's body was once again annihilated by the toxin.

These have extradimensional neurotoxins, which do cause a lot of trouble for.

In particular, these toxins seem to contain a kind of wisdom energy, which is an energy that can penetrate any realm of consciousness.

Even though the was already in the realm of the Enlightener, he was still eroded by this wisdom energy.

Fortunately, the comes from a deep distraction, and he himself has a certain main god intelligence structure. Only then did he not be harmed by the toxin, but the deep stinging sensation transmitted from his consciousness still caused him a lot of trouble.

The swung his arms continuously, instantly carving out a boundary void within the toxin.

Standing within the Realm, he could finally avoid the endless toxins. His silent expression, as well as his inky eyes, looked so lonely and cold against the extremely dark background.

Strictly speaking, are no longer void bodies now, but real four-element dao bodies. It's just that he is still in the process of condensing the Emperor's Evil, and the occasional flickering evil qi makes his physical body very blurred.

The pressed his finger to the center of his eyebrows, and immediately a trace of black smoke was forced out of his consciousness. Then a black flame burned in his palm, and it was completely incinerated completely, but the trace of black toxin was not afraid of the black fire.

The stared at the black smoke in his palm, curling invisibly.

Quick as a wink!

His pupils were bloody, and at this moment, his finger was on the center of his eyebrows, and a crystal circle of light oozed out, and then the various circles of light folded into each other, stacking each other into a crystal nucleus, an extremely complex crystal nucleus structure, making it look like a crystal clear crystal stone. It's just that its color is only purple, with a dark luster, which makes people feel a strong cold atmosphere at a glance.

Wisdom Body!

This is a small piece of ghostly intelligence that has been hidden in the depths of the's soul.

It has an extremely complex geometry inside, and no quaternary perspective can really see the exact location of those geometric gradients, especially under the refraction of various rays in the sky, which becomes more complicated and complicated.

The black ghost's inky eyes kept staring at the intelligent body in his hand, and it seemed that he was trapped in a kind of stasis of consciousness.

But soon he regained consciousness, and with a flick of the's palm, he threw the toxin into the wisdom.

As the flow of geometry changed, the trace of toxin geometry was engulfed.

As the toxin is engulfed by the sapient body, it also appears to show a kind of black line ripples, which looks weird, but is very beautiful.

It's just that in the face of, he doesn't have any appreciation for beauty. He just stared at the sapient body with cold, eager eyes, to find out if it had dissolved the slightest trace of the toxin.

The purple sapient body rotated for about a quarter of an hour, and finally the black ripples on the surface gradually disappeared, and then a little bit of the sapient body slowly grew from the mutilated side of the sapient body, but its color was not purple, but pure black.

Seeing this, the raised his head suddenly, his dark green eyes staring at the thick black toxin around him.

A slight sneer crossed his lips, and he reached out and grabbed it again. As his fingers came into contact with the toxins, a layer of black toxin crept up his arm.

When the pulled his arm back, he found that the toxin on the arm had covered a thick circle.

The shook his hands, and immediately unleashed his spiritual power to condense the toxins together, turning them into a black crystal ball, and as the black fire sprayed from his palm, it was refined little by little, and finally became a crystal clear wisdom geometry.

The casually threw it into the ghostly intelligence body, and as the two intelligence bodies merged, a new intelligence body grew on the side of the broken intelligence body.

Even didn't expect such a result.

So he continued to refine toxins to repair his broken wisdom body.

At the head of the Winged Demon Clan, the Winged Demon Clan Elder never dared to relax his vigilance, staring intently at the black toxin mass.

The Winged Demon Clan Elder knew very well that although the toxin had bound the ghost, it had not annihilated it.

With his knowledge of this ancient toxin, an ordinary Soul Enlightener would not be able to resist it.

In particular, this ancient toxin had been refined by the Chief Great Elder of their Winged Demon Clan, and its current strength was enough to kill any cultivator below the Earth Realm.

However!

Right now, this ghost creature was able to withstand their five waves of attacks. Now the Winged Demon Clan Elders are thinking about whether to launch a sixth wave of attacks, and now the toxin storage in the chariot is seriously insufficient, and if the last wave is launched, they can only return the chariot to the castle to replenish the toxin.

