Zhang Yu and others who were sitting outside the prison and staring at Ye Lingtian opened their mouths in surprise. In their opinion, Ye Lingtian was grabbing the recorder like a chicken, and the steel bars of the iron cage were also damaged due to his actions just now.

It was bent quite a bit. It was a steel bar made of fine iron, and it was bent like this by Ye Lingtian.

Zhang Yu suddenly collapsed when he saw Ye Lingtian's scene, and said to the person behind him: "This kid is a little weird, please inform the people from the Imperial City Dragon Guard to come over!"

Seeing the recorder rolling and crawling out of the room, Ye Lingtian laughed, then closed his eyes and tried his best to complete the final refining.

Seeing that all the energy of the Nascent Soul was about to be refined, the Yin-Yang beads spun faster and faster, and emitted bursts of black light. Finally, the last trace of milky-white Nascent Soul energy was refined by the Yin-Yang beads into shreds of spiritual power, and Ye Lingtian exhaled comfortably.

The voice and Yin Yang Pearl also became a lot darker.

"This Nascent Soul has only increased its cultivation level by less than twenty years. I don't know how long it will take to complete the cultivation level of more than three thousand years. But it is not bad. If I practice slowly as usual, in this half a day

The refining is enough for me to practice for five or six years."

Thinking that there were still many Nascent Souls in the ring, Ye Lingtian suddenly felt very good. After refining them all, he would be able to increase his cultivation level by at least a hundred years.

'Ping!'

The cell door was opened again. Ye Lingtian looked up and saw a tall, middle-aged man with a cold appearance slowly walked in. Ye Lingtian immediately felt that there was a weak spiritual power in this cold man's body. Although in the eyes of a cultivator, this power was weak.

His mental strength is pitifully small, but in the eyes of ordinary people, this is already a relatively powerful ability.

The cold man slowly sat in front of Ye Lingtian and said coldly: "My name is Lin Wu'an. I heard that you are very strong, right?" He looked at the bent iron cage.

Ye Lingtian chuckled and pretended not to hear.

Seeing Ye Lingtian's attitude, Lin Wu'an's face turned even colder. He grabbed Ye Lingtian's arm. Ye Lingtian didn't resist and let him hold on to see what tricks he could play.

At this moment, Zhang Yu and others were nervously watching what was going on in the cell. The name of Team Leader Long Weilin of the Imperial City was very resounding in the military circles. All the prisoners who had been tried by him bowed their heads and confessed. Everyone knew that

He has strong mental power. This time, they had the opportunity to see Team Leader Lin using his strong mental power. Naturally, everyone opened their eyes wide and were afraid of missing any link.

Suddenly Ye Lingtian felt a spiritual power coming from Lin Wuan's cold arm. Ye Lingtian smiled, cut off Lin Wuan's spiritual power, and then used it for his own use.

Lin Wuan's face was full of confusion. His mental power, which he usually tried every time, was so lost, and it was lost inexplicably. He didn't believe in evil, and he sent out another mental power, intending to pry into Ye Lingtian's brain memory nerves.

his memory.

Ye Lingtian once again absorbed the silvery white mental power.

Lin Wu'an's expression suddenly changed. He was really angry this time. He didn't think about whether it was Ye Lingtian's fault. Lin Wu'an angrily raised all the mental power in his body and released it.

Outside the cell, Zhang Yu and others saw Lin Wu'an's whole body glowing slightly with a silvery white light, and they were immediately surprised.
Chapter completed!