Chapter 459 Life-Reducing Magic Art

The forty-fifth chapter of life-reducing magic art

Lingbao-level weapons are very precious.

However, this six elixir soul-destroying ring, which gathers the golden elixirs of six real people and refines them with extraordinary methods, is also very precious.

The Six Pill Soul Soul Ring is a weapon of the same level as the Vacuum Wheel.

And more importantly, the Six Pills Seizing Soul Ring was made by Ding Hao himself! The sense of accomplishment in this is of course more than vacuum wheels.

The fighting power of Zhanlongwei surpassed the general foundation establishment Dzogchen, and almost had the fighting power of Jindan stage. In fact, the whole body of Zhanlongwei is made of extraordinary materials, and its combat power is far superior to that of ordinary Jindan real people.

The Soul Soul Ring of Six Pills can easily deal with Zhanlong Guards, and of course it can also deal with monks at the Golden Core stage. It is just the handy treasure that Ding Hao needs.

"Come back." Ding Hao waved his hand, and took back the Six Pill Soul Soul Ring.

After getting it, the brilliance on the surface of the six golden elixirs gradually dimmed.

Compared with the vacuum wheel, the Liudan Soul Soul Ring also has its own shortcomings.

That is, every time you use it, the power in the six golden pills will be lost! After using it for too long, some of the golden pills will die and become black pills.

At that time, just replace this golden pill and refine it again.

However, it is also possible to prolong the vitality of each golden pill, that is to use the juice of the ghost willow.

Put a drop of Yinhun Willow juice on each of the six golden elixirs, and then Ding Hao looked back and forth again, before putting them properly into the spiritual treasure pouch on his waist.

After finishing this task, Ding Hao began to sort out the harvest again.

The first thing that was taken out was Fat Zifang's spirit treasure bag, and the spirit stone inside was taken out.

In addition to the 500,000 spirit stones that Ding Hao bought for the map, there was also a small black bag with 200,000 spirit stones inside. Ding Haoxin said, if he guessed correctly, it should be the former old man and his daughter who bribed Fang Zhenren.

There is nothing in Fang Zhenren's spiritual treasure bag, except for a few spiritual weapons, and even third-rank and fourth-rank spiritual weapons. A Jindan real person still has this kind of garbage on his body, obviously he is not a big money.

Ding Hao casually threw it aside and took out another spiritual treasure bag.

This spirit treasure bag belonged to the Jindan Daoist from the Soul Refining Demon Sect, and Ding Hao had some expectations for it.

Ding Hao's 100,000 soul banners are not worthy of the name, and now there are only 60,000 ghosts.

He expected that there would be some ghosts in this person's spiritual treasure bag as supplements.

Refining away the divine consciousness on the surface and applying his own divine consciousness, Ding Hao swept inward with his thoughts, and his face immediately became happy. I saw that there were indeed seven or eight soul bags in the spirit treasure bag!

"If they're all ghosts, then it's enough to be steady!"

Ding Hao reached out and took out a soul bag. After untiing it, he looked inside and found that it was not a ghost, but the soul of a blood beast.

Ding Hao had obtained the beast soul of the Blood Qi Beast from the Huangjiao Witch before, and this thing was the material for refining the Blood Qi Pill. Ding Hao turned over with his hands, and sure enough, he found several bottles of blood energy pills.

Afterwards, Ding Hao found two more bags of blood beast souls, and the three bags of beast souls were astonishing in number.

"Old Crow, everything is cheap for you."

These beast souls and blood energy pills are the things that the old crow loves to eat. Opening a soul bag, the old crow opened his mouth and sucked it in.

Inhaling all the beast souls into his mouth, he immediately felt extremely refreshed.

This fellow sent a sound transmission to Ding Hao, and said with a smile, "Master, you are too kind to me. After eating these three bags of beast souls, I will soon level up."

The old crow has always been very fond of jasper and gold silk. This guy got the light of the true devil, and he evolved from a length of one mile to a length of a hundred miles in one fell swoop! This kind of improvement can be called terrifying, and it also longs to become stronger, but Ding Hao gave the jasper and gold thread the light of true demon.

Of course, for these creatures, it is an instinct to become stronger, and they will not hold grudges against Ding Hao for not giving it the light of true demon.

As a slave, there is no such thing as holding grudges.

It just wants to become stronger, and now it wants to become stronger, it is very excited.

"I promised you that following me will not let you suffer, so refine it properly."

Ding Hao patted the old crow's huge head, and then opened other soul bags.

There are five soul bags left, of which two soul bags are ghost souls, and three soul bags are living souls.

Yinhun is a refined soul that can be used at any time. The living soul is the soul that has just been harvested, and it can only be used after refining.

"No, the total number of ghosts in the two soul bags is only 30,000. With my 100,000 soul banners added, there are only 90,000 ghosts..."

Ding Hao added 30,000 ghosts into the soul banner, and now it has become 90,000 soul banners, which is still 10,000 short.

He opened the remaining three soul bags. These are the living souls collected from the people in the Demon Sealing City. They have not had time to refine them, and the number is about 30,000. If these souls are refined, Ding Hao's 100,000 souls Enough is enough.

