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Chapter seven hundred and sixty first new trouble

At this time, Fang Lie had absorbed the power of the soul of the inner demon. His soul was twice as powerful as his spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness also twice as powerful. With this whip, the power also soared exponentially.

Even under normal circumstances, if the old man Qianhun is hit, he will suffer severe damage. What's more, he is now in such a dying state?

Anyway, after Fang Lie whipped, the old man had only time to scream, and then his whole body was shattered, turning into pure soul power, lingering around Fang Lie, allowing Fang Lie's soul to absorb.

But as he sucked, Fang Lie's face changed drastically and he couldn't help shouting: "Brother Bird, help me, I seem to be so full that my soul is a little out of control.

"Isn't this nonsense?" the old bird cursed: "I just passed the inner demon, and the power of the soul has doubled. It takes time to slowly digest it, but you also killed a half-immortal with a powerful soul. His power of the soul is at least three times that of your current one. It means that you have increased your soul by five times in a short period of time. This is a huge increase in power. If you can't hold on to death, you will blame you for not waiting for a few days before killing him?"

"Ah," Fang Lie shouted and said regretfully: "Master Bird, I was wrong. I really can't help it. You can't see that bastard is so hateful. I can't sleep well if I don't beat him to death."

"Now you can fall asleep?" the old bird said with a funny look: "Is he going to fall asleep forever?"

"Don't tease me," Fang Lie said anxiously: "If you don't save me, your soul will burst out. This way of death, can I be resurrected?"

"It's certainly OK," the old bird said with confidence: "But after resurrection, your soul will be restored to a state that has just passed through the inner demon. Whether it is the soul power of the inner demon or the soul power of the old man Thousand Souls, it will dissipate, which is equivalent to wasting waste."

"Damn, then will my inner demon tribulation be emptied?" Fang Lie said depressedly: "And the old man Qianhun is dead, who will help me cause the inner demon tribulation to overcome it in the future?

"Let me find another senior executive of the Soul-Splitting Sect," the old bird said with a smile.

"That's so troublesome," Fang Lie said with heartache: "Besides, there is so much soul power here, isn't it a pity that you waste it? You have great magical powers, can't you think of a way to achieve the best of both worlds?"

"Of course there is a way to have the best of both worlds." The old bird said with a smile: "And it is also very simple. Just a drop of precious soul-raising liquid can soothe your violent soul, let it ease, and give you enough time to slowly recover."

"Then go find soul-nourishing liquid." Fang Lie said anxiously: "I'm not short of money? Tell me, who has this thing?"

"Hehe" the old bird smiled wickedly: "Only Kunlun Mountain has this thing in the world, only a drop can be obtained in a thousand years. It is the secret of the East and West Kunluns. Even the casual thunder tribulation true people are not qualified to enjoy it. They are all controlled by the two semi-immortal sects. Do you think you can buy it?"

Fang Lie was stunned when he heard this. Kunlun and Kunlun and him were simply irreconcilable enemies. How could they sell the treasures of the master to themselves? Isn’t this a joke?

Thinking of this, Fang Lie said with great depression: "Damn it, isn't this the same as saying nothing? How could their baby give me?"

"Hehe, just understand," the old bird smiled and said, "So, you'd better die with peace of mind. Isn't it just a waste of soul power? What's there? Anyway, you're looking for the right method this time, at worst you can do it again, and there will always be a success."

"Well, what you said is just right. At worst, you can start over." Fang Lie nodded helplessly.

Then, he wanted to commit suicide to avoid suffering. But at the last moment, he suddenly stopped and then asked the old bird strangely: "Brother Bird, I want to ask you something?"

"It's already this time, why are you still talking so much nonsense?" the old bird said impatiently.

"No, I just want to know why he worked for the Lanshan Zhenren as the old man Qianhun?" Fang Lie said with a smile: "He has all his abilities in the power of souls, and his demand for magic weapons, spiritual elixirs, and martial arts is not high. So what did Lanshan Zhenren use to impress him?"

"Huh?" The old bird was stunned at first, and then exclaimed: "Soul Liquid, the soul-nourishing liquid, can only make the Qianhun Old Man willing to be allowed to be the Lanshan Imperial Envoy. You know, the Qianhun Old Man swallowed so many souls has sequelae, that is, the soul is mixed and not pure enough, which greatly hinders his strength progress. If the soul-nourishing liquid is there, it can clean the soul, remove impurities, and make his strength soar half instantly."

"I saw it just now. Although the soul of the Qianhun Old Man was strong enough, it was still very mixed, and the colors were all gray and black." Fang Lie smiled and said, "It can be seen that the soul-raising liquid is not useful yet."

"Lanshan is not a second-hand man, so it is naturally impossible to let Old Man Qianhun get the advantage first." The old bird smiled and said, "If I guessed correctly, the final agreement they reached would definitely be Lanshan paying the bill first, and Old Man Qianhun has to swear with a special contract that you cannot use Soul-raising liquid if you don't kill it."

