The Three Army of the Alliance: 195059452 "Speaking of this, except that Mr. Xiao is slightly worse than ours, we can't catch up with other aspects." Ziying's big and lively eyes flashed with an extremely admirable light, "Mr. Xiao, you are my idol."

Xiao Zhan and Le Shaolong sighed faintly, shook their heads with self-deprecating silence, stepped forward and patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder. Thousands of words turned into a simple action expressing admiration and surprise.

Zhen Ni looked at Xiao Yan with a happy face, quietly blooming with a gratified smile, like a noble snow lotus, brightening the scenery of the desert.

Storm also walked forward and put his palm on Xiao Yan's shoulder.

"Alas, think about it, we were very resistant to the president letting us follow you... Mr. Xiao, you are really good and powerful." Nan Erming's handsome and cold cheeks seemed to melt the snow of thousands of years, and his truly brilliant smile envied countless girls.

"I wonder what effect will happen after Mr. Xiao absorbs the ghost spirit. I am looking forward to it very much." Zhen Ni smiled cleverly and her beautiful eyes shining.

"Don't you know just by trying it?" Ziying's worshipful eyes turned into hot flames.

"Mr. Xiao, please absorb the ghost spirits quickly. You see, everyone can't wait." Ziying continued, and Xiu Ting's nose wrinkled slightly, looking very anxious, making everyone amused.

"Okay." Xiao Yan couldn't help laughing, feeling everyone's impatient eyes, and planned to swallow it on the spot.

With the intimidation of ghost spirits, the resentful spirits and the White Bone Legion dare not act rashly, and there is no danger at all.

With a wave of his sleeve, he brushed away the bone chips all over the ground, and cleaned up a clean area. Xiao Yan sat down cross-legged.

"Old Zhan Zhan, do you know how many ghost spirits are there?" Xiao Yan was very excited when he rolled up the ghost spirit without intelligence and couldn't help asking Old Zhan.

"There is only one who can command the resentful spirits in the world, which is the seventeenth-ranked ancestor of the resentful spirits." Old Zhan's voice suddenly sounded, and after answering Xiao Yan's question, he fell silent.

Seventeen? Not bad. Although it is not as good as the Youjue Ming Spirit given to the Old Demon Emperor, it is still the top 20 ghost spirits in Doudi Continent, and Xiao Yan is very satisfied.

Concentrating and calming down, Xiao Yan's thoughts moved, and the sky fire protected his body and swallowed the ghost spirit. A cold current instantly reached the internal organs from his mouth, as if the wind was squeezing the snow and pouring in, instantly spreading its entire body, the coldness penetrated into the bones, making Xiao Yan unable to help but have a cold war.

The sky fire slightly turned and the coldness disappeared. The blue-gray flame formed by the fusion of the three heavenly fires still had absolute suppression on the ancestor of the resentful spirits.

Although the Youjue Ming Spirit was ranked fifth and was much stronger than the ancestor of the resentful spirit, the Youjue Ming Spirit automatically recognized his master and completely obeyed Xiao Yan. Therefore, it was no difficulty at all whether to subdue or swallow or absorb it. But now the ancestor of the resentful spirit is not careless. Xiao Yan immediately restrained his mind, drove the heavenly fire to protect the meridians everywhere, and carefully absorbed the ghost spirit.

The pressure of the Youjue Ming Ling shocked the ancestor of the resentful spirits, and the power of the three heavenly fires forced the ancestor of the resentful spirits. The ghost spirit, which is only ranked seventeen, was not very challenging for Xiao Yan to swallow it, and even the pain he suffered was not even half of the devouring the psychic elixir fire.

The swallowing was going smoothly, Xiao Yan's body was covered with frost, and the spreading cold made this originally hot space seem to have entered the cold winter.

The first time I saw Xiao Yan absorbing three strange objects with my own eyes, everyone felt it was very fresh. They formed a circle around Xiao Yan, but they didn't expect that the power of the ghost spirit was so strong, and the coldness thrust everyone's skin like a needle, as if they jumped from a hot stove into the cold ice cellar.

The cold air leaked was so strong that Xiao Yan was suffering from no idea how much pain Xiao Yan was suffering from, and everyone looked at Xiao Yan worriedly.

The ghost spirit was cold and cold. After a moment, snowflakes floated in the sky. The snowflakes sprinkled more and more. The space was suddenly white and Xiao Yan was motionless and covered into an ice sculpture.

"Is Mr. Xiao in danger?" Xiao Zhan, who had always been cheerful, looked very serious and had a helpless tone. He had never been exposed to this aspect and had no idea in his mind.

"You ask me, who will I ask?" Nan Erming's words were more helpless than Xiao Zhan, and his cold face was colder than the cold wind.

