Looking at the dry stone in front of him, Xiu Ling's eyes showed a thoughtful look, but there were very few people who could notice the dark color of Xiu Ling.

The sound of subtle footsteps quietly came out on the quiet platform, and the figure of the young Qing Xiu took steps, approaching the huge dry stone standing in the center of the platform at an unhurried speed, in the stunned gaze.

"This guy..."

Many people's brows are furrowed at this moment, it is not that no one here is trying to get close to the dry stone, after all, the closer they get to the dry stone, the more dry power they absorb, which is also of great benefit to their cultivation of the "dry technique", but I think about it, but in the end, the person who can do this has not appeared, even if it is now the four major disciples of the Qiandian, at most they can only be fifty zhang away from the dry stone, if they go deeper, their bodies will also be eroded by that kind of domineering dry force, and then withered.

Even the four great disciples of the Great Sect are like this, let alone cultivating the spirit?

However, although many people have some doubts about the reckless behavior of spiritual cultivation in their hearts, they surprisingly did not dissuade them again, and the terrifying results of the baptism of the breath of silence made everyone in the Deqian Hall dare not regard the spiritual cultivation in front of them as ordinary disciples.

And under the gaze of those eyes, the figure of the cultivator also began to get closer and closer to the dry stone.

buzzing

As he gradually approached, the cultivator also began to perceive the terrifying fluctuations that were coming, and the dry power that permeated here was dozens of times stronger than that of a hundred zhang away.

The dry force that permeated the air penetrated into the body of the cultivator, and under this erosion, the clothes on the body of the cultivator also quickly began to fade, and finally began to show signs of silence, as if cursed by the darkness.

"What a domineering force..."

Xiu Ling stretched out his palm, and the skin on his palm also became much duller at this moment, and immediately his eyes were also crossed with a touch of surprise, this so-called dry power seemed to be able to decompose and wither anything, including that spiritual power......

If you are an ordinary person, you will inevitably feel extremely tricky when you encounter this kind of domineering ability, but for spiritual cultivation, it is not too difficult to solve the problem, and it even arouses the strong curiosity of spiritual cultivation.

"I don't know what will happen when the Demon God Source Force encounters this strength of dry power. ”

A gentle voice sounded from the heart of the cultivator, and then, a trace of the demon god's source power that the cultivator could mobilize began to quietly spread from his body.

Snort

The source power of the demon god quickly wrapped around the dry power that invaded the body of the cultivator, and then without the slightest hesitation, as if he had seen something delicious, he swallowed it violently in one bite.

And in the devouring room, there was a faint sound coming out of the spiritual cultivator's body, and that feeling was like being devoured by a silkworm when the leaves were devoured......

The dry palm of the cultivator quietly replied at this moment, and the dry power that had invaded his body had been completely resolved by the devouring power.

"Hey......

Feeling the situation in his body, a smile also appeared on his face, and he twisted his neck slightly, and suddenly accelerated his pace under the stunned gaze of many people.

"It's all right..."

"How so? Won't those forces work for him?"

Looking at the appearance of Xiu Ling's steps, some shocks suddenly erupted around him, and everyone was surprised, they really couldn't believe that Xiu Ling could resist that kind of majestic and terrifying dry force......

In front of the stone monument under the platform, the white-robed old man's pupilless eyes quietly looked in the direction of spiritual cultivation, and the wrinkled old face did not move, but the dry hands holding the broom were unconsciously and quietly clenched.

"Buzz"

Under the acceleration of the pace of spiritual cultivation, in just a few seconds, he rushed into the range of ten zhang of dry stones, and the dry power that permeated here has reached a rather terrifying level, even the ground is withered and cracked because of the erosion of this dry force, and the soles of the spiritual cultivation feet stepped on it, and it actually sank, revealing the lime on the ground.

And after stepping into the range of ten zhang of the dry stone, the cultivator finally began to perceive the huge pressure, if it weren't for the demon god source power in his body running all the time, he would probably have been eroded by that dry force now...... And this also made Xiu Ling understand one thing, that is, this Qianli did have a relationship with his own demon god source power that he didn't know yet, and even made Xiu Ling have a thought that made him feel a little unbelievable......

The cultivator recalled the cultivation method of the dry recipe again in his heart, and immediately took a deep breath, and the mysterious and obscure cultivation formulas also flowed through his heart.

Snort

As the cultivation mantra flowed through his heart, the cultivator suddenly found that this trick and his own Divine Void Forbidden Method seemed to be very similar, and even made the cultivator feel that this trick was not a part of the Divine Void Forbidden Method, and as the cultivation method was operational, which was extremely simple for him, those extremely powerful dry forces suddenly seemed to be attracted by something extremely powerful, and quickly drilled into the spiritual cultivator's body.

