The five meridians operate at the same time, even if you don't have to worry about the conflict with each other, the consumption of divine consciousness is amazing, even if you don't need to deliberately sense the Xuan Qi outside the body, just condensing five golden pills is not so easy, and you have to always grasp the limit of the demon body's bearing.

Such a crazy sacrifice made Lang Yu once again realize the power of Jin Peng's wings, the emperor's natal magic weapon, of course, with Lang Yu's cultivation, it could not be activated to the limit, so at this time, it became a reservoir for regulating Xuan Qi, flashing to ensure the safety of the demon body.

One cultivation is five days, and after five days in the Demon Sealing Tower, the five golden pills have been cultivated to the late stage of the Divine Yuan. Although it will be more difficult to get to the end, it will not be a problem to refine to the Yuanying realm in at least three months.

The outlook is good.

On the sixth day, Lang Yu's gesture moved, not to destroy the magic technique, but to stop, five days of crazy absorption and refining, so that the spirit was tired, and it was necessary to rest.

In half a day, Langyu only rested for half an hour, and the five meridians were running rapidly again.

He tried the "Thunder Transformation Technique", but decisively gave up, there was no Thunder Xuan Qi in the Demon Sealing Tower, and it took a lot of energy to cultivate, and even if he wanted to cultivate the Five Qi Return, he would not need that Thunder Xuan Qi.

The five-colored pillar of light did not move, and the five elements of Xuan Qi, which was as rich as water, smashed the meridians with a whining sound, and a multicolored nebula was formed in the gradually expanding dantian, in which five golden pills rotated and tumbled.

It is not so easy to re-condense the pill and expand the dantian, but for a demon body that does not have the conflict of Xuan Qi and the divine consciousness that refines the five elements of Yuan Light, although it is tense, it is also easy.

The quiet Lang Yu seemed to be petrified and submerged in the space of the five-color pillar of light, and the treasure body was slightly glowing, stealing the energy of the Sealing Demon Tower through the soul connection of the Sky Wolf Knife.

Another five days passed in the accelerated time of the pagoda, and just as Lang Yu was gradually getting better, suddenly there was a buzz in the sea, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The rapidly spinning five-color vortex exploded.

Jin Peng's wings flicked away, and in the midst of the flying clothes, a bloody man grabbed the Sky Wolf Knife.

"—......Ahh

Lang Yu let out a miserable scream, and was enveloped by the purple light of the Sky Wolf Knife.

Unexpectedly, it went crazy, and it was so dangerous that it endangered his life. The blood lines all over the body soared, and the qi and blood were retrograde.

"Protector Array!"

Lang Yu's eyes were bloody, and he turned his head to look at the north. However, the meridians were seriously injured again, the golden pill was shattered again, and even the five-color yuan light in the sea of consciousness was dispersed, and Lang Yu had no strength to get up.

The danger of cultivation can be seen. It's just because the trace of soul blood in the Gu family's great array has been attacked.

With this blow, Lang Yu scolded his mother. The meridians and dantian are hit hard, it is better to kill them with one sword, although it is not as hateful as the three swords, but the taste of cracking is something that ordinary people can enjoy, and the demons can't do it!

Who did it?! If you don't repay this hatred, you can't share it!

This is definitely a pain in the skin, a thousand cuts, who would have thought that a little trace of divine thought would almost kill you?

Cultivators, both strong and fragile!

It's a pity that no matter who is attacking the Gu family's big array, Lang Yu can't do anything, not to mention that he can't get out of this tower, even if he goes out, such a broken golden pill can only sigh.

Looking at the direction of the ancient family for a long time, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't sense anything.

"Hum-poof!"

Suddenly, it was another blow, and even though Lang Yu was prepared, a mouthful of blood spurted out weakly.

There is a feeling called the end of the wind and candles, and there is a saying that it is called vulnerable.

A mouthful of blood spit out, and Lang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged, shook softly like a withered grass in the wind a few times, now, he just wanted to sleep. It would be great if you could be like a demon beast, advance in your sleep and recover in a sound mood!

That group of monsters, they will really enjoy it, but they have a long life, and there is no danger of being refined. But he is a human race, a holy lord, and at this time, facing the crisis of the Daochen realm, he has no right to sleep.

But what can he do if he doesn't sleep? Now he can't even run "Guiyuan Jue", and the golden pill that he has worked hard for more than ten days is broken.

If you repair it again, who knows what kind of situation you will encounter?

Burst!

There was another feeling of golden needles stirring in the sea of knowledge, and the blood in his abdomen surged, and a dizzy mouthful of blood spit out.

The Gu family is in danger.

The two ancestors, Gu Lei and the group of initiates back then, how could familiar faces not come to mind, the Lang family, the Bai family, and even the Gongsun Miao were all concerned. It's a pity that that trace of divine consciousness can't sense who is doing it.

More than a dozen attacks, which lasted for more than a day, Lang Yu paid more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood for the oath of the ancient clan, closed his eyes, and cut off the connection.

It's not that he missed the appointment, but he can't save it.

A message was sent to Ao Qianning, the ancestor of the East China Sea: "The ancient family is in danger, quickly dispatch ten demon emperors to save it." ”

"Ah, Holy Lord, does a mortal family need ten emperors, this treasure of the realm ......"