"I only have a sense of the wind, and I am not able to judge Mr. Xiao's situation." Fengshang rubbed his hands, walked uneasyly, and turned around and back.

"What should I do?" Ziying had no idea, and the ups and downs were even more obvious because of concern.

"I can sense his blood contract with him without any worries, but I don't know anything about other situations." Zhen Ni's brows gradually frowned and tightened, and the skirt swaying in the wind was as messy as her mood.

"You should look at Mr. Xiao's expression carefully, it should be nothing." Le Shaolong's shrewdness can always solve problems at critical moments.

Through the transparent ice layer, you can see that Xiao Yan, who is like an ice sculpture, has his eyes closed and his thin lips are pursed together, but his expression is very calm, without showing any trace of anxiety and pain, and everyone's mood slowly calmed down.

As the wind gradually passed and colder, the snowflakes gradually accumulated and thickened, everyone's mood became more and more relaxed. Xiao Yan's absorption seemed to be very smooth without any twists and turns.

"I have to say that it is a pleasure to see such heavy snow in this deserted and hot desert." Xiao Zhan brushed away the snowflakes on his body and said comfortably.

Nan Erming has always been talking less, crossed his hands directly, rested his head on his hands for a brief rest, and recovered from the fatigue of fighting for days.

The purple shadow not far away hugged his arms and sat quietly, waiting, his beautiful face blooming in the desert like a beautiful rose.

Zhen Ni looked at Xiao Yan, who was completely covered with ice and snow, her fingers were stirring slightly uneasy, and she seemed a little restless.

A white dress floated in the wind, as if it was about to melt into the heavy snow all over the sky.

Le Shaolong stood beside Zhen Ni, with a calm expression and didn't know what he was thinking.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The storm has merged into the seemingly tireless wind in the desert to realize the wind's veins.

The desert is empty and cold, with the blood moon slanted, reflected on the ground of ice and snow, radiating a dreamy light. It is not very bright, but it has a unique charm.

Time passed day by day, and everyone's minds slowly immersed in cultivation...

One night after unknown how long, a "click" sound suddenly sounded on the surface of the ice sculpture that had been calm for a long time, and countless cracks spread out, and the energy of heaven and earth suddenly trembled. Immediately afterwards, the surface of the ice sculpture was shattered into countless ice sheets, and a black figure soared into the sky. The aura of the peak of the Three Star Doudi burst out, and a muffled thunder sounded in the air.

Xiao Yan, who devours the ancestor of the resentful spirits, finally came out of seclusion!

Feeling the power, Xiao Yan couldn't help but whistle to the sky, and the whistle kept coming.

"I've advanced again! Pervert!"

Everyone looked at Xiao Yan below, and was a little numb to Xiao Yan's abnormal promotion speed.

"Besides promotion, there should be other gains."

People who were used to constant surprises were waiting for Xiao Yan's following text, who had fallen back to the ground.

Looking at the people looking forward to a new surprise, Xiao Yan was speechless. Is he that perverted? However, recalling the speed of promotion in just a few years after he came to Doudi Continent, Xiao Yan had to admit that he was indeed not normal.

"The power of the soul has also been broken through, and it is now the peak of the Emperor Realm."

Xiao Yan gave everyone a new surprise, and at the same time released the power of the soul, like a rolling tide, instantly covering a very distant range.

After the soul power broke through, Xiao Yan's perception became clearer. The scope of perception was as seen with his own eyes. The yellow sand was boundless, without vegetation, no water source, and only emptiness and silence.

The power of the soul continued to extend, and I don’t know how far it extended. Not to mention the oasis of the entire desert, I didn’t even see a small leaf, and the original White Bone Legion and the resentful spirit were nowhere to be found.

The wind in the air became lighter. Even a slight slight fluctuation in the air thousands of miles away could not escape Xiao Yan's perception. The power of the soul was like a wide sea leaping in the sky, a high sky leaping bird flying, and unrestrainedly galloping.

This feeling was extremely wonderful, which made Xiao Yan extremely relieved, which meant that his soul fighting skills would be much stronger and his pharmacy would be up to the next level.

Xiao Yanshang was intoxicated by the changes in the power of his soul, and everyone's numb expression had long changed.

After seeing Xiao Yan's pervert after devouring and absorbing the spiritual pill fire, he was promoted to two levels, so when he saw that he had been promoted to the peak of the three-star after absorbing the ghost spirit, everyone did not show any particular shock. However, the soul power was completely different from the late stage of the Emperor Realm to the peak of the Emperor Realm.

Everyone knows that the promotion of soul power is much more difficult than the promotion of fighting power. It is not a little bit difficult, but much more difficult!

Moreover, the further you go, the harder it is!

It is not ordinary difficulty to advance from the late stage of the Emperor Realm to the peak of the Emperor Realm!
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