155 self-use

In the square storm, Mo Jian's body rotated rapidly. His consciousness has been completely blurred, and he doesn't even know that if the square storm hadn't suddenly appeared, he would have suffered under Xuanyuan's first hand.

The violent turbulence is rolling and raging. Mo Jian fluttered up and down like a leaf.

Xuanyuan didn't know that when he cast the evil spell of the soul puppet, the nine glazed leaves in Mo Jian's mind gushed out a clear stream at a critical moment.

It is this clear stream that not only protected Mo Jian's soul at the most dangerous moment, but also the power of evil spells did not cause fatal damage to him. What Sirius Guardian said is absolutely right.

At this moment, on the glazed leaves of Jiuque, which has been silent for a long time, the green stream is slowly flowing, bit by little into the sea of Mojian God and the sea of knowledge, constantly repairing the severely damaged soul.

The son of the plane is talented magic power soul puppet evil god spell, which is one of the most evil, vicious and mysterious spells in the world. What's more, under the huge cultivation gap between the two sides, Mo Jian can not die, or there is still a possibility of recovery. Ye Shijian, the glazed god of Jiuque, made his first contribution.

In addition, the health formula of everything to the seventh level pours out a soft rescue power and nourishes Mo Jian's body.

Even in the Qiangong Palace, the blue-faced emperor's golden elixir under the continuous refining of the faint blue flame also gushed out a weak spiritual power.

Once the soul of the repairer is damaged, it will be dull, if it is crazy, and if it is serious, it will die directly. And the soul was damaged, and the body was also injured.

Because of the soul attack, it is aimed at a person's vitality or vitality.

"Ah..."

I don't know how long he died. Mo Jian, who drifted with the waves under the turbulent black storm, first let out a weak moan, and finally regained a little sanity. I wanted to open my eyes, but there were two mountains on my eyelids, which were extremely heavy. I struggled for a long time and moved slightly, and I always couldn't open my eyes.

He only felt pain all over his body, especially Zhihai. Thinking about things a little, it was like the pain of thousands of needles.

With the joint implementation of the three treasures of Jiuque glazed divine leaves, the health tips of all things, and the green-faced emperor's golden elixir, Mo Jian still floated in the black storm for half an hour.

Finally, I thought of the fierce battle I had encountered before. When I changed my mind, the stingling in the sea also eased a lot. Mo Jian opened his eyes with difficulty and looked around first. He saw the black storm, which seemed to be in the black ocean. The storm was actually substantial. His body could only fly up and down under the huge blow, which was uncontrollable at all.

"It's a round storm..."

Mo Jian thought lightly: "It was the square storm that saved me... One drink and one peck, as expected, there is a fixed number. At first, Fangyuan Storm saved the two Ying family and planted the root of the disaster for me. Now, it has saved me in turn..."

Then, he turned his mind to explore his physical condition. This is a chaotic flesh that has been tempered. At this moment, every flesh and blood seems to be in a depression. The most terrible thing is the divine sea. The deep lake of soul power in the past is calm, but it is full of spirituality. At this moment, the soul power is deep, but it is like a pool of stagnant water.

The situation of the soul line is even worse. 20 million soul lines contain infinite power. Each soul line has more than 300 catties of strength, and Mo Jian can give full play to 30%. He greatly opened up the quality of the soul line a long time ago. Therefore, it even brought a huge bottleneck when he advanced soul master. Subsequently, the development of the quality of the soul line slowed down and shifted to the quality of soul power.

At this moment, 20 million soul lines are dry and fragile, like a hemp line. If you pull it a little, you will feel broken.

"The magic power of the son of the plane is really extraordinary!"

Mo Jian sighed in his heart, turned to a little fierce and murderous in his godless eyes, and muttered to himself, "The more so, the more I can't take it lightly. Whether your name is Cai Qingmei or Xuanyuan, I will definitely help Xiliu kill you!"

Then, Mo Jian started a big dream of forgetting my heart.

He knew from the bottom of his heart that Jiuque glazed god leaves gushed out of the clear stream again after being silent for a long time, but he just protected himself from immortality. These souls were seriously injured. He was afraid that even the seventh-order health tips of everything were not easy to use. The only thing that could be used was the Great Dream of Forgetfulness.

This door is beyond the category of the lower plane and can definitely be called a magical skill, which is the only way to repair injuries.

"May my heart be like glass, clear inside and outside, and there is no time for obscurity when I get the way!"

With the slow chanting at the bottom of his heart, Mo Jian closed his eyes, as if he were asleep, and the big dream of forgetting me automatically operated. A slight force quietly swept over his whole body.

"When you get the glaze, it is when you become a Taoist. Like a glazed body, there are three bodies. When the three bodies are used by themselves, when they are used, when they are used, when there are big changes and small changes, they all have success. Now the body is like a glazed body, and according to the changed body. This change is like a blue treasure, clear inside and outside, and there is no time for obscurity. Our body is also glazed with wisdom, which is not hindered by flesh and blood troubles. It is clear inside and outside, and infinite!"

