Chapter 1063 Both enter the late stage
Afterwards, Chanbi and Chen Qingle, led by Shu Han's clone, arrived at the Xuanlian Pond through the Wangshui River.
Looking at the beautiful Xuanlian Pond, Chen Qingle's excited hands couldn't stop trembling.
He has never dared to enter the Mysterious Lotus Realm, but the Mysterious Lotus Pond has always fascinated him, appearing in his dreams.
Xuanlian Pond, to Prince Xuanlian, symbolizes strength and power.
Now that she actually came to the Xuanlian Pond, Chen Qingle actually had a dreamlike and unreal feeling.
He pinched Chanbi's little face, and Chanbi shouted: Young Master, it hurts!
"Hahaha!"
Chen Qingle smiled like she was waking up from a dream.
"Xuanlian Pond! I, Chen Qingle, also have the opportunity to come to Xuanlian Pond! This is not a dream!"
Chanbi rubbed her little face, and was sincerely happy to see Chen Qingle's crazy excitement.
She knew that once she came to Xuanlian Pond, Chen Qingle's strength would increase rapidly.
She also liked to see the fire of hope rekindled in Chen Qingle's eyes, no longer as lifeless as before.
At this time, two gilded mysterious lotuses and two royal water mysterious lotuses flew to Chen Qingle's side.
When these two mysterious lotuses appeared, Chen Qingle's "Mysterious Lotus Heavenly Skill" started to work on its own, and there was a sense of flesh-and-blood connection with the mysterious lotus.
"Stop giggling over there, quickly absorb and refine these four Mysterious Lotuses to increase your Mysterious Lotus Heavenly Power. Chanbi, follow me into the tower. While Qingle is practicing, you and I will destroy the Eighth Prince and the Tenth Prince." The seventh prince’s sense of resistance allows Qing Le to swallow them up smoothly!”
Chen Qingle held four mysterious lotuses with trembling hands, looked at Shu Han with tearful eyes, knelt down in front of Shu Han, and said respectfully and sincerely: "Thank you so much, Master, for your hard work to help me! Master's kindness is beyond words." Retribution, from now on, this disciple will definitely regard the master as his biological father and obey his advice without any hesitation!"
"Okay, okay!"
Shu Han waved his hand and said: "Hurry up and practice. You only have less than five years to devour the eighth and seventeenth princes."
"As you command!"
Chen Qingle carried four mysterious lotuses, came to the center of the mysterious lotus pond, and began to refine the four mysterious lotuses into her body.
Chan Bi followed Shu Han to the Changyuan Taoist Tower. Chan Bi was once a monk in the Void Refining Stage, but when she saw the Changyuan Taoist Tower, she couldn't help but stop and sigh.
She was very curious about how Shu Han came to possess this treasure, but she didn't dare to ask more.
At this time, the Eighth Prince and the Seventeenth Prince were pinned down by two illusory Changyuan Taoist Towers, and they were kneeling in the towers unable to move.
The seventeenth prince was still hot-tempered and would yell at Shu Han when he saw him. The eighth prince was willing to compromise and kept promising various benefits to Shu Han. He was even willing to let Shu Han put his soul under restraint and be Shu Han's puppet for the rest of his life.
Chanbi ignored the seventeenth prince's words, but was particularly worried about the eighth prince.
If the Eighth Prince moved Shu Han, everything would be over.
However, Shu Han waved his hand and dispelled Chan Bi's worries.
I saw two drops of Qinglian King's essence and blood entering the eyebrows of the Seventeenth Prince and the Eighth Prince respectively.
Chanbi blamed herself in her heart: Just now I was worried about whether my husband would betray me. This is really judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Your husband is a reliable person. From now on, I, Chanbi, will definitely protect your husband like your son. Thinking of this, Chanbi couldn't help but smile bitterly: Mr. is so powerful, how can I protect him? What a joke.
After being injected with two drops of essence and blood, the two princes' eyes suddenly turned red.
"What's this!"
"What did I pour into you!"
Shu Han was divided into five parts. Each of Shu Han's figures was so lifelike that it was difficult to tell whether they were real or fake. The two princes were horrified to see them.
Shu Han shouted: "Chambi, follow me and use the Necromantic Curse. Let's slowly chat with the two highnesses."
"As you command!"
Then the four clones of Chan Bi and Shu Han sat cross-legged around the two princes, and the clones of Chan Bi and Shu Han recited the curse of death at the same time. As the incantation was recited, the space where the incantation echoed became eerie and strange, gray mist surged from all directions, and a sinister wind howled out.
Pale-faced undead spirits surged up from behind Shu Han and Chan Bi, with terrifying smiles on their bloodless faces. Under the influence of the undead witchcraft, these undead spirits used their extremely small and weak bodies to His body crawled towards the two princes.
After a while, the eighth prince and the seventeenth prince were surrounded by a group of undead spirits. The undead spirits laughed in their ears, opened their nostrils, mouths, and eyes and forced their way in.
The consciousness of the two princes who had absorbed the blood of King Qinglian had gone crazy. Now that undead souls were crawling into their bodies one after another, their consciousness had begun to blur.
The undead crawled into their consciousness, surrounding their glittering souls, and began to corrode.
However, the souls of the two princes were extremely powerful, and these undead souls were killed one after another by the waves of their souls.
But if Shu Han and Chan Bi continue to curse the undead spirits, these undead spirits will continue to attack their souls until they corrode their souls.
Shu Han looked at the two princes who were haunted by the necromancy curse, thinking that it would take some time to completely corrode the princes' souls.
You should take advantage of this period of time to cultivate deeply and break through to the late stage of divine transformation first.
So, Shu Han swallowed a divine elixir in his body and went into seclusion to reach the later realm.
In a blink of an eye, three years passed.
For two years, because Shu Han wanted to attack the later bottleneck with all his strength, he could only ask Chan Bi to recite the Necromantic Curse to the prince day and night.
The necromancy curse could not turn the prince into a walking zombie, but after listening to Chan Bi's words for three years, the eighth prince and the seventeenth prince had already become a little foolish.
Chen Qingle has been digesting the power of four black lotuses for the past three years.
The first time he absorbed the black lotus, it directly stimulated Chen Qingle's black lotus bloodline, allowing his "Black Lotus Heavenly Art" level to advance by leaps and bounds. In three years, he advanced directly from the early stage of the transformation of the spirit to the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit!
A ray of spiritual light bloomed from Chen Qingle's head, and a colorful black lotus slowly bloomed under him.
At this moment, Chen Qingle felt that he was in harmony with his bloodline for the first time. The sense of smoothness and power made him immersed in it and unable to extricate himself.
Now Chen Qingle finally understood why other princes had to fight for the black lotus. The pleasure of this advancement was indescribable. He walked out of the black lotus and saw that the entire black lotus pool was shining under his light, and a sense of pride arose spontaneously.
"Do you feel it? If you feel it, prepare to swallow your two brothers in one go."
Chen Qingle looked at Shu Han. He thought that he had been promoted to the middle stage and was at the same level as Shu Han, and he could more or less look up to him.
But at this moment, Shu Han was even more unfathomable in his eyes.
"Disciple will obey the master's order!"
Shu Han waved his hand and brought Chen Qingle into the Changyuan Asking Tower.
At this time, the Eighth Prince and the Seventeenth Prince were completely depressed, and their spirits were dim.
The spirit state of a peak-level cultivator of the Incarnation Stage was not even as good as that of the Nascent Soul Stage.