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Soul-breaking finger!
This is a kind of soul martial skill that the Blood-clothed Dragon Emperor acquired in his early years. He has to at least reach the real person realm before he can practice it at the next great realm.
But now it is left to Xiao Chen, asking him to learn it now, which is a bit difficult.
After all, Xiao Chen is now in the first small realm of the real person realm, the True Yuan Realm, followed by the Yin Yuan Realm and the Yang Yuan Realm.
Like Xiao Chen, he has to cross two realms to learn a martial skill.
Xiao Chen carefully recalled the words of the Blood-clothed Dragon Emperor, calmed down and thought about it, the other person's seemingly unkind words were actually not so heartless.
If you really didn¡¯t think highly of him, you wouldn¡¯t have handed the Soul-Breaking Finger to Xiao Chen, nor would you have revived him.
In fact, there is no other way. If we can't break the rules, let alone save Kunlun.
Having mastered the soul-breaking finger technique, Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to try it.
Soul martial arts consume the soul power of the warrior. Once failed, it will cause damage to the soul.
??Especially for people like him who practice forcefully, if they are not careful, the harm will be even greater.
If you don¡¯t do it right, you may become a fool or lose your mind.
In the message given to him by the Blood-clothed Dragon Emperor, there was an explanation that he could only withstand three failures at most.
After three times, take risks again. Once you fail, the origin of your soul will be damaged and it will be difficult to recover.
"The first step is to mobilize the soul power!"
Xiao Chen slowly started to use his mental method. As the mental method deepened, he found that his thoughts were somewhat outside the physical body.
A forbidden power within his body was mobilized by him, and a storm surged between heaven and earth.
A powerful aura erupted from him, which was several times stronger than his Taoist power.
The strong wind is howling and clothes are rustling. At this moment, anyone in the Kunlun world standing in front of Xiao Chen will feel a tremor from the depths of their souls.
"The second step is to gather soul power!"
Condensation of soul power is the most critical step. If it cannot be condensed, the soul power will not be powerful, and it will be impossible to release it.
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With the concentration of soul power, invisible storms appeared in the sky and gathered in the clouds.
Lightning bolts were torn out, making a loud noise that touched the soul.
Phew!
Before a trace of joy could show on his face, Xiao Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his soul power dispersed from his hands like water.
In the sky, all the visions disappeared, and the terrifying momentum disappeared.
Summarizing the experience of failure, Xiao Chen took a break and started his second attempt.
This time, the soul power was gathered smoothly, but something went wrong in the third step, the stage of releasing the soul power.
As a result, the soul power backfired, and Xiao Chen felt as if his soul had fallen apart, his whole body was weak, and his spirit was extremely exhausted.
"Come again!"
After resting, Xiao Chen immediately failed for the third time. This time he could only succeed but not fail.
Within the bloody dragon seal within his body, the Blood-clothed Dragon Emperor was not sleeping, but was looking at Xiao Chen intently.
"What a terrifying soul talent. It only took two attempts to reach this point. The soul power is also amazingly powerful, much stronger than what I used to be."
The blood-clothed Dragon Emperor murmured to himself: "Perhaps, it should be related to the secrets in him."
While thinking about it, Xiao Chen¡¯s third attempt officially began.
The first step is to mobilize the soul power and complete it successfully!
The second step is to gather the soul power and complete it successfully!
The third step, the release of soul power, was successfully completed!
There is still one last step left, one drop of dragon blood. Dragon is one of the most powerful tribes in the prehistoric era, and it has been passed down to this day. Millions of years later, dragon blood is like a mythical bloodline.
Although the pure-blooded dragon clan is not here, Xiao Chen¡¯s Qinglong bloodline is eight-color and of extremely high quality.
A drop of top-quality blue dragon blood is enough to increase the power of this soul-breaking finger tenfold.
Without dragon blood, the power of the soul-breaking finger is just average.
Xiao Chen, who successfully released his soul power to his fingertips, felt his heart burst open and a drop of his heart's blood immediately melted.
The tip of the index finger of his right hand glowed with bloody light, and the entire world turned into blood under this light.