When the toxin in the sky gradually decreased again, revealing the terrifying ghost inside, the Winged Demon Clan Elder's gaze became even colder, he shook his hand, and slapped his palm on the huge chariot, and as the machine was stimulated, the entire chariot made a rumbling sound. A final wave of toxin fruits erupted, and as the smoke covered the void, the entire sky turned inky again.

The Winged Demon Clan Elder Twilight's eyes stared at the sky, and he didn't know if he was right to make a final fight. But now it was too late to regret everything, and he could only hope for the ancient toxin energy. After all, this is the last barrier of the Winged Demon Clan, and once it is also breached, then the Winged Demon Clan will lose the last ability to protect itself.

At that time, they will have no choice but to abandon the city and flee, leaving all the century-old inheritance in the hands of others.

The Winged Demon Clan Elder was naturally unwilling, not to mention that he couldn't explain to the Earth Ancestor if he did this.

At the thought of Di Zu, a hint of hope appeared on his originally desperate face.

As for this Earth Ancestor who only appeared a few years ago, the Winged Demon Clan Elder didn't know much, but his heart was full of awe for the Earth Ancestor cultivation.

He remembered very well that time, when he saw the scene where the Earth Ancestor easily vaporized a Cultivator Elder who had made a mistake.

That kind of cultivation can't be easily achieved even by enlightened people.

"Earth Ancestor, if your old mana is known, please come back quickly and save the Winged Demon Clan" The Winged Demon Clan Elder watched as the black toxins in the Heavenly Dome were rapidly decreasing, and his face was also full of terrifying expressions.

He really couldn't understand why this ancient toxin, which even the Soul Enlightener couldn't resist, was absorbed.

After being stunned for a moment, the Winged Demon Clan Elder immediately waved his hand and instructed his subordinates to push the chariot back to the castle.

And let the defending generals open the garrison array.

But all this has come to naught.

I saw that after the last toxin was sucked dry, a middle-aged man covered in black aura walked out of his face.

His eyes were like those of a hungry wolf in the night, with a bloodthirsty sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he stepped into the air and landed above the castle, he slowly stretched out his arms, and then let out a cry similar to a ghost roar from his mouth.

Whoosh!

Moment!

The sky is full of ghosts that are pressed by black pressure.

Under the leadership of the Hundred Ghost King, they rushed to the Winged Demon Castle.

At this moment, the Winged Demon Clan Elder sighed pale and said, "It's late, it's late, Earth Ancestor, your disciples are about to suffer a catastrophe."

A terrible cry, followed by the old eyes of the Winged Demon Clan Elder, rose one after another.

When he was faced with this horrific killing image, his whole person was ossified. He didn't know how to stop this, and he watched with a numb expression as the Winged Demon Clansmen were devoured one by one, and finally turned into dried corpses.

"If there is hell in the world, then there is... If there are evil ghosts in the ghosts, then they are life-seeking ghosts," the Winged Demon Clan elder muttered to himself, his rigid expression finally giving a hint of feedback.

The Winged Demon Elder didn't know if he was angry and crazy, and he actually looked up to the sky and laughed in the face of those brutal killing scenes in the entire castle.

"Dizu! Even if the disciple died, he would not watch the Winged Demon Clan be slaughtered" The Winged Demon Clan's face was filled with a look of pride at this time, and he stepped into the air, and a cyan aura appeared on his whole body.

Seeing this scene, the Winged Demon Clan had completely forgotten to escape, and Qi Shushu turned his gaze to the void, looking at the figure shrouded in blue light.

Feather Dafa!

A hoarse roar exploded throughout the void. Then a silver-white wing broke off from the body of the Winged Demon Clan Elder, and as the silver-white wings floated out, the Winged Demon Clan's elder's shoulders also spurted out a large amount of blood, and finally he was very pale and weak, and with a muffled snort, he took a step forward, and the whole person rushed into the brilliance of the two spirit feathers.

At this moment, his flesh and blood burned, turning into infinite energy to nourish the milky white wings, until it faded into a geometric spiral of pure energy and pure space, and then the wings spread out like two blades, slashing towards the nigger.

Elder!