......

Mo Jian's face was as white as paper, and there was a little blood color gradually. The big dream of forgetting my heart gradually evolved into a golden light, completely wrapping his body. Seeing that he looked peaceful, although his body was still erratic in the black storm, there was a mountain-like smell. At first glance, it looks like it's not moving.

He didn't realize it at all. Since the big dream unfolded, the black storm gradually moved him from the periphery to the center.

Under the great dream of forgetting my heart, Mo Jian completely calmed down, and his mind was as calm as an old monk, calm.

I don't know how many times passed, and a strange breath poured into my body from around. Mo Jian recovered slightly and was slightly stunned, but he found himself in a narrow space just one meter square, moving slightly and constantly rotating, like a whirlpool. Around the space, there are black storms. Looking up, the black storm covers the sky and the sun, and I don't know how high it is.

"This is the eye of the round storm!"

Mo Jian immediately understood. The round storm is actually a super-large black tornado. The outerside, the stronger the wind. But when it comes to the center, it is as peaceful as a rock without any disturbance.

The soul is damaged, and even the soul power is dead. Although under the great dream, the speed of recovery is still slower. However, in the surrounding wind wall, there is a strange force slowly pouring into the divine sea. And the soul power deep lake actually rolled the waves at this moment, as if waiting for a long time, very happy.

The power of the wind? This is..." Mo Jian was happy, and his eyes suddenly showed ecstasy. He shouted repeatedly in his heart, "Fangyuan Storm, everyone thinks it is a natural disaster in the chaotic area! In fact, it is like a chaotic fire, containing a series of soul power attributes, which is exactly the wind attribute I lack!"

Previously, Mo Jian quenched the soul power of the attribute with the Wusheng vine, quenched the soul power of the fire attribute, the soul power of the attribute of the fire of chaos, and the soul power of the water attribute with the chaotic rune, and the soul power of the mysterious god water. The only thing missing is the soul power of the wind attribute.

but I didn't expect that the thing that refines the soul power of wind attributes is hidden in the storm.

When I thought of this, I was ecstatic. Immediately a big dream and forget the heart, consciously connect with the airflow in the wind wall. Sure enough, the soul power of the wind in the deep lake is enthusiastically integrated with it.

In an instant, Mo Jian's soul power in the deep lake showed significant changes, and layers of waves surged up.

The speed and magnitude of the wind attribute soul power contained in the square storm pouring into the sea of Mo Jianshen. As he continues to absorb it, it is getting faster and faster.

The deep soul lake is expanding at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.

The number of soul lines ushered in another new fission.

At every moment, Mo Jian's soul power and soul line are increasing significantly.

"Bang!"

After absorbing such a short half hour, Mo Jian's sixth level of soul master's cultivation has come to the seventh level of soul master! The number of soul lines climbed to 2 million.

Then the speed of improvement will never stop there. The wind attribute soul power that the square storm poured into Mo Jian's body is already like substance. This power is not as hot as the fire of chaos, not as cold as the mysterious god water, relatively mild, but it is constantly refining the quality of Mo Jianfeng's soul power.

If you compare Mo Jian's soul quality to a sculpture. Then, the vine, the fire of chaos, the chaotic runes and the mysterious water are equivalent to a bold cut. Today's round storm is like a small carving knife, exquisitely carved to take the last step.

The soul line continues to fission, and the soul power continues to rise.

The force of the round storm poured into the sea of gods and suddenly changed its magnificent state and tended to calm down. However, Mo Jian's soul power in the deep lake began to tremble violently.

For a short time, the soul power deep lake is divided into five and collides with each other. In a blink of an eye, these five soul forces turned into five dragons of different colors, black, white, red, blue and blue. The divine sea seemed to have become a vast world, and the five dragons were making the sound of clear dragons.

Mo Jian's whole body has magnificent energy flowing.

Another moment, these five dragons suddenly merged into one, and the color of the dragon's body was changing rapidly, as if it had changed thousands of colors in just one idea. Finally, when the rumble of the dragon roar returned to silence, a huge golden dragon roared up to the sky, and a clear dragon roar came from Mo Jian's body.

hu...

The golden dragon has turned into a deep lake of soul power. It is still the deep lake of soul power, but no matter where you look, you can clearly observe the significant changes in it.

is purer, deeper, more vast and more profound.

And Mo Jian's magnificent strength has not stopped. An invisible force rotated around him, condensing out a seemingly tangible and invisible shield.

"Bang!"

The clear sound was emitted from the body again. Under the great benefit of the transformation of the five soul forces into one, Mo Jian's cultivation rose to another level and reached the eighth level of the soul!

He slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were bright and deep.

However, in the benefit of just now, his understanding of the Great Dream of Selflessness has improved again.

At the same time, the self-use of the fourfold golden body of the great dream was completely achieved.

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