I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

"Whether it is the birth of the Innate Holy Land or the birth of the Innate Divine in the Innate Holy Land, countless chances and coincidences are required. Even if the conditions are met, there may not necessarily be an Innate God born."

What's more, the more powerful the innate god is, the longer it takes to gestate and the more stringent the conditions are.

There are so many secret realms here that it is almost impossible to create a living being from them.

"Feng…Fellow Daoist Feng!"

"May I ask how long we have to go?"

The feeble shouts of several Xuantian Sect disciples came from behind.

Feng Xia's thoughts wavered slightly, and he stopped at the right moment: "We have almost reached our destination. Please take a look."

"This...is here?!"

Zhang Lingxuan and the others stared forward in horror.

Not far from their feet, there was a misty sea of ​​clouds!

Under the sea of ​​clouds, there is an endless abyss.

"This looks a bit like Master's power..."

Feng Xia's eyes suddenly lit up.

He still remembered that when the ancestor of Chen Hai taught "Floating Dreams of Three Life Techniques", he pulled him into a sea of ​​cloud space, used the sea of ​​clouds to transform all things, and constantly gave Feng Xia pointers and tips, laying the foundation for Feng Xia's initial concept of cultivation. Foundation.

There is no such sea of ​​clouds above the original abyss!

"Maybe... maybe there really is a chance this time!"

Feng Xia could no longer hold back her excitement, her breathing became rapid, and she strode forward.

"Master...are you there?"

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Chapter 0518

"Master, are you here?"

Feng Xia's words had a trembling tone.

Never before had he been so close to his goal.

Obviously, even the seal of the God Abandoned Ancient Land cannot be completely indifferent to the terrifying energy storm that shook the world after the Qianyuan Vientiane Formation was broken.

In fact, only one year has passed since he left the ancient land of God's Abandonment with full plans.

However, this year has been longer than any other year in his past life.

This was the first time he was so close to his goal.

Break the seal of the God-Abandoned Ancient Land and rescue the ancestors of the Chenhai from suppression!

"Fellow Daoist Feng?"

Zhang Lingxuan couldn't help but call out.

Feng Xia didn't look back, but waved his hand lightly: "You guys stand here and don't move around. Feng will take care of it soon."

Several people immediately stopped saying a word.

For a moment, the area became completely quiet.

In each of the natural small secret realms, earth, water, wind and fire are surging, or light and darkness are intertwined, creating completely different small worlds.

However, when there is no external force touching it, those fluctuations are limited to the secret realm and do not spread further to the outside world.

In all directions, there was silence.

Feng Xia did not continue to speak, but used his soul power to explore the abyss ahead, trying to sense some information from it.

At this moment, Zhang Lingxuan and others all took a breath.

They clearly saw a god-man standing between reality and illusion, leaping out from Feng Xia's head. He had vast supernatural powers, boundless power, and exuded a breathtaking aura that made people suffocate.

Most of the time, Feng Xia doesn't do this.

Now, he fully mobilizes the power of his soul and can no longer control the vision.

"This...is this the true soul of the soul?!"

Zhang Lingxuan's beauty immediately turned pale, and she exclaimed, "I always thought he was in the Dharma Realm, but it turns out that he has already condensed into a true soul?"

But the next moment, she squinted her eyes again and shook her head vigorously: "No, his seven souls have been integrated into one, but his three souls are still scattered. In other words... he is not in the true spiritual realm yet?"

Before he finished speaking, a group of people gasped.

It was precisely because it was not in the true spiritual realm that it shocked them even more.

You must know that not long ago, Feng Xia used his cultivation in the Dharma Realm to leapfrog and instantly kill Bai He, who was in the True Spirit Realm. Even if Bai He had just broken through, he was still in the True Spirit Realm.

The three souls and seven souls of the supernatural power are integrated into one body, and the soul resonates with the heaven and earth. Incredible power can be erupted in every move.

Logically speaking, there are two completely different worlds above and below the true spirit.

However, Bai He was still killed by Feng Xia!

And he died without any suspense.

"That's wrong!" Next to Zhang Lingxuan, another Xuantian Sect disciple exclaimed, "If he is not in the True Spirit Realm, how can he achieve his soul leaving the body?"

"And...and how do I feel..."

The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and he said in an unbelievable tone: "He has obviously not yet refined the true soul of the soul, so why does his soul give me the feeling... that it is much more powerful than the true soul of the soul?"

In their common sense, this is simply impossible.

When a person with supernatural powers has cultivated the true spirit of the soul, even if it is just a soul power, it is dozens or hundreds of times more than before. The gap between before and after is so big that it cannot be measured in miles!

"I have no idea I have no idea."

Zhang Lingxuan rubbed her cheek and shook her head with a confused look on her face: "Maybe he is a soul practitioner, so he can train his soul to be so powerful?"

But even she herself was not sure about these words...

What kind of technique and what level of inheritance can the soul be refined to be comparable to the true spirit of the Yuanshen?

More importantly, there was a more terrifying guess in her heart——

Is Feng Xia really a Soul Dao practitioner?

If not...

Zhang Lingxuan no longer dared to think deeply about this matter.

"As for the master he mentioned..."

Rubbing her cheeks again, Zhang Lingxuan cast her gaze on Feng Xia's back and thought to herself: "Is this guy's master deep in that sea of ​​clouds?"

To be able to cultivate a monster like Feng Xia, how powerful is his master?

Feng Xia's soul power was still moving forward, but what made him feel a little uneasy was that as his soul power continued to spread forward, even he gradually began to feel labored.

At this time, his soul power stretched into a narrow filament that stretched for nearly a hundred miles.

However, I still haven't been able to penetrate the abyss of the God's Abandoned Ancient Land, and I haven't been able to detect any useful information!

In his perception, there is still the vast and endless abyss ahead!

"Have I walked such a long way since I came out of the ancient land abandoned by God?"

Feng Xia frowned and thought.

Now it seems that there is probably only one possibility.

The inner space of the ancient land of gods was distorted and did not even belong to the Xuanyuan world. It was just that his cultivation level was too low when he left, so he was not able to notice this.

After the ancient land of God was closed, it was completely separated from this world.

Therefore, no matter how much he uses his soul power to sweep away at this moment, it is impossible to truly find the ancient land abandoned by God!

"Master...Master!"

Feng Xia tried her best again and shouted towards the front.

But he still didn't get any response.

The sea of ​​clouds is misty and vast.

At this moment, it is like an illusory dream, obviously right in front of you, but you can't touch it at all.

"Damn it! Even the explosion of the Qianyuan Vientiane Formation...can't break the barrier of the God's Abandoned Ancient Land?" Feng Xia gritted his teeth.

In his perception, wherever the soul power passes, there is nothingness.

If even this doesn't work, does it really have to wait until the God Abandoned Ancient Land opens on its own three thousand years later to free the ancestor of the Dust Sea from the seal?

But can the Chenhai ancestor’s remaining lifespan last that long?

"Wait a minute... maybe that method will work!"

At a certain moment, Feng Xia suddenly felt blessed.

He raised his hand and took out a green-skinned gourd. On one side of the gourd, there was a stone with formation patterns engraved on it.