Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian showed a look of expectation on his face. He stretched out his hand and suddenly a nine-color crystal the size of a fist appeared in Yang Jian's hand.
This crystal is nothing else. It is the nine-color soul stone obtained by Yang Jian and Yang Feng in the imperial capital before. This nine-color soul stone is an excellent material for refining the external incarnation.
Now that Yang Jian has reached the state of Nascent Soul, he can obviously start to refine the external incarnation. Thinking that he can refine the legendary external incarnation immediately, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel excited.
Although clone magical powers are very common, this external incarnation is not an ordinary clone magical power. The external incarnation is completely independent of the deity and has an independent ideological personality. It can be said that it is definitely an extremely heaven-defying supernatural power. Even Yang Jian in his previous life only heard of the real external incarnation supernatural powers in legends.
Yang Jian has just broken through and his entire state is at its peak. This time is undoubtedly an excellent time for Yang Jian to refine his external incarnation.
Thinking of this, Yang Jian was no longer neglected and sat cross-legged. However, Yang Jian did not start to refine the external incarnation directly, but instead deduced the refining process of the external incarnation several times in his mind to ensure that there was no mistake, he then once again fell on the Nine Colored Soul Stone.
"The world is in the limit, and the fire that has been transformed will be released to me!"
The next moment, Yang Jian had an idea and instantly saw a fourth-grade fire lotus appear in front of Yang Jian. At the same time, a faint milky white flame fell from the fire lotus, and a strong vitality also emanated from it.
This fire lotus is nothing else, it is the Burning Heaven Holy Lotus in Yang Jian’s sea of consciousness, and this milky white flame is also the transformed fire in the Burning Heaven Holy Lotus.
Then Yang Jian carefully controlled the transformation fire and slowly wrapped the Nine Colored Soul Stone.
Although the Nine Color Soul Stone is a strange thing in heaven and earth that was nurtured in chaos, its material is not particularly hard. It is wrapped in the transformed fire. After a moment, the Nine Color Soul Stone turns into a ball of nine-color flowing liquid.
Under the wrapping of the transformed fire, the light on the nine-colored liquid became even more gorgeous. Moreover, Yang Jian keenly discovered that the strong transformation power in the transformed fire was also constantly permeating into the nine-colored liquid.
After seeing this scene, Yang Jian did not slacken at all. His whole mind instantly fell on the nine-colored liquid. At the same time, extremely mysterious runes quickly formed in Yang Jian's hand. In an instant, golden light spots appeared out of thin air, and then directly sank into the nine-colored liquid.
At the same time, with Yang Jian's continuous changes, the nine-colored liquid began to gradually change, and nine-colored light spots continued to emerge from above. Finally, the nine-colored soul stone directly turned into nine-colored light spots all over the sky.
"The great way is infinite, the world of fortune!"
Suddenly, a purple light burst out from Yang Jian's hand, directly covering the nine-colored light spots. At the same time, the nine-colored light spots began to dance wildly in the void. Finally, as the nine-colored light spots danced, a vague human figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.
If you look carefully, it is easy to see that this nine-colored light spot is very similar to Yang Jian, but it is just very vague.
The surrounding fires of transformation tightly enveloped the nine-colored phantoms. Under the envelope of the fires of transformations, the nine-colored light began to gradually dim. However, despite this, as the nine-colored light continued to dim, the phantom became more and more solid.
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I don’t know how long it took. Yang Jian’s eyes suddenly opened and his eyes were frozen in front of him.
At this time, the original nine-color phantom had completely disappeared, replaced by a body that emitted a luster of white jade from its body. Yes, under the condensation of the transformed fire, the nine-color phantom had completely been completely realized at this time.
The figure in front of him closed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep, lying quietly there, both in figure and face almost exactly the same as Yang Jian, but there was no trace of life on his body.
After seeing the body in front of him, Yang Jian's face suddenly showed a look of satisfaction, and then his whole face suddenly became extremely solemn.
"The Great Dao Refining God! Come out to me!"
The next moment, an extremely mysterious seal formed in Yang Jian's hand, and then Yang Jian only felt a terrifying pain coming from the soul in the sea of consciousness, and then a tiny purple light slowly split from the purple soul.
It was a wisp of Yang Jian's soul. Obviously, this wisp of soul was the seed of soul split from Yang Jian's own deity's soul.
At this time, Yang Jian's face turned pale, and the expression on his face also became a little ferocious. You must know that Yang Jian was split from his soul.
Moreover, this is not just a simple separation, but the essence of the condensed soul, which is not an ordinary soul at all. You can imagine how painful it is.
"The great way is endless, and there are thousands of luck, forgiveness!"
Ensuring the severe pain from the sea of consciousness, Yang Jian shouted softly, and the purple soul essence shot out instantly, and then directly penetrated into the body in front of him.
The moment the essence of the soul penetrated into the body, a purple light was instantly seen emanating from the body. At the same time, a mysterious aura also emanated from the above, and gradually a faint vitality was emanating from the above.
"Puff..." After seeing this scene, Yang Jian was not in the mood to appreciate it at this time, but instead directly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell directly onto his body.
After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Yang Jian suddenly felt that his body seemed to have been hollowed out, his face pale as if it was as pale as paper, and the momentum of his whole body instantly fell several levels, as if he was terminally ill.
You should know that this mouth of blood is not simple blood, but blood essence in Yang Jian's body. It contains one-third of Yang Jian's essence and blood. It spewed out so much essence and blood at once. It is conceivable how huge this would be for Yang Jian.
First, he forced the separation of the essence of the soul, and then there was so much qi and blood. At this time, Yang Jian could be said to be extremely weak, with his face like a zombie.
However, at this time, Yang Jian didn't care about these things at all, but stared at the incarnation in front of him, with an expression of anxiety and expectation in his eyes. (To be continued...)