Overnight, Chen Yang refined 35 green root fairy fruits, and the thunder pattern in his body increased to 23o and stopped. It was useless to continue taking them. Chen Yang stored the remaining fairy fruits as usual, and this time there were six more left. Even if the six were taken out, it was a priceless treasure, several times more precious than the red fairy fruit.

Only Chen Yang takes a large amount of immortal fruit to improve the thunder pattern. It is a great fortune to take such a precious immortal fruit, which is a great success for other experts in the tribulation stage to take one. The preciousness of immortal fruit is not something that anyone can enjoy. There are only three immortal fruits like the sects like the Lingquan Sect.

Wuliang Taoist was very tired that night. When he saw Chen Yang practicing, he immediately asked to hide in the alchemy furnace to cultivate. Chen Yang did not treat him badly this time, and when he sent him in, he threw in a large number of spirit stones. Although it was just ordinary low-grade spirit stones, Chen Yang could create this thing infinitely in the Yin and Yang Realm.

But Wuliang Xiaodao Ren himself is the soul-recovering grass, and it is not ugly to absorb spiritual energy. For him, as long as he has sufficient spiritual energy, it can still recover quickly and even improve his cultivation.

His cultivation method is also very special. He actually turned back to the appearance of the Soul Grass, rooted in the spirit stone and absorbed quickly. It looked like a plant with a root-level growth in the alchemy furnace, and the spirit stone disappeared under him at a visible level of the naked eye.

After settling down, the Taoist people in Wuliang was dawn. There were already people there who were already organizing their troops to attack the ruins, and some people came to invite Chen Yang to join the war.

Knowing that there was no Pegen Immortal Fruit there, Chen Yang would not waste his energy and refused indifferently, and there was no reason.

This made those people feel unsuspected and thought that this was the attitude that the strong should have. They might have to wait until their group of people consumed the energy of the formation first and finally took a heavy blow to get the greatest benefit.

The previous attack has begun. There are still formation masters among the major forces. According to the rules of the formation, people are dispatched to continuously attack. Although there are still casualties and injuries, the effect is much stronger than yesterday, and it is still moving forward steadily.

Chen Yang naturally didn't want to look at it anymore. He was about to find a reason to leave first, but suddenly he had an idea and there was a change in the Yin-Yang Mirror. A dead aura in the soul-catching bead was very active. The giant python devoured straight line was not only not refined, but instead grew stronger in the soul-catching bead, and its attack power was condensed to increase by more than ten times, and it was about to reach the level of the undead in the tribulation period.

This giant python was a little strange. Chen Yang took out the Yin-Yang Mirror in the Yin-Yang Realm with a thought. He ordered the Earth Fire Kirin to warn him and Xiao Hei to return to the Yin-Yang Realm.

With a thought, the giant python rushed out of the Yin-Yang Mirror. When he saw Chen Yang's enemies meeting, he was extremely jealous and roared and came over.

"No wonder, this giant python actually has one percent of the blood of a dragon, so that it can swallow the dead energy and grow stronger, and cultivate a trace of dragon soul. It has a huge effect on subduing it." Xiao Hei's eyes lit up and said.

Chen Yang valued more comprehensively. The death energy in the soul-catching bead was not conscious. He released it himself only instinctively swallowed vitality and could not be controlled freely, and it was easily opened by experts.

Now with the dragon soul, if you use the dead energy, you will have a clear target. With the attack method of the giant python, even if you cannot use the strength of the undead spirit in the Tribulation Period, mobilizing the dead energy to fight is the strongest killer weapon. All masters in the Tribulation Period must avoid it.

"Suppress!" Facing the hideous dragon soul, Chen Yang only said two words.

The dragon soul, which was originally dancing in the sky, was immediately fixed and squeezed a little bit, and was squeezed into a small snake with a rule of heaven and earth.

"Ho roar... what do you want to do with a hateful human being?" The dragon soul roared in pain. If it squeezed like this, it would explode and die. The last trace of soul would be destroyed, sinking into a mass of death.

"Submit to me." Chen Yang said calmly, he is the supreme existence in the Yin-Yang Realm.

"Dream, I am a noble dragon clan, how could I surrender to the humble humans? Roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar

"It's just a dead little snake. What a noble dragon clan. If you don't surrender, your soul will be scattered." Chen Yang's ruthless blow, and the more powerful world suppressed the world.

The dragon soul was like boiling, and the dead energy quickly dissipated, from one foot to one inch long, and in the end there was only a dark golden thread, revealing the origin of the soul.

It could no longer speak. Seeing that the thread was missing, it was really scared. It nodded repeatedly at Chen Yang and fell to the ground to plead.

"Spent half of your soul to me and surrender." Chen Yang said coldly again.

The dragon soul no longer has its dignity, showing the cowardice of the little snake, and half of the thin silk thread was peeled off, making it difficult for the weak to move.

Chen Yang took away this soul with a thought and injected it into the sea of ​​consciousness. The soul and Xiaobai had the experience of dealing with it. He immediately imprisoned this soul in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. The soul contract was established, and the dragon soul's every move was monitored by Chen Yang, which was even more thorough than the surrender of the countless Taoists.

After all, this is an evil spirit, and Chen Yang is much more cautious when conquering it. Half of the souls are imprisoned. Once the dragon soul rebels, his mind can destroy both his soul and soul.

Let go of the dragon soul, and the dead energy surges back again. It is easy for the dead energy squeezed out by the heart to recover. It turns into a giant dragon dozens of meters long in less than a day.

But at this moment it was as honest as an earthworm, lying on the ground begging: "Long live the master, I will definitely be loyal to you."

"Manage me with such a dying aura and won't treat you badly. Maybe one day you can restore your dragon body to your heart." Chen Yang said coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes... thanks for the reward..." Long Hun kowtowed and thanked him repeatedly. Although he was not convinced, he felt that this was just a means of Chen Yang's bribery of people's hearts.

I am just a soul now, how could I recover my body? It is still a dragon's body? It would be a blessing to be able to follow him and never die.

After such trouble, Chen Yang's death energy in the soul-catching bead was consumed a lot. It seems that it is not easy to offer spiritual souls, and death energy is not endless.

When the dragon soul was sent into the Yin-Yang Mirror, its strength actually deteriorated to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Such strength drove the death energy to fight, but it still didn't have much effect when encountering a master of tribulation.

Half of the soul was separated to Chen Yang, which consumed him a lot and needed a lot of death energy to make it up.
Chapter completed!