Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Chapter 642: Psionic (Part 2)

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Amazing growth. Su Chen thought. Just absorbing the spiritual energy of a broken spirit race made Su Chen's spirit increase by nearly six hundred points, which is really too strong. In addition, it is the knowledge of the spirit race, but unfortunately because the spirit race self-destructed, his memory has become fragments, and a large amount of knowledge has gaps. But it’s okay. For Su Chen, the fault is not terrible. He has enough confidence to make up for the defect. On the contrary, this knowledge is at the soul level, which greatly compensates for his shortcomings and opens his eyes. Things that were once unknown also become clear. The consciousness and body of the spirit race are originally one, and when the consciousness disappears, the spirit body naturally ceases to exist. But just after the spirit body of the spirit race dissipated, Su Chen discovered that a strange green stone had unexpectedly appeared in the cage where it was held. "Huh?" Su Chen walked over, grabbed the green stone, and immediately felt that his whole spirit was sublimated. After absorbing the spirit race and greatly increasing his spiritual power, he himself felt that his soul was sublimated, and he had reached the point where his soul was out of his body and wandering around the world. This kind of realm was originally achieved in the Human Race cultivation system at least in the Burning Spirit Realm, but now Su Chen sat in the Open Yang Realm only because his soul energy has been consolidated to the point where it is far beyond the average human race. But now as soon as he got this green crystal, he found that his soul energy was sublimated again, and his soul went out of his body directly, and when he looked around, the entire Aurora City was under his vision. In terms of feeling, he was already flying, and he could see everything existed, and he could even see himself standing underneath at the moment, holding a green stone in a daze. If someone cut his flesh at this time, Su Chen could immediately find a flesh to seize the house. This is the advantage of a powerful soul. And the soul of this intensity is reflected in combat, that is, his mirage has been upgraded again, and his application of source skills has also been promoted again. With just a single thought, you can release a large number of source skills, faster than before, and more powerful. All of these can be achieved by the Burning Spirit Realm, but now he can feel it in the Open Sun Realm, and Su Chen is also overjoyed. It can be said that even if there is a shaking light level existence, Su Chen is very sure to defeat his opponent. The next moment Su Chen's consciousness returned to his body, and he had put away the green stone in his hand. He now knows what the mob is doing. Obviously, they continue to absorb and squeeze this spirit race to make this green stone. This green stone should be a substance that can increase the energy of the soul. The Mozu’s innate spiritual strength is insufficient, and it is obviously one of them to exhaust ways to make up for this deficiency. However, the cost of making such soul crystals is also very high, and the methods are cruel enough to require a lot of life to fill in. I don't know how many lives I gave to make such a small piece. According to Su Chen's feelings just now, just such a small piece of soul crystal can increase Su Chen's soul strength by thousands of points. This is pretty scary. Su Chen has always been interested in knowledge, dismissing physical resources, because no matter how precious physical resources are, as long as they can be bought with source stones, he will not care. Such a rare panacea, such as the corpse spirit flower, can also be bought as long as it can afford it. But this soul crystal is different. From the memory of the spirit race, Su Chen knew that the production of this kind of soul crystal was extremely difficult, not only requiring a large number of lives and spirit races, but also other conditions. For example, the Heavenly Spirit Stone, which is a carrier of soul energy, is an extremely rare substance, and the Winter Tribe also struggled to find this piece. In addition, the spirit race absorbed by Su Chen is also a special spirit race, and it is rare among the spirit races. All kinds of special conditions are combined to form the soul crystal in front of you. After this, it may not be available for thousands of years. "Unexpectedly, it was really a baby." Su Chen murmured. The main purpose of the mobs making soul crystals is to fight against the spirits. Because it is located inland and does not border the Human Race, the Winter Tribe has always been troubled by the Spirit Race. The spirit tribe regards the mob as the source of experimentation, and every year they capture a large number of the mob as experimental objects. In order to avoid this bad luck, the mob tried every means. The soul crystal is a powerful weapon against the spirit race. The refinement of this crystal can make the mob race have a significant ability to fight against mind control. But unfortunately, before it had time to make it work, the Winter Tribe encountered a human attack. In Su Chen's eyes, just using it to fight against mind control was obviously too wasteful. It can have more effects. "Su Chen! How are you doing?" During the reverie, there was a sudden cry from behind. It's Chu Yingwan. The Tianwei Army finally entered the temple and was looting. Her cry also fully explained one thing: the enemy has been defeated. Warchief Steem was defeated and died in the Great Sacrifice. The Celestial Army had already won the battle. The next step was the time for the raid. "The harvest is not small, but they are all suitable for me. The materials for refining the hemolysis totem should be there." Su Chenxin pointed his hand not far away. It was a huge building smeared with blood and painted ghost totems. If nothing happened, it should be the place where the totems were refined in the temple. The materials that Su Chen needed could be found there. "Go! Take away all the valuables!" Chu Yingwan turned around and shouted. There is no mercy, no sympathy, and there will be no mercy. People want to kill and money must be taken, not only for revenge, but more importantly, to strengthen oneself. A large number of soldiers rushed in, and under the guidance of those knowledgeable people, they frantically ransacked all valuable resources. Herbs, crystals, cores, bone artifacts, special minerals, code books and so on. All tangible and intangible valuables are within the army's raid target, and after the raid is completed, they will light a fire, leaving nothing to their opponents. The flames continued to rise, and Su Chen strolled in the blazing flames, constantly issuing instructions to the soldiers where they should plunder and where to give up. His eyes are brilliant, and wherever he points, it must be the most valuable. The plantation was plundered, the medicine hall was seized, the Totem Land was destroyed, and even the temple training ground was not let go. The temple contributes a large number of special professionals to the tribe every year, such as bone-seekers, soul-lost ones, cursed ones, bloodbathers, beast-tenders, and so on. All these special professions were in the training ground of the temple, but they were plundered by Su Chen and the others. To snatch the enemy and strengthen oneself is the only law on the battlefield. This plunder lasted for three hours. Not only the temple was robbed, but the wealthy families in the tribe were also robbed. Food, resources, all kinds of wealth, everything was robbed, and it was not too burdensome—Su Chen brought the source ring that could move half of the country. After looting wealthy households, it was the middle households, and some soldiers even began to burn, kill, and looting. But the generals of the Tianwei Army did not stop it in the name of benevolence and righteousness. The soldiers have been suppressed for too long, and they urgently need to vent, as long as the time is controlled. "Time is up, ready to evacuate!" Finally, the call to retreat came. No enemy will sit back and watch the opponent's aggression without counterattack, so an excellent plunder always has a clear concept of time, knowing when it will come, and knowing when to retreat. In spite of this, the soldiers wailed dissatisfaction together. Good times are always too short, and there are too few days to be free to plunder. Despite their dissatisfaction and unwillingness, the soldiers quickly completed their evacuation. A heavy snowfall buried the flames and all the sins.