After these spiritual cultivators entered the body of spiritual cultivation, they did not have any chance to make trouble, that is, they were surged and controlled by the more domineering and fierce demon god source power, and even some of the demon god source forces that the cultivators could not control at all now also rushed out, and together with some of the demon god source forces that the cultivators could grasp, they firmly controlled these dry forces, and then pressed this trace of dry power to converge on the spiritual beads in the spiritual cultivation dantian. ...,

If an ordinary person cultivates the dry technique, no matter how strong the body is, then there must be a period of adaptation time before he dares to inhale the dry power into the body and gradually condense into the dry power seed.

But this cumbersome step, for the cultivation of the spirit can obviously be directly dispensed with, although the dry force is domineering, but the demon god source force is more domineering than it, with the suppression of the demon god source force, these dry forces, for the cultivation of the soul is obviously not a threat, and because of the mysterious connection between this dry force and the demon god source force, as well as the same cultivation method of the dry trick and the divine forbidden method, the absorption and refining of this dry force is so simple that the cultivation of the spirit itself feels very surprised.

The black dry power, along with the obscure cultivation mantras, poured into the spiritual cultivation body in a steady stream, and in its dantian, the black air flow gradually condensed, but it was far from reaching the level of condensing into the seed of dry power.

"It's too slow..."

Spiritual cultivation frowned slightly, and said that if other disciples heard it, it would definitely be enough for a mouthful of old blood to spurt out, when they first cultivated the dry technique, it would have taken a full day or two before they succeeded in condensing a trace of dry power, and now the speed of spiritual cultivation can be called a pervert, he is not satisfied......

Of course, Xiu Ling didn't have the heart to pay attention to what others would think, he just wanted to become stronger, strong enough that he didn't have to continue to hang his head slightly the next time he faced a difficult situation, and now that he had this opportunity to become stronger, he naturally wouldn't give up.

Therefore, when these words fell, Xiu Ling directly stepped forward again under the frightened gaze of many Qiandian disciples not far away.

And with the pace of spiritual cultivation taken again, those disciples around the platform, even if they gasped, this guy, could it be that he couldn't cultivate by sticking to the dry stone? Doesn't he know that within ten zhang of the dry stone, the intensity of the dry power will increase many times with each step?

The white-robed old man's slightly lowered hands also shook slightly at this moment, and there seemed to be a ray of light passing through his dark eyes.

Under the gaze of those gazes, the cultivator stepped out step by step, and he could feel the sudden terrifying pressure around him, and immediately the faint white light and black light also lingered outside his body.

One-step... Two steps... Five Steps... Nine Steps...

When the last step of spiritual cultivation was taken, everyone's eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

And in that one line of incredulous gaze, Xiu Ling slowly raised his arm at a rather slow speed, and then lightly pointed on the dry stone.

The slender fingers of the cultivator fell on the dry stone, and a rough grinding feeling came from the fingertips with a trace of coldness, and in the next moment, a huge and indescribable terrible fluctuation, like a volcano, suddenly erupted from the dry stone, and finally rushed into the cultivator's body.

The cultivator's body also trembled violently at this moment, and even the bones made a slight clicking sound, a dark color spread along his fingers towards his arm at an astonishing speed.

Click

That dark color spread extremely quickly, and in just a few seconds, it affected the whole body of the cultivator, and even his face showed some signs of cracking at this moment, like a broken stone statue.

When the surrounding Qiandian disciples saw this scene, their faces suddenly changed drastically, this guy finally tasted the consequences of recklessness, is he really the dry power contained in the dry stone that anyone can bear?

"I still can't bear it..."

The white-robed old man in front of the stone tablet, his already wrinkled face was wrinkled deeper at the moment, his thin palm was slightly clenched, and after a while, he finally shook his head, and then stepped out, ready to make a move.

"Senior... The disciple can still persevere..."

However, at the moment when he had just stepped out, a subtle voice, carried by a trace of divine power, came quietly, and finally fell into the ears of the white-robed old man.

The white-robed old man was stunned for a moment, and then slowly retracted his steps, his dark eyes looked at the young figure touching the dry stone in the distance, and an inexplicable color seemed to appear on his old face.

This young man... It's really similar to that guy back then...

Buzzing!

The almost majestic black energy, like a tide, surged frantically towards the spiritual cultivator's body, and everywhere it passed, even the meridians were faintly showing signs of cracking, and the destructive power of these dry forces was obviously quite terrifying.

And Xiu Ling was obviously aware of this, and his eyes immediately became more and more solemn, although he was not afraid of this kind of domineering dry power by relying on the source power of the demon god in his body, but it was always right to be careful...... Besides, most of them are those demon god source forces that they can't control yet, if these demon god source forces suddenly don't help themselves, then they're stupid, so you still have to be careful......