Purple Mansion Shrine
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Qian Li Mu Chen
Purple Mansion Shrine
Facing Ling Xiao's soul, the remnant soul of the ancestor of the soul clan was simply vulnerable.
Swallowed by the terrifying giant beast, he became another victim of Ling Xiao's soul sea.
So far, Ling Xiao's soul realm has been raised to the terrifying second God Realm strength!
Even if it is placed among the gods of reincarnation, it is quite a strong existence.
Such an ending not only left Hun stunned, but also embarrassed the Emperor Hun who had laughed at Ling Xiao just now.
He never expected that this battle would end so easily.
"You are lucky, but the last level is the finale in the true sense.
You have struggled for so long, but you will eventually fall there. "
The Soul Emperor reluctantly dropped these words and disappeared.
"Still girl, what is the sixth level?"
Ling Xiao asked.
"I don't know the details, anyway, the sixth pass is called the Soul Emperor's Palace, and I thought it was the ancestor staying there.
But I didn't expect the ancestor to appear at this level.
This last level is only up to you. "
Soul still said helplessly.
"It doesn't matter if you don't know, anyway, you have come here, and you have to pass the last hurdle no matter what."
Ling Xiao's eyes shot out with stronger confidence.
In this fifth level, although his cultivation base has not been significantly improved, the power of the Ni Shen Sword and the Sacred Sword in his hand has skyrocketed.
All of them have become 880 Taoist dragon pattern imperial weapons.
If the two are combined, it can definitely be compared to more than 900 divine dragon pattern imperial weapons.
What else is scary?
The Soul Emperor said he was lucky, which is ridiculous.
If one level and two levels are luck, now that he has passed six levels, is it all luck?
After all, if you have no strength, no ability, where does luck come from?
If Ling Xiao doesn't know the holy pattern technique, the formation technique, the illusion technique, and the soul power is not strong enough.
He may have died long ago.
He is still capable.
Of course, Ling Xiao also knew that the last level might be very difficult.
But so what?
Can it be more terrifying than the Illusory Demon God?
"continue!"
Ling Xiao took firm steps.
By this time, there was nothing he could fear.
At this time, it was already the fourth day he had entered the Soul Mausoleum.
"Passed again!"
The people outside burst into cheers again.
"It's unbelievable, the fifth level has been passed, and the last level is left!"
"Yeah, really worthy of His Majesty the Batian Emperor, as long as he succeeds in breaking into the Soul Mausoleum, his strength will inevitably skyrocket again after he comes out.
At that time, it will be the day of our decisive battle with the demon god! "
Seeing that Ling Xiao had passed the fifth level, the Beastmaster and Ice Queen worked even harder in their cultivation.
From the duel between Ling Xiao and the Soul Emperor, they also comprehended some fragments of the laws of God.
I hope that I can seize the time and condense my god's law in these few days.
Ling Xiao's hard work and success also inspired them, and now, they are about to succeed.
At this time, Ling Xiao had already arrived in the Soul Emperor Palace.
This is a towering palace.
Without a foundation, it seems to be suspended in mid-air.
It exudes a simple atmosphere, and it is covered with ancient mantras, many Ling Xiao don't know it at all.
"I don't believe it, you can still pass this level!"
The Soul Emperor said he didn't believe it, but he didn't seem to think so in his heart.
Otherwise, he wouldn't give up talking and focus on improving his own strength.
quack quack!
Ling Xiao pushed the heavy door open with both hands.
The moment he entered the palace, he felt a sense of suffocation.
However, because I have met the ancestor of the soul race just now, this feeling is not unfamiliar.
After a moment of discomfort, he quickly returned to normal.
But Ling Xiao knew very well that this was the place where the ancestor of the soul clan once practiced.
Because there are too many imprints of gods left here.
Almost everything, every piece of metal smelled of God.
God is God.
It is completely different from warriors who simply condense the laws of God.
The palace has a large space, like a magnificent city, with no end in sight.
The main color here is purple.
Noble purple.
All built with purple spar and precious metals.
"A natural thing is more like a treasure!"
Ling Xiao felt that this place didn't look like a palace, but rather a frightening magic weapon.
"I remember!"
Hun Yiran's expression suddenly became terrified: "Ling Xiao, get out!"
Hearing Hun Yiran's nervous voice, Ling Xiao also reacted.
But unfortunately.
Before he exited, the door was closed.
Fits perfectly, with no gaps to be seen.
