Wu Ming had already let go, he followed the instructions of the voice, and after he relaxed, he was surprised to find that he actually saw himself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It wasn't that he saw himself in the mirror, nor did he see his own shadow, his soul was out of his body, and at this moment, looking at his own body, he was standing there, his eyes were blurred, and there were no masters.

The shock is just beginning.

Then, a trace of crimson blood flowed out of his seven orifices, suspended all around.

As the essence and blood separated from his body, Wu Ming found that his flesh had become pale and had dried up a lot.

Drops of blood are suspended in the air, like crystal clear gems.

Next, it was even more unbelievable, the tendons and veins in Wu Ming's body were also separated from the body, and the tendons were incomparably subtle, as many as cow's hair, and as slender as hair.

"Damn, you're going to demolish me, stop me." Seeing himself being decomposed, Wu Ming yelled angrily, but it had no effect.

Next, the internal organs, hair, and flesh are broken down one by one.

Wu Ming looked at his body, now it was like a stall selling meat, a pile here, a piece there, he really felt like crying, and in an instant, he seemed to see the stall selling pork in the vegetable market.

Pork, pig bones, pig sewer, pig head, pig blood, pig offal.

"Brother, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, why did you fall in love with me? If you're going to sell pork, you'll have to save a lot of trouble by relying on your skills, don't torture me. Wu Ming chattered like a chatterbox.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a burst of demonic chanting from inside the room.

Wu Ming found that right next to his skeleton, some strange runes slowly appeared.

The chanting lasted for half a cup of tea, and countless strange runes in pitch black had already tightly wrapped the skeleton.

"Bone shaping."

With a thunderous roar, Wu Ming was stunned.

Look at it again, those strange black runes are actually attached to the skeleton, and the original white skeleton seems to be crawling with ants, which is extremely weird.

"Forging tendons."

There was another sound, and then those tendons, in the diffuse black air, completely turned purple and black, and faintly, each tendon seemed to be entangled with magic light.

"Refining blood."

Almost at the same time, the blood boiled, turning from red to black and then to purple.

Wu Ming was completely stunned, he had changed from a chatter to a dumb man, just watching quietly.

"Cast."

In the end, this body began to reunite, and when Wu Ming saw that he was unscathed again, he exhaled a long breath, and, from the appearance, it seemed that there was no obvious change from before, and it seemed that he was still a little handsome, especially those eyes, which were dark with a little strange purple.

This, that's what the voice said, Heavenly Demon Overlord? It's so domineering...... I just don't know what the effect is.

When Wu Ming was sighing, suddenly, an irresistible suction force came, sucking him directly into that body, and he also fell into a coma.

I don't know how long I was in a coma, when Wu Ming woke up slowly, recalling that scene, it was simply a nightmare, at this time, the old voice sounded again, and the tone was quite proud: "Tsk, yes, it's perfect, it's a masterpiece, I'm afraid that this body has surpassed the original seat, or rather, the original you." ”

Wu Ming sighed and said helplessly: "Gotta got, don't worry about you, me, me, it's awkward to hear." I said dude, this time I really convinced you, from now on, I will be a demon with demon blood in my bones, congratulations on getting your wish. ”

After speaking, Wu Ming slapped his palms on the ground, wanting to stand up with his strength.

Bang, click!

There was a sudden sound of a boulder breaking

These hands slapped on the bluestone ground, and the bluestone, which was a foot thick, was shocked and full of cracks, and the force of the shock bounced Wu Ming up a foot high, and the center of gravity was unstable and lay directly on the ground.

Getting up again and looking at the cracked bluestone ground, Wu Ming was stupid.

Trembling and raising his hands, Wu Ming was so excited that he wanted to cry.

"I, ****, is this still my hand? This strength is enough to 500 catties. ”

You know, it's still a hand-to-hand shot.

"Cool, so cool."

"Hmph, the advantages of the Heavenly Demon Overlord are far more than that, you will gradually find out."

I have to say that Wu Ming likes this body a little, not only that, at this moment, he feels that his whole body is full of strength, and his five senses and six senses are much sharper than before.

Although Cang Tian bullied the young man to be poor, the young man also had Ling Yunzhi, he couldn't do it before, it was bad luck, and if he still can't do it now, it's his own problem.

At this moment, Wu Ming's heart was full of expectations.

Ma Yun Ma Yu? Liu Jun evil? Hehe, I, Wu Ming, want you to know how powerful.

After a few breaths, Wu Ming asked, "Brother, remember you said, what other self-created god-killing demon skills do you have?" Hehe, do you pass it on to me too? ”

"It's already engraved in your bone marrow, when you practice, you only need a little traction, and the god-killing demon skill will run on its own, tsk, hehehehe, you will have a surprise."

Ruthless enough, desperate enough, in this way, he saved a lot of trouble, but Wu Ming found that the last laugh of the voice was so strange, as if there was some hidden conspiracy.

After that, Wu Ming said anything more, but he never heard the voice again.

What are you waiting for, cultivating.

Wu Ming thought about it, he first carefully checked his body, it was a little very strange, in his dantian, there was a purple ball, the size of an egg, showing a translucent state.

