Chapter 678: 器灵

Yaowangshan, secret room.
At this moment, Wang Chen quietly sits in this closed chamber.
Under the dim light, Wang Chen looks very good.
His eyes, staring at the black token placed in front of him, look dignified.
Millions of ghosts.
At this moment, the one placed in front of Wang Chen is the Wan Guiling, and Wang Chen, the next thing to do is to refine the evil spirits.
It’s not easy to refine the ghosts. Wang Chen is naturally very dignified.
It’s been seven days since I returned to Yaowangshan.
In the seven days, Wang Chen used the medicinal herbs, relying on the powerful body of the stars, and the body of King Kong adjusted his injuries to a state of perfection. Today, it is the period of his refining and squandering.
As for the Emperor Huang Bai.
Now, still in a coma.
The seriously injured 蝎皇白犟 is difficult to heal. He can only wait for the holy flower.
Now, the emperor is already incarnation and returns to the form of the body, and is attached to Wang Chen’s wrist.
The current imperial concubine, the only thing that can wait is the release of Shenghua Dan.
After handling the things of the emperor, in the past few days, Wang Chen can say that he is adjusting his own state. Now, he is finally starting to refine the holy flower.
The body is really round and moving, and Wang Chen took the lead in practicing.
It’s not a simple matter to refine the ghosts. In order to ensure that Wang Chen must adjust his state to the best level.
哗啦啦啦......
The real round is rolling, and Wang Chen’s momentum is climbing.
Before seven days, I had a battle with Teng Li. Although I was terrible and hard to resist, after I experienced another life and death, especially after experiencing the boiling and explosion of blood, Wang Chen’s faint strength was It is a further step.
In particular, his soul, in the battle, Wang Chen’s spirit is under the horrible pressure of Teng Li, it seems to be more solid, and the soul of the soul that is absorbed by the worry-free old man is also in this battle. Completely transformed into the power of Wang Chen's spirit.
"Calling..."
Between the mouth and mouth, one call and one suck, Wang Chen absorbed a lot of aura and real power into the body.
I don’t know how many days of real power flow in the body until Wang Chen feels that he has reached a limit, and he has stopped his cultivation.
Then, then slowly opened his eyes,
Call...
Exhaled a sigh of gas, Wang Chen is now in a state of spirit and fullness.
"Wan Ghost Order."
Once again, looking at the ghosts in front of you, Wang Chen’s eyes became confident.
"Come on."
A light drink, Wang Chen quickly grabbed the ghosts in front of him.
"Spiritual refinement."
The next moment, Wang Chen chose the most hegemonic, but it is also the most direct way to do it.
He will use his own soul to thoroughly refine the ghosts.
With Wang Chen's urging of the soul, this moment, the reincarnation of the baby sitting in Wang Chen Dantian suddenly opened his eyes.
Wow wow...
The infant of reincarnation seems to feel the determination and belief of Wang Chen, and a sharp cry is echoing Wang Chen’s move.
The soul of the gods, the next moment, the soul of Wang Chen, such as the tsunami, poured into the Wan Guiling.
哗哗哗...
The soul of the soul shocked, so that the ghosts began to tremble slightly.
Without the threat of a worry-free old man, Wang Chen can completely let go of his hands at this moment.
In this safe secret room, under the guardianship of the outside world, Wang Chen does not need any scruples.
He almost rushed his own soul into the space inside the ghosts.
This is a dark, damp and cold space.
Boundless nothingness, boundless darkness.
Wang Chen wants to wash every corner of this space with his soul, and he wants this space to deeply engrave his mark.
"嗡嗡嗡..."
However, the Wan Guiling is, after all, the existence of a beautiful artifact. It was a super-class weapon when it was 6,000 years ago, and it has been refining and sublimating again in the hands of the worry-free old man.
Even, it can be said that the eyes of the beautiful Suzaku are not too much.
The existence of such a place, where is so good refining.
Otherwise, if you make a ghost, then it is not a ghost.
In the face of Wang Chen’s soul attack, Wan Guiling began to struggle and tremble quickly.
A burst of screaming anger and trepidation, representing the struggle of the ghosts.
哗哗哗...
Calling...
For a time, in the space inside the Wan Guiling, the wind is raging.
The fierce wind and waves constantly impacted Wang Chen’s soul.
"Not good."
This situation changed Wang Chen's face.
This squally wind is not an ordinary wind, but a yin wind, from the depths of hell, the coldest of the wind, has a devastating effect on the soul.
Unexpectedly, there is still such a threat hidden in this.
Under this gust of wind, Wang Chen’s spirit is shocked and almost swallowed and destroyed.