I don't know who it was, first roared, and then tens of thousands of people in the castle greeted in unison, and at this time, almost every Winged Demon Clan knelt down in the dazzling light of the sky. Their eyes were filled with tears. But the silver teeth creaked in his mouth.

Rumble!

The trembled, and then the boundary space beside him actually cracked inch by inch, if he hadn't finally protected his body with the ghostly wisdom body, I am afraid that this material body that had just been refined would have been wiped out.

It's such a strong feather transformation method.

The had to admit that the strength of the feather energy just now had exceeded the limit value that his cultivation could resist.

If he hadn't just absorbed a large amount of toxin and turned into a sapient body, he wouldn't have been able to survive this blow.

The watched as the wings faded into the void, and his eyes became extremely condensed. He turned, staring at the other half of his wings left in the void.

As the silver-white energy arcs fell, the wings also began to float, and on them were faintly covered with a person's soul wisdom energy.

Therefore, this wing has also become different, its body has long since disappeared, leaving only a geometry similar to spatial energy, and it slowly approaches, and every time it gets closer, it will bring an extremely terrifying deterrent to the.

The didn't dare to hold it up again this time, and resisted it with his wisdom body, and as soon as his footsteps flickered, the person immediately flashed in the void, but when his body was about to slide into the realm, he found that the surrounding gradient had already been sealed, and now he could only stand in the gradient, waiting for a terrifying blow from the wings.

For the first time, the felt fear, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, slowly put the wisdom in his hand to his mouth, and then opened his mouth to swallow it in one gulp. Then, around the's body, a series of purple and black geometric spirals were formed.

Ghost Kick!

At this moment, the spread his arms, and the whole person became extremely unreal under the spiral of countless intelligent bodies.

Until his body transformed into a giant paw and trampled down from the void.

It was a very ghostly state, and no one knew if it was a substance or an illusion. In short, everyone present was truly aware of the existence of the huge paw.

It was approaching the white wings until the moment when the energies of the two sides met in the void.

The entire gradient vibrated at once, and then almost everyone had a brief pause in their thoughts.

It's not that time stops, it's that human thinking stops.

An inexplicable intelligent energy is passing over every human and living being on Earth, and finally rushing to a higher gradient.

This is perhaps the first time since the dawn of human life that the gradient of thought has been static.

It was also this brief moment of stillness in the wisdom dimension that made several old ghosts in the super plane interested in this earth gradient that they usually don't pay much attention to.

Shimizu Palace.

Inside a palace carved out of crystal.

Under the huge icicle, a pair of black eyes suddenly opened, his silver-white beard was windless, and his legs, which were almost linked to the icicles under his waist, suddenly ejected and stood up, and his feet stepped into the air, almost at an oblique angle, stepping out of the plane and standing on the dimensional void.

As soon as his feet fell, his eyes swept away, and he immediately saw several familiar old faces.

"Qingshui old ghost, I didn't expect that thousands of years have passed, you are so ashamed, and you are still living so tough" The first to speak was a gray-shirted old man, his sleeves fluttering, but very shabby, and he was holding a rusty dust whisk in his hand.

"Xiaoyaozi, you don't die, how can I be willing to be one step ahead of you" The old ghost of Qing Shui was not to be outdone, and stepped in front of the sloppy Taoist.

"You two are old and immortal, you will be noisy as soon as you meet, and you have been fighting for thousands of years, aren't you tired, we are tired of watching" Several other white-bearded old men also walked to the two of them together. These people are all very well-dressed, which is in stark contrast to Xiaoyaozi's sloppiness.

Xiaoyaozi looked around, stared at them with sarcastic eyes, and said, "Look at the five of you well-dressed, like stone statues enshrined in the temple, are you embarrassed to slander Lao Tzu and the old ghost of Qing Shui?" ”。

Several white-bearded old men looked at each other when they heard this, and they also felt that Xiaoyaozi's words made some sense, so they couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

Then the seven old ghosts began to talk and laugh, don't look at the wind and clouds, but in private they are extremely careful. Especially for the way of cultivating to the realm, it is a matter of no concession.

A group of seven old ghost-level figures, after thousands of years of retreat, their respective cultivation realms and wisdom comprehensions have reached the realm of transformation.

(End of chapter)