Chapter 111 (2/2)

Xiao Long recalled that when he upgraded the Canglong secret Scripture, he often consumed hundreds of thousands of middle-grade spirit stones, while the Canglong secret Scripture was the lower grade of the Xuan level, and the dragon soul Bible was the best of the prefecture level, separated by seven levels.

Such a calculation seems reasonable.

”...” Xiao Long was speechless.

”Your number of spirit stones has reached the number required to upgrade your skill. Would you like to upgrade your skill?”

”Yes!”

”Ding Dong! Your dragon soul Bible has risen to the third place, consuming 50 million top-grade spirit stones! (some are replaced by middle-grade spirit stones and low-grade spirit stones)”

Xiao Long was looking at the item column. The original mountain of spirit stones were empty in an instant, leaving only some small pieces.

”That's all. The third is enough. Let's try the power.”

Xiao Long could feel that earth shaking changes had taken place in his body. His soul power was integrated into true Qi and complemented each other. He was several times stronger than before.

Xiao Long aimed at the void. After holding his breath for a moment, a huge purple black flame erupted.

Since the dark dragon Qi was transformed into the dragon soul Qi, the dark magic fire seemed to change again. The flame became unreal and abnormal, and sprayed in the air. Even the space was unnaturally distorted. That was a special change brought about by integrating the soul force.

”Today's demon fire can not only corrode the flesh, but also burn the soul. It's better to change its name and call it...”

Xiao Long had an idea.

”Nightmare fire!”

The more Xiao Longyue thought about it, the more he thought about it.

The fire of nightmare is another big killer after the law of time and aurora.

The law of time backfires too heavily and the aurora inflammation consumes too much. Neither of them can be used easily. The fire of nightmare will undoubtedly become Xiao Long's routine move in the future.

”Cultivate several matching soul skills to prepare for the future.”

Xiao Long spent the long journey in cultivation.

……

The days passed day by day.

Beyond the clouds, on a huge blue parrot, yellow hair opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed out of his pupils.

”Fight the holy body, the eleventh weight!” Huang Mao whispered to himself.

In fact, he is also very strange. Xiao Long gave him the mysterious best fighting holy body, which is only ten in total. It is reasonable to say that he has completed his cultivation.

But when his cultivation was complete, the following important cultivation methods came out of his mind inexplicably, so he could continue to practice in the future.

Huang Mao wondered what grade the fighting holy body was. If it was only Xuan level, how could it exceed ten.

Sure enough, after a moment, the twelfth cultivation method appeared in Huang Mao's mind.

”Don't care about him, continue.” Huang Mao didn't bother to pay attention to these and continued to enter the state of cultivation.

Right now!

The cold looking young man behind Huang Mao suddenly opened his eyes and rushed out with an invisible sword.

”Choke!”

Three flying needles were cut down by sword Qi.

”Who!” Huang Mao quickly stood up.

”Ah!” suddenly there was a scream around. I saw dozens of students recruited from the parrot. Except for a few geniuses, the others were stabbed by flying needles and died.

The giant parrot also sensed something and became irritable.

”Stop!” the middle-aged man in purple over the parrot's head whispered, and his true anger was suppressed. The parrot stopped safely in mid air.

The purple man's eyes gradually dignified.

At the end of his sight, three huge shadows were slowly approaching.