Chapter 429: Refining soul

Luo Zheng is very strange to these two words that Elder Wei said. He has never been exposed to these things in the Eastern Region.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand. The strongest person in the Eastern Region is only the level of Shi Jingtian. Even Shi Shentian does not have the soul of war, let alone the soul of Jasper.

For Luo Zheng’s reaction, it seems that within the expectations of Elder Wei, if Luo Zheng’s cultivation is to reach the divine situation, perhaps he may also be exposed to the concept of the soul of war, but Luo Zheng is only congenital and has never heard of it. normal.

However, in view of the performance before Luo Zheng, Elder Wei did not respond to the ignorance of Luo Zheng, but explained in detail to Luo Zheng, "The so-called war soul is actually our soul."

Except for some special races, the soul is born with a strong soul. Whether it is the human soul or the soul of other races, it is very fragile.

Once the soul is damaged, only the smallest damage will be languid. If it is weak for a few days, it will become an idiot directly. If the soul is crushed, the body will quickly die out.

But if the soul is strong enough to reach a certain realm, it is not only able to put the soul directly into the battle, but even to learn from the soul level and engage in war!

However, this requires the soul to undergo rigorous training and must step into the "war of war."

"War battles... How can we step in?" Hearing the words of Elder Wei, Lu Zheng was also very fascinated.

Wei long smiled and smiled. He said with a sense of superiority: "In the lower bounds, you naturally don't have this opportunity. Even if you break through the war and even reach the soul of the jasper, it is also based on the chance of the big world. The soul of the warrior has never been strong enough, but your soul is also very good in the innate spirits, and even in the gods, it is not too much. But the distance to enter the battle of the soul, still need to exercise."

Because Luo Zheng’s soul has been subjected to the calcination of the mysterious melting pot, Luo Zheng is still very confident about his soul strength, but he is now listening to it. The elders of Wei’s politeness, the implication is that his soul strength is not enough. Look.

Although Luo Zheng thinks this way, but he is not depressed, his own strength is not enough, then it is necessary to improve without hesitation!

"Wei elder, how is this exercise method here?" Luo Zheng asked.

Wei long smiled and pointed to the black big ball and said: "Inject your own soul into it, you will understand."

"My soul is infused into it?" Luo Zhengyi, then shook his head with conditioned reflexes. "Wei elders are not joking."

Although Luo Zheng did not know how powerful the jasper battle soul was, the pressure of the soul transmitted from the black ball was not Luo Zheng’s ability to compete. According to Luo Zheng’s estimation, if he was positive with this beast The resentment confrontation, I am afraid that will be killed in an instant, the soul of Luo Zheng is not the soul of the Lien Chan.

Seeing Luo Zheng’s concerns, Elder Wei just said: “Reassure, since we set up this kind of training, naturally we will not let you die, and other military people are also practicing here.”

Saying that Elder Wei pointed to a circle of warriors around the black ball, the souls of these warriors have entered the black ball, so their bodies are sitting or lying around the black ball.

"Into the training of the black ball is also an opportunity for the elite of the lower bounds of the rising people. You have to take good care of it and you will benefit a lot," said Elder Wei, and then Elder Wei confessed to the black ball. Some notes in the middle.

After listening to Elder Wei, Luo Zheng did not have any concerns. He nodded and went to the black ball. After sitting cross-legged, Luo Zheng explored his soul towards the black ball. Just after Luo Zheng’s soul had just entered the black ball, I found my soul in a dark, lacquered space.

Just stepping into this black ball, Luo Zheng’s soul suddenly felt a violent sting, as if at this moment, there were countless flying knives stabbing himself, puncturing his soul. It’s like being naked and enduring the frost, the flames roasting...

"Giggle..." Luo Zheng’s teeth were trembling, and he was not under his control.

The soul without physical protection is very fragile. Even though Luo Zheng’s soul is stronger than the same-order warrior, it has not changed from the top, and cannot bear this pain at all.

Enduring severe pain, Luo Zheng saw a little yellowish light around the black lacquered space. In this kind of pressure, Luo Zheng couldn’t think too much, and rushed toward the light.

The closer to the light yellow light, the more the Luo Zheng felt the pressure on the soul, the warmth of the light, as if a pile of bonfires in the ice and snow, and an oasis in the desert.

When Luo Zheng approached, the faint light that the lights released, constantly repaired the soul of Luo Zheng.

Until this time, Luo Zhengcai saw clearly that the souls of many warriors were warming around this small oil lamp.

In this dark space, the small oil lamp is dotted with the small oil lamp. This small oil lamp emits a soft light to protect the souls of these warriors, and is not devastated by the powerful pressure.

In the center of this space, a huge beast evil spirit is firmly fixed by the chains formed by lightning. This horrible soul pressure is transmitted from the body of the beast.

From time to time, there are warriors who leave the protection of small oil lamps, accept the erosion of the souls of the beasts and evil spirits, and destroy them. They can’t hold on until they return to the small oil lamps and let the small oil lamps repair their souls.

This method of soul training is similar to Luo Zheng’s initial acquisition of the mysterious melting pot and the first soul exercise. The soul is constantly being devastated and constantly repaired. However, the pain of Luo Zheng was 100 times stronger than the present. And the glow of the glow released in the furnace is repairing the soul many times faster!

It is because of that exercise that Luo Zheng’s soul has become tough.

There are many similarities in the practice of the world, and the same is true of the cultivation of the Dragon and the human race.

The soul is constantly being beaten and tempered, and it will become stronger a little bit, but in the lower bounds, there is no such small oil lamp to repair its own soul, so that destroying its own soul will eventually turn itself into an idiot.

With this small oil lamp, this situation will be much better.

This kind of cultivation opportunity can be met for Luo Zheng, and Luo Zheng will naturally seize the opportunity to practice.

When Luo Zheng’s soul was repaired almost, he rushed out of the range of small oil lamps. He just took the range covered by small oil lamps, and the horrible soul pressure once again swept the soul of Luo Zheng.

The pain in the soul cannot be alleviated by any means. It can only be endured by willpower. Many fighters can only insist on two or three breaths under the scour of this soul. Then they turn to the small oil lamp. Run in the direction.

Luo Zheng stood firmly in the same place and endured the impact of this pressure. In a short while, his teeth began to creak again.

"Resist!" Luo Zheng said to himself.

a breath...

Two breaths...

Ten breaths...

At this time, the soul of Luo Zheng was already riddled with holes, like a broken cotton jacket, and there was a stun in his mind.

"Back!"

Until Luo Zheng felt that he was about to faint, he returned to the light of the small oil lamp. Under the yellow light, Luo Zheng’s soul began to repair a little bit.

"New, do you want to fight?" Next to the small oil lamp, a warrior smiled.

These warriors have experienced the destruction of soul pressure, and they are very clear about the taste. They saw that Luo Zheng had ten breaths for the first time, and he was a little embarrassed when he was surprised. Some of them came in for a while. All of them can only insist on the time of four or five breaths, but Luo Zheng can stick to ten breaths when he comes in for the first time!

Luo Zheng smiled lightly, did not speak, and after the soul was completely repaired, Luo Zheng did not hesitate and rushed out again.

In this way, the suffering of the soul is repeatedly endured. Luo Zheng is under the pressure of the soul of the beast evil spirit, and the time of persistence is getting longer and longer.

At first he could only hold ten breaths, followed by twelve breaths, twenty breaths, forty breaths...

It didn't take long for Luo Zheng to stick to the time of a fragrant incense.

This growth rate can only make those warriors stunned, which is too enchanting?