Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 309 Love Token
  Ye Guyi ignored the burning pain in his buttocks and turned his eyes to Si Muqing.

As for the reason why this scene happened, Si Muqing naturally had a guess. It should be that Ye Guyi's subconscious prayer just now triggered the angelic power in his soul bone.

No, it's not divine power, it should be the most primitive power of faith. Si Muqing made a judgment in his heart.

"Do you understand the situation?" Zhang Lexuan looked at Si Mu Qing's calmness and guessed that the situation in front of her was not out of control.

"Belief is out of control." Si Muqing succinctly summarized what happened before him, "It's too late to explain. Sister Xuan, go find Grandpa Ye and the others, inform them to evacuate, and leave this demiplane for the time being. Also, remember, any request to the angels Any act of praying to God must be firmly stopped.”

"Okay." Zhang Lexuan acted resolutely and did not ask why. There would be time to explain later that it was more important to solve the problem first.

Zhang Lexuan turned around and left the Angel Temple.

"What can I do?" Ye Guyi took a deep breath and calmed down his heart. Si Muqing left her here and it was obvious that she was needed.

"Sit cross-legged and meditate." Si Muqing told her directly what she needed to do.

“Don’t panic no matter what happens, just make sure your meditation is never interrupted.”

"I need to use your body and martial soul to control these powers of faith."

In the end, Si Muqing still had to give a brief explanation of what he wanted to do through her to prevent her from making mistakes, and then involved both of them.

Hey!
  The gilded juice dripped from the soul bones and fell on the white jade floor, and the tangible and intangible flames burned with a roar.

There was a hint of fear in Si Muqing's eyes. He did not expect Tang San to be so ruthless. Not only did he smash the gods, but he also erased the position of the angel god in the divine world, so that all the power of the angel god's faith was gathered to the end. On the body of a generation of angels and gods.

Faith, this is the purest thing in the world, and it is also the most vicious thing in the world.

No wonder Qian Renxue was shattered from her status as a god, and her cultivation level was forever stuck at level 89, but she still looked like a young girl when she died.

Si Muqing's doubts about the appearance of the female corpse were solved, and now what he had to face was the belief he had accumulated for at least ten thousand years.

The Mu Xing Sword was unsheathed, continuously devouring energy from Ying Long and Geng Chen, and a sword technique exploded in Si Mu Qing's hand.

The emperor moves the stars and gallops, and the towers form a wall.

The mighty star energy was aroused, twenty-eight starlights condensed into a handleless heavenly sword and fell from the sky. A starlight array unfolded calmly, and the four stars of white tiger, green dragon, vermilion bird and Xuanwu condensed into shape. Invisible pressure unfolded layer by layer. Instead, It was convenient for Zhang Lexuan to persuade the people of the angel clan.

The star chains are intertwined to seal off the Angel Temple, and the silver sparks are swaying on the chains.

Still feeling it was not enough, Si Muqing held the Mu Xing Sword and used the power of the sword formation to once again push the power of the next sword technique to a higher level.

The broken army is shining brightly, and the water is a tomb.

The starlight talisman was imprinted in the void, and with enough star energy and realm to propel it, this sword technique forcibly isolated the temple from the half-plane of the angel clan.

Si Muqing let go of the hilt of the sword. At this time, the flames burning with the power of faith had spread all over the hall.

Only Si Muqing and Ye Guyi's area was blank.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Si Muqing looked solemn, the real difficulties began now.

Si Muqing had only read about the current situation in his research on the Ninth Generation Dragon God. This was a riot of the power of faith, which began to backfire on all living beings and gods.

The ninth generation Dragon God died of faith. Before his death, he recorded all the research on faith in the heart of the Dragon God, and warned all future generations of Dragon Gods never to come into contact with faith. Although it can quickly enhance the Dragon God's power, The same mistake can also erode the Dragon God's foundation. Now that the angel gods are broken, there is no longer a container that can withstand the power of these beliefs, so the power of these beliefs explodes. If it is accumulated for 20,000 years, the burst of faith can directly burn all the believers of the angel gods along the link.

This is a crisis, but also an opportunity. If there is an angel soul master who is at the demigod level such as Electrolux, he can use the power of faith to baptize the body and recast the angelic position. As long as it is recognized by the God Realm, the angel can be integrated into it again. In the God Realm, you can become a first-level god in one fell swoop.

Si Muqing shook his head. Unfortunately, there are no angel soul masters at the demigod level now, and he will not increase the combat power of the God Realm. He has his own way to deal with these powers of faith.

Walking behind Ye Guyi, Si Muqing pressed his hand on Ye Guyi's smooth back.

The sacred and vast golden color spread in his eyes, and the divinity in Si Muqing's pure white sword thought flowed into Ye Guyi's body.

"Relax, don't resist." The gentle words echoed in Ye Guyi's mind. Ye Guyi's tense spirit relaxed, and the sword thought controlled her limbs.

Ye Guyi opened her eyes again, and the golden color with endless indifference had occupied her pupils.

Si Muqing must not be tainted with these beliefs. First and most importantly, he is not a believer in angels. To the power of these beliefs, he is a heretic and a sinner. To him, this is the fire of karma.

Secondly, it is to give Ye Guyi some benefits. In terms of pure talent, Ye Guyi is considered to be at the top, far from the real top.

‘Ye Gu Yi’ stretched out her white jade hands, stretched her wings, and stood behind her like a pure white screen.

The spread of the gilded flames stopped, as if an invisible breeze swept across it, and the flames flowed back into the body of 'Ye Guyi'.

Si Muqing manipulated the power of faith through the soul power of the angel martial soul and Ye Guyi, washing her essence and marrow, strengthening her body, broadening her potential, and even began to promote the evolution of the martial soul, from a holy angel to a seraph.

After completing this series of work, the angel's power of faith has not been exhausted even 1%.

Soul power boils in Ye Guyi's body. These primitive and ownerless powers of faith are refined, compressed, and then washed away through Ye Guyi's bones. Her soul power, mental power, and blood are continuously integrated into her own bones. .

Under the baptism of the power of faith, ordinary white bones gradually transformed into golden amber, just like the soul bones taken out of the female corpse.

"Hold on, Gu Yi." Si Muqing's thoughts reached Ye Gu Yi's heart, encouraging her to hold on.

"As long as you survive this level, you can have six soul bones, and each of them is the soul bone that is most suitable for the angel martial spirit."

Five soul rings appeared on Ye Guyi's body, the fifth soul ring brightened, and a thin sword condensed with energy appeared in her hand.

A hint of exhaustion flashed in Si Muqing's eyes. Since these powers of faith have nowhere to go and have lost their containers, then consume them or use them to cast new containers.

The vast sea of ​​faith swirled around Ye Guyi's condensed holy sword at this moment, pouring in.

In this case, the illusory rapier quickly changed from virtual reality to a real weapon. Under this action, the boundless sea of ​​faith became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The long sword is slender, with a bright red tassel, a bamboo handle, a long and thin blade, and a faint cloud pattern surrounding the sword.

"You were holding such a thin sword when we first met. Now I give you another one as a love gift."

The fatigue in Si Muqing's eyes could no longer be concealed, so he simply sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

Manipulating Ye Guyi's body and forging a divine weapon with boundless faith are all very labor-intensive actions.

(End of this chapter)