Fortunately, the original owner of the 'White Frost Sword', Qiu Zhou, and the owner of the Xuan-level armor, the Blood-Eyed Demon Fox, are only strong men at the third heaven level. Although both of them are much stronger than Luo Yi, they are still among the treasures.
After all, the power of his spiritual consciousness is still very limited. It is still impossible to kill Luo Yi in one fell swoop...
Therefore, Luo Yi is not very worried about this.
…
Luo Yi, who was sitting on the ground, secretly recalled everything in his mind before he let out a breath and lifted it up. Then he turned his face and glanced at the box in the corner. Then he closed it.
He picked up the book, stood up, and walked towards the box.
"Let's try to refine this 'White Frost Sword' first."
Looking at the two 'Xuan level' treasures in the box, Luo Yi thought about it and chose the 'White Frost Sword'.
He took out the 'White Frost Sword' from the box and walked to the center of the room again.
Placing the White Frost Sword in front of him, Luo Yi sat down cross-legged, and then closed his pupils.
Gradually, a trace of golden light flickered from his body. And a trace of spiritual consciousness also slowly rose...
At a certain moment, Luo Yi's pupils suddenly opened, and the light golden light in his eyes suddenly became brighter, forming a beam of light that directly rushed towards the 'White Frost Sword' on the ground. It just flashed and disappeared in an instant.
'White Frost Sword' inside the body!
Luo Yi's figure trembled slightly, and then he found that his consciousness seemed to have entered a strange gray space...
However, before he could examine what was going on in this space, suddenly, an extremely vast force suddenly rushed towards him from the gray space, madly!…
"Um?!"
Sensing the tyrannical power, Luo Yi's expression suddenly changed!…
Although he knew that there must be a trace of Qiu Zhou's spiritual power remaining in this treasure, Luo Yi did not expect that this residual power could be so powerful?
In a daze, Luo Yi felt his head sink suddenly, and then, he heard a vague 'boom' sound... Luo Yi's consciousness fell into a daze, and when he opened his eyes again, his consciousness had returned to his body...
…
Actually, he was blasted out?
Luo Yi was in a daze, looking at the 'White Frost Sword' in front of him with a slightly pale face...
Although he knew that there was still a big gap between him and the Congtian Realm powerhouse...but he never expected that the gap would be so big?
Qiu Zhou, who had been dead for more than half a year, had a trace of spiritual power left in the 'White Frost Sword', which actually made him have no room for resistance and was directly blasted out of the 'White Frost Sword'.
Your soul is still a little shaken?…
Luo Yi sat blankly for a moment, and then, a wry smile emerged from his mouth, and he shook his head: "There is no way, it seems that I can only use the stupidest method... consume the energy first, and then think about other things..."
Luo Yi thought so in his heart.
Then, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Not too long later, the paleness on his face had disappeared, replaced by a layer of healthy rosy color.
The weird and vast sea of divine consciousness in Luo Yi's sea of consciousness can actually help him a lot at this time. Although the ones that can be manipulated and used are still above the standard level of 'late middle heaven realm', but
The speed of consumption and replenishment is unparalleled. Luo Yi never has to worry about running out of spiritual consciousness.
"I still don't believe it, it's worse than a dead person!..." Luo Yi gritted his teeth and became cruel...
Then, he closed his eyes, and a moment later, another wave of consciousness rose from him...
…
Boom!...Be blasted out, failed!...
Boom!...Be blasted out, failed!...
Boom!…Failure!…
Boom!…Boom!…Boom!…Boom!…
Failure!…Failure!…Failure!…Failure!…
…
Time and time again, Luo Yi's consciousness was bombarded without mercy. However, after a brief recovery, Luo Yi continued to try again, without any intention of giving up or taking a break!…
This repeated failure not only did not waver Luo Yi's character, but instead aroused a bad breath in his chest...
He can't even compete with the remaining consciousness of a dead man? Then why talk about getting stronger? What about reaching the peak?...Is that a joke?
So Luo Yi remained silent. Although his head had been seriously injured due to using the power of divine consciousness at high speed for a long time, even with such vast divine consciousness as the backing, he still reached a limit and became dizzy.
Brain swelling, sharp stabbing pain inside the head...
But Luo Yi has no idea of stopping!…
Again and again, never stopping!…
…
Time flies by in the blink of an eye, day and night...
This attempt actually took a full day!…
And this is still under the condition that Luo Yi relies on his super strong spiritual consciousness recovery ability...
If it were any other warrior in the 'late stage of the Zhongtian Realm', such a high-intensity attempt would probably have shattered the sea of consciousness and died. Even with Luo Yi's strength of the sea of consciousness, he still felt a kind of
Deep fatigue. Sharp pain in the head like needles...
