Jing Chen and Fuliya on the top of the palace were making various guesses about the blood soul. In the square, Sikong Haoxuan, who was slowly floating up, interrupted their thoughts of turning very quickly.

Sikong Haoxuan, who was floating in the air, had a crystal white soul bell appear in his flat palm. The floating snow-white soul bell emitted a soft white light.

This soul bell corresponding to the Nine-Straight Witch Seal - Faith emits the light of the power of vows. Under the influence of this power of vows, even Jingchen and Fuliya in the distance could not control themselves in their hearts, and a kind of piety emerged.

This inexplicable and uncontrollable pious mentality changed Jingchen and Fuliya's faces. For the master, any factor that can affect his mentality and emotions is a dangerous existence.

In the square, the soldiers of the dead camp were sitting upright and closed, slowly absorbing the light of the wishes emitted by the snow-white soul bell. This light containing the wishes gradually transformed their bodies and strengthened their souls.

In ancient times, the great witches improved the complex environment and harsh conditions of the witch guards, and finally, with the cooperation of the Nine-Terms Witch Seals - Faith and Soul Bells, they were solved by Sikong Haoxuan in this world.

After the soft light of the will on the soul bell shrouded the square, the butcher, Luo Tian and all the soldiers in the dead camp suddenly felt that they had merged into a strange environment, as if surrounded by a strange force. This warm and gentle force made their souls fall into a state of sleep. The souls in this state of sleep are infinitely close to the state of souls in the infant and mother.

The sleeping state of the innate soul was the most ideal state for the great witch inheritance and transformation of the Wuwei in ancient times.

The fighting spirit or magic power in the bodies of the soldiers in the Death Camp slowly undergoes subtle mutations. Their bodies, bones, and meridians are also slowly undergoing the most essential changes.

Sikong Haoxuan sinks on the second level of soul, watching the changes of all the soldiers in the Death Camp from the most refined perspective.

After a moment, Sikong Haoxuan, who was floating in the air, had a green light shining between his thumb. He sealed the Dead Camp warrior at an extremely fast speed in the air. The green soul seal seemed to ignore the constraints of space. Almost at the same time, it was sealed on the foreheads of more than 2,000 Dead Camp warriors.

A soldier in the Death Camp had a different mutation at an extremely fast speed under the dual power of the soul seal and the power of the wishes. This mutation also slowly consumed Sikong Haoxuan's soul power.

The Death Camp warrior with a white mark on his arm completely fuses the magic circle inside his body during mutation.

In the bodies of these dead camp warriors, those magic arrays containing the magic power of the Luotian Fire system have become the purest magic power, a kind of magic power without any attributes. This magic power constantly absorbs various elements in the space and converts them into absorption.

The continuous expansion of magic power made a pair of white light wings condensed behind these dead camp warriors little by little. The white light wings, nearly two meters, emitted a holy and pure light.

"I'm dazzled? What is that madman doing?! Is that madman a god?" Jing Chen's face was involuntarily shocked. After all, the changes in more than a thousand dead camp soldiers in the square were too amazing.

Fuliya didn't say anything, but stared at every detail in the square with a serious face. A memory crystal in her hand kept flashing light.

At the same time, the Death Camp warriors with black runes on their arms also began to make incredible changes.

In their bodies, the black insects planted by Bamer. As they transformed into Wuwei, they slowly merged with their bodies. A black breath permeated their bodies.

Under the influence of the power of will and the soul bell, the black aura began to absorb the evil aura between heaven and earth through the green soul seal on their foreheads. This kind of tyrannical aura that has always existed in the world, and under the purification of the power of will, it mutates into a very strange force. This power has the characteristics of corrosion, curse, etc. Behind this part of the Death Camp warriors, this dark force slowly condenses into black light wings nearly two meters.

The shape of the black light wings is the same as that of the white light wings, and it is exquisitely distinguishable, with patches of feathers.

From Sikong Haoxuan's pale face, we can see that the sudden change of the Death Camp warriors consumed his soul power seriously, and the evolution of the Wu Wei had indeed reached a critical moment.

More than 2,000 people evolved into the Wu Guard at the same time. In ancient times, the Great Witch probably didn't even dare to think about it. At that time, two or three Great Witch Guards were already gods in the tribe. There has never been a Great Witch who could lead more than ten Wu Guards, let alone more than two thousand people. The Nine-Terms Witch Seal is worthy of being the most mysterious mark in ancient times.

Sikong Haoxuan above the square is increasingly unable to control the development of the situation. This evolution of pure soul and energy is much more dangerous and difficult than he thought.

At this time, Sikong Haoxuan could no longer remain in his soul. The sharp weakening of the soul power made Sikong Haoxuan's soul feel unprecedentedly tired. The fatigue of the soul is an extremely dangerous signal for living beings.

If the soul power suddenly drys out, the soul will also dissipate. Sikong Haoxuan's heart became harsh, and several drops of blood floated out of his head. Under the control of the blood mark on his thumb, it turned into a little red raindrop and fell into the square. The little raindrops, without a single drop, were wasted, and they merged into the body of the dead camp soldiers who had already shown pain.

