In the quiet underground secret room, a night pearl as big as a head was embedded on the top, emitting a soft light that sprinkled the entire secret room. In the middle of this underground secret room, Jian Chen sat cross-legged there with his eyes closed, silently recalling the methods and every step in his mind to resurrect the holy soldiers, making the final preparations for the upcoming resurrection of the holy soldiers.

After a moment, Jian Chen's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and suddenly, it seemed that two lights like substance were shot out from his eyes, making the light in this secret room brighter in an instant.

He slowly raised his right hand, staring at the index finger of his right hand for a moment. At the fingertips, a white light suddenly appeared. Although the light was very soft, it instantly shone the secret room as bright as day. The night pearl the size of a human head embedded on the top of the secret room was all dull.

This is the original power of the Holy Power of Light. Although the original power of the Holy Power of Light is stored in the soul, since Jian Chen advanced to the eighth-level Holy Power of Light, he has become more comfortable to mobilize the original power of the Holy Power of Light and can be used with both hands.

Jian Chen used the Holy Power of Light at the tip of his right index finger as a pen, and slowly outlined complex and mysterious runes in the air. Although his movements were very slow, he was full of concentration, fearing that something would happen in one place would lead to the failure of the resurrection of the holy soldier.

The runes drawn in the air did not dissipate, but stayed in the air and emitted a faint white light. Each rune contained a faint power of the origin of the holy power of the light.

Jian Chen focused on drawing thirty-six runes, each of which was different, and arranged into a formation diagram in the air.

At this moment, a trace of fine beads of sweat had appeared on Jian Chen's forehead, as if drawing these runes was extremely difficult for him.

Looking at the thirty-six runes arranged in a formation map in the air, Jian Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief and said in his heart: "In each holy soldier, there is a soul formed by the spirit left by their masters during their lifetime. If you want to resurrect the holy soldier, you must first awaken the weak soul hidden in the holy soldier, and then use the secret technique to transform the holy soldier and condense the energy body with the power of the holy soldier. In this way, the weak soul in the holy soldier can be resurrected, and If you want to awaken the weak souls in the holy soldiers, you must form a formation formed by the power of the origin of the Holy Power of Light into the holy soldiers. The secret technique records that thirty-six runes condensed by the power of the Holy Power of Light are the most difficult step to complete. I didn't expect that I would succeed in one go." Looking at the formation arranged by the thirty-six runes, Jian Chen couldn't help but smile on his face.

However, the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly solidified, and in mid-air, the thirty-six runes faded rapidly, and disappeared without a trace in just a few breaths.

"Failed." Jian Chen was stunned for a moment, and then sighed softly. This failure actually caused the original power of the Holy Power of Light contained in the runes to evaporate out of thin air, causing his original power to lose some.

However, this loss will not have much impact on Jian Chen, who is the eighth-level saint of Light Master.

"The first step is indeed as recorded in the secret method, not that simple, but what is the reason for my failure just now?" Jian Chen was not discouraged at all, but fell into deep thought and carefully thought about the reasons for the failure.

Next, Jian Chen was tireless and began to try again and again. It was not difficult for him to condense thirty-six runes. The difficulty was that after the runes were arranged into a formation, they disappeared out of thin air without knowing the reason. For a moment, Jian Chen didn't know where he had done something wrong.

In a blink of an eye, seven days passed. Jian Chen tried again and again in the secret room, but failed again and again. However, every time he failed, Jian Chen would stop and ponder and look for the reason. Finally, seven days later, he found the real reason for the failure.

"The thirty-six runes are arranged into a formation to awaken the weak souls in the holy soldiers. These runes not only need the original power of the eighth-level light holy power, but also have a ray of soul power and livelihood of the caster." Jian Chen suddenly realized, and then did not hesitate at all. He immediately integrated a ray of soul power into the thirty-six runes. At the same time, he cut his fingers with the Zi Ying Sword, dripping a drop of red blood, and divided it into thirty-six parts.

This is not ordinary blood, but the blood of the chaotic body, which contains powerful energy fluctuations and vitality. Even if it is just a drop of blood, there is no doubt that this drop of blood has the power to kill the Holy King.

A ray of soul power and a drop of essence and blood from Jian Chen merged into the thirty-six runes, which immediately made the thirty-six runes shine brightly, and the color actually changed from white to light red, emitting a dazzling red light. At this moment, these runes seemed to have gone from a dead object to possess the breath of life.

This time, thirty-six runes have lived in the world forever, arranged perfectly into a formation, as if forming a whole.

Jian Chen's eyes suddenly became brighter. With anticipation and excitement, he immediately penetrated the formation arranged by thirty-six runes into a king's soldier prepared in advance.

As soon as the thirty-six runes touched the King's Soldier, they disappeared. Then, under Jian Chen's control, they quickly wrapped the weak soul in the King's Soldier, slowly integrated into the weak soul, and awakened it.

After a moment, the weak soul completely absorbed thirty-six runes, and the original power of the saint power of the light in the thirty-six runes. However, it woke up from its deep sleep. The power of the soul quickly replenished the weak soul, which was originally very weak, quickly recovered. The drop of essence and blood power gave him life.

Jian Chen could clearly feel the change of the weak soul in the holy soldier, suppressing the excitement and surging mood in his heart, and continued to use the secret technique to transform the holy soldier, turning the substantial king's soldier in front of him into a pure mass of energy.

Whether it is the king's soldiers, the imperial divine weapons or even the emperor's weapons, they are all condensed by the holy power in the body of the strong. What Jian Chen does now is to knock all these holy soldiers back to their original form and condense their energy body.

Jian Chen did not encounter any difficulties in doing this step. Everything went very smoothly. The King's Soldier was successfully transformed into a pure energy by him, and then condensed into an old man in front of him.

The old man had clear facial features. Although it was an energy body transformed by energy, it looked no different from a flesh and blood body. It was just that the powerful energy fluctuation of the Saint King powerhouse emitted from his body was constantly shaking when the secret room was impacting, but his eyes were dull and without any sense of spirit.

"The strength of the sixth level of the Holy King is indeed not as expected. Although the holy soldiers can be resurrected, their strength has indeed decreased after resurrection and they do not have the strength of the ninth level of the sky." Jian Chen murmured to himself, looking at the old man in front of him curiously, with an unconcealable excitement on his face.

Because the old man in front of him was resurrected from the state of a holy soldier with the ability of an eighth-level saint of light.

But soon, Jian Chen discovered something was wrong with the old man. His dull and unhappy gaze didn't look like a normal person no matter how he looked.

"I didn't have the mentality, like a puppet." Jian Chen quickly saw the problem, and was shocked and shocked. At the same time, he actually felt a very familiar aura on the old man, which was a blood breath of his soul power.
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