Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

This is an extremely large lobby.

There is a fire basin in the very center of the hall that reflects the whole place jumping in the light.

At the end of the hall is a huge experimental platform, high as an altar, filled with all sorts of strange things.

The spiritual group stood behind the experimental stage, like a ghost floating in the air.

The spiritual tribe is the product of the transformation of the soul, and they, like Patrick, are born without entities and can be said to be pure energy life.

Because it was intelligent life before the conversion, even though it was an energetic body, it also maintained a strange pre-conversion image of height and limbs, with strange patterns and even dark skin.

He was standing there, his feet about half a foot from the ground, suspended quietly, and he was wearing a cloak.

Su Shen thought that ghosts did not need to be dressed. This should mean that they retained their habits before they were reincarnated, or that he thought it would be bad to be naked even if they were ghosts.

This spiritual clan did not behave too shocked by the arrival of everyone.

In fact, spiritual peoples are mostly indifferent and ruthless, they are used to loneliness, embrace loneliness, emotions die with the flesh, there is a dead well, it is difficult to produce too much fluctuations.

So even if the day did fall in front of them, there wouldn't necessarily be much performance.

Hearing each other's words at this moment, Ji Xianyan snorted coldly: "Finally found you, you like drilling dead rats. ”

Because of their biological isolation, spirits like to live far away from people's smoke, and because their ancestral cave is a natural hive, spirits are often referred to as dead rats who love to punch holes.

Ji Cold Yan's mouth didn't accumulate virtue. When he came up, he picked up the bad words. Nor was he angry. He just said:

“Vicious language will not help you in any way, it will only deprive you of the morale you deserve. ”

“but it makes me feel good.” Ji Xianyan replied.

Shake your head slightly: “Only the upliftment of the mind brings true joy. Lost lamb immersed in the benefits of your tongue, you better find your way back. ”

Ji Chin-yan's eyes were murderous: “I am not your lamb! ”

She said it was frost bird white ice boxing out.

Without the astonishing power of Zhihe, it was just a simple, simple punch, but compressed all the power in the punch, so in front of Ji Xianyan's fist path, a long white ice trajectory has been extended, spread all the way to silence.

This punch alone confirms that Ji Xianyan is already very powerful.

Just this extremely restrained and powerful punch, just to the silent side, as if something had encountered an invisible obstacle, press the silent space, large cracks appear, thick as a spider web.

Instead, it is an invisible shield that absorbs Ji Xianyan's fist.

Su Shen looked at it and thought it was quite similar to the walls of the Upper Olympic Crystal.

"You're too impulsive, young man, and I was going to talk to you. ”

“Well, I'd love to talk to you, too, but only if you're tied up!” Ji Cold Yan has blown up again.

The crystal wall in front of the silent doesn't look great, just a punch can do this, the next punch can smash it.

Boom!

In the turbulence of the boxing wind, the crystal wall was truly smashed under the wild attack of Ji Cold Swallow, and countless pieces of crystal chips flew up in the air and glowed in colour.

However, Ji Cold Yan's fist still did not hurt the person she wanted to hurt. The wind went straight through the silent chest, but did not do him any harm, as if he had never existed there.

Looks like nothingness, Su Xin thought.

Still calm: “I'm afraid it's hard, you're too weak. ”

“Weak?” As soon as the word was heard, Anguilla was not calm.

He is also the owner of the city of Qinghe, the strong shaker of the light, and the other party is only a lower spiritual clan, dare you so despise him?

It is easy to distinguish the status of the spiritual race. The spiritual race, because it was transformed, abandoned its former identity, has no parents, no name and no surname. Most spiritual clans use only one code name, named after a single word. Only the higher echelons use relatively complex names in order to distinguish other spiritual groups.

So just listen to the name and you'll know the status of the other person.

The lower spiritual clan is a single word, the middle is a double word, only the senior elder is three words, and the elder is four words, and will bear the crown before the name. For example, the spiritual clan chief today is the Wise Menelas.

The fact that he didn't even get a second word suggests that he was just a lower spiritual clan.

Although powerful, spiritual individuals have not reached the point where the lowest spiritual clan can ignore the shaking light, otherwise the spiritual clan would have been invincible.

How can a lower spiritual clan ignore himself so much that he doesn't get angry?

“Yes, weak!” Answered quietly and seriously.

He looked at Anjiyuan: “I can feel the tremendous power in your body, a powerful force that can overwhelm the river and shake even this mountain when you make the most of it. ”

“Just so you know. ”

“But then what?” Yet still smiling: “The power of matter is only delusional, and only the strength of spirit is eternal. You humans, immersed in matter, never understand the importance of the spiritual world. Lost direction in the flow of desire, missteps on the road forward, even with more powerful power, it is only a mirror and water moon, a dream. ”

“Ridiculous!” Lu Qingguang drinks furiously.

As he drinks, a violet-black fluctuation buzzes away and strikes forward silently.

Su Shen knew that this should be Lu Qingguang's famous ripple kung fu.

Corrugated kung fu has a powerful tremor and can have a strong resonance effect when attacking the target, so its biggest feature is that the initial attack power is ordinary, but can be multiplied with the constant application of superimposed power. If he accumulates more time, his superimposed power will be more horrific than imagined. Beyond that, it is possible to attack an opponent by vibrating, even if the other party is a spirit, without immunity from such attack.

He is a spiritual people and possesses the art of the body of nothingness. He cannot be helped by idle means, but the corrugation should be effective for him.

However, this “theoretically effective" ripple momentum, after passing through the silent body, was like a stone hitting into the water, spreading only a ripple, without producing any substantial effect.