章節 2817: Death?

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After being weakened by the Purple Emperor Bell, the remaining power entered Jian Wushuang's sea of consciousness and was blocked by the exquisite pagoda.

The defense ability of the exquisite pagoda against Jian Wushuang's soul was more than ten times stronger than the Purple Emperor Bell.

The impact of the soul power on the exquisite pagoda was like a drop of water dropping into the sea, without causing too much of a ripple.

Even if the soul power continued to attack, the exquisite pagoda could easily withstand it.

"Is this the extent of the soul test?" Jian Wushuang muttered, but his expression suddenly changed, "No, it's not that simple. The soul power is getting stronger. Yes, the crazy soul power is getting stronger!"

Jian Wushuang had already sensed it.

As time passed, the spiritual power was getting stronger and stronger.