Vol 3 Chapter 227: Mirror pool
Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Qian Li rushed to Ziyan regardless of the rules.
At this moment, his eyes are red and murderous.
Hey!
A barrier to the situation appeared in front of Qian Li.
With a bang, Qian Li slammed into it, and the powerful anti-shock force directly bounced him out.
"what happened?"
The sound of the old indifference sounded.
After landing, Qian Li was only sober, and saw the cold eyes of Fu Lao. He quickly got up and said: "The purple sneak attacked me!"
Fu Lao Shen said: "Do you know the rules?"
Qian Li lowered his head, but his face was still angry and his heart was burning.
"What happened?"
Fu Lao asked: "How come you are here?"
Other people are also confused. How can Samsung’s Qian Li be beaten back by Zi Yan?
Qian Li said indignantly: "I am not prepared for the sable, I attacked me with the nine poles!"
When I heard Qian Li said, everyone sucked in a cold breath.
Purple is only two stars, why can you master the nine-pole array?
You know, many of them, but even the Liuhe Fu has not yet mastered.
Hearing that Qian Li said, Fu Lao already knows the reason. If Zi Zi can master the Jiuji Fu, then the soul strength can be much more than Qian Li.
Between the sages, the soul is the key, and the realm is second.
It seems that Qian Li’s sneak attack is also extremely hydrated.
"Do you remember the rules?"
He didn't know what was going on, but apparently he didn't plan to pursue the matter at this time, and his eyes swept through the crowd.
Others nodded and then returned to their own jade, only when they looked at the purple scorpion, they were unwilling to be cold.
If this time is not purple, their harvest can be no small.
But there are still some people who are gloating when they look at the angry money.
Everyone is the Holy Spirit. No one is a fool. Before Qian Li did not rescue in time, the purpose was not pure, and he wanted to swallow the power of the soul there.
At the moment, even he has come out, and nothing has been gained. Many people feel better.
Of course, it is only relatively balanced. The hatred of the purple eyes in their hearts has never been reduced.
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Countless spots of light converge in front, this time the purple scorpion, is really a real knowledge, what is called Fuchi.
The pure soul liquid, with a range of more than ten feet, contains the power of the soul, which is several times more than the sum of the previous refineries.
This is the real big chance!
The purple face was full of surprises and swiftly swept over the pool. This time, almost all the sacred characters on his body were consumed.
Right now, if there is another accident, then the purple scorpion can only be expelled, so in order to avoid night long dreams, he can only refine the power of the soul here.
Kneeling over the Fuchi, from the sea of Ziyan, there is a powerful power of engulfing.
In the midst of the role of the work method, there is also the merit of the soul soul crystal.
The power of pure soul, gathered in the sea of knowledge, like a huge soul water column, into the rotating black vortex.
The whirlpool of the ghostly soul-seeking method is spinning fast, and the voice of the ghost is sometimes transmitted.
Those souls that have been continually torn, shattered, and refining have finally passed through the whirlpool and become the power of a more pure soul, which is added to the soul of the purple.
The symbol pool below is shrinking.
The soul of the purple scorpion is growing.
In this way, it has been a long time, when the energy of Fuchi is less than half, the soul of Ziyan has finally broken through.
His soul has become stronger and obviously has a qualitative change.
At this point, Zi Yan believes that the St. Regis he will write again will be Samsung.
At this time, there is still half of the Fuchi, and Ziyan does not hesitate to continue refining. In addition to consolidating the current realm, it can continue to strengthen its own soul.
After all, his real realm is four stars, and the realm of the Holy Runner can only be regarded as a truly qualified sage!
Similarly, the only way to do this is that in the next battle, the Holy Runner will become another powerful reliance on the sable.
Just now, looking at the entire San Lei people, such a holy teacher does not exist.
The remaining half of the power was quickly swallowed up by Zi Yan.
This time, it is still the same as the previous ones. I didn't get a new soul-collecting stone. The soul of the purple-eyed scorpion is a leaps and bounds change.
The soul has not only broken through to Samsung, but has added a lot of it. It is also close to four stars.
Zi Yan was very happy and very happy.
It is worthy of the sanctuary of the Holy Runner. If the San Lei people have more than one such place, how good?
In the heart of Zi Yan, I am thinking about it.
Just then, there was a flaw in the front, forming a portal.
The exit opened and Zi Yan walked out of the portal.
After the successful break-up, he appeared straight into the depths.
At the moment, the number of sacred characters on his body is no more than ten, and it is no longer possible to maintain a new battle.
Therefore, he must be careful to avoid the boundaries that may appear around him.
Then there was a weird scene, and the purple cockroaches evaded the sacred characters that appeared in front of them and did not dare to touch them.
In fact, the worry of Zi Yan is completely redundant.
Because it has long since reached the depths, and he has encountered many times, the luck is good enough, it is impossible to meet again.
After continuing to go deep into the road, Zi Yan went to the end of Fu Lin.
There is a barrier in front of the road. Just approaching the front, I have not waited for the careful study of the sable. The previously-derived sacred stone is flying out of the storage bag of the sable.
The inspiring stone that flew out touched the barrier, and the next moment the barrier elicited a ripple, opening a one-person wide portal.
Zi Yan went straight in.
A bright front is a thunder space.
There are more than twenty people standing there.
Zi Yan’s gaze quickly swept across the field and saw a familiar person, Ren Zheng.
After the other party saw the purple, it was also very surprising.
This time he did not say hello to the purple cicada ~www.readwn.com~ stood still.
The other people did not move. The guy named Zhu Da just glanced at him coldly. The killing in his eyes was obvious, but he still stood still.
Hey!
Suddenly, the front suddenly stirred up, and I saw a huge mirror in the sky. There were countless thunder lights in the mirror, like the thunder snakes flying fast.
The space under the mirror is also distorted, changed, and finally turned into a huge mine pool.
"The mirror pool has appeared!"
There was an exclamation from the side, and many people’s eyes showed excitement.
Lei Zhenghong is still standing in the forefront, and he stepped into the thunder pool.
His body did not sink and was suspended above the thunder pool.
A thunder fire emerged from the top of his head and turned into a thunderbolt.
