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    Yang Qingshan slowly opened his eyes. Although his face was calm and he gave the prisoner a look that I had already learned, his heart was full of excitement, because the prisoner's conspiracy was lifted, and the vortex was completely refined by Tianlei, and became his own.  There is an extra acupoint in the body, this acupoint is a huge warehouse, it is so big that it is unimaginable, but now Tianlei is the master of the new acupoint, as long as you enter the Jindan stage and refine Tianlei, it is equivalent to refining the acupoint  At that time, the power swallowed in the vortex will be slowly refined by himself.

    However, Yang Qingshan kept a piece of consciousness in the vortex, which was left by the prisoner in Yang Qingshan's body. As long as there is a disturbance, Yang Qingshan believes that the prisoner will definitely come to him, and it will be very difficult for him to hide it when the time comes.  Trouble, I can only wait until the strength of the two sides is about the same to refine this divine sense.

    "How?" The prisoner asked with a guilty conscience, completely unaware that the cauldron he made had been saved by Yang Qingshan.

    "It feels good, the streamer on my body is gone, I feel relaxed, and I am confident that I can swallow all the characters in the crystals here." Yang Qingshan said confidently, with a grateful look on his face.

    "Okay, okay, eat it slowly, I'll go and have a look around." The prisoner said with satisfaction, walked a few steps, remembered something, threw the water bottle in his hand to Yang Qingshan and said, "Remember to drink water."

    "Thank you, senior, but aren't seniors afraid that I will hide this kettle?" Yang Qingshan asked suspiciously.

    "Not afraid." The prisoner said confidently, looked up to the sky and smiled, flew out and disappeared into the void.

    "I'm afraid I'll hide this kettle." Yang Qingshan secretly smiled inwardly, looking at the kettle with a layer of reincarnation-like annual rings on it.

    "One circle, one circle, one circle, seven circles, is this kettle made of a piece of wood? What's the use of wood that has grown for seven years? In the world of cultivating immortals, it takes at least a thousand years of wood to refine something.  "

    Yang Qingshan didn't take it seriously, opened the kettle, took a sip, and then put the kettle in the spirit ring cage with satisfaction.

    One thousand crystals is not a small amount. It will take half a day for Yang Qingshan to devour the characters in one crystal. That is to say, Yang Qingshan will need at least one and a half years to complete all the devouring. Of course, Yang Qingshan will not be stupid and really want to hurry up.  Complete the devouring, but slowly, the old god is here, decided to spend two years to devour, and occasionally lazily practice your own true skills, in order to fight for your life in the future.

    "How about the devoured one?"

    Sometimes, the prisoner would suddenly appear by Yang Qingshan's side, asking for a sip of water from the kettle to rejuvenate himself, but Yang Qingshan could clearly feel that the prisoner was getting weaker and weaker, so weak that he could feel it  of cultivation.

    "Golden Core Stage?"

    Yang Qingshan secretly laughed in his heart, but on the surface he was very pious. He always shouted a few words from time to time during the devouring process, asking questions about his cultivation, and the voice of the prisoner always appeared.  Like a teacher, diligent and conscientious, after all, Yang Qingshan is his own cauldron, the higher his cultivation level, the more valuable he is, the more he gets, the more he recovers.

    In the world of emptiness and color, there are only a few crystals left. Yang Qingshan's cultivation has reached the peak of the foundation-building stage, and Yang Qingshan feels that the prisoner's cultivation has dropped to the concentration stage.  When the old man couldn't walk and asked Yang Qingshan for water, Yang Qingshan disappeared.

    "Yang Qingshan, where are you?"

    The prisoner's old voice drifted slowly in the void, but there was no echo from Yang Qingshan.

    "Hehe Interesting, plotting against this old man? This old man has lived for nearly two hundred thousand years, and was only plotted against by Emperor Blue Water. Do you think you can?"  of light.

    "The spiritual consciousness in the cauldron is gone and has been refined? How is it possible? The small foundation building period can refine my spiritual consciousness, unlessthat kid has a powerful treasure, or a spiritual treasure naturally born from heaven and earth.  "

    The prisoner guessed in his heart, looking at the almost transparent crystals without characters.

    "Come out! Don't force me."

    Yang Qingshan sneered secretly, hiding behind a piece of crystal, perfectly hiding his figure with the turtle's breath, and at the same time took out the unicorn head, ready to attack at any time.

    "Although the old man's cultivation base has been decreasing, especially here, the decline is even faster, but the old man can kill you in seconds as long as he takes a sip of water from the kettle. If you don't come out, the old man will be rude  .¡±

    The Prisoner's Bravado RoarAfter shooting out several flashes of spiritual light, Yang Qingshan held the kettle stiffly and came back to the same place, watching the prisoner fly out, continuously lighting the surroundings with spiritual light, these spiritual lights illuminated this emptiness world like a swimming dragon.

    "A lot of corpses."

    Yang Qingshan said in shock, he did not expect this world of nothingness to be a tomb, and the crystals are tombstones, erected on countless corpses, but the strange thing is that the invisible restrictions on countless corpses make this world of corpses seem to be a piece of  The earth is average.

    The prisoner fell down, closed his eyes and said, "There are more than 700,000 corpses, 3,464 races, Lord Blue Water, how many people did you kill to develop such abilities.  These corpses, these powerful beings, any one of them is the overlord of one party. Let me break the restriction of this tomb, and let these souls be rescued."

    Yang Qingshan was stunned for a moment, recalling that when he just entered this trap, there was a primeval forest with countless phantom spirit beasts, which turned out to be the souls of countless corpses under his feet. It was unimaginable that there were such secrets and such  Huge tomb.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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