Not even the door can be seen.
"Oh no, I didn't expect this last level to be this thing! I should have thought of it earlier!"
Soul is still full of helplessness and worry.
"The matter has come to this, there is no need to worry, just tell me what it is?"
Ling Xiao could feel that this huge palace should be a magic weapon.
And definitely not an imperial weapon.
Because there is no dragon pattern on it, but the breath is extremely terrifying.
"This is the most precious treasure 'Zifu Shrine' used by the ancestor!"
Soul still said helplessly.
Now, she can only hope that Ling Xiao can find a way to escape from this place.
Otherwise, it will be troublesome.
"Purple Mansion Shrine?"
"Correct!"
Hun still said: "According to legend, the first ancestor was originally a reincarnation god of the human race!
Later, I got a treasure by chance, which is the Purple Mansion Shrine.
Turn to practice the soul, and reproduce the soul race!
I heard from the soul emperors in the fifth pass that mortals, after entering the Zifu Shrine, will become souls after they come out.
This is the origin of the soul race! "
"Impossible, if the Zifu Shrine is such a treasure, your ancestors would definitely take it away when they became gods.
Absolutely impossible to stay here.
I suspect it might just be a knockoff. "
Ling Xiao analyzed.
"Even so, this imitation is not comparable to the imperial weapon.
Even if my strength is not strong, I can still feel that even an imperial weapon with a thousand dragon patterns is absolutely inferior to this Zifu Shrine! "
Soul still said.
"I agree with this, regardless of whether it is the real Zifu Shrine or a fake.
Its power is incomparably huge, and it must not be treated lightly. "
Ling Xiao said: "However, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, if it loses the master's control, its power will weaken a lot.
If I'm not mistaken, the clone of the ancestor that was swallowed by my soul before.
It should be the master of this Zifu Shrine.
But she took a risk and chose to go to the fifth level.
So this Zifu Shrine became a thing without an owner.
As long as we defeat its spirit, we can take it as our own. "
Ling Xiao would never miss a powerful magic weapon, no matter whose it belonged to, since he wanted to use it against himself, he should take it.
The moment Ling Xiao finished speaking, a warrior in golden armor appeared in the huge palace.
Between his brows was the unique imprint of the Soul Race.
(End of this chapter)
Facing Ling Xiao's soul, the remnant soul of the ancestor of the soul clan was simply vulnerable.
Swallowed by the terrifying giant beast, he became another victim of Ling Xiao's soul sea.
So far, Ling Xiao's soul realm has been raised to the terrifying second God Realm strength!
Even if it is placed among the gods of reincarnation, it is quite a strong existence.
Such an ending not only left Hun stunned, but also embarrassed the Emperor Hun who had laughed at Ling Xiao just now.
He never expected that this battle would end so easily.
"You are lucky, but the last level is the finale in the true sense.
You have struggled for so long, but you will eventually fall there. "
The Soul Emperor reluctantly dropped these words and disappeared.
"Still girl, what is the sixth level?"
Ling Xiao asked.
"I don't know the details, anyway, the sixth pass is called the Soul Emperor's Palace, and I thought it was the ancestor staying there.
But I didn't expect the ancestor to appear at this level.
This last level is only up to you. "
Soul still said helplessly.
"It doesn't matter if you don't know, anyway, you have come here, and you have to pass the last hurdle no matter what."
Ling Xiao's eyes shot out with stronger confidence.
In this fifth level, although his cultivation base has not been significantly improved, the power of the Ni Shen Sword and the Sacred Sword in his hand has skyrocketed.
All of them have become 880 Taoist dragon pattern imperial weapons.
If the two are combined, it can definitely be compared to more than 900 divine dragon pattern imperial weapons.
What else is scary?
The Soul Emperor said he was lucky, which is ridiculous.
If one level and two levels are luck, now that he has passed six levels, is it all luck?
After all, if you have no strength, no ability, where does luck come from?
If Ling Xiao doesn't know the holy pattern technique, the formation technique, the illusion technique, and the soul power is not strong enough.
He may have died long ago.
He is still capable.
Of course, Ling Xiao also knew that the last level might be very difficult.
But so what?
Can it be more terrifying than the Illusory Demon God?
"continue!"
Ling Xiao took firm steps.
By this time, there was nothing he could fear.
At this time, it was already the fourth day he had entered the Soul Mausoleum.
"Passed again!"
The people outside burst into cheers again.