What¡¯s even more weird is that under the radiation of blood light, clear lines can be seen even on the inside of stones and grass.
"Are we going to succeed?" The blood-clothed Dragon Emperor was filled with confusion.He felt a little excited, but suddenly his expression changed slightly: "No, the dragon blood and soul power are not completely integrated."
Boom!
A bloody beam of light engraved with dragon patterns shot out from Xiao Chen's fingertips, but halfway through, the beam suddenly decomposed and disappeared invisible.
This time Xiao Chen was not injured, but his face was full of disappointment, "How could this happen? It was obviously successfully used, why did it still decompose? If it doesn't work, I have to try again."
Wow, the space in front of him suddenly distorted, Xiao Chen was pulled directly into the space of the bloody dragon seal, and saw the blood-clothed Dragon Emperor again.
"Stop trying, you have already failed." The Blood-clothed Dragon Emperor said expressionlessly.
Xiao Chen said in a deep voice: "I want to try again, otherwise, I will definitely succeed this time."
"What if you fail? You will die miserably. Are you sure you want to try?"
"I'm sure, I can only take this gamble."
The blood-clothed Dragon Emperor sighed silently in his heart. He was really stubborn, just like himself back then.
¡°Perhaps, he can really revive the extinct Qinglong lineage.
Just like he did back then, he single-handedly revitalized the entire declining Dragon Clan.
"Okay, you try, I won't stop you. But I really have to sleep for a while. Next time you will wake me up after you transcend the real state. Remember, make good use of the power of your blood. A huge fortune.¡±
After the blood-clothed Dragon Emperor finished speaking, his figure slowly faded and then disappeared from Xiao Chen's eyes.
Xiao Chen returned to reality with a smile on his face. This Blood-clothed Dragon Emperor was really an interesting person.
She criticized him harshly, but when she was about to fall asleep, she didn't even mention the words that she wouldn't want him as a successor after failure.
"The third failure should be because the dragon blood and soul power were not completely integrated, so we have to find a way."
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On the other side, the battle in Kunlun Mountain has reached its final moments.
Under the leadership of the demon god, the demon army is making violent attacks on Kunlun Mountain again and again, and there is a possibility of rushing into Kunlun Mountain at any time.
Once this last line of defense is lost, what awaits the Kunlun warriors will be a one-sided massacre.
The Demon God fights alone against the ancestor of the God Clan, a clone of the Ten Thousand Years Demonic Corpse and the founder of the Martial God Palace.
It has the innate advantage of being invincible, and no matter what kind of injury it is, it cannot cause fatal injuries to him.
He will recover soon. On the other hand, the three trump cards in the Kunlun world, the clone of the founder of Wushen Palace, are getting dimmer.
The ancestor of the God Clan is riddled with scars and looks like he will fall down at any time.
Only the Ten Thousand Years Demonic Corpse is in the best situation because of its physical advantage.
Seeing the three trump cards, Ying Zongtian and Qi Tian God Emperor, who were suppressed by the Demon God and fought against the Earth Demon Emperor, Shadow Demon Emperor and other demon supremes, all showed a look of helplessness.
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The clone left behind by the founder of Wushen Palace suddenly began to flicker, and his figure became increasingly faint.
Ying Zongtian¡¯s expression changed drastically: ¡°Oops, the time is almost up.¡±
The moment the voice fell, this clone disappeared.
The fragile balance was interrupted in an instant, and the devil laughed loudly: "You old immortal, you can really die for me!"
Bang!
Blood light burst out, and the ancestor of the Gods who had been holding on for a long time finally couldn't hold on any longer and was blown away, sputtering out a bloody light.
As the injuries accumulated, the breath of life continued to weaken, and streams of life essence floated in the sky.
"Ancestor!"
The God Emperor Qi Tian shouted in despair. His ancestor had protected the gods for generations, but now he was completely dead in his generation.
Of the three major trump cards, only a ten-thousand-year-old demonic corpse is still struggling to hold on.
Kunlun Mountain will soon fall, but Xiao Chen is still making his last attempt. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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