Chapter: 1916

Ning Qi was dumbfounded by this divine appearance.

"Change, Transformers?"

Ning Qi muttered to himself.

The soul of the old man Jin is indeed very similar to the Transformers in Ning Qi's memory. Whether it is the arms or the breastplate, they are all squares with full edges and corners and a metallic atmosphere!

"Transformers? What kind of soul is this?"

Seeing Ning Qi's dull expression, the old man Jin suddenly showed a hint of ecstasy.

From the looks of it, his soul level shouldn't be low.

"Senior Jin, your soul is probably formed by thinking day and night. It is a human-shaped soul and ranks ninth."

Ning Qi interrupted old man Jin's fantasy without hesitation.

"What! Impossible! How can my spirit be so ordinary? Look, whose human spirit looks like this?"

The old man Jin was spitting and flying, and said excitedly.

"That's the truth, you'd better accept it."

Ning Qi comforted.

"Hmph, is there any way to improve the rank of the soul?"

Old man Jin finally stopped being entangled.

"It is reasonable to say that the grade of the soul can be improved by using some natural and earthly treasures in the acquired world. However, I have a good suggestion. According to the method below, it may be possible to improve the grade of the soul."

Ning Qi had an idea, smiled slightly, and said.

"What method, tell me."

Old man Jin stroked his beard.

"I found out that the spirit condensed by each person is different, but in essence, if the spirit is considered a tall building, then the body itself is the foundation. If the foundation is well laid, the spirit will be strong."

Ning Qi said.

"Nonsense, say something useful."

Old man Jin frowned.

"If senior suddenly possesses the blood of a certain ancient monster race, will the strength of senior be greatly improved, and perhaps the quality of the soul can also be changed because of this."

Ning Qi smiled.

"...I understand what you're saying, but where do you tell me to find the blood of the ancient demon race? Even if I find it, I can't condense it into my body!"

The old man Jin rolled his eyes, and halfway through speaking, suddenly, his face changed slightly, and he stared at Ning Qi: "Stinky boy, do you have a solution?"

"Of course I have a way, otherwise what would I say?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Quick! Tell me what you can do!"