When the third Xunfeng Sword Monument was successfully condensed, the 22 million soul pills were just exhausted.

Swish.

Ye Jian opened his eyes with a bang, and suddenly, a sharp energy burst out from his pupils, the void trembled, and several cracks appeared faintly.

"Okay, my strength has increased by three points. This time, even if the master of the Venerable level takes action against me, I will not be afraid."

Feeling the strong sword energy in the sea of ​​consciousness, three sword monuments, and five small sword formations rotated each other, releasing sharp sword intent. A sense of power was born from the heart, making him feel an unprecedented power.

"It's a pity, it would be great if there were more soul pills."

The only drawback is that the number of soul pills is insufficient. Otherwise, he would be able to condense all eight sword monuments. By then, his strength will be increased by a certain level, and eight sword monuments will be released together. Who dares to defeat his tassel?

"I don't know if An Meng and others still have soul pills,"

If An Meng and his men heard this, they would be extremely embarrassed. They had been acting powerful in the No. 3 concentration camp for several years, and finally accumulated a little bit of money. If you didn't say it, you would actually think of sucking them out of them and just kill them.

"But they probably don't have much in their hands,"

Ye Jian naturally knew that An Meng and his men were robbed and poor, and now they are afraid they are even a pauper.

"The sword monument has only condensed three pieces, and the subsequent condensed process will become more and more difficult, and the essence of heaven and earth will be needed. According to my estimate, at least 50 million soul pills are needed to succeed,"

An ordinary venerable from the Jinlie clan, who is offered a month of ten million soul pills, deducting the eight million required for normal practice, there are still two million left. In other words, elders like Venerable Fang Yue need to accumulate at least two years to save up 50 million soul pills.

Therefore, even the Venerable would not be able to give out so much wealth in a short time.

Ye Jian's eyes flashed. After thinking for a while, he finally stood up, opened the cave and walked out.

After a cup of tea, Anshang's cave.

"Young Master, these are the ones you came up from the concentration camp after you defeated An Meng, Jubo and others."

An Shang lowered his head and handed 100,000 soul pills to Ye Jian, with an extremely respectful expression on his face.

Ye Jian's eyes flashed in surprise, but he was still very calm.

Of course, An Shang’s relationship with him could not be hidden from some people who were interested. Of course, everyone thought An Shang had just defected to Ye Jian, but they did not expect that An Shang had been completely transformed by him.

After he defeated the joint efforts of Jubo, Longya and others, he became famous. In order to protect himself, some people in the concentration camp paid him protection fees through An Shang. This is the rule of this concentration camp.

However, Ye Jian did not intend to accept these 100,000 soul pills.

"You also need resources to practice. You can keep these 100,000 soul pills by yourself, and strive to break through to the late stage of the fourth change as soon as possible. I still have important tasks to hand over to you."

After hearing this, An Shang's eyes clearly flashed with joy, "Thank you, my son, I will definitely not disappoint you."

Although he was transformed by Ye Jian, his human nature was still there, and the seven emotions and six desires of human nature could not be erased at all. He was naturally full of hope for this hundred thousand soul pill, hoping that Ye Jian would leave this for him to practice.

Of course, if Ye Jian did not leave this 100,000 soul pills to him, he would not complain, and would still think about Ye Jian as always. This is the magical effect of Buddhism’s “Survey on the Difficult Sutra”.

For Ye Jian, the 100,000 soul pills are just a drop in the bucket and nothing is that. Now that he wants to successfully practice the "Nine Nine Guiyuan Sword Formation", he needs at least 50 million soul pills.

One hundred thousand soul pills are not enough for him to get stuck between his teeth.

That's why he left 100,000 soul pills to An Shang, which can stabilize An Shang's mind and secondly, he really wants An Shang to improve his cultivation, because what he plans next is that if there is no powerful force around him, it is impossible to succeed.

"Young Master, what important task is to be handed over to me."

Ye Jian's eyes flashed a few times and said, "You have been paying attention to some people in the concentration camp who are strong but single but lonely, and they are trapped in me for my use."

"Is it possible that the young master wants to establish his own power and collect protection fees?" An Shang's eyes were slightly bright and he said happily.

Ye Jian smiled, shook his head gently, and charged protection fees. This was just something that some small characters did. He disdained this. He wanted to gather some forces for the next escape plan.

Ye Jian had already thought about it. Although the essence of heaven and earth here is very rich and suitable for soul cultivation, he does not belong to this world after all. He wants to go back and he wants to return to the Tianwu Continent.

Therefore, he must escape from here and escape from the control of the Jinlie clan. Only by escaping from here can he find his way back.

