Chapter 1040 (1/2)

The residual heat and thin air after the explosion of the cloud bomb were not a problem at all for Ning Xiaoji. Immediately they rushed to the location where the cloud bomb exploded to check.

And this look, rather smile that call a satisfaction.

There has been a pit more than 20 meters deep on the ground, and the surface has been completely transformed into the shape of glass. It is obvious that the temperature at the center of the explosion just now exceeded 1000 degrees. I'm afraid that except Lin yue'er, the flame nature of the spirit keeper can't hold on. Of course, this is effective for the cultivation of talents under the holy king.

If it is the holy king, I'm afraid it will blow up at most. They have been able to completely wrap themselves with spiritual power, and no water or fire will enter.

But even so, Ning Xiao feels that even if the holy King blows up a few pieces, he will have to tear the spiritual defense and accept the heat wave.

At the same position, blow up seven or eight, God level, that is sure to die! This alone can deal with the vast majority of evil spirits.

The only fly in the ointment is that Li Haoming's spiritual power is extremely consumed by making this cloud bomb. Now he is at the peak of zunzhe realm. With his own strength, he can make three cloud bombs of this equivalent in one breath, and then he has to rest to recover his spiritual power. If he recovers with elixir, he can get seven or eight cloud bombs in one breath, He can't bear his mental strength.

So now, Ning Xiao's task for Li Haoming is to make more cloud bombs and store them in the floating fortress before the war.

After Li Haoming took the order, he immediately rushed to the floating fortress and began to work hard. The time left was running out.

And Ning Xiao, then there is a very important thing.

That is to gather all the people who have met the requirements of advancement, and then start to receive the Qi of Mingge, purify it, so that people can advance from demigod to real God!

This matter is urgent. Ning Xiao, who has never tried, doesn't know that it takes more productive time to purify the vital qi.

Soon, everyone gathered in the meeting hall of the city of ruins, and Ning Xiao had already adjusted his state. In the eyes of everyone's expectation, he took the yama stick in his hand.

”Then I will begin to summon the vital qi and begin to purify it.” Ning Xiao looked at the crowd and said, ”everyone, you should be prepared to concentrate your mind completely. Once a piece of vital qi is purified, you must immediately start to absorb it according to the appropriate vital qi. The speed can't be slow. Once I let go and you don't catch it, the vital qi will return to heaven and earth again, and will soon be polluted again, you know?”

”Don't worry, we've been waiting for this moment for a long time!” Tian Zhuangzhuang sat cross legged on the ground and nodded his head carefully.

Seeing that everyone was ready, he would rather laugh than talk nonsense. He immediately grasped the stick and said in a low voice, ”broken stick, it's up to you to go on!”

”Don't call me a broken stick!” The voice of Yan Mo's displeasure rang out in Ning Xiao's heart, ”and what does it mean to rely on me? I'm just a tool. How to use it depends on you! I can feel that the world has been seriously eroded by death and resentment. Don't purify yourself. You are polluted! ”

”Ha ha, don't underestimate me and my way of all living beings!” I'd rather have a laugh, and then I'll have a drink!

”I call your real name here, ten halls of hell!”

The wand in his hand suddenly dispersed, and ten figures wearing a flat crown suddenly appeared behind Ning Xiao. After these figures, the statue of Ning Xiao in a black cloak was sitting on an ancient throne, surrounded by a glittering light band like a river of stars.

Then, the statue of Ning Xiao stood up, and the throne behind him suddenly broke away. Together with Xinghe, it turned into pieces and integrated into the statue. On the simple black cloak, there were gorgeous patterns, including clouds, figures, animals and rice patterns, which occupied the whole front of the cloak. It looked solemn and extraordinary.

”Samsara, merge!” Ning Xiao orders in a low voice, and then a virtual shadow of Yama nods slightly. Then, the other nine virtual shadows of Yama collapse and roll up like black grains of sand, and all merge into the virtual shadow of the rotating king in the middle.

In a short second, the king of rotation appeared beside Ning Xiao as if he were in essence. Then, the king of rotation looked up at Ning Xiao, gave him a smile, stepped back and bumped into the statue of Ning Xiao. The two instantly merged!

The statue of Ning Xiao was in full bloom, and the black cloak burst out a brilliant silver halo, and then it was immediately dim. On the back of the cloak, where the original pattern was not covered, there was a complete picture of the eighteen hells! All kinds of twisted and terrible ghosts and painful hell scenes form a strong contrast with the warm and rich patterns on the front!

In the middle of the back, there are six complex runic figures in the shape of circles, and the pattern of a gate in the middle is a symbol of the six samsara.

This appearance is the complete posture of Ning Xiao's statue. After it is transformed into a complete posture, Ning Xiao's statue strides out and directly bumps into Ning Xiao's back. In a moment, the cloak falls on Ning Xiao. Just for a moment, Ning Xiao's breath is rising! That spread out of the terror of spiritual power, even let the whole conference hall is constantly shaking, dust puff down.