After studying for a while, he didn't seem to find anything, so he simply ignored it for the time being, he meditated cross-legged, the six gods were one, and soon entered a state of meditation, breathing and breathing, and after a hundred breaths, Wu Ming's body was itchy and unbearable, as if there were countless insects drilling into his body.

Could it be that spiritual power?

This is what Wu Xiu said, spiritual power?

The subtle air flow poured into his body along the veins around Wu Ming's body, and after passing through the runes on the bones, it completely turned black, and finally, all of them were injected into the purple ball in his dantian.

Hiss......, it's strange, this purple ball is like a container, it can actually hold the magic element that I absorb and transform, the problem is, the volume of the ball is limited, if it is full, doesn't it mean that my cultivation will also stagnate?

Don't worry about it for now, continue to cultivate.

It wasn't until the early morning of the second day that Wu Ming woke up leisurely.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Wu Ming was frightened, and he finally understood why that strange voice was smiling so coldly when talking about the Killing God and Demon Skills.

As a subordinate, the hut where Wu Ming lived was cold and damp, and cockroaches and rats were naturally everywhere.

Right now, the sunlight was shining through the broken windows, and the ground was literally littered with corpses.

There are disgusting cockroaches, shriveled rats, and even poisonous insects such as centipede spiders.

As far as the eye can see, dense and ubiquitous.

I used to live quite comfortably, but I didn't expect to have so many neighbors.

"****, what a wicked demonic skill, these snakes, insects, rats and ants, are they all sucked dry by my god-killing demon skill? I've also heard of some demon masters, compared to me, it's just a drizzle, God, you made me the number one demon king in the world. ”

It was really a little disgusting, Wu Ming rushed out of the hut, and suddenly, he was dumbfounded again.

The small yard, which was originally overgrown with weeds, withered overnight, and all the plants withered, and at a glance it was all yellow, and there was no green at all.

"I, I, I rely on ...... Haven't I become a pest? I ......, I'm in trouble, I don't know how big the scope is, and I don't know what will happen to the people who are within the effective range of the God Slaying Demon Skill? Wu Ming hurriedly rushed out of the courtyard, fortunately, it was just his dilapidated courtyard.

Hurriedly returning to the courtyard, Wu Ming was secretly frightened: "It seems that the Killing God and Demon Skill is cultivated by absorbing all life, and presumably the effective range and speed must be related to my realm." ”

At the moment, the range should be three zhang, as for the speed, Wu Ming observed the purple ball in the dantian and found that it had been filled with one-third of the black magic element.

"Hey, it's fast, what happens if it's full?"

For three years, Wu Ming was most looking forward to hearing that voice at this moment, but no matter how he greeted him, that old voice just didn't appear.

Helpless, Wu Ming had to explore by himself, so he left Honglan Wufu directly, went out of Xuandu City, and entered the mountains.

Standing in the mountains, Wu Ming looked at the lush vegetation, ecstatic, did not delay, directly began to cultivate, sucked up here and then changed places, all in all, everywhere he went, not a single grass grows, all life withered, whether it is grass or insects, they were all sucked dry by the god killing demon skill, and transformed into a demon yuan and injected into the purple ball.

In this way, another day and night passed in a hurry, and in the early morning of the next day, Wu Ming finally filled the purple ball in the dantian with the magic yuan, at this moment, he was still meditating on his knees, and the radius of three zhang was full of rolling demonic energy, like a raging wave.

There was a burst of swelling pain from the dantian, Wu Ming gritted his teeth and stiffened, he could clearly find that the purple ball could no longer continue to absorb the magic element, but if there was no change in the slightest, could it be that this was the result?

No, it is absolutely impossible, Wu Ming will never believe that this is the end of the god-killing demon skill.

So, Wu Ming held on for another half an hour, and suddenly, he yelled.

"Ah......h

In an instant, the demonic qi shot out from Wu Ming's body, and a wave of demonic qi centered on the position where he was meditating spread in all directions for more than ten zhang away, and everywhere he passed, it was a mess.

After the roar, Wu Ming also fainted.

When Wu Ming woke up again, it was already three poles in the morning.

"I, what's wrong with me?" Puzzled in his heart, Wu Ming hurriedly observed the purple ball in the dantian, but found that the purple ball was empty at the moment, but the purple of the ball seemed to be darker.

At this moment, Wu Ming was shocked to find that the world in front of him had changed.

A line of geese flew in the air, at least a thousand feet high, but he clearly saw that the leading wild goose was holding a straw in his mouth.

Five hundred meters away, in the grass, two crickets were fighting, so clear.

"Me, my eyes?"

At this moment, the voice that had not been seen for a long time sounded again, and this time, even the voice had a taste of surprise: "Boy, there is you, when Lao Tzu practiced the Killing God and Demon Skill, he only cultivated the Purple Soul Demon Pupil when he was refining demons in the third turn, but I didn't expect that you would do it as soon as you turned to refine demons." ”

Hearing the familiar voice, Wu Ming, who was confused, seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

"Dude, boss, senior, please don't torture me, what the hell is going on, what is the Purple Soul Demon Pupil, what kind of mess is this?"

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