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Chapter 509: Qing Tianyi's Disciple Wan)(1/2)

Before you know it, another ten days have passed!

The past ten days have been an unprecedented torture for Shenwei Imperial Court and Wei Tianhai.

Lin Dongwei's cultivation has not stopped yet.

This kid is really the hardest working and most desperate young man Wei Tianhai has ever seen in his life.

It is normal for him to have the extraordinary achievements he has today.

Almost a month has passed.

Lin Dongwei was on the verge of death every day. He even spit out blood yesterday and was about to die.

But he persevered, relying on perseverance.

The shocking wounds all over his body hurt anyone who looked at them.

How can the infusion of Nascent Soul's true essence be so simple?

Even a simple drop can pour magma into your head and kill you at any time.

Now he insists on 26 drops!

What kind of endurance is this? You must know that 26 drops of Nascent Soul essence is 26 times of Lingchi's punishment.

Most people would be directly hurt to death.

But Lin Dongwei persisted like this.

Finish!

Today's practice is over again.

well!

Lin Dongwei still looked like he was dying, but Wei Tianhai let out a long sigh.

fail!

He had just carefully investigated Lin Dongwei. Over the past month, he had really worked hard to cultivate the No Regrets and Power formula to its peak.

But helpless.

Maybe it's because of my qualifications, or maybe I'm too eager for quick success.

Lin Dongwei just hasn't been able to cultivate the magical soul for a long time.

As a result, it is even more impossible for Lin Dongwei to break through the eighth level of spiritual power.

"Lin Dongwei, my true energy can still last, but these Jindan elders who preside over the formation are about to be unable to hold on."

"There are still four days left. In these four days, you must persevere no matter what, you must break through, and you must cultivate the soul of supernatural power... The destiny of the Divine Power Imperial Court is on your shoulders."

Looking at the bloody-faced Lin Dongwei, Wei Tianhai said earnestly.

Look at those powerful golden elixirs again.

Because they presided over this heaven-defying formation, in just over twenty days, they all became sallow and thin, and some of them even had gray hair.

In the past twenty days, they have aged by more than ten years.

Golden elixir experts are also consuming their lifespan if they want to support the formation.

For Jindan, longevity is even more precious.

The eyes of the Jindan elders were filled with anticipation.

If Lin Dongwei fails, all their efforts will be declared in vain.

Whether Lin Dongwei can activate the reincarnation chariot will also determine their future destiny.

If the Samsara Chariot can be opened, the Divine Power Imperial Court will get more than 20 elements in it. The Divine Power Emperor promised to reward them with all these elements, one piece for each person.

Obtained the Yuan Qi, the one-step Nascent Soul.

The lifespan lost during this period is not worth mentioning.

But if Lin Dongwei fails, they will suffer heavy losses.

These 13 people, each at the peak of their golden elixirs, are currently the strongest group of Nascent Souls in the Divine Power Imperial Court.

The reason why they are strong is because they live long enough.

Naturally, they face the despair of dying.

This is a huge gamble with more than ten years of life.

If the bet is won, the future will be smooth.

If the bet loses, the longest-lived of these 13 people will probably not live more than ten years.

A golden elixir looked at Lin Dongwei bitterly.

The other golden elixirs also looked at each other.

There is only one message in their eyes.

If you, Lin Dongwei, fail, your fate will also be death.

Wei Tianhai couldn't stop this scene.

If Lin Dongweasel really failed.

These Jindan elders will definitely kill him to vent their anger.

Boundless anger must have an outlet.



Zhao Chu had scars all over his body, and at first glance he appeared to be dying.

But no one knew that the scars all over his body were Xiao Xumihun's deception.

But his own body is as bright as jade, and his skin exudes a warm and moist luster like jasper.

In the past ten days, Zhao Chu had been practicing the Art of No Regrets.

But these three supreme supernatural powers are connected to each other.

Zhao Chu's Taishang Dao basic product and the ruthless Dao Kongdian have also been consolidated, and the magical soul is more stable.

He looked into the elders' sinister eyes.

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

Zhao Chu is fortunate that he can release the power of the eighth level of spiritual consciousness at any time.

If he didn't have a demon mirror, he would have failed at this time.

The end is death!

In the huge Divine Power Imperial Court, let alone a small Foundation Establishment Realm, even if you break through to the Golden Core, you still have no chance of survival.

These golden elixir realms are like hungry wolves dripping with saliva. They are nothing more than bait and fishhook.

Buzz!

In the eyes of others, Zhao Chu sat upright and motionless as a clock.

Under the surface, as if in another empty space, there is another picture.

Zhao Chu flicked his finger.

On his fingertips, there was a spider the size of a fingernail, climbing back and forth flexibly.

The spider is pitch black in color and covered with mysterious patterns. At first glance, it looks sinister and creepy.

According to Hong Duanya's narration.

My own divine mind Gu is much stronger than Wei Tianhai's.

Wei Tianhai's Gu of Divine Thought must be refined into his Nascent Soul True Essence before it can be planted into his mind.

Nascent Soul's true essence is the only medium.

But Zhao Chu's divine mind Gu is even more mysterious and unpredictable.

Although this spider cannot be directly planted into the human body, it can be integrated into treasures.

As we all know.

Some psychic secret treasures must be refined with blood.

This secret treasure is the medium for the Gu of Divine Thought.

As long as the treasure is fused with the Gu of Divine Thought, whether it is a magic weapon, a weapon, a Qiankun Ring, or other secret treasures, as long as you shed your blood to refine it, Zhao Chu will plant the Gu.

This method is dozens of times more convenient than Wei Tianhai and even more difficult to guard against.

What's even more terrifying is that it's impossible for you to detect the existence of the Gu of Divine Thought.

Maybe one day, you are still fighting proudly, and Zhao Chu flicks your finger.

Boom!

No matter you are Yuanying or Jindan.

At that time, your head will be a gorgeous firework.

This is the horror of the Gu of Divine Thought.

Zhao Chu pinched the spider, still feeling frightened.

If Hong Duanya hadn't been there and he had been bewitched by Wei Tianhai, he would have been able to answer the question in this life.

Wei Tianhai asked him to wear women's clothing, so he had to wear it.



"Senior Hong, now I have mastered the Gu of Divine Thought!"

"You said that with my current strength, I can cultivate three minor magical powers. What is this last minor magical power?"
To be continued...
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