"Great Immortal, I'm already dead, so please spare my soul." A white-haired old man kowtowed and said, "The little old man has been well-behaved all his life. What a disgraceful thing."

Another middle-aged woman knelt down and wailed, "Master Immortal, please let go of my son's soul. My son came to this world only nineteen years ago, and died when he was just an adult, and now he still has to refine his soul." , Immortal Master, refine me!"

Looking around, 30,000 souls, all wailing.

"But I'm only short of 10,000 ghosts, and I can gather 100,000 ghosts..." Ding Hao had a hard time making a choice.

Although Ding Hao was strong enough to gather the number of one hundred thousand, after thinking for a while, he opened the soul bag and released all these living souls.

"Thank you Master Immortal!"

"Thanks!"

After the 30,000 souls were released, each face, like a sculpture carved in space by a knife, slowly turned into green smoke and dissipated.

All these souls disintegrate, enter the underworld, and re-enter reincarnation.

Ding Hao wasn't too depressed because he didn't have a hundred thousand soul banners. After all, for him, ten thousand ghosts are easy to find, and if he loses his mind, he can't get it back.

Throwing away the three soul bags, Ding Hao thought of something and blurted out, "I seem to be nineteen years old."

Suddenly Jiu Nu burst out laughing, "Master, why don't you pretend to be young like this, you are already over nineteen years old!"

"No way." Ding Hao walked up to Shoushi and took a look, there was clearly written on it: "It has been used for 25 years and 265 days."

Ding Hao said in shock, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! I'm not even 25 years old!"

Jiu Nu counted, "I also think you are not 25 years old, why are you losing your lifespan so quickly? You haven't been injured recently, have you?"

Ding Hao said, "No."

He was curious, how could he not be 25 years old. However, the longevity monument is not accurate, because every time you get injured, or do something that is condemned by God, the number of days of use will increase sharply. But the point is that he didn't do anything recently, so why did he suddenly jump to 25 years old.

At this moment, there was a sudden movement on the Shouyuan Monument, "The remaining lifespan is 4,500 years and 98 days."

"What's going on?" Ding Hao's face was shocked again. Just now, the remaining longevity on the Shouyuan Monument was still 4,000 years old.

"How come five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye?"

Jiunu pinched his fingers again and said, "It should be the reward from the underworld for letting go of a large number of living souls just now."

"There is a reward for this." Ding Hao couldn't help but laugh, but it was unintentional.

Jiu Nu said, "Of course there are rewards. The soul is originally owned by the underworld. If you practitioners robbed the soul halfway, they will have to make more souls to supplement it. You will give them back now, saving them a lot of trouble."

"I see." Ding Hao nodded.

Looking at the 4,500-year-old Shouyuan, he felt very relieved. On the earth, it is rare for a person to live a hundred years, and he is honored as a human being. But in this world, there are basically a lot of lifespans of thousands of years.

But don't be overly optimistic. First of all, the loss of lifespan is very fast, just like Ding Hao, who somehow became 25 years old; second, there is no law in this world, life is cruel, and there are too many violent deaths.

You have tens of thousands of years of life, and if you are slaughtered by someone, you still have nothing.

Before the journey was over, Ding Hao sat down and began to practice again.

What he is currently practicing is the Mojitian three-style magic dance, and Jiu Nu is also practicing this. The two of them practice together and can communicate with each other, which makes Ding Hao understand this magic skill more clearly.

"Master, I've thought about it, and our path is still right. It's just that it's just the beginning stage, and we can only release a trace of phantoms. As we practice, we can release more phantoms, and finally gather together to form a Complete Phantom!"

When Ding Hao raised his hand, a black electric thread appeared in the palm of his hand. This was the specter that he condensed with real devil energy. With his thoughts, the specter wobbled back and forth. This is the magic dance, as if A devil is dancing.

Ding Hao's eyes followed the dancing rhythm of the phantom, and his mind was gradually immersed in it, as if everything around him went away, and his body and mind also became dancing with the phantom...

"Master, I know why Shouyuan disappeared so quickly." Suddenly, Jiu Nu yelled, and said hastily, "Master, when you were practicing the magic dance just now, I saw the time on your Shouyuan tablet speed up!"

"Really?" Ding Hao replied in a nasty manner, with a serious expression on his face.

Jiu Nu wondered, "Master, why are you so calm when you make such a big discovery?"

Practicing the Mojitian Three Forms will speed up the passage of life essence. This discovery is simply astonishing, but Ding Hao didn't react too much, because at that moment just now, he entered a very empty state.

Ding Hao felt his back was wet after being woken up by Jiu Nu from that empty state. He felt the state of emptiness, which was very astonishing and terrifying, and he was thinking again, if Jiu Nu didn't wake him up just now, but let him immerse himself in that state of emptiness, what would happen next? What happens, good or bad?

He raised his hand again and let out the specter. With the irregular swing of the specter, he felt a lingering fear in his heart and dared not continue to stare.

Jiu Nu asked again, "Master, practicing this thing will reduce your lifespan."

Ding Hao snorted coldly, "Then you have to practice!"