Seeing that the glazed essence was almost completely integrated into the embroidery needle, and a crystal clear light flowed from the needle body, Li Xuan no longer hesitated, and all his soul left the cavity and condensed into a huge hammer.
Using the divine soul as a hammer, the divine weapon as a weapon, and the earth as an anvil, only Li Xuan, who had just broken through to the middle stage of becoming a god, could achieve such a magical skill.
With a movement of spirit, the hammer drew a thick black arc, fell from the sky, and hit the embroidery needle with great force.
The sound of "boom" was shocking! If not for being in the space of the ancient talisman formation, this sound would probably scare all the creatures within a thousand miles away.
Amidst the huge noise, the light and shadow on the embroidery needle changed, flashing with colorful flames.
There is a touch of the purest Suzaku fire flowing in the flame. Under the hammer of the soul, this touch of fire light and shadow flickers, dark and uncertain, shuttles inside and outside the needle body, like a beautiful flower blooming between heaven and earth.
flowers.
As the fire nature of Suzaku blooms, the space of the talisman array becomes very hot, as if the flames from all over the world are concentrated here, and the temperature is rising rapidly.
Even though Li Xuan had transformed into a god, he couldn't help but sweat all over his body at this moment.
Fortunately, he was already prepared for this, and his expression was not confused at all. He took out a bottle of pills from his arms with one hand, and swallowed four or five pills with his mouth open.
Li Xuan swallowed the Chixia Pill, which can enhance his soul. As soon as the pill entered his throat, a wave of heat surged up and penetrated directly into his soul, giving him some confidence.
After the Chixia Pill fell into his belly, his already powerful soul became even more powerful. Li Xuan's body flashed with light, and he used his soul to condense a thick and dense layer of light, protecting his whole body to resist the scorching heat.
of invasion.
The heat was high, but it spread beyond Li Xuan's mask and could no longer get closer.
Li Xuan regrouped his soul and smashed it down on the embroidery needle again. He had to concentrate all his attention to subdue this top-notch artifact. If he couldn't succeed this time, he might not be able to completely subdue it in his lifetime.
The giant hammer fell and made a loud noise. The light on the needle flashed continuously, like a flower blooming again and again. With the continuous hammering, the fire gradually penetrated into every corner of the needle body, and Li Xuan's spiritual power had also been exerted.
To the extreme.
His soul seemed to be tightly connected to the embroidery needle.
"Huh..." Li Xuan exhaled, "It's almost done!"
His soul stirred and suddenly turned into thousands of threads, drilling into the deepest part of the embroidery needle.
This is the most critical step in conquering the embroidery needle. All obstacles must be smashed indestructibly, otherwise all efforts will be wasted.
Seeing that Li Xuan's soul was about to completely occupy the embroidery needle, suddenly there was a very weak but extremely sharp aura coming straight towards Li Xuan.
Li Xuan was caught off guard and was hit head-on by the aura, and countless memories surged into his soul! These were not ordinary memories, but ancient memories from the gods.
His life experiences, emotions of joy or anger, diligent practice of martial arts, endless battles, joys and sorrows, endless emotions mixed with the resentment that has been buried for a hundred thousand years, all poured into Li Xuan
in the soul.
At this moment, Li Xuan seemed to be alive again.
What's even more frightening is that the life span of gods is extremely long, hundreds of thousands of years. Li Xuan is like a leaf, ups and downs in his long life.
The memory from the gods is too huge. At the beginning, it was just a drop of water, but it broke into an ocean. It was almost swallowed by Li Xuan's original soul! "This mixture was still left with a good hand!"
Li Xuan's creep.
Under such a huge impact, almost no one can still have the heart.
Li Xuan's memory was fragmented, which belonged to the scour of my memory.
Li Xuan seemed to have lost his dependence at once. He even suspected whether he was Li Xuan or the gods. Was he descended from human beings or the giant gods. Is it the unruly teenager on the planet or the giant in the universe?
Such suspicion shaking his heart, Li Xuan moaned with head pain.
He gradually felt that he became an ancient giant god, and his memory belonging to the human Li Xuan was being swallowed by pieces.
If all Li Xuan's memory is lost, his soul will be completely occupied.
By that time, he became an empty shell that inherited the memory of the gods.
But how can Li Xuan allow this kind of thing to happen?
"I want to be beautiful!"
At this urgent moment, Li Xuan snorted coldly, and his eyes glowed with a strange light.
It seemed to light a lamp in the vast darkness, and Li Xuanzhong returned to Qingming again.
With a "bombardment", the aggressive god memories were crushed, and Li Xuan's nature gradually recovered.
He opened his eyes, and the embroidered needle floated quietly in front of him, and there was no threat anymore.
Li Xuan was dazed for a while, and after a while, he said to himself: "In this way, the monks of the past life were lucky.
If he does not split his remains, he may have been occupied by the body ... or, that is not a monk who is lucky to pick up the remains of the gods, but a poor worm occupying the flesh? "
In the past life, it was no longer possible to verify, but Li Xuan did cross from the juncture of life and death, and shocked a cold sweat.
Li Xuan's eyes fell on the embroidered needle, and this top artifact had become quiet.
The fire nature in Liuli Jing has been completely hidden into the needle, so that the power of this magic weapon has skyrocketed, and the vastness of the gods of weeping ghosts and gods.
Today, Li Xuan has three to Bao.
Naturally, the premier is the flood. This magic weapon comes from the ancient monks. The origin is mysterious and unpredictable.
The second is an embroidered needle. Although it has not been performed, Li Xuan can already feel the terrible power contained in it.
As for the third one, it is the rainbow wand he created by himself.
Compared with the previous two magic weapons, the rainbow magic wand is indeed much inferior, but it is still a high -end cargo color that many gods and monks are thinking but not.
The three magic weapons are in hand, enough to be a small world.
Li Xuan took a long breath and felt that it was time to leave the charm space here.
... At this time, at this time, the corpse handsome silver was exuding a faint cold light, covering all the hearts of Fangyuan Baili, just like a ghost.
Heiqi and Black Qimei stood in front of Silver Yinming, and a chill rose from the bottom of her heart.
Every time they face this cold corpse handsome, they have an indescribable fear.
"Ming Shuai, it has been more than half a year.
That mystery may be dead, so it is not the way to wait. "
In the past month, Heiqi has been here five times, and every time I hope to persuade Bai Yinming to leave.
But this Corpse Commander was like a smelly and hard stone, no matter what Hei Qihui said, he just remained unmoved.