The soul is strengthening.
The huge soul fluctuations are like ocean tides, rushing around in waves.
The cultivation secrets of the Youtan clan and the Bird of Paradise clan were rolling in my mind.
Countless strange techniques for using soul power are quickly imprinted on Wu Tie's soul. In just a few breaths, Wu Tie is like an old monster who has practiced for thousands of years, turning these techniques into his own instincts.
The Youtan clan's spirit-slaying formation.
The enchanting fairy sound of the Birds of Paradise clan.
The soul power has increased dozens of times. The soul power of the Xuan Spider that Wu Tie received before was only about one-tenth of the 20% soul of the Xuan Spider. However, the soul power he received this time was equivalent to the Xuan Spider's original soul. 40% of the total soul power.
The power of his soul soared, and the number of thoughts rolling through Wu Tie's mind increased a hundredfold at every moment.
Many messy thoughts popped up uncontrollably, just like a deep-sea earthquake. Many sediments on the seabed were washed up to the surface by undercurrents and huge waves.
Well, Wu Tie is rather embarrassed to use the enchanting fairy sound of the Bird of Paradise clan.
Because Wu Tie does not have the good voice of the Birds of Paradise clan, but by mastering these skills, Wu Tie will be able to bring a strong charm to his words in the future.
This method is disgraceful.
But in some special occasions, it is very useful.
The Youtan clan's spirit-slaying formation... seems to be very easy to perform.
This is a vicious secret technique that uses powerful soul power to construct an illusory and perfect world, lay countless soul traps, tear apart the enemy's soul bit by bit, and shatter their mentality bit by bit.
I see…
The so-called Twelve True Forms Family, the so-called "Twelve True Forms Sutra" inherited by blood...
Regardless of the "Great Peacock Ming King Sutra" or the "Twelve Fundamentals Sutra", their inheritance method is that the elders of each family who are successful in cultivation use their own essence and blood to condense the inherited blood crystals into the eyebrows of their descendants.
Only descendants with the same bloodline can inherit the corresponding skills.
And the higher the blood concentration matching, the more complete the inheritance will be...
This secret technique of condensing inherited blood crystals is also very interesting. It is a very wonderful way of using essence and blood. Wu Tie can definitely use this technique on his future descendants.
No, no...
He doesn't even have a girlfriend now. According to some sayings in the knowledge passed down by Lao Tie, he is now a single dog. Heirs and other things are too far away, too far away.
Single
Single
Wu Tie shook his head, blood spurted out from his nostrils, and blood came out of the corners of his eyes. He tilted his head and looked at Lao Tie, looking at his dark jackal head, and giggled "hehe".
The soul power is soaring and increasing.
The overly powerful soul power made Wu Tie's perception of space and time extremely weird.
He could clearly feel that the time and space around him seemed to have turned into separate pictures, delicate, delicate, thin, and fragile. It seemed that as long as he used the right skills and not much power, he could Break these images.
In this unique state of perception, Lao Tie's movements became extremely slow, one after another, as if there was an insignificant pause between each movement.
Wu Tie's Dharma Eyes opened between his brows, and black and white were added to the five-colored divine light.
The Dharma Eyes between his brows changed into one of the colors. The seemingly monotonous black and white colors were more dangerous than the colorful rays of light that represented the original power of the evil-killing god thunder, and contained an indescribable supernatural agility.
Lao Tie lowered his head slowly, opened his mouth slowly, and asked Wu Tie if he was okay.
Wu Tie could even see groups of transparent airflows "slowly" spurting out from Lao Tie's mouth. Based on the shape and length of these airflows, Wu Tie could even tell what Lao Tie was talking about.
Very interesting feeling.
Instead of hearing Lao Tie's voice, I 'saw' Lao Tie's voice.
Very interesting, so interesting.
Wu Tie raised his head and looked at the projection of the Pagoda of Purity. In separate pictures, the black translucent pyramid-shaped Pagoda of Purity was no longer in its usual complete form, but turned into a condensation of countless strange runes.
Each rune represents an original power, an original rule, and a close connection with this world.
All the runes gathered together are an interpretation, a description, and a condensation of acquired man-made laws. They control one law, are powerful, and are full of magical power that is unimaginable to mortals.
Wu Tie looked at Bai Huli again.
Just like the Pagoda of Purity, the White Tiger Split is also a condensate composed of countless runes.
Well, the runes that make up the White Tiger Crack are not as complex and changeable as the Rebirth Tower, simpler and more monotonous, but the total number of runes that make up the White Tiger Crack is not less than that of the Rebirth Tower.
