The strong sense of uneasiness made Wang Jie feel dazed and almost lost his mind. Wang Jie was shocked and suddenly woke up, and was extremely shocked by the situation he had inexplicably appeared.
Wang Jie kept his mind tightly, and no longer dared to relax. He stared at the two sect pills in the dantian. He saw that as the spiritual consciousness continued to squeeze, the two sect pills had become more refined, and now they were only the size of fingers.
Until now, the sect pill has never changed at all. Under the powerful squeeze of the spiritual consciousness, it has reached its limit. If you still want to go further, then you can only merge the two sect pills together. Only in this way can the sect pill be able to improve the pattern.
Thinking of this, Wang Jie gritted his teeth and a low roar came from his throat. The two sect pills tightly surrounded by spiritual consciousness were pulled little by little by little by Wang Jie, and they moved carefully together.
Wang Jie knew in his heart that although the sect elixirs are in the dantian together, it is not ordinary difficulty to completely integrate them together. If not properly done, it will be destroyed. No one knows what the result will happen when the two sect elixirs are merged together.
The two sects seemed to know Wang Jie's intention and struggled hard. The resistance made Wang Jie sweat all over, and even his spiritual sense could not bear it. From time to time, a sense of weakness came from his mind.
Looking at Zong Dan who was resistant, Wang Jie mobilized the few remaining spiritual senses and suddenly rushed towards the two Zong Dans. Whether it was successful or not was here to defeat it.
As the spiritual sense was bombarded in the sky, the resistance of the two sect elixirs finally became weaker and was directly squeezed together by Wang Jie.
"boom,,,,"
When the two sect pills touched each other, a powerful explosion suddenly burst out, Wang Jie's body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood rushed out.
Obviously, the mutual resistance of the two sect dans was beyond Wang Jie's expectations. Wang Jie tightly guarded his mind, and the few remaining spiritual senses burst out, and the Zong Dan that had already collided with them must not be separated again.
"Boom, boom,,,,"
Waves of powerful waves continued to suddenly emanate from Wang Jie's body, and with each wave, Wang Jie's body would tremble violently, accompanied by a mouthful of blood.
With Wang Jie's efforts, the two Zong Dans who were extremely resistant to each other finally showed signs of fusion. The two Zong Dans refused to give in to each other and kept swallowing each other. The round surface slowly cracked and cracked.
Wang Jie finally breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the situation that Zong Dan had appeared. It seemed that his blood was not in vain. Fortunately, his spiritual sense had been much stronger inexplicably before, otherwise he would have been able to hold on to the strong resistance brought by the Zong Dan today.
Even if he was not shocked to death, his spiritual sense would die. Wang Jie couldn't help but feel a little scared when he thought of this, and was shocked by his extremely risky approach, otherwise he would have died now.
Now Wang Jie finally understood why Lei Zihao said that the pattern of improving Zong Dan is a life-and-death death. Not everyone will have such a good opportunity like himself, and his spiritual sense will be so powerful. Wang Jie felt lucky for his success.
As time goes by, the two sect elixirs in the dantian have completely broken open, slowly showing signs of fusion between them. Wang Jie left some of his spiritual sense to control him, slowly closed his eyes, and gradually recovered the almost exhausted spiritual sense before.
Now Wang Jie can only wait for the formation of the sect elixirs. He can only condense these two sect elixirs together and successfully improve the pattern. The last sect elixir can only be condensed with the help of the quietly standing spiritual power storm.
So Wang Jie had no idea in his heart. After all, who could know when the quietly standing spiritual storm would suddenly riot? Wang Jie could only give up his life to gamble.
When the two sect pills were completely condensed together, Wang Jie's dantian suddenly boiled, and the sect pill, the size of a fist, turned rapidly, and a powerful suction force burst out, sweeping away at the spiritual storm that was staying in the distance.
Wang Jie was startled by the sudden movement in his dantian, but at this time, there was no way out at all. He could only be worried and watched the arrogant suction force pull the quietly standing spiritual storm little by little, and finally he rushed into his dantian.
"Boom,,,,,"
Thick spiritual power surged wildly along the tendons and veins towards the dantian. The manic spiritual power made the tendons and veins in the body feel a tingling sensation. Wang Jie did not dare to relax at all, and guided the arrogant spiritual power to rush along the tendons and veins to the dantian.
I saw the Zong Dan, which looked uneven on the surface, rotated rapidly. As the thick spiritual power continued to pour in, powerful fluctuations slowly emanated.
Wang Jie let out a deep breath, looked at Zong Dan who was operating on his own, and felt relieved.
Wang Jie was already familiar with the following things. As time passed, the surface of the sect pill became more and more rounded, and three patterns slowly appeared on the surface. A wave of spiritual power that was many times thicker than before spread out. The thick and comfortable feeling made Wang Jie moan involuntarily.
