Peach Fortune Ring

Then, he used another fourteen drops of golden liquid to strengthen other parts as well.

In the end, there were two drops of the golden liquid left.

Looking at the restriction outside the tomb of the god, he could sense that there were at least ten traces of such divine power inside, so he sent these two drops of golden liquid into his soul.

"Ok!"

As soon as the golden liquid entered his soul, it melted, like soaking in a hot spring, all the pores of his soul were opened, absorbing the power of the golden liquid, and it was like returning to the mother's body...

It took two full hours before his soul was completely fused with the two drops of golden liquid.

Although his soul has not undergone the third transformation, it has become stronger, especially the power of the "magic" of his own evolved soul body is also stronger.

Before, the supernatural power of "magic" could only confuse Xuanxian, but now, it should be able to confuse ordinary ancestors.

Once Zuxian is bewitched by him, life and death are not in his mind.

"very good!"

Song Yan was overjoyed, and looked at the restriction outside the tomb of God with fiery eyes.

"Come again!"

In the drinking room, Song Yan kept flipping his hands, and the light merged into a certain point in the field again.

then……

Another golden divine power floated out.

With the experience of capturing last time, this time, he directly grabbed it with the palm wrapped in the chaotic energy, and then moved it into the chaotic vortex.

This ray of divine power was also crazily colliding and struggling, trying to break through the shackles and escape from Song Yan's body.

But how could Song Yan let him do what he wished, quickly cast a restraint to contain it, and then refine it by the chaotic vortex.

After more than ten hours, this trace of divine power turned into 32 drops of golden liquid.

"what!"

Suddenly, Song Yan discovered that after refining two traces of divine power, his chaotic vortex seemed to undergo some special changes and became stronger.

Sure enough, after Song Yan drew out the third ray of divine power, it only took nine hours for the chaotic vortex to refine it into a golden liquid.

[Author's digression]: Second update, thanks to [L Xiaojian] for the reward

Chapter 810 There is actually an egg

Next, Song Yan spent eight days drawing out all the divine power in the forbidden area for refining, harvesting a total of 320 drops of golden liquid.

After losing the divine power, the field formed by the incomplete restriction is already in a precarious state.

"Break it for me!"

Song Yan drank softly, and successively played a series of restraining hand formulas to the nodes of the field.

For an hour, a cluster of dazzling light flashed, but it was dimmed immediately.

A smile appeared on the corner of Song Yan's mouth, the field was broken, without the field, the more than 3 restrictions are individuals, and are no longer a whole. It is already easy for him to enter the tomb of the gods.

Soon, he opened a passage in the more than 3 restrictions, and then said to Nancheng Xin'er and the three daughters: "Will you stay here, or follow me into the tomb of God?"

"What? You were able to enter the tomb of God?"

Nancheng Xin'er looked surprised. She knew how terrifying the restrictions outside the God's Tomb were. Once, she just reached out and touched the restrictions, but she was bounced away and suffered minor injuries.

"Otherwise, what do you think I'm doing these days?" Song Yan said angrily.

At this moment, Nancheng Xin'er suddenly realized that Song Yan had been breaking the restriction all along, but she didn't understand, did Song Yan break the restriction after only vomiting blood twice and typing some hand formulas?

It's too easy, isn't it?

"Are you going in or not?"

Song Yan asked again.

"Of course we have to go in, we haven't seen what the gods look like yet!"

Nancheng Xiner said excitedly.

"Let's go then!"

Song Yan shot out a force to wrap the three of them together, and then stepped out, passing through the tombstone and appearing in the tomb.

This tomb is different from the tomb that Song Yan entered last time. It is actually oval. However, there is still a huge copper coffin in the center of the tomb.

"Wow, what a big copper coffin!"

Nancheng Xin'er said with a sigh all over her face.

Song Yan ignored him, and lifted the coffin lid casually, and then he moved directly to the top of the coffin.

"Oh!"

But as soon as he came to the top of the coffin, he seemed to be hit by a force of gravity, and he fell backwards, hitting the wall of the tomb chamber heavily.

"what!"

Seeing this, Nancheng Xin'er couldn't help but let out a scream, turned her head and was about to run outside.

"Shut up and stop, I'm fine!"

Song Yan shouted lightly.

Hearing this, Nancheng Xin'er stopped in her tracks, looked at Song Yan and asked, "Are you all right?"

"You miss me so much?"

Song Yan said unhappily, and then communicated with the old spirit, asking: "Why was I sent flying!"

The old spirit said: "The person lying in this coffin is a middle god, and he should have died less than 10 years ago, so there is still some divine power left on the body. You are still just a Xuanxian, and it is an offense to appear above him. He, so it's normal for him to be blown away by his divine power, but, after all, he has been dead for 10 years, and his divine power is limited, you can just put him in the temple!"

"it is good!"

Song Yan nodded, communicated with the temple, and then directly took the corpse into it.

Just as he turned to leave, he suddenly found something in the coffin.

It was an egg, only the size of a fist, the color was snow white, and it was very beautiful. Moreover, circle after circle of mysterious runes could be faintly seen on the eggshell.