But Luo Yi still didn't stop. The power of spiritual consciousness left by Qiu Zhou was weakening little by little...
As it is said in the [Secret Record of Refining Weapons], without the source of power, using time to erase the soul mark in the treasure is the best way. Faced with Luo Yi who was aroused, Qiu Qiu
No matter how strong the boat is, there is only a trace of residual regret in it. How can it withstand such consumption?…
Of course, despite this, the failure continues...
…
Time passed slowly, and Luo Yi was completely trapped in the confrontation with Qiu Zhou's remaining spiritual consciousness in the 'White Frost Sword'...
finally…
When time passed to noon the next day, it took a full day and a half, and after Luo Yi tried and exhausted no less than tens of thousands of times...
Bo...Luo Yi's consciousness once again penetrated into the 'White Frost Sword'...
"boom!…"
Qiu Zhou's spiritual power arrived again as promised.
The dizzy Luo Yi took a deep breath, mentally prepared to be blasted out again...
However, this time…
"boom!…"
"Um?"
Qiu Zhou's remaining consciousness hit Luo Yi's consciousness hard again. However, this time, although Luo Yi's consciousness still shook violently, it actually stopped firmly right after.
White Frost Sword' inside!
Luo Yi's originally dull head suddenly became energetic, and even his eyes suddenly became brighter!…
I saw, in the boundless gray space, an extremely dim golden light group, floating in it...
That was Qiu Zhou's remaining spiritual power in the 'White Frost Sword' that he had been entangled with Luo Yi for a full day and a half!...
At the beginning, Luo Yi couldn't even see the shadow of the golden light ball, and was directly blasted out.
Gradually, he could see some shadows.
Gradually, the light group became extremely clear... What Luo Yi saw at that time was as bright and dazzling as the sun...
However, later on, gradually... this light group had completely dimmed...
Now, there is only such a ball of light and shadow left, and it seems that it may disappear at any time...
Luo Yi took a deep breath, and then the power of his consciousness emitted this light golden luster, and he flew towards the golden ball of light without hesitation...
The light group looked very tired, but when faced with Luo Yi's menacing attack, it rushed forward without hesitation...
A roaring sound resounded in the sea of consciousness, and the two groups of light and shadow actually started a battle in the space inside the 'White Frost Sword'...
But now, Luo Yi's spiritual consciousness is enough to fight the opponent in an inseparable manner...
Time goes by further...
When the war started, the consumption naturally increased instantly... and one side kept adding new troops. But the other side kept consuming... Under the ebb and flow, gradually, the light and shadow became darker and darker...
finally…
‘Boo!…’
Once again, there was another violent collision between two spiritual consciousnesses. Luo Yi's bright spiritual consciousness hit the ball of light and shadow hard, and finally... knocked the other party completely away. The light and shadow were extinguished instantly!…
However, a slightly gray golden spot of light disappeared in a flash and appeared in Luo Yi's consciousness.
In this gray space, Luo Yi's consciousness can transform into a body.
Therefore, after he was startled, Luo Yi's body, which was transformed and condensed by the power of divine consciousness, flew towards the golden light spot that passed by...
The light spot suddenly reflected in Luo Yi's consciousness...
That little bit of light and shadow is actually a gray-gold talisman?…
An extremely complicated and indescribably weird talisman!…
"This...could it be the 'soul mark'?"
Luo Yi's heart suddenly moved slightly, and he thought curiously. Then, he used the power of his spiritual consciousness to lift it up...
However, before he could take a closer look, the complex gray-gold talisman collapsed silently. While Luo Yi was stunned for a moment, it had completely disappeared...
Luo Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
Yes, it should be the soul talisman... It is recorded in the [Secret Record of Refining Weapons]. It is said that when a 'mysterious level' treasure is conquered, the soul of the original owner who consumes all the power of divine consciousness
The mark will disappear... exactly the same as the scene where this complex grey-gold talisman disappeared...
Qiu Zhou has truly and completely disappeared from this world...
Thinking of this, Luo Yi couldn't think of anything else...
Now that the 'White Frost Sword' has been breached, a breath of bad breath came out of his chest, and the sequelae of dizziness in his head seemed to have gradually shown up... It is wise to collect the 'White Frost Sword' quickly and rest...
"My level is still too low and my strength is too weak... But after all, I have only practiced for such a short time. Why should I compare with these old monsters who have been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years? What's more, this is still a dead person... This kind of temper is too much to lose.
It’s not worth it…”
Now that he has conquered the 'White Frost Sword', Luo Yi has also regained some of his sanity. After feeling the sharp pain like needles in his head, Luo Yi smiled bitterly.