This means that the White Tiger Split does not have as many complex functions as the Purana Pagoda, and there are not so many changes.
This is a valuable treasure that pursues extreme lethality. Apart from absolute penetrating power and lethality, White Tiger Split has nothing else to pursue.
Therefore, the functions of the Rebirth Tower are complex, including defense, attack, black wind, and black sand. As long as he is given enough materials, he can even produce many little wolf-headed men who are all "chirping" in chaos. Rolling and crawling.
But White Tiger Split is so worry-free.
Poke it out with one shot, pierce the enemy, kill the enemy, crush the enemy's soul... not so many bells and whistles.
Wu Tie raised his head and looked at the ancestral spirit of the Wa clan suspended above his head.
The ancestral spirit was suspended above Wu Tie's head, its entire body shimmering with golden light, and its sacred majesty could not be looked directly at.
But it seems that because Wu Tie has the blood of the Wa clan, after Wu Tie's eyes felt uncomfortable for a while, this layer of majestic and ancient golden light did not pose any obstacle to Wu Tie.
Wu Tie also saw the essence of this ancestral spirit in each picture.
Countless figures are condensed in this ancestral spirit, and trillions of figures are condensed together.
Some of the figures were vivid and agile, and Wu Tie instantly understood that they were members of the Wa tribe living in the world. They offered sacrifices to their ancestors, worshiped them, prayed day and night, and from time to time they consumed huge amounts of precious materials to hold large-scale sacrificial ceremonies.
Therefore, their breaths are connected with the ancestral spirits, and each of them can become a temporary body for the ancestral spirits to come and exert their great power.
However, the brightness of these living Wa people and the size of their figures are all different. Some figures are brilliant and dazzling, with brilliant flames like a small sun; while some figures are slightly emitting light, and there is no way to compare with the former.
Wu Tie understood that those figures with dazzling light and shadow were the elders of the various Dawa tribes. They clearly had a higher status in this system, and they could actively borrow part of the power of the ancestral spirits.
As for other ordinary tribesmen, unless they are favored or blessed by the ancestral spirits, they can only provide a little power to the ancestral spirits, and they cannot actively connect with the ancestral spirits.
And there are even more figures that are hundreds of times more numerous than the surviving Wa people.
They were 'sleeping' quietly.
Although there is light on them, their light is as quiet as ice, without any vitality.
They are dead members of the Wa tribe.
What Wa Mu said to Wu Tie is true. After the Wa tribe members die, their souls will merge with the ancestral spirits and sleep in the arms of the ancestral spirits forever.
Wu Tie blinked his eyes, countless thoughts came out, and countless thoughts were extinguished. He gave up the idea of pursuing the secret of the ancestral spirit, and looked around.
The power of the soul was soaring, and the overly powerful soul placed a huge burden on Wu Tie's body.
The Harvest Tree is in full swing.
The energy of heaven and earth continued to pour into Wu Tie's body, and Wu Tie spontaneously ran the "Yuan Shi Sutra", and the bones in his body continued to erupt with high temperatures. His body was rapidly improving, passively satisfying the ever-increasing demands of his soul.
Wu Tie saw countless wonderful runes outlined by soul power in the 'still' black and white pictures.
This is... the formation pattern of Youtan's true form, the Soul-Slaying Jue Formation.
Several ancestors of the Youtan clan used their soul power to outline these runes, and then formed the spirit-slaying formation.
The souls of several ancestors were shattered and were being devoured by the Wa clan's ancestral spirits and Wu Tie's 'spoils', but the spirit-slaying formation they constructed had not had time to collapse and still remained in the void.
Wu Tie's head was about to explode. His soul power increased so fast and crazy that his body couldn't bear it anymore.
If it weren't for the ridiculous strength of his skull, which tightly sealed his violently tumbling brain, his head would have exploded long ago.
Some pressure has to be released.
Some of these surging soul powers must be released.
Wu Tie's "blessing to the soul", or "crazy death", released 99% of the soul power.
He communicated with the formation pattern of the Soul-Slaying Jue Formation and injected his huge soul power into the Spirit-Slaying Jue Formation.
The Soul-Slaying Jue Formation released a subtle aura that swept over everyone in the corridor.
Ancestor Tianlong... Ancestor Lion... Ancestor Holy Elephant... Ancestor Divine Turtle...
Ancestor Bodhi... Ancestor Red Lotus... Ancestor Mandala...
Ancestor Phoenix... Ancestor Dapeng... Ancestor Condor...
