Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

"Are you the ghost that my clone escaped from?"

Hearing the words of Yiyang's split soul, the figure in the blood mist, who was obviously in surprise, seemed to know that there were other monks beside him. He turned around and looked at the split soul, his tone becoming gloomy.

It wasn't that the figure shrouded in blood mist was careless, but that he didn't sense the slightest aura of a monk of the same level when he suddenly appeared, and his heart relaxed, so he ignored the separated soul and faced the tall temple. .

In his opinion, what excites him most at the moment is this clan treasure of the Horned People.

With this powerful thing in hand, the arrogant and beautiful female cultivator will definitely give in.

Because this thing is her beloved thing, and it also symbolizes the inheritance of the Horned People. If this thing is given to him, he won't be able to bring anything precious to compare with it.

"Split soul, let's call it that." The clone soul admitted without denying it.

It is impossible to deny it, because there is a soul connection between the two parties. Although it is an extremely small split soul of the clone, the connection between the soul and the soul is still extremely strong.

"It is extremely rare that you can avoid Qing Kui's pursuit and escape. Since you have recovered from your soul injuries and reached the peak of Xuanling, you only need to return to the Dangxi realm, and I will find a suitable body for you. . As long as you advance to Mahayana again, you will still be my only clone."

Looking at the clone soul, the blood mist figure nodded and spoke in a calm tone.

Although his words seemed very peaceful, they contained an unbreakable meaning.

The blood mist figure did not show the slightest shock at the sudden appearance of a ray of clone soul that he had known about hundreds of thousands of years ago but could not find.

Everything seems to be under control without any unexpected deviations.

"Hahaha, as long as I advance to the Mahayana, I can become the only clone. In this case, it seems like you have told me for the second time." Hearing the words of the blood mist figure, the clone soul burst into laughter.

"What? Is what I said wrong?"

A ferocious aura suddenly spurted out from the blood mist, and the aura swept across, and a powerful coercion that made Yiyang's clone soul suddenly tremble suddenly invaded his body. But the words were still spoken calmly.

"You are right to say so,

It's better than this, and there's no need to return to the Dangxi realm. Now I have a suitable physical body. When I seize this physical body and restore my cultivation level, I will naturally return to the Dangxi Realm. This will save a lot of trouble and danger. What do you think? "

The clone suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and his expression showed no abnormality. He looked at the figure wrapped in blood mist, and the words he spoke were equally calm and gentle.

If you just listen to the sound, without seeing the two people, you will definitely think that the sound of the words at this moment is a person talking to himself.

The words were spoken, in a normal tone, in a normal tone.

"If it's another clone, there's no problem. It's just that I spent a lot of effort to cultivate this clone. It's a pity to use it as your physical body. You don't have to worry about your physical body, even if you can't find it. I can still find people with thunder-cracking physiques and monks with wind-thunder physiques. As long as you succeed in seizing the body, you can naturally advance to the Mahayana again based on your understanding."

The figure in the blood mist still only released a coercive aura, a forceful aura that only Mahayana people could possess. The breath was released, but the words were still calm and gentle.

"I am the clone soul of your clone, a member of the Yangyi tribe in the Dangxi Realm. This cannot be changed no matter where I go. And there is still the power of agreement in our souls, which is also difficult to erase. Except. As long as I seize this body and advance to the Mahayana in cultivation, I will naturally go to see you."

The split soul smiled slightly, and spoke without giving in even as the figure was locked in the blood mist.

"Haha, you still know that you have a spiritual connection with me? Now that you know it, you dare to disobey me again and again. Do you think I won't suppress you?"

Hearing the words of soul separation, the figure in the blood mist suddenly laughed.

"There are certainly some marks of yours in my soul. If I were to face you in person at this moment, I would definitely be very afraid and would not dare to make any decisions on my own. However, now you are just using some of the power of your own essence and blood to manifest Here, the connection with the soul in my body is no longer enough to make me bow my head."

The split soul's eyes were fixed and his expression was calm. He was not disturbed by the sudden laughter of the figure in the blood mist, but his tone remained calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The blood shadow in front of him was not Yiyang himself. It is able to manifest here, possessing complete body intelligence, only with the help of the power of powerful runes.

What manifests here is not the power of the body, but the existence of consciousness.

The reason why he was able to show such powerful power was that Liyang Zhenren relied on his secret skills to activate the power of Yiyang's essence and blood contained in his body.

It is true that the existence of the blood shadow in such a state exerts a certain amount of pressure on Yiyang's soul, but it is impossible to completely suppress it by leaving it helpless.

As for how much physical strength the blood shadow existence can exert, Yiyang's split soul doesn't know at this moment.

However, he was convinced that the absolute strength of Yiyang's body, which was manifested by the power of blood, would be greatly reduced.

