On that day, three drops of chaotic thunder slurry were all over the body, and were finally broken by Chen Shaohua. Ye Qingyu used his physical strength to resist the [White Lotus Sword Kill] activated by the White Lotus Fairy Sword, and suffered some minor injuries.

But with the prototype of his thunder armor with the strength of seven drops of chaotic thunder slurry, if he fights Chen Shaohua again, the combat skill of the White Lotus Sword Killing level can never be defeated by Ye Qingyu's defense.

With a thought, purple lightning and lightning all over his body penetrated under his body.

Ye Qingyu slowly stood up.

The physical strength is strong, the physical strength has increased a lot, and the pure physical strength has improved several times more than before.

After moving his body joints, Ye Qingyu had an illusion that if the heaven and earth had rings, he felt that he could even pull the heaven and earth over and glue them together.

Standing at the foot of the eight characters, Ye Qingyu carefully felt the power in his body. Layer layers of silver dragon scales grew out from under his skin, and then silently retracted. The true meaning of the dragon was free to move. After transforming into a dragon, the pure physical physical power would surge again.

"Since ancient times, there has been lightning among the innate power of the dragon clan. It is rumored that during the ancient demon god, the ancestor of the lightning power was a sacred dragon. Now I have mastered the true meaning of the dragon and can transform into a dragon. Does it mean that if the lightning power is used in the form of a dragon, its power will surge?"

Ye Qingyu suddenly realized something again in his heart.

But he did not try to implement it immediately.

Nowadays, this Houfeng area is crowded with people and eyes, and it is no longer a good place to practice.

Putting this idea aside, Ye Qingyu returned to the stone bed, sat cross-legged, and the faint soul in his body moved, and his entire soul body instantly entered the mural space in the Yunding Copper Furnace.

Since the physical body resisted the bombardment of the golden thunder tribulation and thunder on that day, there has been a change. Ye Qingyu now has about 80% of his soul, trapped in the mysterious mural space of the Yunding Copper Furnace, and cannot get rid of it. As a result, Ye Qingyu has been unable to activate his inner body and is not as strong as a warrior of the Ten Eyes Spirit Spring. Fortunately, this inner wall space has the effect of tempering and enhancing his soul. He spends a certain amount of time every day to observe the mysterious mural. Ye Qingyu's soul is soaring at a terrible speed.

Entering the mural space, the soul and soul merged, Ye Qingyu moaned almost comfortably.

The power of the soul that is fused with perfect soul is like a vast ocean or a cosmic starry sea, extremely grand, which instantly makes Ye Qingyu feel like a master, as if everything between heaven and earth is under his own peeping and observation. As long as he is willing, he can dominate all powerful feelings.

"My soul power is already too perverted, I'm afraid it's almost at the peak of the Heavenly Realm."

Ye Qingyu thought to himself.

He had never experienced the power of the Heavenly Realm, nor had he seen the power of the soul at the peak of the Heavenly Realm. However, in some ancient books and the descriptions of the old fish spirit, he vaguely knew what kind of eye state it was, so Ye Qingyu felt that he was relatively accurate and even a little conservative about the intensity of his soul.

But even so, he could not see the murals in the entire mural space.

Today, there are no more than twenty murals viewed by Ye Qingyu’s soul.

At this time, he used the power of his soul and was watching the twenty-first painting.

On this mural, there is a picture of ancestors hunting. Hundreds of lifelike ancestors, wearing animal skins, holding stone spears and stone knives, were hunting a three-headed beast like a troll. The flames spread between the sky and the earth. The ancestors beat the war drum and threw stone spears at the giant beast. Some climbed on the giant beast, and some shouted that they were torn and trampled to death. The picture was tragic.

The murals seem to be floating in flowing light.

Finally, it was seen that the giant beast had two heads cut off and fell to the ground, while the last head was like its body, sank into the void at a high altitude.

Some ancestors on the ground chased by clouds, while others shouted for victory...

Hundreds of people appeared on this mural, all of whom were clear in appearance, like real people, and the exquisite carvings were simply amazing.

Of course, the most strange thing is that when Ye Qingyu watched, even with his current soul power, he still felt dizzy. In the dizziness, the picture seemed to be alive. The ancestors and the three giant beasts on it seemed to transform out. They fought in front of Ye Qingyu, and even in a vague way, the roar of the war drums like thunder, the shouts, roars, and the roar of the giant beasts.

When Ye Qingyu's soul power finally could not bear the power of the law in the mural, he retreated from this illusion.

Without surprise, the power of the soul was significantly enhanced again.

"What a pity, such a powerful soul power cannot escape."

Ye Qingyu thought to himself that it was a pity.

He tried to attack the soul seal again, but it still ended in failure.

But the good news is that the soul seal of this mural space seems to have been loosened a lot again.

If you continue at this speed, it will probably take at least one or two years to completely get out of trouble.

"Well, at least you can increase the strength of your soul at a perverted rate, and you don't have to rush for a moment. Such an adventure is something that many martial arts giants can't dream of."