The raindrops transformed by essence and blood suppressed the infinite expansion of the bodies of more than 2,000 soldiers in the dead camp. Ninety percent of the power in their bodies slowly gathered in the light wings behind them under the guidance of essence and blood. The light wings almost condensed into entities under the constant indoctrination.

At this time, the soldiers of the Death Camp had successfully evolved into the Wu Guard. But it can be foreseen that this Wu Guard had long exceeded the scope of the ancient Wu Guard.

Sikong Haoxuan, who lost a few drops of essence and blood, instantly drained the blood in his body, causing his body to be greatly damaged. If it weren't for the support of the soul and the protection of the soul bell, his body would have died long ago.

The evolution and connection of the soul made more than 2,000 soldiers in the dead camp clearly feel the state of Sikong Haoxuan at this time. Instead of experiencing the body and strength that had changed significantly, they knelt in the square, holding their chests with both hands, facing Sikong Haoxuan in the sky. They silently prayed in a language that they could not understand.

With the prayers of more than 2,000 soldiers in the dead camp, the huge Huabiao in the palace and the huge Huabiao on the east dike of the Kaber River all emitted a white light. The light condensed with the wishes of millions of Chinese people seemed to transcend the space and condensed into a pillar of light, covering Sikong Haoxuan.

The pure power of wishes, a pillar of light condensed by the power of wishes, nourishes Sikong Haoxuan's almost dead body and enriches his excessive soul power.

The changes that took place in the Xia Palace and the strangeness of Huabiao in front of the Qinzheng Palace made the entire palace in an inexplicable panic. Including the emperor's sea, facing this unknown imagination, he didn't know what to do.

The square near the back garden of Xia Prince's Mansion seems to have a strange power to protect it, and even Medith, who has entered the master level, cannot step into a half step.

Jing Chen and Fuliya, who were standing on the top of the tower, stared at Sikong Haoxuan in the air in the white light. The more than 2,000 soldiers with light wings in the square made Jing Chen's eyes turn white several times. But with Fuliya shaking her head slightly, he still didn't take action. It was too risky. If Sikong Haoxuan suddenly woke up, Jing Chen would not be sure to leave the Chinese Empire alive.

The white light column covering Sikong Haoxuan slowly dissipated after a day, and Sikong Haoxuan, with a rosy complexion, slowly fell into the square.

Jing Chen, who was tense for a day, had a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes and exhaled a long breath of turbid air, "If I had taken action before, I would be a little sure."

Fuliya knew Jing Chen's thoughts very well. With Sikong Haoxuan's performance at this time, it was only a matter of time that it would be a matter of time that Sikong Haoxuan was completely eliminated. Only by completely eliminating their interests can they fundamentally guarantee their interests.

"Although the blood spirit disappeared half a day ago, your chances will not exceed five points. If we join forces and face Sikong Haoxuan alone, we will probably have a chance of seven points. But we don't know how much the warriors of the Dead Camp have changed, so even if we join forces, the chances will not exceed three points."

Jing Chen sighed, "It seems that from now on, we must become steel ally with this madman, just like you and me. Otherwise, it will be very unfavorable to us. Fortunately, our relationship is not bad so far."

Friya smiled faintly, "We are allies, and the Emperor Star Rhine, will be suppressed by us forever in the Blue Mio Empire."

Jing Chen stroked the white hair on his chest and smiled, "I almost forgot that the one who really was Rhine. As an ally, I think that madman can never help outsiders. Well, although he is a greedy madman."

Sikong Haoxuan, who fell in the square, looked at the light wings behind the soldiers of the dead camp, and frowned slightly, "You can experience the new power well."

"Yes!" More than two thousand soldiers of the Death Camp responded in unison, then sat on the ground, and began to experience the completely unfamiliar body and strength.

Milky white and painted black light appeared on more than 2,000 soldiers in the Death Camp. The light wings behind them also slowly contracted into their bodies, and the green soul seal on their foreheads also penetrated into their souls.

Looking at the butcher who opened his eyes first, Sikong Haoxuan said, "But, how does the butcher feel? Can the new power be mastered?" The evolution process of the Wuwei this time was obviously beyond Sikong Haoxuan's expectations. Even he could not clearly know what kind of changes had occurred.

The butcher stood up and ran to Sikong Haoxuan, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, "Report to the battalion commander, the power in my body is more than twice as strong as before. I can feel that there is nearly 90% of the power, sealed in the wings. If you master the wings, you can fully master these huge powers."

After listening to the butcher's report, Sikong Haoxuan sank into his soul, looking for the records of Wu Wei in his memory. However, there was no such similar record in his memory.

"Appointment, from today on, everyone must wear the tailbone containing the Goddess' Tears at any time. Do not act alone. If you find that something is wrong, take the Goddess' Tears immediately." Sikong Haoxuan was not sure about this evolution, so he had to make such an order.

"Yes." The butcher's feet suddenly joined together and responded.

The butcher could feel in his heart how strong this new power was. And the degree of integration with himself was very high, just like the fighting spirit he had cultivated. He believed that if one day he could get the power in his wings, he would definitely be able to kill the master-level master head-on...
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