Volume 9 The first time I entered the demon realm

Chapter 1302: Garden of Fallen Spirits (27)

The Fusang Thunder Sword has already been refined, and at this time, it is used as a natal magic weapon and then refined, and it is naturally familiar with the road, and a trace of thunder and lightning can't stop beating on the surface, and the sword body has become more and more crystal clear in the infant fire.

An hour later, the little face of the Holy Infant showed a little tiredness, although it was promoted to the late stage, but this consumption was also very great, and the twisted long sword faintly made a "buzzing" sound, and as soon as the green flame was closed, as the black shadow flickered, the Holy Infant disappeared, and Yao Ze, who had been sitting still, opened his eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, with a flip of his left hand, the dark beast bones rose, and a low groan in his mouth followed, and runes floated out from his lips, flashing with various different lights, surging towards the sword body.

The thunder and lightning of "Zizi" couldn't stop beating, and the originally dazzling Fusang Thunder Sword was wrapped in countless runes, and it seemed to be draped in a gorgeous shirt, which was extremely strange.

This process lasted for about half an hour, the chanting did not stop, and he was single-minded, the majestic divine consciousness surged out, directly wrapped the sword body, the space fluctuated for a while, and the jumping thunder and lightning seemed to be guided by an invisible hand, rotating on it, if you look closely, you will find that these thunderbolts slowly form a mysterious rune of different sizes, towards the sword body and fall.

......

Fusang Lei Jian floated quietly in front of him, the tiredness on Yao Ze's face could not be concealed, but there was a satisfied look in his eyes, after a day of sacrifice, the connection with this treasure was more intimate, and it felt like his own arm, doing whatever he wanted.

At this time, the sword body is still a little different from the original, there is an extra layer of uneven strange rune patterns on the surface, and the divine sense can clearly see through the surface that in the sword body, there are countless golden runes the size of rice grains out of thin air, and these golden runes can't help swimming inside, like cheerful little fish.

With a tap of his right hand, the Fusang Thunder Sword trembled, turned into a golden light, and disappeared into his mouth in a blink of an eye.

The natal magic weapon needs to be cultivated slowly, the longer the time, the more powerful it becomes, and how far it can grow in the future depends on one's cultivation realm.

This time of sacrifice, whether it is true yuan or divine sense, it is a great consumption, he has no pills to take, the sleeves of his robe waved, dozens of black shadows did not enter the surroundings, as bursts of black mist rose, he also held a piece of high-grade holy jade in each hand, his expression was calm, and he began to recover.

In Chen Yun's storage ring, he got more high-grade holy jade than the sinister woman before, every other pillar of incense, the holy jade around him had to be replaced, and after a day, he became radiant again, looking at the piles of green ash around him, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If you rely on the Holy Jade to cultivate, no matter how big the family is, you will be devastated!

Feeling the majestic true yuan in his body, he nodded with satisfaction, he didn't pause, with a move of his left hand, the tiger spirit shield in front of him floated to the front, and soon there was a low groan in this space......

An hour later, a palm-sized talisman appeared in Yao Ze's hand, countless dense runes crisscrossed and criss-crossed, and a scheming aura emanated from the talisman.

He looked at this talisman, his brows furrowed, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart for no reason.

The Great Demon Monk will also avoid it for the time being!

Such a powerful spell is not a nether thing at all, how can it appear in the hands of a woman in the middle of the demon general's life? Unless this woman's background is extremely extraordinary......

After a moment of silence, his gaze soon became resolute, no matter who the woman was, he couldn't let her kill!

As soon as the left hand was thrown, the object floated in front of him, and his hands were raised at the same time, and his ten fingers were dotted, like rain hitting plantains, and the magic tricks of different colors flew from his fingertips and went towards the charm wrap.

The purple spells swirled leisurely in the air, and as soon as those spells approached, they seemed to encounter an invisible barrier and slid away to the sides.

Seeing this scene, Yao Ze's hands did not pause, and his majestic divine sense was like a huge net, tightly binding the spell, and many magic tricks that were constantly circling and flying around surged up......

This space is extremely quiet, waiting for that talisman to be like a purple*, dancing around his body, Yao Ze showed a satisfied look on his face, with this "talisman", he can give himself a kind of security before he recovers to the Great Demon General's cultivation.

Refining two powerful treasures in a row, Yao Ze was also inexplicably excited in his heart, and the quiet environment here was also extremely satisfied, and the regret of being photogenic was slowly released from his heart, and a dark blue ashlar appeared on the altar in front of him out of thin air.

In the middle of the blue stone, a strange flower is rooted on it, this flower is like a basin, on which are lined with eight oily black shiny petals, the whole body is as crystal clear as agate, and the luster is attractive.

As soon as this flower was taken out, the whole space was filled with a strange fragrance, but the fragrance also contained a trace of blood, which was very strange.

Yao Ze's eyes lit up, staring at this strange black flower, the corners of his mouth raised, and he looked very excited.

This flower was exactly what he got at the bottom of the waterhole in Xingyue Peak, and because of the killing of the black refining python, he was targeted by the old man of the great demon general, and was inexplicably added to the black Maha.