"Hmph, even if I hadn't come in person, it wouldn't be difficult to suppress just one of your spiritual beings. But I'm curious, how come this human-suppressing thing appears here with you? Have you ever been here since your physical body? After he died, his divided soul has always been hidden in this temple? Who is that other junior? How can he control such a powerful thing? "

A cold snort sounded, and the blood mist suddenly filled the air. The bloody aura surged, covering hundreds of miles in just a flash.

The aura was surging, and its power was not weakened at all due to its rapid spread.

A thick bloody air filled the air, enveloping the huge lotus platform and the tall temple.

Although the terrifying aura spread rapidly, the blood mist figure did not take action quickly. Instead, with the aura stirring, he asked about the temple.

With Yiyang's sharp mind, he would immediately think that the avatar soul in front of him must have been hiding in the temple all these years.

The temple is a Xumi-type powerful thing with balanced offense and defense. Although I don't know its details, it is enough to let many horned monks enter it, which is enough to know that it has its own space.

It is absolutely possible to allow the souls hiding in it to avoid the detection of heaven.

But Yiyang didn't know how this temple could be controlled by a young man who had just successfully passed through the Xuanling Heavenly Tribulation. The young monk was obviously not from the Horned Race.

"What you said is true. In the first battle, my body fell. If this clan treasure of the Horned People hadn't resisted part of the power of Qing Kui's last blow, it would have been difficult for my soul to escape.

However, the final self-destruction of my body caused the temple to fall into the virtual realm. As for my soul, when the aura of the temple was stirring, I took the opportunity to enter the temple.

As for why this little friend is able to control the temple, it is a long story. As long as I can seize this body this time, when I return to the Yangyi tribe, I will bring this temple to you and let you return it to the Horned tribe. "

Feeling the majestic and oppressive aura approaching, the divided soul's expression was solemn, and he felt a sense of vigilance in his heart. There was no hint of surrender in his mouth.

"Although the temple is powerful, it is difficult for a person in the early stage of Xuanling to fully activate it. If you rely on this temple to resist me, it would be a big mistake."

Not getting the result he wanted, the blood mist figure didn't seem too disappointed. Looking at the temple, the voice of words sounded again.

As for Yiyang's original thoughts, Fenhun naturally knows it well.

The temple of the Horned Tribe is definitely a powerful thing with a reputation in the spiritual world.

Although it is not a Chaos Spirit Treasure, as long as it is driven with all its strength, its power is as powerful as the most powerful Chaos Spirit Treasure.

Facing such a powerful existence, even the body of Yiyang consciousness, one has to be wary.

"Over the years, although I exist in the body of a spirit and cannot practice my physical magical powers, I have never had any leisure time. I finally succeeded in cultivating the magical power of the talisman I obtained back then. I wonder if you have also understood it. Now we can interact with each other. Confirm it."

The split soul looked at the figure in the blood mist, and the soul power surged in his body, making preparations for a fight.

As he spoke his words, a sound transmission also entered the temple.

"What? Have you successfully comprehended that magical power in the fairy world? No, without the power of the fairy spirit, it is impossible for you to comprehend that mysterious magical power, let alone drive it. That magical power is extremely mysterious and difficult to understand, and most importantly The difficult part is that the fairy spiritual power is needed to stimulate the last key point. There is no fairy spiritual power in the temple, how do you understand it? "

After hearing the words of soul separation, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded from the blood mist.

The voice was high-pitched and full of disbelief. The blood mist suddenly swelled, and it was obvious that the mood of the people inside had changed.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry that you haven't fully understood the magical power of the fairy world. With your temperament, you naturally won't spend hundreds of thousands of years focusing on this magical power. But below, you can see the power of this magical power. , it’s a worthwhile trip.”

The ghost laughed and waved his hands out.

Suddenly, runes of runes shot out from his hands, and a torrent of runes immediately surged in front of him.

The runes gathered together, and in an instant, a huge mysterious rune appeared on the spot.

The blue-black runes shone brightly, and there was a ray of golden light flickering at the edge. A huge aura emanates, and when you look at it, you immediately feel a sense of worship.

If you were a person with a level below the level of a god, you would not be able to resist at all in front of this huge rune, and you would have knelt on your knees long ago, feeling fear in your heart.

"This huge talisman can show such a powerful aura just by being driven by the energy of the soul. Is it really the power of that magical power in the fairy world?" Looking at the huge talisman that suddenly appeared, it was suspended in the air. Among them, wisps of compelling waves scattered out, and the figure in the blood mist spoke with an extremely solemn tone.

"You will know if this talisman magical power is that of the Immortal Realm after you try it."

The words came out of the split soul's mouth, and an incomprehensible light in his eyes flashed away, and he pointed out his hand.

The huge talisman suddenly fluoresced, and in the dazzling green light, it was as huge as a mountain, covering the figure in the thick blood mist.