Heavenly God Mnemonic

The student was closest to the ring and was facing the Martial Soul Stone, so the first one noticed the strangeness and called out in shock.

"What?! There really is Martial Soul potential? Impossible!"

This stone caused a thousand layers of waves, and all the students looked over.

Zuo Heng was also taken aback, but Wu Qiyue's body trembled slightly, and her water-like eyes flashed slightly and waved like ripples.

Time seemed to stand still, everyone forgot to breathe, and indeed there was light slowly shining on the transparent Martial Soul Stone.

"Sure enough, it is the light of Wuhun!"

Qin Zhen was shocked and horrified, he exclaimed: "Quickly, let's see what quality it is!"

The martial arts test can show up to nine soul lights, each of which is a rank, which is the lower, middle, and upper ranks. According to legend, there are more than ten soul lights of the highest quality.

Yang Qingxuan was much calmer. When his hand touched the Martial Soul Stone, a very comfortable feeling spread in his heart, and even had the effect of nourishing the soul.

At this moment, his main soul returned. Under the fusion, his soul power was far superior to ordinary martial artists, and it was no surprise that the light of martial soul could be born.

But at this moment, his left shoulder shrugged slightly, and an indescribable feeling was flowing through the veins in his body.

"It's the power of that mark!"

"Well, what exactly is that mark is out of control!"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes were horrified, and he only felt violent power gushing out of the mark, flowing into the Martial Soul Stone along his meridians!

"boom!"

The Martial Soul Stone suddenly exploded and broke into pieces directly.

Yang Qingxuan only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the soul light on the martial soul stone seemed to burst ten times in an instant, and then the light burst and burst.

"This...what's going on?"

Everyone was stunned. The explosion of the Martial Soul Stone was unheard of.

Wu Qiyue trembled tremendously, and her ten fingers hidden in her long sleeves trembled slightly.

In the depths of her agile black eyes, a large amount of bloodshot condensed into a thin circle, forming a weird array.

Wu Qiyue was a little anxious in her heart, and she secretly blamed myself: "I blamed me for being too careless. At that moment, it seemed that I had gone through ten soul lights, but it was a pity that I didn't use my blue eyes and couldn't see it!"

But at the moment when the Martial Soul Stone burst, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and then all kinds of storms gathered, and the thunder burst!

A little purple flame flared the sky with anger, igniting the entire sky!

The terrifying coercion leaped down into the air, more like a thousand troops coming in the air, sweeping the world!

However, the most shocking thing is that this kind of pressure not only covers Tian Cong Academy, but even directly covers the entire Cangnan Kingdom!

"What's going on? What is going on?!"

From around the ring, to the entire academy, and even the entire Cangnan Emperor Baishui City, all fell into a huge panic.

All the strong in the city raised their heads and looked at the terrifying sky vision.

"this is……"

Wu Qiyue hurriedly raised her head, a glazed light flashing across her eyes.

In the depths of that pupil, countless tiny blood beads condensed and turned into tens of thousands of chains, forming a formation under the crisscross pattern!

On that formation, a huge cyan eye appeared and slowly opened.

The huge cyan eyes, with a dark gray luster, look like a turbulent black sea while staring at them. Under the abnormal flow of light, they are as deep as the universe of the sky, as if to be included in the billions of galaxies and see all things in the world.

Wu Qiyueyu's finger was hidden in her long sleeves, trying to see through the martial spirit vision with this "blue eye", but the moment she stared, it was like a purple thunder and lightning coming through the void, and the huge eye was shattered with a "bang". The formation collapsed!

Wu Qiyue trembled all over, not only was her blue eyes shattered, but also bursting into her mind. That terrifying force hit the Lingtai Sea of ​​Consciousness and her internal organs!

She lost her five senses and six senses in an instant, and her whole person became blank. In the vague void of the sea of ​​consciousness, there seemed to be an illusory figure overlooking the earth, coldly saying, "What are you? You dare to peek. This martial soul!"

Wu Qiyue shuddered, as if she had regained some consciousness, and boundless fear came from all directions and penetrated into her soul.

At this moment, she realized what a stupid and terrible thing she had done, two lines of blood oozing from those autumn eyes.

