Chapter 434 Bring the soul beads
The inexplicable power flowed beside Elder Zhao. This is the power of the rules. This is how the transformation of a strong man who refines his soul and becomes a pearl begins.
Zhao Haoran has never seen it, so he is also curious about what kind of process it is. If he understands some of the changes, it will be easier to break through in the future.
The breakthrough of the soul return to one. This kind of thing is not something that anyone can have a chance to encounter. The mysterious process of refining the soul into beads cannot be described in words. Only those who have seen it can understand it with their own eyes. Zhao Haoran is not willing to blink his eyes.
The sound of rolling thunder slowly came from far away, and it is said that every soul person who has made a breakthrough will have strange visions.
This is a sign of the law given to them by heaven and earth. Some souls can raise their hands and shine with thunder, while others are calmly killing invisibly.
It is difficult to understand. Only when the soul is in awe of heaven and earth can he obtain the power of supreme rules. Of course, it is also greatly related to his own talent. Most soul people who refine their souls into beads get the most ordinary power of rules, just like ordinary people eating and walking.
The rules contained in it are not powerful, but they are much more powerful than ordinary soul people.
The stronger and horizontal rule is a force that controls nature, which is somewhat similar to the power of the source, but completely different. It is given by heaven and earth, not a formal aura. It is difficult to say which is stronger or weaker. Zhao Haoran has never seen such a powerful rule in recent years.
Rumor has it that the strongest rule is like the emperor in the world. Under the order of a lifetime, you dare not obey. Even if you are a soul saint, you can only retreat when you encounter such a soul who refine your soul into beads.
They are detached and can't observe and think with ordinary people's eyes.
The purple lightning cut through the sky, and the shining Huayanzong was bright for tens of millions of miles, like a giant dragon looming in the air and shuttling around.
More and more giant dragons converge, forming a piece and reflecting each other.
The vision of Wanlong Feiteng has attracted the attention of many people, and some people are going to break through. Every soul refiner is extremely rare. Even on Mercury, it is also a figure who can dominate one side. There are too few soul saints, but only a few people are difficult to meet in the sea of people.
Many soul people have not seen the soul saint for ten thousand years, so the soul refining into beads is the strongest force.
"Protect Elder Zhao and beware of Zhao Haoran's sneak attack." The madman gave the order and stared at Zhao Haoran, motionless.
Everyone can see that this is the most important moment. Elder Zhao's vision is so amazing. Once it breaks through, it must be a powerful existence. Hua Yanzong can continue his glory for hundreds of thousands of years, which is really important for a sect.
Xia Luo pushed Zhao Haoran's arm, "Master..."
Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "Don't worry, what I said will naturally not be violated. If you stand up as soon as possible to kill the Xia family, you won't be so comfortable when I do it."
"Well, I, Hua Yanzong, don't allow you to be presumptuous. Even if my disciples are wrong, they will be dealt with by the door." The madman has no intention of giving in at all.
"Ye Wen died in my hands, and Hua Yanzong can do anything about me."
Hua Yanzong was in an uproar. Although they had guessed that the suzerain would die, he was still a little shocked to hear Zhao Haoran's words. Can the soul in front of him really kill their suzerain?
In fact, Zhao Haoran did not lie, but borrowed the hands of the demon Fit to remove Ye Wen.
Many of these things are very complicated, unclear, and there is no need to make it clear. Since you are determined to do it, you will not regret it. Hua Yanzong will die today!
"There is no basis for words. It's simply a fool's dream to kill our suzerain with your cultivation." Naturally, the madman Yu didn't believe it. Although Zhao Haoran's cultivation is good, he can't cross a realm of cultivation to kill the strong man who refines his soul into beads. This can't be said.
However, Ye Wen's death should not be wrong. No one escaped from the fire phoenix nest, and there is no way to say who died.
Zhao Haoran has no free time to instigate them. The madman Yu is procrastinating for Elder Zhao. In any case, he can't let anyone be disturbed, otherwise his previous efforts will be abandoned.
"Xia Luo, can you still recognize who they are? Help you as a teacher.
Xia Luo's hatred can't be eliminated since she entered Hua Yanzong, and her body has always been covered with a layer of cloud, which is a memory that can't be broken in her life.