This makes Wang Chen quickly take back some of his soul, and at the same time, the far-moving true Yuan Li rushed into the Wan Guiling, guarding his own soul.
"Oh, there is no object, and dare to let go."
After stabilizing the power of his own soul, Wang Chen snorted.
This genius is now the ownerless, how it can be.
"Repression."
In the anger, Wang Chen's three-pronged approach, the aura, the true Yuanli, the power of the soul, all rushed into this space.
When suddenly, Wang Chen engaged in a fierce battle with this yin.
Booming...
In this space, at this moment, the sky is spinning, and a fierce battle is unfolding.
Moreover, this battle must be extremely dangerous and extremely difficult.
If Wang Chen wins, Wan Guiling confesses the Lord. If Wang Chen fails, his soul will inevitably shatter.
Not to be lost.
Booming...
In the roar of the roar, Wang Chen began to advance a little bit by relying on the unparalleled spirit.
Three-pronged, in the impact of the powerful real power and aura, Wang Chen gradually began to take advantage.
Calling...
呜呜呜呜...
However, at this time, it is a sudden mutation.
In the face of the situation of retreating, how can Wan Gui’s order be so willing to surrender.
Change again within this space.
The next moment, a burst of gloomy cry came, it was creepy.
"Ling, it really has spirit."
This scene makes Wang Chen’s heart jump and suddenly wakes up.
This is the spirit of Wan Guiling.
Ling, or it can be called a spirit.
Once the treasure reaches the level of the artifact, it will be produced under the baptism of the sun and the moon, under the cultivation of the heavens and the earth.
Only with the treasures of the spirit, can you be regarded as a real artifact.
The spirit of the instrument is the soul of the treasure, life.
There is no treasure of the spirit, it is impossible to count as the top.
The more powerful the treasure, the more the top treasure.
The ghosts have a spirit, Wang Chen has already been expected, but how powerful this instrument is, Wang Chen is not sure.
呜呜呜...
The crying wailing is getting louder and louder, and finally, it reaches the point where the scalp is numb.
The wind and the wind make the whole space look strange.
Stabbing...
Between the vagueness, a virtual shadow flashed, and the next moment, the red light suddenly flashed, and the soul of Wang Chen seemed to be torn apart...
噗嗤...
In the secret room, under this attack, Wang Chen spurted a bit of blood between the mouths.
One does not pay attention, one is not prepared, and his soul is actually suffering.
"Bastard."
Returning to God, Wang Chen couldn't help but scream.
What kind of existence is this instrumental spirit? Wang Chen has not even seen it and is already injured.
This makes Wang Chen feel embarrassed.
However, under this attack, Wang Chen can also conclude that this instrument is powerful and powerful.
"Go."
Don’t dare to care, Wang Chen opened a mouthful of blood again.
Just, this blood is the essence of Wang Chen.
Blood refining.
Wang Chen supplemented the blood to help the soul start refining.
At the same time, he poured a sip of fluid to help his soul recover.
呜呜呜...
In the space, the crying voice is now more and more.
"Awkward obstacles, dare to do it, get me out."
Looking at the empty world, Wang Chen was cold and cold.
"呜呜呜..."
"Do you want me to come out?"
"Do you want to see me..."
After Wang Chen’s voice fell, there was finally some cold voice in the crying voice.
This is a woman's voice. In this voice, the family stays endlessly charming, and there is that strange charm.
As if each sentence is a black hole, it can absorb the soul of Wang Chen.
As if every word is said, Wang Chen’s mind is violently oscillating, and there seems to be some uncontrollable.
Charm, this charm is powerful.
Unexpectedly, this instrument has such ability.
"Come on, come on...you don't want to see me, come over... hurry, people are waiting for you here..."
Between heaven and earth, the endless illusion appears.
On Sunday, in all directions, there is a virtual shadow at the moment.
It’s a fascinating, sultry, and incomprehensible woman.
Between the women’s every move, it seems that they are affecting Wang Chen’s heart.
Wang Chen’s mind, this moment, there is no clearness before, no silence before.
It seems that in these women's actions and words, his mind began to become impetuous.
Between the vagueness, it seems that in his heart, there is a desire that has begun to be seduce.
This makes Wang Chen's mind no longer stable.
"Bastard, give me a roll..." Finally, when it was almost unbearable, Wang Chen screamed, and the next moment, the power of the gods madly rushed toward these shots.
Under the bombardment of the power of the great gods, the wind is done, and the waves are rolling.
Wang Chen knows that if he does not take action at this moment, his mind is likely to be charmed.
If this is the case, it will be dangerous and the consequences will be disastrous.
Although it is known that there is a huge danger in rash action, but at this moment, Wang Chen seems to have no choice...