In the "Sacred Realm Story", he didn't find out the origin of this flower, but this strange fragrance is a rich poisonous gas, and he has to use the help of this flower to cultivate the "Mysterious Poison True Scripture".

He already had a plan for these, and he had never had the opportunity to retreat, and the "Mysterious Poison True Scripture" had only broken through the third layer by himself so far, and this was still asking for the "help" of the previous Dryad, and now he was ready to use the strangeness of this flower to cultivate the "Mysterious Poison True Scripture"!

Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to swallow these petals directly, in the lake below Xingyue Peak, the entire lake water had turned into "poisonous water" because of it, which showed that its toxicity was by no means ordinary, and his own cultivation also needed to be gradual and gradual.

With a plan, he didn't hesitate, the sleeves of his robe waved continuously in all directions, dozens of materials of different colors were arranged, and then his left hand pinched the trick, his right hand was slightly raised, and he was drawn in front of him, and after a few breaths, the space above the altar fluctuated a little.

After the time of a pillar of incense had passed, he put away his gesture with satisfaction, and an invisible curtain of light had already wrapped the entire altar, and he and the blue stone were surrounded in the middle, and bursts of strange fragrance began to penetrate into his body along the pores.

The years of cultivation were boring and boring, but this space was surprisingly quiet, his eyes were closed, his brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes stretched, and more often there was no surprise or joy, like a dry well without waves......

In the blink of an eye, more than three years passed in a hurry, and the closed eyes finally opened slowly, and his face was a little dazed at first, and he looked around, and soon his eyes returned to clarity.

He looked at the strange black flower in front of him, and his face showed a trace of regret, after being in retreat for so long, the "Mysterious Poison True Sutra" had not yet broken through to the fourth layer, and he had a vague feeling half a year ago, but it was always a little bit worse, it seems that cultivation should not be done behind closed doors and blindly cultivate.

Originally, he still had some things to do, the last two styles of the "True Martial Arts Three Styles", as well as the "Ancestral Dragon Anger", witchcraft, etc., all need time to slowly comprehend, it seems that the time is really not enough!

When I was in the cultivation realm, the general doubtful deduction was done by the two of them in black and the bald clone, and I didn't need to retreat all year round, if only I could bring the two of them with me......

His heart moved, thinking so, and soon he smiled dumbly, he hadn't seen the gate of the fairy world yet, how could he go back?

With the wave of the sleeves of his robe, the dark blue ashlar disappeared out of thin air, he stood up, and entered this space for more than seven years, he should have found a way to get out, Songzi They should have come back from the camera a long time ago, maybe this woman has been promoted to the Great Demon General, and he needs to call her "Adult" again......

The space was still empty, and his gaze fell on the altar, and if he wanted to leave, he had to start from here.

The altar is engraved with all kinds of strange symbols, among which there are many people, demon races, although it is only a few simple strokes, but it looks very expressive, especially there are several tall human appearances on it, the depiction is particularly clear, standing there like a giant standing on the top of the sky, even the arrogant look on his face is about to come out.

He turned around with great interest, looked at the giants, raised his eyebrows, and found something strange, the altar was eight feet and one foot in a circle, and every nine feet there was a giant depicted, and at the same time the nine giants actually made different gestures.

The fingers of these giants are all feet long, and it is clear that there are some elaborate gestures, such as the index fingers of both hands are raised, and each middle finger is placed on the index finger, which is entwined, while the thumb is bent and the other two fingers are bent.

There are also simpler ones, where one of the giants has his index finger together, and the others are all together, and even one giant simply puts his index finger and thumb in a circle.

These patterns in the Great Yan Kingdom, the Qingyang master who taught himself once explained in detail, since ancient times, the "Nine Secret True Solution", lay Buddhism and Taoism are highly respected, often practiced, have the effect of prolonging life and sensing crisis. Now he still remembers that Master Qingyang taught himself that these nine dense handprints, imaginary paintings of four vertical and five horizontal, were unfolded, and more than a dozen soldiers could not get close.

Although Master Qingyang is proficient in eighteen weapons, he is a mortal, how can these worldly things be engraved on the altar in front of him?

Yao Ze looked at it carefully with curiosity on his face, his hands were shown by the giant, his fingers couldn't help beating, and all kinds of handprints flipped out, and after a while, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

These handprints were already familiar to me when I was in the Great Yan Kingdom, and there was nothing mysterious in thinking about them.

However, he was soon stunned, and when he unconsciously formed a handprint with the giant, there was a faint heat between the meridians, and the true yuan automatically flowed, as if he was urging a kind of exercise method......

Just how is this possible?

Immediately he stood solemnly, his hands changed, starting from the first secret, the ten fingers seemed to be curved and straight, after more than a dozen breaths, until the left hand of the ninth secret was clenched into a fist, and the right hand wrapped the left hand, like a treasure bottle, and in the meridians around the body, a warm current flowed out of the space in the body, just returning to the body of the Holy Child.

All of this was clearly seen by his split soul, and when the true yuan in his body flowed, the golden ancient character on the chest of the Holy Child kept flickering.

All because of it!?

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