"Purple Dragon Soul?"

It was not until the "Purple Dragon Soul" entered the Nine Dragon Overlord Armor that Zi Chen woke up from the shock, took out the "Story of Immortals" from his arms, and asked directly: "Old Gourd, why does there be a purple dragon soul in my body?"

"Purple Dragon Soul?"

Lao Hulu, who had been hiding in "The Story of Immortals", was also slightly stunned, and then said awkwardly: "Master, I didn't see..."

“Didn’t see it?”

Zi Chen was also stunned. Thinking of the phantom of the "Demon Elephant" that was so scared that he hid in the corner, Zi Chen's face suddenly turned dark. He glared at the old gourd on "The Story of Immortality" and snorted coldly: "You are like the useless 'Demon Elephant', and you are scared by a few little dragons and hid in "The Story of Immortality" and didn't even dare to show your head!"

"Several little dragons..."

When he heard that Zi Chen actually described the nine dragon souls as several small dragons, Lao Hulu's mouth twitched, and he had been timid for a long time without spitting out a word.

"Okay, go back!"

Zi Chen waved his hand impatiently.

Thinking that he could choose a holy-level martial art in the "Treasure House" to practice, Zi Chen's eyes lit up. He knew the power of the "Demonic Elephant Statistics Power". Originally, with his physique, he could not practice any martial arts in the world at all. However, since he had the "Devouring Golden Pill", he could use the "Devouring Qi" instead of the fairy spirit energy of other warriors to practice the martial arts...

"Frozen thousands of miles?"

"Eight Desolates Burning Fire Fist?"

"Nine Yin Tiangong?"

“…”

There are seven or eight kinds of "saint-level" techniques in the treasure house of the "Snow Mountain Holy Clan". I originally planned to imprint these seven or eight kinds of holy-level techniques in my mind first, and then slowly practice them after I went out. However, just after I took down the "Eight Desolates Burning Fire Fist", the remaining "saint-level" techniques disappeared out of thin air, without a trace, leaving no trace...

"It should be a ban!"

Zi Chen shook his head and muttered: "No wonder the people from the 'Snow Mountain Holy Clan' were willing to let me come in alone with confidence. There should be restrictions on these magic weapons and martial arts, so you must not take more!"

"Two days?"

Thinking that there were only two days before the "Tongtian Pillar" competition was about to begin. Although I had obtained a "holy product" defensive magic weapon, Nine Dragons Overlord Armor, the attack method was still too lacking. Zi Chen, who had already imprinted all the skills of the "Eight Desolates Burning Fire Fist" in his mind, took a deep breath and said in a voice: "I am following the path of pure physical strength. This martial art of the Eight Desolates Burning Fire Fist is suitable for me. After practicing, there is also an additional attack method, which is not bad..."

"Puff!"

Zi Chen used the "Eight Desert Fire Fist" technique and saw a trace of "Pure Yang Flame" burst out from his body. The Fire Phoenix, who had been "sleeping", seemed to notice Zi Chen's changes, and flew out of Zi Chen's arms with his wings. His pair of agile phoenix eyes blinked and looked at Zi Chen who was crazy about devouring the spiritual energy in the surrounding air to practice.

"Ming!"

As soon as the fire phoenix opened its mouth, it spewed out a hot 'Phoenix Holy Fire'.

At this moment, Zi Chen was like a bottomless pit, crazily absorbing the "Phoenix Holy Fire" sprayed out by the fire phoenix. The trace of "pure yang flame" on his body became more and more hot...

One hour.

Two hours...

One day and one night...

Two days and one night...

“…”

Zi Chen practiced for two days and one night.

Until dusk the next day, the trace of "pure sun flame" had already wrapped him up, and even the "phantom" of a flame monster appeared faintly.

In two days, the beast soul of the "Eight Desolates Burning Fire Fist" was cultivated?

If this scene is seen by the people of the "Snow Mountain Holy Clan", I'm afraid everyone will be surprised! Everyone knows that the introduction to these "saint-level" techniques is to condense into souls and cultivate a trace of beast soul, just like Zi Chen's "Demon Elephant Town Power", which cultivates the demon elephant beast soul, and Han Lingyun's "Frozen Thousand Miles" also cultivates the snow beast soul. Now, this "Eight Desolate Fire Fist" also cultivates a trace of beast soul...

certainly.

Once these "beast souls" are truly solidified, this technique will be considered a great success.

"Ao!"

Before Zi Chen could appreciate it, the beast soul of the "Eight Desolate Fire Fist" he had just condensed, saw the phantom of the "Demon Elephant" in the corner suddenly pounced towards the beast soul of the "Eight Desolate Fire Fist". The huge elephant nose wrapped the beast soul of the "Eight Desolate Fire Fist" with a huge elephant nose. Before the "Fire Beast Soul" that had just condensed and formed, it was swept over by the "Demon Elephant"...

"roar!"

It seems that the threat of the 'magic' is felt.

The "Fire Beast Soul" began to struggle wildly. Seeing this scene, Zi Chen was also stunned. He looked at the phantom of the "Demon Elephant" with a dull face, and swallowed the "Fire Beast Soul" bit by bit.

"Swallow?"

