Suddenly, all the light converged in an instant and did not spread outward, and the surging power of heaven and earth around the wooden house suddenly disappeared at that moment.

Everything was silent, and the two masters on the other side of the wooden table also sat back in their chairs as if they were empty, and closed their eyes at the same time. Looking at the continuous ups and downs on their chests, it is obvious that they are also quite tired.

Zhou Weiqing already had a splitting headache at this time. Seeing a dark gold scroll full of strange smell slowly floating on the yellow pear wood table, he was finally relieved. His head tilted and fell directly into Shangguan Binger's arms.

Even in the whole history of the condenser, there has never been a herdist in his twenties. What's more, no one can make a master-level condensed scroll with Zhou Weiqing's method. However, after all, he succeeded, and he was really successful.

Shangguan Binger helped Zhou Weiqing, who had been in a coma, and sat down aside. The holy power in Zhou Weiqing's body was still strong, and he could even control it to keep it around the five beads. She knew that her man was fine. It's just that the mental consumption is so great that the body can't bear to enter the rest.

After about half the time of the incense, the two masters opposite slowly opened their eyes, and their eyes also fell on the scroll floating on the wooden table for the first time.

The woman slowly got up and stood up. She was extremely slender and half a head taller than Shangguan Binger. With a gentle wave of her right hand, the scroll had flown to her palm and spread out.

Looking down at the complex and mysterious lines on the scroll, she couldn't help showing some obsession in her beautiful eyes. The old man also stood beside her and looked carefully.

"This is a true master-level condensed scroll, not a pseudo-master scroll." The old man just looked at it a few times and made such a judgment.

The girl nodded and said, "He can no longer be called a genius. He should be a genius, a genius, and a peerless talent." He raised his head and his eyes fell on Zhou Weiqing's face in a coma again.

At this time, Zhou Weiqing's blood stains on his face had been wiped clean by Shangguan Binger, and he lay in Shangguan Binger's arms and fell into a deep coma.

Shangguan Bing'er just looked up at them and said doubtfully, "What is the pseudo-divine scroll?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, "Didn't he tell you?"

Shangguan Binger shook her head, "I'm not a condenser, and I never disturb him." RO