The souls of the ancestors of the ten families were swept by the subtle soul power. Because of the spirit-slaying formation, Wu Tie's soul immediately connected with them.
At this moment, Wu Tie has countless thoughts rising and dying in his mind every moment...
At this moment, you can say that Wu Tie is mentally ill, or that he is just a "funny guy"!
He was very happy and said hello to the more than thirty ancestors of the Shi Family from the soul level: "Hey, are you all happy?"
The expressions of more than thirty ancestors in the womb realm all changed.
The ancestors of the Youtan clan and the Paradise Bird clan suddenly had their eyes exploded, and then their soul auras suddenly dissipated. The condensed divine fetuses could not escape, and just disappeared out of thin air.
With such a drastic change, it was clear that an extremely terrifying master who was proficient in soul magic instantly killed them.
A group of ancestors' hearts tightened, and when they were anxiously trying to figure out the cause of the change, Wu Tie suddenly directly communicated with their souls and yelled at them.
Although he is not a member of the Youtan clan or the Bird of Paradise clan, he is after all a powerful master of the womb realm. His soul power is extremely powerful, and he has mastered some of the secret techniques of soul attack.
Just like a warrior walking at night, if someone suddenly yells behind you, your first reaction is to punch him with your backhand.
The thirty or so ancestors did not hesitate, mobilized all their soul power, and blasted Wu Tie's soul who took the initiative to connect.
Wu Tie felt that the sky suddenly fell before his eyes.
The void seemed to collapse into a black hole, and a terrifying force that could kill him a hundred times roared over.
Although the number of the more than thirty ancestors of the womb realm is not as good as that of the ancestors of the Youtan clan, their soul power is as pure as ice and flawless because it was obtained through their own hard training. .
The soul power of the ancestors of the Youtan clan is like a turbid flood. The soul power of these ancestors is like a pair of exquisitely forged swords.
More than thirty soul impacts roared towards him. Wu Tie tensed up and opened his mouth to roar.
The ancestral spirit of the Wa tribe emits dazzling golden light all over its body.
At an unknown distance and on an unknown number of altars of the Wa clan, the sculptures of the Emperor Wa glowed faintly at the same time.
A huge soul vortex appeared in front of Wu Tie, and the souls of more than thirty ancestors crashed into it, and then they could no longer look back.
More than thirty ancestors exclaimed in unison, as an irresistible and terrifying force came. Their eyes exploded, and even their heads exploded into pieces.
Wu Tie screamed "bitter"!
The ancestral spirit of the Wa tribe was very fair and fed back slightly more than one-tenth of its soul power to Wu Tie.
About all the soul power of the four ancestors of the womb realm was instantly injected into Wu Tie's body. Wu Tie's eyes suddenly widened, and traces of seven-color light spurted out. Wu Tie's body continued to emit waves of light all around. The tyrannical soul fluctuation caused his body to float quietly.
"Is this going to explode?"
Lao Tie exclaimed. He looked at the phantom of the Wahuang clan above his head with a human body and a snake's tail in astonishment, and smiled bitterly.
The Tower of Rebirth emits a black divine light that covers Wu Tie's head, firmly protecting his head and soul.
The harvest tree swayed with all its strength, and huge energy was continuously injected into Wu Tie's body. The shackles of the heavy building quietly emerged behind Wu Tie, the double spiral light belt was as brilliant as a dragon, and countless streams of light emitted blurred light, shrouding him completely. Inside.
"No matter how many things there are, let's work together to defeat the level!"
Lao Tie raised his head and looked at the phantom of the Wahuang clan, and bared his teeth angrily: "This kid is your direct descendant... Can you give me some benefits? Just kill him, don't bury him?"
The shadow of the Emperor Wa, who had been motionless like a statue, suddenly lowered his head, and his eyes emitted two golden lights that enveloped Lao Tie.
Lao Tie took a deep breath, his jackal-headed human skull split open, and his body, the crystal brain the size of a baby's fist, quietly flew out with blurred flames, allowing two golden lights to envelope him.
The corners of Wahuang's phantom's mouth were slightly raised.
She grabbed into the void, and the entire Sanlian City shook slightly.
Four balls of light with blurred flames appeared out of thin air. Four giant figures, a dragon, a lion, an elephant, and a turtle, could be seen in the light balls, squinting and curling up in them.
Wahuang's phantom smashed the four light balls and the four giant figures inside into pieces, and then shot countless light fragments into Wu Tie's body.
Then, the shadow of the Emperor Wa slowly dissipated and went back along Wu Tie's eyebrows.