Running quickly with the rabbit, Ji Zilong never stopped all the way, but this was not because he was afraid of the five factions, but because he felt that it was too stupid to stay and fight against others when he couldn't defeat them in the first place.
After running continuously for a day and night, Ji Zilong stopped panting when he felt that it was impossible for the other party to find him again.
After counting the days, he found that there were still twenty-seven or eight days until the opening of the Soul King's Tomb.
After Ji Zilong pondered for a while, he said to Rabbit: "I'm going to practice a little in the past few days.
Call me ten days in advance."
"Then you have to leave some elixir for me."
Rabbit raised his head.
Ji Zilong has to practice for more than half a month, and he has no elixir, so he has to starve to death.
Ji Zilong didn't say anything, but took out a lot of elixirs and threw them to the rabbit.
"Wow" Ji Zilong was so generous to him for the first time.
Seeing so many elixirs, Rabbit could hardly control himself and drooled immediately.
It plunged headlong into this large pile of elixirs and could hardly extricate itself.
"Hey."
Suddenly, Rabbit woke up from the surprise.
He raised his head and looked at the surrounding environment doubtfully, and said: "Boss, are you going to practice in broad daylight?"
"You help me dig a hole.
I want to go underground.
I don't want to be disturbed by anything during my practice this time."
Ji Zilong grinned, showing a pair of shining white teeth.
After that, Ji Zilong's various spiritual skills showed faint signs of advancement.
This time, he just took the opportunity to break through, and at the same time, he learned about the way of eating that the mortal immortal told him.
"Oh."
Seeing Ji Zilong's serious look, Rabbit resisted his thirst for the elixir and agreed.
The cave was completed quickly.
Ji Zilong entered it early in the morning, while Rabbit waited outside, waiting silently.
Sitting alone in the cave, Ji Zilong's mind was at peace, and he soon entered a state of emptiness and darkness.
He saw that in his dharma plate, the three-wheel dharma plate was floating quietly, and there were already signs of fusion in it.
"Not even close."
Looking at the three-wheel Dharma disk, Ji Zilong sighed in his heart.
After all, he was still a little behind.
He still needed some accumulation before he could enter the realm of Sanding, but it didn't matter.
His strength was already tyrannical, even if his opponent was a master of Sanding. , as long as they are not too powerful, he can kill them.
"Spiritual method, the four poles are without form."
With a low cry, Ji Zilong's four soul clones suddenly appeared.
They stood quietly in front of Ji Zilong with respectful faces.
"Hu" breathed out gently.
After observing for a while, Ji Zilong put away the four clones again.
He had already refined five of them, but it was a pity that he was in Ice and Fire Valley to block Huo Zhencang's attack.
One was lost.
Now, he needs to condense again.
"Open" he gritted his teeth and shouted, Ji Zilong's soul suddenly started to tremble, and the invisible force gently cut, tearing a hole in his soul.
Immediately, Ji Zilong felt dizzy, and his whole body began to twitch.
The pain that tears apart the soul is unbearable for ordinary people, but Ji Zilong has been accustomed to it because he has been practicing the four-pole phaseless spiritual method, even his The soul has also grown a lot in the process of practicing this method.
Perhaps the four-pole phaseless spiritual method does not seem to be of much use on ordinary days, but Ji Zilong knows that when this spiritual method is practiced to the extreme, he can have seventeen clones, and then refine these seventeen clones , completely integrating into the true form, the cultivator's combat effectiveness will be doubled.
Although the process was arduous, Ji Zilong still gritted his teeth and persisted.
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After such a long period of precipitation, his soul had already become incredibly strong.
He kept tearing his soul apart once, twice, and three times.
Gradually, in the pattern area of his Dharma plate, one can see small golden figures the size of fists, practicing cross-legged.
"boom" At a certain moment, Ji Zilong's spell zone suddenly emitted a roar, dazzling golden light emitted, and a thin stream of spiritual energy suddenly surged like a tidal wave.
At this time, I saw Ji Zilong's pattern area.
I don't know when there were seven more golden figures the size of fists.
They sat cross-legged, majestic, between each other and several other mature figures.
The clones are connected and communicate with each other.
At this time, Ji Zilong opened his eyes again.
In the process just now, he almost fainted and tore out seven clones.
This was his limit.
After a slight pause, Ji Zilong stepped out of his golden bed.
He took out a large amount of soul elixir and gulped it down.
The medicinal power of one or two plants, like warm spring water, quickly poured into Ji Zilong's body, flowing to his soul, and then quickly moistened, slowly healing the torn wounds.
Three days later, Ji Zilong's soul finally recovered, and his seven newly refined soul clones also grew a lot stronger.
However, it would take some time for them to reach the stage of the other four mature clones.
With the "Out" spirit seal pinched, Ji Zilong shouted lowly, and then the eleven soul clones he saw quickly flashed out.
They were like shining lights, flashing in the underground cave.
With a wave of his hand, Ji Zilong took out eleven more low-grade and intermediate-level spiritual weapons and delivered them to the hands of these clones one by one.
These spiritual weapons were all stolen by him from Ice and Fire Valley, but they were not of high grade and could only be used temporarily.
In the future, Ji Zilong will summon more suitable spiritual weapons.
"The four poles have no form, the four poles kill" Ji Zilong shouted again as he changed the spirit seal.
Immediately, he saw his soul clone holding a sharp spiritual weapon and began to move rapidly according to certain mysterious laws.
锵锵锵 Sounds of metal clanging began to be heard from the cave.
The eleven clones flashed like phantoms, and they looked like terrifying killing gods.
They held sharp spiritual weapons and used the second form of the Four-pole Phaseless Spiritual Technique rapidly.
Show it off.
The four-pole formless spiritual method is divided into three types in the Chinese Communist Party, namely clone, four-pole killing, and no connection.
Among them, the four-pole killing requires at least ten soul clones before it can be performed, and the four-pole killing is the ultimate of this method.
The style requires condensing all seventeen clones.
The cave swords were flying, spiritual energy was gushing out, and the eleven clones were like eleven flashing starlights.
Under the control of Ji Zilong, they continued to perform various mysterious killing skills of the Four Extremes, over and over again.
In less than five breaths, the cave Ji Zilong was in was expanded dozens of times by this terrifying power, becoming even wider.
"Collect" the spiritual seal transformation, Ji Zilong quickly put away these clones, and then carefully observed the space in the cave.
After a long time, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
"It's still a little bit short, but as long as the remaining seven clones are fully mature, these defects will be made up."
Ji Zilong said to himself, and quickly put these clones into the spiritual sea to nourish them.
No matter how they are nourished in the vast spiritual sea, the law cannot be achieved overnight.
Ji Zilong deeply understands this truth, so he does not intend to achieve it overnight.
After a brief silence, Ji Zilong turned his attention to his strongest spiritual method, the Nine-Hybrid True Dragon Spiritual Technique.
At this moment, the Nine-Hybrid True Dragon Spiritual Technique has a powerful aura and has already shown signs of transformation and advancement
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