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Chapter 927 The God of Pretend

"Only four hundred meters left? Damn, do you know that the more you go down, the harder it will be to dig? Do you know how hard the ice is? Only four hundred meters left, come and try digging?" Chen Yun roared to the sky. Damn, it was so tormenting.

"Soul Ice Marrow, Master, imagine that it is the Soul Ice Marrow. You think that as long as you get it, you can transform from a fairy soul into a soul and embark on the path of cultivating the gods. How cool is it." The spirit of the weapon tug and waved his fists and exclaimed: "Imagine, then you will be full of motivation."

"Damn..." Chen Yun cursed, "It's not you who dig it, of course you're relaxed? You really know how to enjoy it. Collect ambergris and sleep. How comfortable and moisturized you are in this life? Come and dig it out? Grandma, you can talk without any pain when you lie down, fuck."

"Do you think I don't want to help? Then I have to be able to help? If your cultivation is not too weak, if you have the cultivation level of the Immortal Saint Period, I can upgrade the Immortal Palace to level 13, and then use ambergris to condense the true body, and you can help you. If you have weak cultivation level, can you blame me?" The spirit of the weapon showed a look on his face, who made you have too weak cultivation level?

"Of course, if you give up, just pretend I didn't notice it, just do whatever you want, hum." The spirit of the artifact turned his head and ignored Chen Yun.

Chen Yun is really too lazy. If he is more diligent and hard-working, how could he be the cultivation level of the Great Perfection of the Immortal Lord?

"Give up? I gave up on you with a look. Not to mention how awesome the soul ice marrow was said by you, the ice cave of this ten thousand meters has been dug out, I can't do it in vain, right?" Chen Yunya bit her and said, "There are ten thousand meters here, aren't only four hundred meters left? What's wrong with four hundred meters? Can I, Chen Yun, still be it? "

"Only four hundred meters are left, not four thousand meters, not forty thousand meters," Heng huh." Hen comforted himself like this, and like this, Chen Yun felt much more comfortable.

In a blink of an eye, ten hours passed, and Chen Yun was decisively exhausted and was relieved again. This time, Chen Yun ignored the spirit of the weapon. Anyway, he knew the specific numbers and there was nothing to ask.

After Chen Yun recovered a little strength and swallowed a top-grade immortal pill, he broke through and decisively came. There was no expression on Chen Yun's face, and he no longer cared much.

It is so easy to break through, but Baoyun is not uncommon and unhappy after many times.

More than a moment later, Chen Yun's cultivation level was also stabilized by him. Now, he has entered the ranks of the Immortal Emperor's realm and has broken through to the early stage of the Immortal Emperor.

Sixteen hours ago, I just broke through again now. It’s so frequent. Who can be so evil?

"Continue to do it." Chen Yun bounced on Hanbing, and all the fairy spirit energy in his body burst out. His sword fingers moved, and he quickly pinched the sword technique "With ten thousand swords together!"

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.

"Stop, stop..." After Chen Yun's attack, the harsh voice of the weapon spirit suddenly rang in Chen Yun's mind, "Master, here, here, below is the roar of the soul ice marrow..."

In the original seven days, Chen Yun dug the remaining 400 meters deep in 10,000 meters, and it took Chen Yun half a month to complete it.

This shows how perverted the hardness of the ice is.

However, Chen Yun's benefits are also great. In the past half month, he has lost his strength for 18 times. Because of the fact that he is getting closer and closer to the Ice Marrow of the Spirit, Chen Yun is working harder and more urgently.

When Chen Yun got involved, the speed increased a lot, but also increased the number of times Chen Yun took off his strength. If Chen Yun had not worked so hard and worked hard, it would take at least ten or eight days to get through it.

Human potential is endless. Chen Yun's performance proves the meaning of this sentence well.

It was also because of Chen Yun's desperate efforts and the eighteen times that Chen Yun's cultivation level was also soaring rapidly. Now, he has broken through to the peak of the Great Perfection Realm of the Emperor's Realm, and the distance from breaking through again is only a short distance.

After twenty-three days, twenty-one escape from strength, from the initial stage of the Immortal Lord to the peak of the Great Perfection Realm of the Breaking Emperor.

Good, I have entered the country eleven times, and improving is a realm.

It's so fucking evil.

Moreover, Chen Yun had a feeling that as long as he escaped his strength again, he should be able to break through the peak of the Great Perfection Realm of the Emperor and improve to the early stage of the Immortal Lord's cultivation.

The reason why he is so confident is that Chen Yun had lost his strength three times in a row before this, but he did not make any breakthroughs. He only improved from the initial stage of the Great Perfection of the Realm of Breaking the Emperor to the peak.

Let's take off the force again, isn't it easy to break through?

Chen Yun thought so.

Later, Qi Lingzhua really regretted seeing Chen Yun working so hard. He didn't tell Chen Yun the specific numbers at the beginning. Otherwise, it would be faster.

With the awesome ability of the weapon spirit, he could find treasures within a distance of a hundred miles, let alone a mere ten thousand meters deep. Of course, the weapon spirit spirit can easily know.

However... Qi Lingzhao did not tell Chen Yun, but said that he could not confirm his words. Qi Lingzhao was also kind-hearted. He was afraid that Chen Yun would be scared to tell Chen Yun in detail.

