Chapter 310 (1/2)

”As expected, it has been condensed into a spiritual pulse.”

Chu Xingyun looked at the dim streamer in front of him and showed a satisfied smile.

This streamer is the tiny spiritual pulse.

At that time, Chu Xingyun urged Youlong to coagulate the spirit array. With the power of the array heart, it absorbed the spiritual power of Liuyun mountain, thus forming a trace of spiritual pulse and improving Qi Tianfeng's cultivation environment.

After the banquet, Wu Jingxue is about to lead the army to kill him. Chu Xingyun is worried about the destruction of the Youlong Ningling array. He secretly moves it to this mountain stream and accumulates spiritual power.

At this time, this small spiritual pulse finally condensed into a yellow level spirit pulse!

”Based on the spirit pulse, it is undoubtedly a great help for me to give full play to the power of the spirit array.” Chu Xingyun secretly said in his heart, opened his hand and took out the Pearl of the heavenly spirit.

Hum!

As soon as the Pearl of the Holy Spirit appeared, it turned into a streamer and fell into the Yellow level pulse. It was like a hungry beast. It had to swallow the Yellow level spirit vein completely.

Seeing this scene, Chu Xingyun couldn't help laughing bitterly, and his mind moved. The suction became stronger and stronger, forming a hurricane, devouring the power of heaven and earth, as if it would never stop.

After a while, there was only four meters left in the ten meter long spirit pulse, and a purple halo appeared around the Holy Spirit bead. These halos condensed together, and seemed to condense into brilliance, giving out a sense of ethereal mystery.

This purple halo is not the spirit of the spirit, but the spirit of the spirit.

At the beginning, Chu Xingyun left qitianfeng and went to Tiefeng country to study the heavenly spirit beads.

He remembers very clearly that in addition to the spirit of the Holy Spirit, there is also an unspeakable mysterious force in the whole clan, which makes the ethnic group integrate into one, which can be called a miracle.

Therefore, Chu Xingyun conjectured that there must be many mysteries in this pearl, but he failed to discover it.

After careful study, Chu Xingyun found that the heavenly spirit beads can also breathe out a faint purple breath, and this breath is the spirit of fairies.

The spirit of the spirit is used for cultivation. After the warrior absorbs a wisp, the cultivation speed will be increased ten times within nine days without any bottleneck or shackles.

The spirit of fairies is used for fighting.

According to the spirit bead, this Qi can attach to anything, attack and defend, and even integrate one region into one without gaps.

This makes Chu Xingyun suddenly realize that the mysterious power he perceived in the saint immortal family must be the spirit of the immortal.

The buzzing sound is constantly ringing. Under the crazy swallowing of the Holy Spirit bead, the Yellow level spirit pulse is only one meter, and the purple halo has condensed into essence and turned into a faint purple breath.

Such a scene, let Chu Xingyun's face twitch.

For those with spiritual pulse, ten meters is yellow, one hundred meters is dark, and one thousand meters is earth.

Although this spirit pulse is the lowest level of yellow level spirit pulse, it is only 10 meters long, but it contains the spirit power of heaven and earth, which is comparable to tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Now, the whole yellow level spirit pulse is almost swallowed up by the heavenly spirit beads, but only a wisp of Fairy Spirit gas is derived.

In this way, a wisp of Fairy Spirit gas will consume thousands of spirit stones?

This terrible number made Chu Xingyun's heart tremble. At the same time, he was also full of curiosity. He wanted to know what was the sharpness of this wisp of Fairy Spirit.

”I didn't expect that you had a spiritual pulse in your possession!” At this time, a rolling voice sounded, clearly echoing in the mountain stream, so that Chu Xingyun's eyes slightly coagulated, and immediately looked back at the past.

In the field of vision, a touch of dark figure appeared. In a flash, it came to Chu Xingyun's face. The knife was sweeping and blooming with a hot breath, which made the spirit power of the surrounding world burn up.

”Yin Tiancheng!”