"I will never forget it." Xia Luo pointed to his hand, and Zhao Haoran immediately agreed. He raised his hand and sprayed a bunch of flames, and rushed into the man's body. The heartbreaking cry was harsh in the crowd.
After half a quarter of an hour, the man really couldn't stand the pain. He cut off his martial soul, dispersed his three souls and seven souls, and left the world with a smile.
Everyone's disciples of Hua Yanzong are in danger, and their scalp is numb. What kind of means is this? It's really terrible.
This was just the beginning. With the movement of Xia Luo's fingers, the souls cried and killed themselves one after another. The strange scene made Hua Yanzong's disciples unbearable.
Some souls who had participated in this matter jumped out one after another and rushed to Zhao Haoran like crazy. This cruel death made them panic and did not bleed. The scream said everything, and even slapped on the head and left with a smile.
I don't know how many evil things these people have done, perhaps for selfishness, or for magic elixir. Under the cruel law, they have lost their innocence in their hearts and become slaves of desire.
Zhao Haoran can't help feeling sad for a while. The world of soul is like this. No one has the ability to change, nor does it need to change. It has been like this since ancient times.
The madman tried many times, but found that he could not stop Zhao Haoran's offensive at all. The seemingly flickering flame was extremely powerful and difficult to extinguish.
The madman simply ignored it and was bent on Elder Zhao. As for other elders, there was no good way to protect themselves and could not kill the enemy. This was the first time that the elders of Hua Yanzong were full of anger and could not vent.
Xia Luo's resentment gradually disappeared, and Zhao Haoran whispered, "Who else?"
His trembling hands pointed to the back of the feather madman. Zhao Haoran narrowed his eyes and remembered that this person was the mastermind. The rest of the people called him Brother Yu, and he was still a very strong man of Hua Yanzong's cultivation. Now it is even later in the second day, and it is about to break through to the early three days.
is the best among his peers.
"Good." Zhao Haoran was still the same, simply probing out a subtle flame.
The madman Yu frowned and reached out to stop Brother Yu. His hand flashed with crystal blue light and water vapor overflowed. This should be the light brought by a Buddha. Zhao Haoran secretly guessed.
The soul art of Brahma can't emit blue light. They are all magnificent righteousness of heaven and earth, and golden light shines.
The flame penetrated the palm of the madman in an instant, leaving a black hole, but it soon recovered as before, and the trauma of the limbs was not a fatal injury to the soul of Huayuan.
"Idiot, stop it quickly." Looking at the silly brother Yu, the madman couldn't help cursing.
The light flame is the aura that contains the fire of the source. How can ordinary people resist it? Even if it is a soul of the same level, it is difficult to deal with it.
Brother Yu came to his senses and raised his hand with a smaller Buddha statue, swaying. It seemed that he could fall at any time, but he never fell down.
The Buddha's fingers were wrapped around, and the flame began to rotate along it, and the power began to gradually melt. If it was not rotated, it would weaken. After turning ten times, the subtle flame disappeared.
Zhao Haoran is an eye-opener, and the rest of the Buddhas, but their ability must be limited. If the magic power is a little stronger, it will be directly defeated, and there will be no chance to weaken it.
Even so, this little Buddha still made Zhao Haoran very interested, but he didn't know what the name was, and whether there was another one of the 18 reins said.
The Sanskrit visualization is extensive and profound, and cannot be studied thoroughly in a moment. Zhao Haoran is not a disciple of the Brahma sect, and it is even more difficult to practice.
It is normal not to know about the Buddha of Brahma.
Thunder clouds were dense, and purple lightning gathered together and turned crimson. The thunder and lightning with the thickness of the arms blended with each other and converged into a thicker electric light. Zhao Haoran was also palpitated when he saw a dense thunderbolt.
I don't know how powerful the power contained in it is. No one can say it clearly. It's just a quiet distance view. Zhao Haoran forgot to take action and looked at all this in a daze. Is this the vision of the breakthrough of the soul of Huayuan?
I think this Elder Zhao should be unusual, otherwise there will never be such a grand scene. I have never heard anyone mention that his rules should be inseparable from thunder and lightning.