Of course, he did not tell An Shang that it was not that he could not trust An Shang, but that the fewer people knew about this plan, the smoother their future escape plan would be.

"There is one more thing. Jubo and Longya are in this concentration camp, and their strength can only be ranked second and third. So why have I never heard of the first one?

When asked about the strongest man in the concentration camp, An Shang's neck obviously shrank back, and there was still a trace of lingering fear in his eyes.

He swallowed his saliva and said, "Young Master, this man is a weird man, and he killed many people. Every time he kills someone, he will dig out the other party's heart and eat it raw. His heart is like a demon. Even Venerable Fang Yue is afraid of him. Why do you suddenly ask him? "

Ye Jian's eyes lit up after hearing this. It was really interesting that there was such a person. However, since it could make Venerable Fang Yue afraid of three points, I'm afraid this person's strength is also very terrifying.

"Tell me about him,"

He immediately asked

The No. 3 concentration camp is actively wide, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, with high mountains and dense forests, and there are many steep places among them.

Above a secret valley, the cold wind was measured, and Ye Jian stopped here.

"According to Anshang's information, this person should live in it,"

His eyes flashed twice, and then Ye Jian moved his body and flew into the valley below.

I heard countless roars of wind, as if a ghost was crying. The gloomy aura from the surrounding cliffs made people's blood coagulate, their scalp numb, and they felt like they were about to reach the Jiuyou Hell.

Thorn.

Ye Jian's speed suddenly increased, and he tore the strong wind in front of him. Then his body flashed and directly penetrated below.

The purpose is a fire, and then a warm feeling blows over, like bathing in the summer wind.

Ye Jian opened his eyes and immediately saw everything inside.

This place is actually a cave, and below is a burrow of purple-red magma, which is rolling violently.

And above the magma, a copper ball floated, extremely huge, up and down as the magma rolled.

Four red chains as thick as buckets extend from the copper ball and lock on the surrounding walls. Each of these chains is engraved with runes, and blue light is constantly flashing.

"seal,"

Ye Jian let out a light surprise, his eyes turned, and immediately landed on the bronze ball.

I saw that at the junction of the four chains, there was a man locked up. The man was unkempt and dirty, and his clothes had long turned into ashes under the burning magma. He was blocked on the copper ball naked. His four arms were bleeding. He was actually penetrated by four copper nails more than one foot long, nailed to the copper ball. There was also a copper nail on his chest and abdomen.

"who,"

As if he heard the noise, the figure on the copper ball immediately struggled, and a vicissitudes of breath spread through the cave.

He seemed to want to stand up, but five red copper nails trembled at the same time on his arms, legs, and chest and abdomen, and suddenly a strange blue light flashed.

ah.

The old man screamed on the spot, his voice hoarse and hysterical. The power around him seemed to be completely sucked away by these five copper nails, and he suddenly fell down.

"Fang Yuepin, do you think that if you trap me, you can get the secret technique of Zhenwu from me, don't think about it,"

Ye Jian was surprised. He seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

Immediately, he coughed lightly, and the figure below seemed to hear that the sound was not from Venerable Fang Yue, and his expression suddenly became nervous.

"who,"

Ye Jian coughed lightly again and immediately said, "You are the weird guy in the No. 3 concentration camp, who has never appeared in the rumor,"

"Who are you."

The old man below didn't know who Ye Jian was, and his expression suddenly became nervous. His aura suddenly surged. He actually broke through to the Venerable and reached the level of the Central Venerable. His powerful soul aura raged, sweeping towards Ye Jian like a strong wind.

"Senior, please stop."

However, before Ye Jian finished speaking, the five copper nails worked again, and five blue monster lights flashed, and they madly devoured the old man's power.

Ah ~

The old man screamed and quickly retracted all his strength. Then, his whole body twisted into a ball, as if he was suffering tremendous pain.

"Five Ghost Spirit-Devouring Array."

Ye Jian took a light breath and recognized the seal formation below at a glance.

The Five Ghost Spirit-Devouring Array, this formation is also available on the Tianwu Continent. It is a strange poisonous formation. To refine this formation, you first need five spines of a powerful Yuanji realm. The stronger the strength, the better. First, use tens of millions of Yinsha Qi to refine the five spines, and then use the characteristic materials to forge five spirit-devouring nails.

Anyone who is on these five spirit-eating nails will never break free in his life. The five spirit-eating nails will swallow the power of the sealed person at all times and strengthen himself. This will make it even more difficult to escape from the increase and decrease.

However, Ye Jian had only seen this formation in some records of the Tianwu Continent, but he did not expect that there was such an underground world.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to know this formation."

After a painful struggle, the old man below finally recovered and spoke in a weak voice.
Chapter completed!