Obviously, the worry of the spirit of the instrument is unnecessary, but on the contrary, it delays the project.

Ahem, but is this true? Will Chen Yun be scared? I'm afraid only Chen Yun himself knows this problem.

Of course, it is still good and effective to do this. First, let Chen Yun dig 10,000 meters, and then tell Chen Yun that there are four hundred meters left.

Compared with 10,000 meters, at least in terms of hearing, it is much less. Although the time taken is more than twice as long, Chen Yun worked even harder.

Originally, according to the spirit of the weapon, I wanted to wait until Chen Yun had dug three or five meters left before telling Chen Yun's specific numbers, that would be better.

However, the spirit of the weapon could not stand Chen Yun's powerlessness, so he couldn't help but tell Chen Yun.

"Soul Ice Marrow? Where? Where? Why haven't you seen it yet?" Chen Yun's eyes were chaotic, and at the same time, his whole body was standing in the air, as if he was afraid of stepping on the Soul Ice Marrow.

The spirit of the weapon was so irritating, rolling his eyes straight, damn, is it so easy to break the ice marrow of the soul?

"It has not been exposed yet, but it is already very close, very close, very close. Well, it is still less than ten centimeters away." Qi Ling said seriously and seriously: "Master, it is only less than ten centimeters away. You must be careful, be careful, and be careful."

"Well, although you can't break the Ice Marrow of the Spirit of Soul, you can't withstand such fierce attacks from you." At the end, the spirit of the weapon couldn't help but mock Chen Yun.

Hehe, don’t be careful. If you step on it, you will not be able to damage the ice marrow of the soul.

"Damn..." Do you need to be so contempt? I'm sarcastic?" Chen Yun rolled his eyes directly and said dissatisfiedly: "I just like to stand in the void and don't want to step on the damn ice. What can you do?"

Chen Yun said this, but it still fell on the ice. After all, there was only a distance of less than ten centimeters, so it would be better to be careful and carefully. If someone accidentally ruined the ice marrow of the soul, Chen Yun would have no place to cry.

"I..., don't admit it yet, forget it, pretend I didn't say anything." Qi Lingzhao was completely speechless at Chen Yun. This guy is too thick-skinned. Well, he is really a shameless master.

"It was just that you were wrong, but it seemed like you were talking about me?" Chen Yun raised his face, sighed, and said in a voice full of regrets: "Yes, I didn't expect to dig it so soon, really... Alas, it's a pity, brother, I haven't dug enough yet. I originally wanted to take off my strength again to break through, it seems that 11, it's hard to get what I want."

"Wow..." The spirit of the artifact fell off the big bed, widened his eyes, swallowed his saliva, and took out his ears.

Finally, the spirit of the weapon was sure that he had heard it correctly, so he rolled his eyes and said, "I didn't know that I was complaining before, I was going to die, mom, but now I haven't dug enough? Oh my god, why did I meet such a master?"

"How could anyone pretend to be so arrogant and coquettish." Qi Ling sighed with a long sigh, climbed onto the bed, lay down directly, and no movement.

"Damn... do you think I'm joking?" Chen Yun said helplessly: "Brother, I really haven't dug enough. At least I'll wait until I lose my strength again and break through."

Indeed, Chen Yun really wanted to escape from his strength again, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape from strength to break through to the realm of the Immortal Lord in one fell swoop.

It was so exciting for Chen Yun, a lazy man, to be able to break through so easily. Even if he was tired and exhausted, he was very excited.

excited?

Are you excited?

Why are you not excited before? Why are you so dull? Now you have immediately dug up the Ice Marrow of Soul, and you are actually excited. Grandma, I really don’t know how to talk about you.

Humph.

The weapon spirit felt something in his throat. For a while, he fell into a state of having more breath and less breath.

Damn, you can pretend to be so fucked. You are simply a god of pretending, a god of pretending!

Seeing the spirit of the weapon, Chen Yun was too lazy to continue to explain, so he would just poach less than ten centimeters in the end and get the soul ice marrow before talking about it.

Next, Chen Yun dragged out the sword tip of the fragments of the fairy sword, squatted in the ice cave, and began to dig out the last few centimeters of ice that were so hard that it was outrageously hard.

There was only less than ten centimeters of ice left. Chen Yun did not dare to use ten thousand swords to dig them together. He was not afraid of ten thousand, but was afraid of what if, what if the soul ice marrow could be broken?

Chen Yun chose the fragments of the Immortal Sword entirely because although the fragments of the Immortal Sword are just fragments, they are much more awesome than the top-quality Immortal Sword in terms of hardness and sharpness.

The best fairy sword and the fairy sword fragments were cut against each other. The ones cut off were definitely the best fairy sword, and the fairy sword fragments did not suffer any loss. Even if there was no trace of it.

After digging a little bit, Chen Yun was very careful and cautious without taking it once. He also stared at Chen Yun at all times and gave Chen Yun a reminder.

Being so cautious, your body is not tired, but your spirit is very tired and your speed is greatly reduced.

Chen Yun took two days and one hour to complete the ice of less than ten centimeters and a range of two meters in length and width.

During this process, Chen Yun was in a state of high tension.

After two days and one hour of hard work, the Ice Marrow of the Divine Soul finally appeared. It was really not easy. (To be continued)

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