"Hehe, if that's the case, then the soul-raising liquid should still be on the old man Qianhun, right?" Fang Lie said with a smile.

"I'll look for it." The old bird chuckled and disappeared into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Time was not long, so he appeared again, threw a jade bottle to Fang Lie, and then laughed and said, "It's so fun. The real person in Lanshan gave such a treasure just to kill you. In the end, not only did he not kill you, but he also helped you a lot. I guess if he knew about this situation, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

"Don't worry, I'll let him know." Fang Lie sneered, while opening the jade bottle and pouring out a drop of sticky transparent liquid, the size of a longan, with a layer of mist on the surface.

"Suck" Fang Lie's soul took a deep breath, inhaled a trace of mist on the surface, and immediately felt a comfortable and cool feeling of the soul. The original heat and swelling feeling was immediately relieved a lot.

"Good thing, with this treasure, I can definitely stabilize my injuries and completely refine the soul power left by the inner demon and the old man Thousand Souls," Fang Lie said excitedly.

"Then what are you waiting for? Take action quickly," the old bird smiled, "I'll give you the guardian."

"Yeah", Fang Lie nodded, then sat cross-legged, then swallowed the soul-nourishing liquid, and began to practice with closed eyes.

A month later, Fang Lie opened his eyes again, and the divine light of both eyes shot out three meters away. After touching the wall of the secret room, he silently made two small holes on the wall.

The walls here have been blessed by secret techniques, and there are countless restrictions. Even the seventh-level magic weapons are difficult to leave traces, but Fang Lie's eyes can easily penetrate through. In fact, the gaze is not well controlled, and the soul power that bursts out can be seen from this.

Fang Lie was also jumped at this and couldn't help but say, "Good, I'm already so powerful? I'm just glaring at anyone but I'm going to die."

At this time, a colorful rooster suddenly appeared on his shoulder, and the old bird's strange voice rang out, "It's just nonsense. You now have the power of the semi-immortal level of spiritual soul, and you have also refined the skills to train your spiritual consciousness, and train your spiritual consciousness into a tough steel wire. Isn't it normal to give such a look? Is this worth making a fuss?"

"Hasn't they experienced it?" Fang Lie smiled, then looked down at the corpse on the ground, raised his lips, and said with a smile: "Old Man Qianhun, Old Man Qianhun, aren't you trying to die by yourself? You could have left with the ninth-level magic weapon Chunqiu Cicada, but now you have lost Qingqing's life in vain. Do you think you are so idiotic?"

After mocking her, Fang Lie began to search her body, but he did not find many good things.

The old bird smiled and said, "This guy is actually not a poor guy. Except for the lack of the ninth-level magic weapon, he has everything else he should have. Among the half-immortals, he is also a very valuable person."

"A poor man who doesn't even have a ninth-level magic weapon, and he still has the face to say he is worth a lot of money?" Fang Lie said disdainfully.

"You guy, you are really greedy," the old bird said with a wry smile.

"It's okay not to be greedy," Fang Lie said bitterly: "Do you know? Although after this retreat, I found that my qi sea finally broke through the iron wall of 100,000 miles, and reached the level of 100,00300 miles, at the same time, I also discovered an extremely terrible problem."

"What?" the old bird asked hurriedly.

"That's the immortal crystal is invalid for me," Fang Lie said bitterly: "I started using more than a dozen large and small immortal crystals, but I was unable to break through the barrier. In the end, I had no choice but to use the blood crystal containing the true blood of the immortals to barely break the bottleneck and push the Qihai for another 300 miles."

"What?" the old bird exclaimed, "The blood crystal containing the true blood of the immortal only increases the Qi sea of ​​300 miles?"

"Yes," Fang Lie said bitterly: "And I continued to experiment and found that the ordinary immortal crystal has completely failed and cannot increase the mana at all."

"Isn't that a bad dish?" the old bird shouted: "Although the blood crystal is not too precious, it only appears once every few hundred years, so it is impossible to get too much."

"I can't afford it even if I can get it? One can only increase the Qihai of 300 miles. If I want to achieve the goal of 100 miles, how many blood crystals do I have to make? I'm afraid that even if I sell the entire Mo Sect, I may not be able to make up the full amount, right?" Fang Lie said with a wry smile.

"I don't know if the Mo Sect is enough, but if you sell it, you will definitely not be enough. This is certain." The old bird said helplessly: "How could this happen? Even the immortal crystal cannot increase the limit of the Qi Sea, so how can you ask people to practice?"

"I don't know what's going on?" Fang Lie frowned and said, "The immortal crystal cannot do it, but the blood crystal can do it. What is the difference between the two?

"In fact, the amount of fairy energy contained in these two is similar, and there will be no big difference. If there is really a difference, it is also the power of the laws of heaven contained in the immortal real person, which is commonly known as the spiritual aggregate." The old bird said in shock: "Is it possible that the Qi sea that exceeds 100,000 miles must absorb treasure materials with the spiritual aggregate to further expand?"
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