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In the magnificent palace.

An old man, a young man and the little golden dragon that shone slightly with golden light.

The young man sat cross-legged on the ground motionless, as if he was fighting something deep in his soul.

I saw a trace of golden light overflowing from the young man's slightly closed eyes.

That young man was Ye Bai.

Ye Bai was currently undergoing the [-]rd polishing process.

With the newly opened pupil technique, Ye Bai seems to be able to fight against it.

He no longer had the same soul-shattering feeling as before, and now he seemed to be enjoying it.

Enjoying the inheritance of the Elf God and his power, enjoying the feeling of soul improvement.

"It's so warm. This is the power of the Elf God." Ye Bai was rippling in these warm golden light particles. The spiritual power of the Elf God not only allowed Ye Bai to improve himself, but also made him feel physically and mentally comfortable.

In the process of enjoying this, the soul skill should be polished in the [-]th time.

The polishing at this moment made Ye Bai seem less relaxed than before.

Ye Bai's body trembled slightly.

It seems that he doesn't like this kind of soul being hurt.

Then firm up your consciousness.

Time passed very quickly at this time, Ye Bai had been practicing soul skills for three days.

Outside, the old man coughed slightly, as if his old body couldn't hold on any longer.

This old man is the painting saint.

The state of Hua Sheng's soul seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and it was collapsing little by little.

Upon closer inspection, the lower body of the painting saint seems to have disappeared.

"Bai'er, you have to hold on and hurry up." The painting saint said with emotion.

Ye Bai in the soul world seemed to sense it, and his heart seemed to vibrate twice.

Ye Bai also became anxious.

"In the state of the soul body, I don't know how many days a strong person like the master can last."

"You have to hold on."

Yuanlun's attacks are also more powerful every time.

Until the [-]th polishing.

Ye Bai seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. With the blessing of God's mercy, this attack was like a sledgehammer hitting his soul. The offensive was so shocking that it made Ye Bai fall into the body again. limit.

"This feeling is really beyond the reach of ordinary people," Ye Bai sighed as if giving up.

"No, how could I, Ye Bai, die here? The master needs me to bring his inheritance to create greater glory. I promised that the weapon spirit will reach its peak again, as well as my parents, and the expectations of Mr. Fu. I can't, I Can’t die here”

Although Ye Bai's body was in pain and could no longer move, his strong consciousness was admirable.

You must know that the most vulnerable part of a person is not the heart or the brain, but the soul. The fragile soul of ordinary people will be shaken to pieces after such a blow. But this is more uncomfortable than death, and even the soul cannot rest in peace...

Ye Bai has already endured such a blow from his soul for the [-]th time. He can already be called a genius. Not like this

More terrifying than a genius, the soul is inherently fragile, such a person should be called a monster

If you want to save the life of a strong Lingzong man who has never practiced soul spiritual skills, his soul will be damaged even if he is hit like this once.

But with Ye Bai's mere fifth-level spiritual strength, he had withstood more than 800 blows from the round wheel. How could people not be shocked?

It can also be said that because Ye Bai opened his mind's eye, his soul strength is several times stronger than others. Training his mind's eye depends on training his soul.

Ye Bai may also have been accustomed to using the five senses since he was a child, so the five senses are stronger. The five senses are strong, and the soul will have to be trained, so he successfully opened his mind's eyes, and his soul strength is much stronger than others.

As Ye Bai felt the pain, the round wheel came to be polished for the [-]st time.

Ye Bai's consciousness became weaker and weaker, as if he had lost his vitality.

But at this time, the spiritual power of the elves and gods in his body seemed to be receding.

At this time, an irritable spiritual power seemed to overflow from Ye Bai's body.

This is the spiritual power from hell. As soon as this spiritual power came out, it said "kill" to Ye Bai.

This ferocious spiritual power made Ye Bai become furious, and then a beast-like roar came out.

Like a ferocious beast, Ye Bai immediately began to overflow with blood and became extremely ferocious.

"How could this kid have such ferocious spiritual power?"

The painting saint said in surprise.

