Chapter 308: The Bronze Mirror Changes
"What exactly is going on?"
A trace of cold sweat broke out on Qin Nan's forehead.
Before this, the Soul of the God of War was still in good condition, but now without any warning, it has become like this.
"It's possible that the God of War's soul has reached the Xuan-level tenth-level martial soul, and the demand for elixirs has increased. I have encountered this situation several times before. Swallow all the remaining Martial Emperor elixirs. If you take it, the God of War Soul will definitely be able to advance to the Earth level!"
Qin Nan thought for a while and got the answer. He quickly grabbed handfuls of Martial Emperor Pills and stuffed them into his mouth.
One million and three hundred thousand!
Two million!
Three million two hundred thousand!
Four million and seven hundred thousand!
Qin Nan's hands turned into afterimages, and he kept stuffing the Martial Emperor Pill into his mouth at an astonishing speed.
You must know that when he opens his mouth, even if he opens his mouth as hard as he can, he can only swallow more than two hundred Martial Emperor Pills at one time. Now he has swallowed five million Martial Emperor Pills. Qin Nan doesn't know how many times he has swallowed them. My mouth is numb and my hands are starting to feel sore.
However, it hasn't stopped yet.
He seemed to be possessed by a demon, swallowing, swallowing, swallowing like crazy!
Six million!
Seven million and nine hundred thousand!
Eight million and eight hundred thousand!
Nine million and nine hundred thousand!
A full four hours passed. In this courtyard, Qin Nan remained motionless, like a sculpture, his eyes fixed on the elixir. His hands still did not slow down, even though his arms began to twitch and tremble uncontrollably. He didn't stop at all.
People say that Qin Nan is just a born martial arts idiot, but that is not the case. He is not just a martial arts idiot, he is also crazy about anything that he has firmly established.
What is suffering
What's the point of being tired
Grit your teeth and get through it.
Eleven million!
Thirteen million!
14.8 million!
Until Qin Nan swallowed a total of 14.9 million Martial Emperor Pills, he seemed to have lost his soul. He stopped his hands and closed his mouth. A stormy sea rolled in his eyes. .
"Fourteen and nine million Martial Emperor Pills, but none of them have been promoted to the God of War Soul?"
"It doesn't matter if you haven't been promoted, but a ray of chaos hasn't been born yet?"
Qin Nan clenched his fists tightly, veins popped out, and he was shaking constantly.
He has now realized a problem. Something may have happened to the Soul of the God of War!
Because even if you are promoted to an Earth-level martial spirit, no matter how many pills are needed, it is impossible for you to be promoted even if you have 14.9 million Martial Emperor Pills!
How huge are 14.9 million Martial Emperor Pills
When converted into Wu Zong Pills, it is 1.49 billion pills. When converted into Martial King Pills, it is 1.49 trillion pills, not to mention the Xiantian Pills and Body Tempering Pills!
"Is the Martial Emperor Pill ineffective?"
Suddenly, Qin Nan realized this problem.
The last thing he swallowed was Wu Zongdan. Could it be that the Soul of the God of War has certain requirements for the level of the elixir, which cannot exceed Wu Zongdan
"Go try it!"
Qin Nan immediately stood up and exchanged all the 100,000 Martial Emperor Pills he had on him into Martial Emperor Pills, a total of ten million!
"Keep swallowing!"
Qin Nan gritted his teeth and swallowed a holy healing elixir. After regaining a lot of strength, he adjusted his breathing. His hands suddenly moved out and turned into afterimages. He grabbed the elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.
A million!
Two million!
Six million!
Another four hours had passed, and the sky had completely darkened. Jianghuang City was still bustling with activity, but not a single elixir was left in Qin Nan's storage bag. His whole body seemed to have been hit hard, and he was paralyzed. On the ground, his eyes were slightly absent-minded.
14.9 million Martial Emperor Pills!
Ten million Wu Zongdan!
The Soul of the God of War has not been promoted, and the energy of chaos has not been born.
The soul of the God of War, which was so domineering in the past, is now like a pool of stagnant water. No matter how many pills are used, it will not respond.
"Could it be that the soul of the God of War, in its most advanced state, is only the tenth grade Xuan-level martial soul? Can't it be promoted to the earth-level martial soul?"
This thought suddenly popped into Qin Nan's mind.
Judging from the current situation, this is the only explanation that is the most reasonable.
But he quickly shook his head. He believed that his God of War soul was absolutely impossible. Its ultimate potential was only at the tenth level of the Xuan level!
There must be a key to this that he doesn't know!
Buzz!
Suddenly, there was a slight trembling sound, and a bronze mirror suddenly flew out of the storage bag. On the bronze mirror, many mysterious patterns were intertwined, as if smoke and dust were blown away, revealing the bronze mirror. His true face is a piece of green light, rippling slightly, like blue water.
"kindness?"
Qin Nan was slightly stunned.
This bronze mirror was one of the three remnants he obtained on the third floor of Ancient Yunfang.
He used the Eye of the God of War at that time and could not capture any mystery inside it. Why would it fly out at this time
boom!
In the green bronze mirror, a mysterious passage suddenly seemed to be opened, and an ancient aura rushed out.
The hair all over Qin Nan's body exploded in an instant. His left eye was uncontrollably burning, and streaks of golden light kept blooming.
"This is… "
Qin Nan's face was filled with shock.
This ancient aura was extremely familiar to him. It would only appear when the God of War Zuotong communicated with the ancient mysterious world.
"I can tell you your doubts." At this moment, a cold female voice sounded in the bronze mirror.
This female voice seemed to come from the nine heavens, untainted by the mortal world, and seemed to be heartless and desireless, and like a glacier, without emotion, even if it was just the voice, it would have a piercing feeling of ice being blown into the bones by the cold wind.
Qin Nan's hair stood on end, and his mind was wavering. He didn't know why, although the voice had no breath, it gave him an unimaginable pressure.
It was as if he had to surrender under this voice.
It's just that he had already been baptized by the God of War Zuotong, and his ability to withstand pressure was extraordinary. It didn't take long for him to come to his senses and subconsciously said: "My doubts? What doubts do I have..."
Qin Nan's expression suddenly changed.
His doubts
Isn't his doubt about the God of War's soul being unable to advance and the energy of chaos being born
Does this bronze mirror know about it
"Who are you and why do you know this!"
Qin Nan shouted sharply.
The Soul of the God of War is his biggest secret, and he will never allow others to pry into it easily.
"As long as there is one in this world, I know it." The cold female voice continued to sound, but her voice gradually became lower, not as majestic as it was at the beginning, and seemed to be gradually weakening, "I also know that the martial spirit in your body does not It's not yours. I also know that your left eyeball is fused with another eyeball. I also know that its existence does not belong to Canglan Continent."
"you!"
Qin Nan's expression changed drastically.
Although this sentence is extremely arrogant, why does this bronze mirror know so much
"Who are you! I'll ask you one last time!"
Qin Nan shouted in a low voice, with layers of murderous intent in his voice.
"who I am?"
"Who are you asking me?"
"I don't know who I am either."
"I only know that your martial spirit is qualified to know who I am."
"But you are not qualified."
The female voice was cold.
(End of chapter)