Chapter 946: The Spirit of the Divine Soul

Last time, Qin Lang helped Zixing Venerable to defend the ancient city by using a bottle of life breath, but he didn't expect to take out another bottle this time!

"It's too valuable......"

Looking at the distant backs of Qin Lang and his entourage, the light in Venerable Zixing's beautiful eyes flickered, and his red lips trembled slightly.

With this bottle of life breath, Zixing Venerable can completely heal her injuries quickly, recover in a short period of time, and with her current cultivation, it is completely a piece of cake to capture the ancient city of the Cloud Continent!

"Venerable Zixing, what exactly did Qin Lang leave behind?"

Seeing the reaction of Zixing Venerable, Hu Jianlin and Luo Yunfei looked puzzled and asked.

Beside the two of them, the rest of the Martial Venerable powerhouses also looked at the Zixing Venerable with puzzled eyes.

To be able to make an absolutely strong person like Zixing Venerable, who controlled the Heavenly Desolate Continent's Desolate Ancient Battlefield, reveal such a demeanor, they faintly guessed that what Qin Lang left behind was extremely extraordinary.

"What?" Venerable Zixing shook his head and smiled, turning the mouth of the porcelain bottle towards everyone, "You better see for yourself." ”

His eyes fell on the porcelain bottle held by Zixing Venerable Jade's hand, and seeing the gas stored in the bottle through the sealing power of the bottle mouth, all the Martial Venerable powerhouses widened their eyes and gasped one by one.

They didn't expect Qin Lang to be so generous, and he actually took out another bottle of life breath!

"Alas, it seems that we are all living in the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain......"

The beautiful eyes of the Zixing Venerable swept over the bodies of the martial venerable powerhouses who were stunned on the spot, and their faces were extremely embarrassed, and then the jade hand wiped on the mouth of the porcelain bottle, and with the simple seal lifted, the rich breath of life inside frantically escaped.

Quickly running the technique to inhale the breath of life into his body, the injuries of the Zixing Venerable were repaired at an extremely frantic speed......

Just an hour later, Venerable Zixing stopped running the exercises, slowly opened his eyes, his injuries had healed, and his momentum had reached its peak.

"You take the rest of the breath of life to heal your wounds, defend the ancient city, and go to the ancient city of the Cloud Continent to uproot the enemy and never suffer from it!"

The porcelain vase fell into Luo Yunfei's hand in a flash, and as the sound came into his ears, the figure of Zixing Venerable turned into a streamer and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"The Cloud Continent is going to be completely finished......"

Although she didn't have the opportunity to witness it with her own eyes, under the recuperation of the breath of life left by Qin Lang, Venerable Zixing had completely recovered from her injuries at this moment, and Hu Jianlin and the others believed that her strength alone would be enough to level the ancient city of the Cloud Continent.

......

At the same time that the Zixing Venerable was heading to the ancient city of the Cloud Continent, Qin Lang and his party were on their way to the entrance and exit of the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

"Yun'er, after you successfully crossed the tribulation just now, did you condense the spirit of the divine soul in the sea of knowledge?"

Qin Lang opened his mouth and asked Yun'er beside him.

The spirit of the soul is the "soul villain" formed by condensing the power of the martial soul in the sea of consciousness after cultivating to a certain extent, and it is the essence of the martial artist's lifelong cultivation.

"That's right, young master, I've successfully condensed the spirit of the divine soul. ”

Yun'er nodded, and with a thought, a soul villain came out of the sea of knowledge and appeared above her head.

Qin Lang nodded, frowned without a trace, and then his gaze fell on Xiaoxiao on the side:

"Sister Xiaoxiao, you have been in the big world, is there anyone whose strength has reached the realm of martial arts but has not condensed the spirit of the divine soul?"

Qin Lang found that although his cultivation had broken through to the realm of Wuzun, the area of the sea of consciousness had increased dozens of times, and his soul power had become more and more powerful and powerful, but strangely he had not condensed the spirit of the divine soul!

"The martial artist of the Martial Zun realm is already extremely powerful, even if the martial soul star is low and the qualification is poor, once the cultivation reaches the martial arts realm, he can successfully condense the spirit of the divine soul, there has never been an exception. ”

"Never an exception?"

Qin Lang was stunned.

He originally thought that there would be martial artists in the big world who would break through to the realm of martial arts like him, but he did not condense the spirit of the divine soul, but now it seems that there is no one like him.

That's weird too!

If he can't condense the spirit of the divine soul, doesn't it mean that he is not as good as the person with the worst qualifications?

Seeing Qin Lang's expression, he paused with a smile, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, he looked at Qin Lang, and said:

"Little brother, you won't tell my sister that you broke through to the realm of Wuzun but didn't condense the spirit of the divine soul, right?"

Although he has a divine soul contract with Qin Lang, as the cultivation of the two continues to improve, especially after Qin Lang's cultivation breaks through to the realm of Wuzun, the power of the contract has become weaker and weaker, and he senses that Qin Lang's situation is getting less and less, Xiaoxiao can no longer know Qin Lang's secrets as well as before, and at this moment, Qin Lang's knowledge of the sea is even more solid, and even Xiaoxiao can't find out a thing or two.

Of course, Xiaoxiao is just a joke, Qin Lang's qualifications are obvious to all, how could she not condense the spirit of the divine soul?

Qin Lang didn't answer and smiled, and shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.

He was too weird to tell anyone about it.

As the group spoke, they had already arrived at the entrance and exit to the Heavenly Desolate Continent, and everyone's eyes lit up.

"Eleven years after a farewell, the Heavenly Desolate Continent, I, Qin Lang, have finally returned!"

"Xinran, you must wait for me!"

Excitement flashed in his dark eyes, Qin Lang took a deep breath, stepped into the formation at the entrance, and disappeared from the place.

Xiaoxiao, Yun'er, and Dandan's entourage followed Qin Lang's steps and also walked into the formation......

The Heavenly Desolate Continent, the original imperial city of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Now this is the world of the Weng family, and the entire territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty has been controlled by the Weng family.

And the Weng family, relying on the massive cultivation resources of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has grown rapidly in strength and power in the past eleven years, and its power has expanded dramatically, and its comprehensive strength is no less than that of the previous Great Zhou Dynasty.

At this moment, the whole imperial city is decorated with lights, the decoration is extremely festive, the four city gates in the south, east and northwest are wide open, and the endless stream of pedestrians walks in and walks towards the palace.

The huge palace is even more festive and luxurious.

This day is the day of the 70th birthday of Weng Zhanyuan, the original head of the Weng family and now the founding emperor of the Dayu Dynasty!

Come from all directions!

Congratulations, Princes!

Worship of all the peoples!

Universal celebration!

A longevity banquet was set up in the palace, implying that Weng Zhanyuan would have a long life!

"My Weng family can not have today's support without everyone's support, I am very happy, everyone drinks this wine together!"

Weng Zhanyuan, who was sitting on the Jinluan Palace, picked up the golden wine glass, smiled, and looked down at the people below.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The sound of raising a glass and congratulating everyone came out at the same time, Weng Zhanyuan was in a happy mood, smiled slightly, nodded slowly, and was about to drink all the wine in the cup, but at this time, a sneer suddenly exploded over the entire palace like thunder:

"Hmph, your Weng family is really a big show!"