This feeling passed away in a flash, and the suction from the ancient bronze mirror was still stirring in Ye Wuque's right hand.
Ye Wuque already knew that the ancient bronze mirror was to absorb the power of ti and space on the altar in front of him!
Pan'er didn't know what happened in a flash.
Because Pan'er couldn't think of what a earth-shattering thing in Ye Wuque's Yuanyang Ring!
She stared at Ye Wuque at the mont, and a strange color rushed into her big eyes, and said leisurely: "I tried my best, and it took a long ti to collect nine perfect limbs, only the body composed of the most perfect limbs. , Is qualified to let Hao Xuan settle in."
"I want Haoxuan to get the best body as soon as he wakes up, and I want to give him the best things in this world."
"Is it?"
Ye Wuque spoke lightly.
"Unfortunately, the limbs you collected are now in my hands, what can you do?"
The implication was that Pan'er's plan had been destroyed by Ye Wuque.
At that ti, Ye Wuque took all the nine limbs away with such a purpose.
Ye Wuque's words didn't make Pan'er show irritation and unwillingness. On the contrary, the expression in her eyes when she looked at Ye Wuque beca more and more weird.
"do you know"
"Actually, when you returned from the Cape Pass, returned to the Patriarch Hall, and delivered the mission to go to the Xuanmiao sacrifice, the last ti you went deep underground to feel the fluctuation of the ancient formation, I already knew it."
"The power of the three gods and the old dog was sealed there. At that ti, you could not break through, so you retreated."
"As for how you found the sacrificial hall, how to find sothing wrong from the disciples' cave stone slab, how to find that the profound vein mountain peak was moved, I know all the more..."
As soon as he said this, Ye Wuque's eyes instantly condensed!
"So, do you really think that no one knows what you did in the Ancient League?"
"You entered the Ancient League with a purpose from the very beginning. Although you don't know what your purpose is, it doesn't hinder . Instead, it gave another brand new idea."
Pan'er spoke slowly while pacing slowly, and then continued: "Do you know what steps are needed to resurrect a person?"
"In addition to the perfect body, in addition to the soul, you also need to...sacrifice to the soul!"
Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly narrowed!
"The flesh, the soul of the self, sacrifice to the soul."
"Only the trinity, the unity of the three, is the true resurrection ceremony."
"And Haoxuan is a world-class talent, the ancient league is the first!"
"His soul power has reached the level of the dark star realm, vigorous and powerful!"
"So, in order to ensure that Hao Xuan's resurrection is perfect, in addition to his new body composed of nine limbs, he also needs to sacrifice to the soul, a total of... twelve!"
Buzzing! !
The mont Pan'er's words fell, the entire ti-space temple suddenly reflected twelve brilliant brilliance!
In the end it turned into twelve pillars of light falling down, Pan'er's body was shining, and a mont of air was purging, illuminating the entire ancient temple.
"Not all cats and dogs are qualified to be the souls who sacrifice to Hao Xuan..."
Pan'er's eyes beca feverish and frightening.
"Compared to the collection of perfect physical bodies, it is the twelve sacrificial souls that are actually more difficult and fortunate!"
"Only those who have the talent of the soul, or have the opportunity of the soul to make the soul achieve outstanding, are eligible to sacrifice to Hao Xuan!"
"Ye Wuque, you must be curious why there are so many unnad tablets in the Profound Vein Sacrifice Hall, right?"
Pan'er said this with a smile, looking at Ye Wuque's big eyes with a cruel aning.
"The owners of those tablets have been for a long ti, and what I have searched among the nine-vein disciples of the ancient league and ancient league matches the goal of sacrificing the soul."
"This is the task I gave to the Faceless People, who are responsible for finding qualified ones."
"Of course, in fact, most of them didn't et the requirents after the test, so they died naturally."
"So, they have beco tablets, and they are stored there. It can be regarded as a morial for them. After all, they have contributed to the resurrection of Hao Xuan. It is worthy of an unnad tablet incense!"
The cruel facts Pan'er spit out instantly solved the truth in Ye Wuque's heart about the naless tablet in the sacrificial hall!
Ye Wuque rembered clearly that the unnad tablets there were densely packed, hardly knowing how many there were.
In other words, during the long years, I don't know how many of the Nine-Maid disciples of the Ancient League were secretly captured by the Faceless Organization, conducted brutal and inhumane experints, and killed all those who did not comply.
What a cruel truth is this?
So many disciples of the Ancient League, all died of unfavorable lives!
But at this mont, Ye Wuque had no ti to get angry, because his eyes had already looked at the twelve beams of light falling down, and finally there was a hint of trembling that could not be hidden in his eyes!
Because in these twelve beams of light, there is a figure floating in each!
At this mont, Pan'er's voice continued to sound.
"However, the emperor pays off. The accumulation in the long years has finally allowed to gather the twelve primordial souls that et the requirents..."
"Even just in case, I used to help them secretly when they were weak, helping them grow and beco stronger. So of their developnts even exceeded my expectations, but I still cant escape. The palm of my hand."
"In the end, I treated them all in different ways..."
"By the way, there should be a lot of acquaintances you know..."
Pan'er's voice at this mont is like a demon infiltrating people.
Ye Wuque stared at the twelve beams of light intently!
He saw a familiar figure in the first beam of light...
The spirit of luck! !
It was the spirit of luck who was responsible for presiding in the supre event and gave Ye Wuque a lot of help!
And in the second to eighth beams of light, there stood the sa existence as the spirit of luck, leaving only the other seven figures imprinted by the soul.
These eight figures are well-known in the history of the Ancient League... the eight spirits of luck! !
But when Ye Wuque looked at the figure in the ninth beam of light, his eyes narrowed again!
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