Wang Jie looked at the two sect pills quietly floating in his dantian and smiled with satisfaction. Although this process is quite dangerous, the results achieved are still very good. The next time is to condense the third sect pill. With previous experience, Wang Jie no longer hesitated. He moved his mind and suddenly tear away at the spiritual storm in the distance.
At this time, Wang Jie had already forgotten the danger here and had already regarded the spiritual storm here as his great tonic, constantly absorbing it.
When the third sect pill was completely formed, the surface was surrounded by three dazzling patterns. Wang Jie breathed a deep breath and his crazy idea was finally completed. Although there were many dangerous existences during this period, they were all shocked and without any danger in the end.
Feeling how many times stronger the spiritual power in his body than before, Wang Jieyangtian let out a long roar, and the joy in his heart was self-evident.
As soon as his mind moved, the spiritual power in his body began to move wildly, and ferocious scales on his body were revealed, completely surrounding Wang Jie. The golden scales seemed so noble and domineering. At this time, Wang Jie was like a golden dragon warrior, full of murderous aura.
Looking down at the golden scales on the body, Wang Jie knew that there was still some distance from the perfection, because once he practiced the perfect state, as long as he moved his mind, he would completely transform into a dragon and travel over the nine heavens.
But it is obviously still a bit far from reaching any step. Wang Jie is not the one who is ambitious. All his strength is still more down-to-earth and more down-to-earth.
What excited Wang Jie the most this time was that the Nine Thunder Body had finally cultivated to the Nine Stars. At this time, Wang Jie's ** had reached a pervert. Wang Jie had a feeling that with the Nine Thunder Body, he could compete with the peak of the Lingzong Realm.
Even if you meet the same level, Wang Jie is confident that a punch will definitely hurt him seriously.
Wang Jie looked at the quietly standing spiritual power storm in front of him, and was full of doubts. Why did this independent space have such abundant spiritual power? How did these spiritual power storms form? And they actually stand quietly here. Could there be some other hidden information in it?
Wang Jie thought secretly and frowned slightly. He gathered the sect pill here, and even the spiritual storm was consumed by him one or two, but even so, there was no reaction, which made Wang Jie feel unsure of what to do.
"Ha ha,,,,,"
Mu Ran's hearty laughter suddenly spread. Wang Jie's hair and bones were damaged, and he was shocked. The spiritual power in his body quickly moved up. The golden scales instantly covered his whole body, and he glanced at the surroundings with vigilance.
He shouted loudly from his mouth, "Who is it?"
"Little baby, don't be afraid," an old voice slowly spread.
Wang Jie's eyes tightened, and he saw the spiritual storm standing in the place, the space rippled, and a man wearing a cloth dress with a few gray hairs sparsely growing on his head and wrinkled face appeared in Wang Jie's sight.
At this time, the old man's smile on his face made wrinkles pile up together, like the blooming chrysanthemums, making Wang Jie feel furrowed in his heart.
Wang Jie bent down slightly and clasped his fists at the visitor, saying, "Boy accidentally disturbed the purity of his seniors. I'll compensate you for it."
I saw the wrinkles piled up by the people slowly unfolding, and looked at Wang Jie with a smile on his face, and the old voice came out again.
"Don't be afraid of little baby. I don't mean to hurt you. With your pitiful cultivation, I can crush you to death with just one finger. Don't be nervous,,,,,,"
After hearing the old man's nagging words, Wang Jie thought to himself that if the other party wanted his own life, it would not have taken so much effort. Thinking of this, Wang Jie completely relaxed.
He clasped his fists again and said a little embarrassedly, "My younger generation, Wang Jie, have met seniors."
The old man's figure trembled slightly, and the next moment he appeared not far away in front of Wang Jie, looking at Wang Jie with a smile, his kind eyes as if he was looking at his descendants.
Wang Jie was a little uncomfortable when the old man saw it and whispered, "Senior, where is this place, and how can I get out of here?"
The old man was slightly stunned when he heard this. His old face was stunned, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he was trying hard to recall something.
Wang Jie was also a little depressed when he looked at the old man's actions. Seeing this person's actions, did he not know where this is?
The old man took a deep breath, as if he was sorting out the messy memories. After a while, he looked down at Wang Jie.
"This space is an independent dimensional space. Because it is dark all year round, there is no distinction between sun, moon and four seasons. Moreover, the spiritual power here is extremely irritable and is not suitable for human survival, so it is forgotten by humans."
The old man paused and continued, "Millions of years ago, in that distant plane, the human race and the demon race broke out in a tragic survival battle. As a member of the human race, I was also one of the participants. After a fierce battle, I was seriously injured and entered this space by chance."