Return of the War God

Chapter 3478: : Never die to Huangquan! (Two changes)

Chapter 3478: : Never die to Huangquan! (Two changes)

The extraordinary soul sage is perfect! !

After absorbing a whole piece of soul-suppressing magic stone, plus the polishing and tempering all the time, Ye Wuque finally reached the pinnacle of the supernatural soul-sage level!

At this moment, he was sitting there, only feeling that his mind was clear and clear. When he came out and spread it with all his strength, he could cover the boundless area. As long as he wanted to, he could instantly descend to any place where the power of the soul was shrouded, even more quietly. Launch a divine and soul attack silently, aiming at the enemy's soul, appearing in ghosts, and killing people invisible!

Not only that, but now his thoughts are surging, observing himself, not only can he perceive the power contained in every inch of bones and flesh, even if it goes deep into his bones!

Perfect control!

An unprecedented detail!

If the full score of his previous control of his own power was nine points, then now with the power of the soul and soul reaching the perfection of the supernatural soul, it becomes twelve points!

"Sure enough, I didn't guess wrong, the total amount of Soul Power has not increased, it has shrunk by nine tenths compared to when it just reached the Transcendent Soul Sage!"

Closing his eyes, Ye Wuque entered the state of introspection. In the soul space, he once again saw himself in the state of soul, a little golden figure sitting there quietly, and above the little golden figure's head Location, quietly suspended a golden sun!

It throbs, exudes endless light and heat, and invisibly overflows a complete, majestic, and perfect breath!

There is a sense of consummation of merit!

This golden little sun is all his power of divine soul now, it seems that it is only the size of a soybean!

During this period of time, Ye Wuque has followed a kind of instinct, constantly tempering the purity of the power of the soul, and then compressing it, and the power of the soul slowly condensing and merging with each other, and finally only a small size is left.

Fully 90% of the power of the soul has disappeared, but the remaining tenth is already pure to the extreme, which is the result of polishing and containing by the power of the disappearing soul.

"The power of the soul becomes... solid..."

Ye Wuque quietly observed the little golden sun suspended above the head of the primordial spirit, and suddenly discovered that it had condensed into a solid state, and in a trance, he really wanted to turn into an immovable golden star!

With a thought, the little golden sun immediately burst into a strong brilliance, and the power of the soul that was pure to the limit began to surge, moving with Ye Wuque's will!

It is precisely because of this that only Ye Wuque understands how terrifying the power of the soul that has become solid at this moment!

"The power of the soul was originally invisible and qualityless, but when it turned into a liquid state, it had become extraordinary and incredible. Now my power of the soul has been condensed into a solid state. The level of the extraordinary soul sage is really wonderful. !"

"If it is said that the power of the soul of the extraordinary soul is like an egg, then the power of the soul in the solid state is comparable to a ball of refined steel! The essence has undergone earth-shaking changes!"

Ye Wuque was able to clearly radiate the sense of consummation of merit from the golden sun, but at the same time he also felt a barrier to no entry!

As if the power of the soul has been cultivated to this level, it has reached its true limit after turning into a solid state, and the way forward is exhausted!

Staring at the little golden sun silently, a deep meaning flashed in Ye Wuque's mind!

"The realm above the Transcendent Soul Sage..."

After truly reaching the Extraordinary Soul Sage Dzogchen, Ye Wuque finally began to think, telling him directly and experience that the Extraordinary Soul Sage Dzogchen was definitely not the end of the power of the Divine Soul!

"Ok?"

However, at this moment, Ye Wuque, who was sitting in the room quietly, opened his eyes again in silence, and his bright eyes looked in a certain direction outside the window, and a cold light flashed inside it!

"Such aura...is it the killer of Xiangsilou again..."

Now, Ye Wuque's power of the soul has just broken through to the level of the extraordinary soul sage great perfection, and the power of the soul has undergone a qualitative change. Under the power of the soul, within a radius of hundreds of millions of kilometers, there is no turbulence that can hide his perception!

At this moment, somewhere in the void, about tens of millions of kilometers away from the floating battleship, about dozens of silver-clad killers were coming at extremely fast speed, exuding an icy, ferocious aura from all over!

These dozens of figures are the silver-clad killers of Xiangsilou!

"Just send dozens of silver-clad assassins at the Silver God level to assassinate? It's weird..."

Slowly stood up, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and then he opened the door to the observation room of the floating battleship.

"Master Ye!"

"I have seen Master Ye!"

"Master Ye!"

...

In the observation room, the Seventh Prince, Wang Shian, and everyone in the Qiren Mansion were all here. At this moment, when he saw Ye Wuque coming with his hands on his back, they all spoke immediately.

"Your Highness."

Ye Wuque nodded and bowed to the Seventh Prince.

And Ye Wuque noticed here that in the corner of the observation room, there were twelve old figures exuding decadence and vicissitudes, like twelve old ghosts!

The members of the strange man's house all subconsciously stay away.

These are 12 old eunuchs from the depths of the harem!

This time Emperor Shenhuang asked the seven princes to replace the three to go to the front line. In addition to sending 10,000 golden armored troops to accompany him, there were also these twelve old eunuchs.

To be precise, it is twelve...Golden Gods! !

The twelve old eunuchs had only one purpose, and that was to ensure the safety of the Seven Princes!

And from these twelve old eunuchs, Ye Wuque could feel almost the same aura as the old men he had seen in the halls of the gods and wild treasures!

Of course, although they are all golden gods, they are just some of the early existence of golden gods. In the eyes of Ye Wuque, it is naturally not worth mentioning.

"Minions have seen Lord Hou!"

At this moment, the twelve old eunuchs saluted Ye Wuque in a respectful manner. The waist was bent very low, and the leading old **** who lacked a front tooth spoke up.

For Ye Wuque here, the twelve old eunuchs were naturally courteous and did not dare to be presumptuous.

"My father-in-law exempted the gift."

Ye Wuque spoke lightly.

"Haha, Master Ye, why did you come out suddenly? Do you think the room is boring?"

The Seventh Prince said with a smile to Cotyledon Wuque.

"His Royal Highness, thousands of kilometers ahead, thirty-two killers from Acacia Tower are rushing, one is at the top of the silver god, three are in the late stage, and the rest are in the middle stage."

Ye Wuque said directly.

The eyes of the Seventh Prince suddenly flashed slightly!

Wang Shian's complexion suddenly became cold but terrible, and his whole body exuded a terrible evil spirit!

Shoo!

I saw that the twelve old eunuchs, who were originally like old ghosts, came to the side of the Seventh Prince at this moment, surrounded him round and round, perfectly guarding them, and even directly separated the members of the Qiren Mansion. There is no expression on the face full of folds, but the original pair of cloudy eyes are as cold and sharp as a falcon at this moment! .

Everyone has no doubts about Ye Wuque's words!

The power of the soul of an extraordinary alchemist is enough to illuminate everything!

Hum! !

In the next instant, above the sky outside the window, a waning moon suddenly appeared out of thin air!

Cold and desolate, miserable and miserable!

There was still a slight drop of ashes falling on it, a kind of sad lovesickness came out spontaneously, and people couldn't help but give birth to a kind of fear.

"An inch of lovesickness and an inch of gray, I will never die to Huangquan!"

"Hey! What an acacia building!"

At this moment, Wang Shian walked to the front of the Seventh Prince, and his eyes looked at the waning moon above the void, with the ultimate cold killing intent shining in it!