The "fire beast soul" whose body was swallowed by the "demon elephant" phantom began to wail in pain...

“…”

Outside the ‘Treasure House’.

After the power of the dragon soul disappeared, Cambrian Ming and Han Wuao were both dumbfounded, especially Han Wuao, who had felt the power of the dragon soul in the scene. His eyes were filled with an incredible shock. He looked at Cambrian Ming beside him and said, "Brother, the power of the dragon soul has disappeared. Could that boy really refine the 'Nine Dragons Overlord Armor'?"

"hiss!"

Cambrian, whose mouth twitched, nodded and said with a complicated expression: "It should be..."

The Nine Dragon Overlord Armor, which the ancestors of the "Snow Mountain Holy Clan" who were unable to refine, was actually refined by a warrior in the Great Perfect Realm of the "Nine-level Heaven of Wuzong"?

It’s no wonder Cambrian’s expression becomes complicated.

"Brother, why don't we go in and take a look!" Han Wuao suggested.

"No."

Cambrian shook his head and said lightly: "I have already felt his breath, and the treasure house is filled with the power of flames. If I was not wrong, he should be practicing the "Eight Desolates Burning Fire Fist". Tomorrow will be the "Tongtian Pillar" competition. Let him continue to practice!"

"What?"

Han Wenxue was also stunned when he heard that Zi Chen was not dead at the hands of the "Nine Dragons Overlord Armor". As a disciple of the "Snow Mountain Holy Clan", he naturally knew how fierce that set of "Nine Dragons Overlord Armor" was. Not to mention the warriors at the Great Perfect Realm of the Ninth Heaven of the Wuzong, even a powerful Lu Xian fifth heaven like his father, he would not dare to move the "Nine Dragons Overlord Armor" easily!

"Qin Siyao, have you heard that boy Zichen is fine..." Han Wenxue said excitedly.

"Yeah!"

Qin Siyao, who was covered in pear blossoms, nodded vigorously and said, "I knew that he would definitely be fine..."

"The patriarch, the ten clan Presbyterians and the people who came to participate in the "Tongtian Pillar" competition have all arrived, and now they are in the hall..." A disciple of the "Snow Mountain Holy Clan" respectfully looked at Cambrian Mingdao.

"knew."

Cambrian nodded and said to Han Wuao beside him: "Second brother, since all the people from the ten clans have arrived, let's go out too! Just come here to notify him before the 'Tongtian Pillar' competition..."

"good……"

Seeing that Cambrian Ming and Han Wuao brothers were about to leave here, Han Wenxue, who was standing beside Qin Siyao, quickly said, "Qin Siyao, do you want to go ahead with us to take a look?"

"No……"

Qin Siyao shook her head, looked at the gate of the 'treasure' with deep eyes, and said, "I'll stay here and wait for him."

"Oh well!"

Han Wenxue nodded, turned around and left the "Treasure House".

“…”

"Swish!Swish!Swish!"

Cambrian Ming, Han Wuao and others had just left the treasure house in the back mountain when they saw twenty or thirty figures suddenly appear outside the treasure house. When they saw these people, Qin Siyao's face also changed drastically.

More than thirty powerful people of "Lu Xian"?

These thirty or so powerful people in "Lu Xian" seem to be in the same group. When they saw the other party, their expressions were obviously stunned. One of the teams was Zi Chen, and Huang Yali, who Qin Siyao offended in the "Colosseum".

Huang Yali, who brought more than a dozen "Lu Xian" powerful men to kill Zi Chen, did not expect that in addition to them, there was a group of people lying outside the "Treasure House", with a look of vigilance flashing across her face. She looked at the girl opposite and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The girl opposite was nothing but Zhang Lin, who almost died in Zi Chen's hands on the ice field, heard the other party's inquiry, Zhang Lin, who was also alert, took a few steps back and said coldly: "This is our 'Snow Mountain Holy Clan', who are you?"

"People from the Snow Mountain Holy Clan?"

When Huang Yali heard that the other party was a person from the ‘Snow Mountain Holy Clan’, her face changed slightly, she gritted her teeth and said, “You guys, hold them down, and the rest will enter the treasure house and catch the people.”

"Yes, Miss..."

"Catch people?"

When Zhang Lin was slightly stunned when she heard Huang Yali's voice trying to capture the people in the "Treasure House". Obviously, she knew very well that there was only one person in the Treasure House, that was the damn Zi Chen.

Qin Siyao, who was standing at the door of the treasure house with a pale face, felt relieved when she saw the two groups of people who suddenly appeared here and were about to fight. If these two groups of people took action together, she would not be able to say that she was just a great perfect state of "Ninth Level of Wu Zong Tian", even the first level of "Lu Xian" would probably not be able to stop the attacks of these people. However, without waiting for Qin Siyao to completely send it down.

The man standing behind Zhang Lin suddenly stood up and said coldly: "Wait a minute..."

"Crazy!"

The powerful "Lu Xian" who were already preparing to take action, heard Brother Zhang Lin's words and waited, and immediately stood there, looking at Zhang Lin's brother, with a look of suspicion on his face.

"You are from the 'Tuqiu tribe'!"
Chapter completed!