Then he stretched out his hand to touch Ye Bai, and the painting saint touched it with his hand. I don't know whether it was the state of the painting saint's soul that made the painting saint unbearable, or whether the fierceness was too strong, and the painting saint immediately felt threatened.

You must know that the painting saint is a saint who has entered Taoism. This fierce energy affects the painting saint. It is conceivable that the origin of this fierce energy is not that simple.

"It turns out it's you, interesting."

The only one who can be so ferocious, with an aura like a bloodthirsty demon with blood-colored eyes, is the Shura from the Nine Hells. This aura is so huge, could it be that you followed the Elf God when he came.

Saying that, the painting saint waved his finger, and with one finger, the painting saint's spiritual energy was transmitted to Ye Bai.

Another burst of divine energy entered his body, and Ye Bai seemed to slowly become quieter.

But in Ye Bai's blood-colored eyes, there seemed to be a black dot floating past, but before the black dot could use his magical power, it retreated with the arrival of the Holy Spirit's power.

"This boy has the heritage of those two characters, both good and evil," the painting saint said, stroking his old beard.

While the painting sage was talking, the round wheel was polished nine thousand nine hundred and seventy seven times.

The polishing power of the round wheel seems to have reached its limit.

Ye Bai no longer has the strength to breathe, and it seems that he has reached his limit. If it weren't for the divine power and the vicious power that once again blessed Ye Bai with some soul power, then Ye Bai really wouldn't be able to survive now.

"This round wheel seems to have reached its limit."

Ye Bai's eyes seemed to be closed or open, as if he had no strength left to fight against the round wheel.

But at this moment, the strength of the round wheel seemed to increase a bit.

Then Ye Bai sensed

This fear comes from the depths of the soul.

"God's Mercy" once again forcibly used the pupil technique given by the Elf God.

Ye Bai closed his eyes, and then opened them. The bright golden pupils, and the small white circles on the pupils, began to rotate as the golden pupils expanded, and then rotated faster and faster.

Suddenly golden light shone everywhere, and Ye Bai's whole body looked like a born god, possessed by golden light.

As the round wheel came, Ye Bai once again started a battle with the round wheel.

"Buzz" Ye Bai also seemed to be dizzy and his eyes were spinning, and blood was flowing out of his eyes.

Ye Bai's hands were already weak, and he immediately covered his bleeding eyes with his left hand.

I'm just afraid that if it's any later, I'll bleed to death.

"Huh..." Ye Bai seemed to make the last sound and then fell to the ground...

But the chakra has struck.

This is the 980th time.

At this last moment, Ye Bai's closed eyes had unconsciously switched to blood-colored eyes.

The Shura aura from hell struck again.

Directly invading Ye Bai's body.

Finally, the small black circle on the bloody pupil began to rotate.

A blood-red flame ignited like a bloody night.

This flame is as if it can burn everything in the world, directly burning the 980 polishing steps of this round wheel.

This flame was not only extremely domineering, but also swallowed up all the spiritual energy from the round wheel.

This time the polishing is over.

What is coming soon is the last time, polished every 980 times.

Ye Bai seemed to wake up and felt the Shura power in his body turning on again.

He kept trying to use this strength to fight against this last polishing.

Ye Bai immediately put his right hand on his right eye, preparing to focus on using one eye to cast the flame.

"Annihilation" Ye Bai blurted out a rough and wild voice like a demon, as if he was really roaring from Shura from hell.

Suddenly the final polishing of the round wheel came.

It was that powerful blood-colored flame again. This flame was so powerful that Yuanlun seemed to be unable to withstand it.

But this time the round wheel is more durable and more powerful than the previous thousands of times.

There was a roar like a gathering of thunder.

The round wheel attacked Ye Bai's soul fiercely again.

Ye Bai's face was covered with blood.

Annihilation was opened to its maximum extent, directly confronting the round wheel.

"Roar" With the last roar of Shura, Ye Bai fell to the ground.

The round wheel has also been polished...

"It seems that Bai'er has reached the beginning of this soul cultivation."

The painting saint said happily...

End of this chapter