"Rest assured here, they can't take this tower. ”

Ao Qianning's voice hesitated for a while, and replied helplessly: "Yes." ”

Outside the secret place, Ao Jiuxiao quietly flew away with the nine emperors, and the blood connection between the emperors and Lang Yu was also broken. Only through the Heavenly Palace Order can you sense the breath of the Holy Lord.

Several of the great demons of the old ancestors looked at each other, and their divine senses were staring at the Hundred Immortal Array, but they had no way of knowing what was going on inside the Demon Sealing Tower.

In order to avoid losing his efforts again, Lang Yu cut off all the blood pill connections, and even the thunder dragon's and the guinea pig lifted the soul oath.

The Jiuyang lantern has fallen by a quarter, and Lang Yu has no chance to rebuild it again, and he has to change his plan......

Cultivate the technique of "Returning to the Yuan", and return the five qi to the source.

Judging from his previous five golden pills, the quality has reached the Venerable, and now that it has been broken, let's fight the five qi return to the yuan, which also belongs to the "Guiyuan Jue", this five qi return to the yuan of the Dan method, must be related to the five elements of the yuan light, as long as they can support the Yuan light energy of the sea, this magic tower they can't refine.

Is it difficult? How long will it take? Is it too late? I can only gamble. No one wants to try a third time.

Cutting off all connections, Lang Yu looked in the direction of the Gu family for a moment. Closing his eyes and breathing three breaths triggered the magic of returning to the five qi.

Chapter 14, Gas.

After the golden pill was shattered, it was re-transformed, and then the pure five elements of Xuan Qi were combined into a ten-colored rainbow that rotated forward and backward.

Langyu's previous flower pill, the mistake is that the solid fragments cannot be fused with each other, even if they are perfectly refined together, they will also go their own way, so they must be broken and turned into gas.

And the Qi of the Broken Pill is completely different from the Xuan Qi of the Qi refining period, different realms, how can the quality of its condensation be the same, and it also needs to be controlled by at least the Venerable Divine Thoughts. Otherwise, the fusion of the five qi would not be advanced but suicide.

With gestures, the fragments in the dantian slowly rotated, like meteors in slow motion, dragging up fan-shaped tails and decomposing under the divine consciousness.

After the fusion, I believe that Langyu is no stranger, and there are great similarities with the five dragons in the Five Dragons Wall back then. Finally, it is completely refined, forming black and red gas. Pisces into it, Yuan Guang is present. As for the long alchemy pill process, Lang Yu didn't think about it.

Sitting in the sea-like Xuan Qi, but he didn't dare to absorb it, all his divine thoughts were staring at the hundreds of fragments, and he regretted that he had a treasure mountain and was empty-handed. However, the unexpected situation forced this step, and it was helpless.

This account is going to be recorded on your head, if the ancient family loses, I will chase you to the true immortal realm!

Lang Yu is really angry, a gentleman is more important than a daughter, this is also the way. Breaking the dantian, breaking the golden pill, that is not as good as a person, although there is no complaint in death; breaking the promise and breaking the oath, is it a lone wolf, how can it stand between heaven and earth.

What a difficult choice it is to do but not to do it.

On the top of the Demon Sealing Tower, the six straight immortals shivered for no reason, looked at the high sky, and took a breath of cold air.

This was the power of the curse, but in the killing intent, he couldn't guess the reason for it.

Half a day later, he looked down at his feet: Boy, if you want to take revenge, you better survive first!

Refine!

The Apocalypse Gu family has really undergone great changes.

Above the secret land, the five Emperor Clan inheritors practiced for two days in a row, and with the power of heavenly thunder, they finally sealed the Sifang Pagoda into the chaotic stones, and the four ancestors left with gloomy faces.

Now that the five secret places are broken, no one is proud, and the ancient family that has lost the inheritance believes that Xiao Xiu is the master of Guiyuan, and many tribes have probed people, and several people are also suspicious, but they don't dare to admit it without the treasure of Guiyuan, and it is useless to admit it. Besides, the secret land of the five clans was broken, if he was the lord of the Yuan, how could he take people to fly to the Heavenly Palace.

Lang Yu's performance didn't seem to have anything to do with the secret land, but the person who was related didn't show up. Could it be that the secret place has broken the ban, and the Daochen Heavenly Change has not yet appeared?

Is that kid's inheritance real or fake, and where is it now? This thing can be found but not sought, they can only wait, if it is really not the right time, they can't find it.

The ancient family of the four clans only came to a definite conclusion, and the secret unsealing was not because a certain clan had violated their oath, but for another reason. Today's move is nothing more than not knowing when there will be a place to ask for the ancient family.

The four ancestors left, but no one would have thought that the nightmare of the Five Emperors family would start only a moment later. The Gu family had no chance to help them.

"Woo-hehehehehe!"

When Gu Qian was still staring at the direction where a few people had disappeared, a powerful divine thought like crying and laughing gushed out from the ground, and more than ten miles of secret land suddenly turned into a black valley.

"Poof!

The black stone seemed to leach out of a five-colored halo that seemed to burn, spreading from the direction of the top of the tower, and the cultivator of the non-ancient bloodline who was sitting on it spewed out a mouthful of black blood, and lost its vitality in a miserable snort.

"Ahh