Ye Qingyu has a good mentality.

After the spiritual soul is cultivated every day, he distributes a wisp of soul and returns to his body.

At this moment, another noise came from outside the room.

In a vague way, the old fish spirit could hear a loud voice, as if they were competing with someone, and they threatened with great momentum that if the other party did not apologize, they would ask their apprentice to show off in Tianhuang, and then the other party immediately became much smaller, as if they were scared, so they chose to swallow their anger. The old fish spirit then laughed proudly in a louder voice...

Ye Qingyu didn't have to go out to see what was going on.

Such things have happened many times in just one or two days. When the remote area of ​​Houfeng was gradually overcrowded, the old fish spirit began to act as a hero under the name of the Thunder and Lightning Sect.

Ye Qingyu was really speechless about this fish spirit that had lived for millions of years.

No more ignoring the noise outside,

Because the soul is imprisoned, it is impossible to cultivate the power of vitality for such a long time, and the power of vitality seems to be unable to be stored.

Although the physical strength is almost invincible, Ye Qingyu is still a little confused.

The mind sinks into the Dantian and you can see the current Dantian desert world.

The spring water of the Baiyan Lingquan was silent. The vital energy flow that had already become a powerful ocean was like a mirror, and the water surface was unrest. This is because the soul was incomplete and the power of the vital energy was unable to control the vital energy, leaving the vital energy in a state of silence. If the soul was complete and powerful, then the waves should be like anger, the rivers roared, the vital energy power surged wildly, and the torrents surged. Once activated, the vital energy power would be endless.

Now in a state of silence, I cannot cultivate my vitality for the time being.

Ye Qingyu thought about it, and suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart.

"There is still a lot of divine level liquid left, so you should be good at using it, and maybe it can help me improve my vitality."

...

Time passes by rapidly.

In a blink of an eye, it was only three days before the Fengyun Sword Contest.

Prince Tianhuang is famous for many powerful sects in Houfeng, but he has no chance to see him.

Many people surrounded Ye Qingyu's thatched cottage, hoping to see the style of this new martial arts rookie in the Qingjiang Realm from afar, but unfortunately they did not get what they wanted.

Because Ye Qingyu hasn't even gone out in the past few days.

The news about the resignation of the young master Tianhuang practiced ascension spread wildly.

Everyone knows that at the Fengyun Sword Contest, [Swords are not left behind] Chen Shaohua once again invited to fight Tianhuang. Obviously, Tianhuang is preparing for the upcoming battle of life and death.

The news reached Taihua Peak, and Chen Shaohua, who also chose to go into seclusion, smiled coldly.

"So you, the arrogant little bastard, also felt scared. Haha, it's too late. My Taiyi Sect has such a deep foundation. How can you compare to your unknown shit Thunder and Lightning Sect? When I can master the [Taiyi Double Wheel], on the wind and cloud platform, you will definitely fall into the underworld and will never be able to turn over again, hahaha..."

Amid the sneer, two spiritual wheels, one yin, one yang, one light and one dark appeared behind Chen Shaohua.

Taiyi's pair of Jingzhu, one of the eight artifacts of Taiyi Sect, is a top-level artifact left by the ancestors of Taiyi Sect. It is much stronger than the [White Lotus Fairy Sword]. Under the double wheels, ghosts and gods cannot escape.

Seven days ago, Chen Shaohua begged his master to borrow this magical artifact.

This pair of artifact essence wheels is one of his trump cards to kill Tianhuang on Fengyuntai and become famous in the Qing Jiangjie.

Of course, there are many other methods.

"This time, we must be foolproof. Taiyi Sect will never allow any cat or dog to step on the head. Anyone who dares to be an enemy of Taiyi Sect will pay the price, the price of blood, no matter who it is."

In the dim training room, Chen Shaohua's eyes were like wild beasts in the dark, emitting a fierce light that he would like to choose people at any time.

...

“It works pretty good.”

Ye Qingyu stood up with a satisfied expression on his face.

After swallowing the divine level liquid, the energy power in the body has indeed increased again.

In just a few days, I swallowed less than ten drops of divine-level liquid. The strength of the vitality in my body is as strong as the peak of the sea of ​​suffering, but I am still quiet and unable to be activated.

"When one day, my soul will escape and activate my vitality, my power will grow hundreds or thousands of times, and at that time, it will surely make a big splash."

Ye Qingyu's heroic spirit suddenly rose.

As the time for the Sword Contest approaches, he also began to consider a battle with Chen Shaohua.

"Taiyi Sect has a profound foundation after all. The last time was [White Lotus Fairy Sword]. This time it was probably a more terrifying weapon. This super sect should not be underestimated. I need a handy weapon to enhance my confidence in victory..." When I was thinking in my mind, Ye Qingyu thought and returned to the casting space of the Yunding Copper Furnace. He saw the blood-drinking sword that had been cast for a long time.

"It should be useful?"

After a brief observation, Ye Qingyu summoned the Blood-Drinking Sword directly.
Chapter completed!