"It's unbelievable, the fifth level has been passed, and the last level is left!"
"Yeah, really worthy of His Majesty the Batian Emperor, as long as he succeeds in breaking into the Soul Mausoleum, his strength will inevitably skyrocket again after he comes out.
At that time, it will be the day of our decisive battle with the demon god! "
Seeing that Ling Xiao had passed the fifth level, the Beastmaster and Ice Queen worked even harder in their cultivation.
From the duel between Ling Xiao and the Soul Emperor, they also comprehended some fragments of the laws of God.
I hope that I can seize the time and condense my god's law in these few days.
Ling Xiao's hard work and success also inspired them, and now, they are about to succeed.
At this time, Ling Xiao had already arrived in the Soul Emperor Palace.
This is a towering palace.
Without a foundation, it seems to be suspended in mid-air.
It exudes a simple atmosphere, and it is covered with ancient mantras, many Ling Xiao don't know it at all.
"I don't believe it, you can still pass this level!"
The Soul Emperor said he didn't believe it, but he didn't seem to think so in his heart.
Otherwise, he wouldn't give up talking and focus on improving his own strength.
quack quack!
Ling Xiao pushed the heavy door open with both hands.
The moment he entered the palace, he felt a sense of suffocation.
However, because I have met the ancestor of the soul race just now, this feeling is not unfamiliar.
After a moment of discomfort, he quickly returned to normal.
But Ling Xiao knew very well that this was the place where the ancestor of the soul clan once practiced.
Because there are too many imprints of gods left here.
Almost everything, every piece of metal smelled of God.
God is God.
It is completely different from warriors who simply condense the laws of God.
The palace has a large space, like a magnificent city, with no end in sight.
The main color here is purple.
Noble purple.
All built with purple spar and precious metals.
"A natural thing is more like a treasure!"
Ling Xiao felt that this place didn't look like a palace, but rather a frightening magic weapon.
"I remember!"
Hun Yiran's expression suddenly became terrified: "Ling Xiao, get out!"
Hearing Hun Yiran's nervous voice, Ling Xiao also reacted.
But unfortunately.
Before he exited, the door was closed.
Fits perfectly, with no gaps to be seen.
Not even the door can be seen.
"Oh no, I didn't expect this last level to be this thing! I should have thought of it earlier!"
Soul is still full of helplessness and worry.
"The matter has come to this, there is no need to worry, just tell me what it is?"
Ling Xiao could feel that this huge palace should be a magic weapon.
And definitely not an imperial weapon.
Because there is no dragon pattern on it, but the breath is extremely terrifying.
"This is the most precious treasure 'Zifu Shrine' used by the ancestor!"
Soul still said helplessly.
Now, she can only hope that Ling Xiao can find a way to escape from this place.
Otherwise, it will be troublesome.
"Purple Mansion Shrine?"
"Correct!"
Hun still said: "According to legend, the first ancestor was originally a reincarnation god of the human race!
Later, I got a treasure by chance, which is the Purple Mansion Shrine.
Turn to practice the soul, and reproduce the soul race!
I heard from the soul emperors in the fifth pass that mortals, after entering the Zifu Shrine, will become souls after they come out.
This is the origin of the soul race! "
"Impossible, if the Zifu Shrine is such a treasure, your ancestors would definitely take it away when they became gods.
Absolutely impossible to stay here.
I suspect it might just be a knockoff. "
Ling Xiao analyzed.
"Even so, this imitation is not comparable to the imperial weapon.
Even if my strength is not strong, I can still feel that even an imperial weapon with a thousand dragon patterns is absolutely inferior to this Zifu Shrine! "
Soul still said.
"I agree with this, regardless of whether it is the real Zifu Shrine or a fake.
Its power is incomparably huge, and it must not be treated lightly. "
Ling Xiao said: "However, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, if it loses the master's control, its power will weaken a lot.
If I'm not mistaken, the clone of the ancestor that was swallowed by my soul before.
It should be the master of this Zifu Shrine.
But she took a risk and chose to go to the fifth level.
So this Zifu Shrine became a thing without an owner.
As long as we defeat its spirit, we can take it as our own. "
Ling Xiao would never miss a powerful magic weapon, no matter whose it belonged to, since he wanted to use it against himself, he should take it.
The moment Ling Xiao finished speaking, a warrior in golden armor appeared in the huge palace.
Between his brows was the unique imprint of the Soul Race.
(End of this chapter)