The vision is like a **** who is king of the earth, her martial soul is humble like an ant, kneeling under the king's rank, shivering.

Wu Qiyue stood under the ring, her lips pale.

Except for fear, there is no consciousness in his mind. It is like a small boat, on the magnificent sea. It can't help but capsize at any time.

And the surrounding Zuo Heng, Qin Zhen and others, although they did not dare to peek at the martial spirit vision, they were also under great pressure, one by one, they were panicking and running their true essence to resist the terrible pressure!

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

There were more than a dozen figures who couldn't hold them anymore, they knelt down on the spot!

Zuo Heng was full of cold sweat, trembling all over, and finally got a pain in his chest. After a squirt of blood, he knelt down on the spot with a "poof", his limbs propped on the ground, trembling like an ant!

Immediately afterwards, Yu Liang also turned pale, knelt on his knees, trembling and convulsing on the ground like a goat.

The rest of the students all watched this scene in amazement. Although they all have the potential of martial arts, not all of them have awakened the martial arts.

Without awakening the Martial Spirit, he would not even have the qualifications to be pressured!

Qin Zhen was also shaking terribly, a large cold sweat rolled off his forehead, his face pale. The iron-boned man looked weak, humble, and helpless like fallen leaves in the wind.

Yang Qingxuan stared at the sky in a daze, feeling a little lost. In the awe-inspiring sky, above the clouds of thick ink, there seemed to be a tall figure, stepping on purple flames, standing between the sky and the earth.

At this moment, in a huge secret room in Tian Cong Academy.

Under the gloomy light, a ten-zhang square formation was slowly rotating, exuding radiance. There was an old man sitting in the void, with white beard like snow, and no dust on his navy blue robe.

Only those who have reached the original martial state can fly in the air.

This old man can sit in emptiness, at least he is also a master of the original martial realm.

The old man was entering the concentration training, and suddenly the secret room trembled violently, and the light on the formation also shook.

The Jue Yin in his hand was condensed, and a phantom was about to condense behind him, but it was affected by the force of the vibration, and the phantom was broken at once!

"puff!"

The old man opened his eyes suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

He stretched out his hands and looked down at his arms, only to see a circle of ripples floating, flowing from the arms to the fingertips, and shaking slightly.

"Suppression of Wuhun!"

The old man spit out four characters with difficulty. The world only knows that martial spirits are divided into four ranks: extreme, upper, middle, and lower, but they don't know that this is just the division of the short rank.

In the level of Wuhun, there are four major levels: emperor, king, monarch, and fan.

The old man's martial spirit is a monarch-level existence, not to mention the Cangnan Empire, even the entire northern five countries are one of the few outstanding.

Now I was suppressed by a breath!

The old man set off a stormy sea in his heart, ignoring the healing, hurriedly opened the secret room door and rushed out.

The next moment, the wind rose up and flew into the sky of Tian Cong Academy for thousands of miles.

The purple clouds in the sky are furious, and the weather is violent, like patches of purple dragon scales, covering the sky and turning into a purple sea!

The horrible coercion spreads with the light, piercing the eyes and shocking the soul!

The old man didn't dare to look at it more, restrained his inner shock, hurriedly clasped his fists, bowed respectfully, and said loudly, "I don't know which adult came to Baishuicheng Tiancong Academy, and the Qing will not be far away to welcome him, and he hopes to forgive him. "

The old man is exactly the dean of Tian Cong College, and he is not far from the Qing who is called the "King of Wuzhong" by the Northern Five Kingdoms.

He stood aside respectfully, not daring to raise his head, just yelled three times, but he never got a response.

Qing Buli carefully raised his eyes and saw the purple flames shining brightly, mixed with lightning and thunder. Looking down, you can see that there is a thundercloud like a dragon behind the ink cloud, carrying a dazzling golden glow, seeming to slowly descend.

There was a flash of light in his mind, as if thunder and lightning passed through, and suddenly he remembered something, and cried out: "Ten Dangs and Ten Decisions... Thousands of Armies Piyi... This Martial Spirit is... This Martial Spirit is..."

Suddenly, a huge fear enveloped my heart, and it was difficult to say the following words.