When you see the breakthrough words in the basic chapter of doutian cultivation, you will be in a situation of war. The soul power is as vast as a sea. Fat man and Yingfeng will not hesitate.

Without hesitation, they chose to believe in doutian and began to practice with the improved version of soul foundation.

Only half a day later, a surging black river appeared in the hall, roaring earth shaking.

"Big river? Not bad, either Doutian was slightly surprised, and then he was relieved. Yingfeng was just the soul of Jiupin Tiandao level. It was very rare for him to become a great river.

"Jiupin Tiandao level war soul into the river?" Zhan Luo also flashed a different color in his eyes and said, "Lord of the fight hall, can you show me the improved version of the basic chapter of spiritualization?"

"Naturally." Doutian didn't hesitate. Without the soul provided by zhanluo, he couldn't break through the situation of Yanze's tactics. His last trace of resentment towards zhanluo also disappeared.

Then Dou Tian used his soul power to pass the basic chapter of spiritualization to Zhan Luo. Zhan Luo was surprised and exclaimed, "can it still be like this?"

"Master, what's the problem?" Dou Tian looks at Zhan Luo in doubt.

"No problem, you really improved it?" Zhan Luo still didn't believe it. The tactic was so strange that he even doubted how doutian could break through the situation.

"By chance." Doutian nodded.

Zhan Luo's eyes are full of bitterness. I'm ashamed of what you've got by chance. If what you've learned is good?

Boom!

Also at this time, the fat man also burst out a terrible momentum, rolling soul power galloping everywhere, faintly want to swallow the shadow of the wind river.

"Another sea of soul power?" Zhan Luo's pupil shrank slightly without hesitation. A soul power rippled from him and turned into a golden light curtain, separating the fat man from Ying Feng.

"Thank you, master." Doutian slightly salute, if the two soul sea impact, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Lord Doudian, you have created a historical precedent." Zhan Luo has a kind of exclamation way, a soul force into the sea, already enough shocked.

Today, there are two in a row, which is a little weird. Zhan Luo immediately thought of the improved version of the soul foundation.

It took several hours for the vision to stop.

Shadow wind and fat wake up one after another, two faces are blooming smile.

"Congratulations." Fat man can't close his mouth with a smile. No wonder he is so happy.

"Happy together, happy together." Yingfeng also laughs. The soul of Jiupin Tiandao is a great river. Looking at the spleen area of Pangu, it is absolutely rare.

"Well, don't flatter me." Doutian couldn't see it any more. "By the way, second, I found a problem. Why does my soul power become a sea? My soul sea is very big, but there isn't much soul power."

"Do you still want the soul power to fill your elixir field?" Fat man didn't have a good way, "soul power into the sea, this is just a vision, can only say, the larger the soul sea, the greater the potential, later can be absorbed by the soul power vortex constantly break through the aura of heaven and earth."

Dou Tian scratched his head and wondered, "what do you mean, the war situation is also broken by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth?"

"Do you think you can break through the sea once and for all when you lie in bed?" The fat man gave a white look.

Doutian finally realized that whether it's a sea of soul power or a river of soul power, it just represents a person's potential.

On the one hand, it is directly related to the war soul. The higher the level of the war soul, the bigger the soul sea. On the other hand, it is also related to the cultivation of the tactics. The most obvious example is the basic chapter of their cultivation of the soul.

"It's a pity that the three of us have squandered all this pith." The fat man looked back at the dried up soul marrow and sighed.

"I'm not satisfied. Let's go. I've been here for more than half a month, and it's time to leave." Dou Tian took a deep breath and went to Zhan Luo. He bent slightly and said, "thank you for your little fortune."

"You're welcome, sir. Just remember what you promised me." Zhan Luo's smiling way, there are fat man and two people in, he no longer calls Dou Tian "Dou Dian Lord".

"But I forgot about it. I have a soft tongue for eating people and a short hand for holding people. Ah." Dou Tian was a little surprised in his heart. He almost forgot it. He nodded solemnly and said, "don't worry, I'll do my best."

Then the fat man and Yingfeng give thanks, and the three leave the hall. They break through the tactics of war. They are able to fly, so it's very easy without the interference of zhanluo.

"Wait a minute." Just as they had just walked out of the hall, Zhan Luo's voice rang out again in vain. They quickly stopped. Zhan Luo said: "fight Xiaoyou, take the bone knife with you. It should belong to you. "

"Bone knife?" Doutian three people a face doubts, where have what bone knife?

Suddenly

Click, click! The skeleton words on the square begin to fall apart, and become countless white bone powder. In the same place, there is a strange bloody weapon, which looks like a giant sickle."The sickle of death?" Dou Tian blurted out and thought of a name. Of course, the name was not the real name of the bone knife, but something in his mind.

"The sickle of death? This is very vivid, ha ha ~ "Zhan Luo laughs.

With a bang, the bronze hall was closed again, and the square was dead and quiet.

"Shadow wind." Dou Tian suddenly cried.

"Eh?" Shadow wind didn't react for a moment. He didn't know why, and then he was surprised. "No, this weapon is too precious."

Although he said that, his eyes betrayed him, and he was completely attracted by the scythe of death.

"Don't haw. Take it and leave here. If you don't want it, leave it here." The fat man pushed his hand on Yingfeng's back. He still had the halberd in his hand. He didn't dare to be interested in the scythe of death.

Doutian was flying directly out of the sky towards the light curtain.

"Thank you, young master." Ying Feng's smiling face is like a flower. He does not hesitate to hold the scythe of death in his hand. A burst of cheering sound rings out, shaking people's eardrums.

"Sonic attack?" Three people all show the color of surprise, this just discovers, there is a black iron chain behind the scythe of death.

"What a strange sound wave attack. I feel dizzy." The fat man shook his head, held the halberd in his hand, and a surge of war broke out. His eyes were clear again.

But doutian, this sonic wave attack has no influence on him, but the ghost of Hades in Dantian trembles slightly.

"It's a good weapon, at least up to the immortal level." The fat man took a deep breath, then grinned: "but it's a little worse than my halberd."

"The best fit is the best." Yingfeng doesn't think so. He is wrapped in black robe, holding the sickle of the bloody God of death. He really has the feeling of death.

"Don't knock. Put away all the weapons and go." Doutian stares at them, and the spirit of hell comes out, covering them and rushing out of the square.