Late at night like ink.

Castle Lord's Mansion.

"City Lord, the stockade of Luoyingling has also been destroyed. ”

A man in black, bowing down, said to Nie Baishan.

Since the incident of the Blood Slaughter Demon Village, the Hell Pavilion has launched a comprehensive investigation, and has connected with Wang Hao to provide news from Wang Yuxue. During this time, the Hell Pavilion has destroyed several stockades that resemble the refining of evil spirits.

However, the more you investigate, the more frightening it becomes.

How many such stockades are there?

Moreover, even if several stockades were destroyed, it felt as if they had not touched the core at all.

"Oh. Nie Baishan stood with his hands in his hands, his figure was hidden in the dark, only his hands behind his back were exposed, his slender knuckles tapped, and a faint voice came out, "It's confirmed, it's someone from the Hell Pavilion?"

"Yes. "Humanity in black.

The Hell Pavilion is investigating these villages, and Nie Baishan is also investigating them.

"Then go and arrange for the gods to fall down the mountain and become their burial place. Nie Baishan said coldly: "A group of ghosts and ghosts who can only hide in the ground, fight with me, if you want to find death, you will fulfill them." ”

The man in black hesitated slightly, and said: "I heard that the two elders of the mountains and rivers of the Wanshi Chamber of Commerce have been summoned, Xiao Fengrui is in Shenluo Mountain, obviously has a lot of plans, city lord, let's not do something?"

"Huh. ”

Nie Baishan chuckled.

"There's no hurry, there's going to be a chance. ”

As he spoke, Nie Baishan stepped out and walked out.

The figure disappeared in the darkness.

After passing through a deep corridor again, crunching, Nie Baishan stretched out his hand and pushed open a stone gate and came to the ground.

Underground, there is an altar.

Within a radius of hundreds of meters, on the altar made of blood rock, there are countless mysterious runes engraved, winding like snakes, twisted and weird, as if countless evil spirits and resentments have been accumulated, compared to the altar of the blood slaughter demon village, I don't know how many times more complicated and forested. Under this underground, it is even more terrifying and trembling.

On the altar, the wind gusted and evil spirits fluttered.

Bursts of evil spirits fluttered and danced, and from time to time they conjured up faces.

These faces, bitter and immature, are all young children.

Nie Baishan took off his robe, revealing a delicate skin, and stepped onto the altar.

Streams of evil spirits swarmed in, pouring into Nie Baishan's body from the mouth, nose, eyes, ears, and even the skin pores of the whole body.

"Ho ......"

Nie Baishan's throat let out a low roar like a demon.

On his body, on his chest and abdomen, back, and even his arms and legs, there were baby faces, wailing, immature and complaining, struggling, delicate but hideous.

"Feng Ji ......"

"I am your slave......"

"I want to be a demon......

"Demons are the most holy existences, and human beings are all filthy garbage. ”

"I want to be at your feet forever, and I will always be your faithful servant......"

Underground, a murmur sounded, with incomparably scorching heat and incomparable piety.

Day and night alternate, time passes.

The Demon Forest, a certain mountain peak, a cliff cave that has just been opened.

Wang Hao's eyes were slightly closed, and he sat cross-legged quietly.

The whole person presents a unique state.

This was a few days after Wang Hao came to the Demon Forest alone.

Lin Xuan'er has been entrusted to Jiang Qinglu to take care of.

In the past few days, Wang Hao has either fought with demon beasts, or sat quietly to comprehend the opportunity to break through the realm.

Near goodness/Negative resentment is not enough, Wang Hao was ruthless and extravagant, purchased a large number of cultivation resources such as spirit stone pills from the Wanshi Chamber of Commerce, and endured the exchange ratio of being cut in half, in exchange for and collected 50 bundles of marrow cleansing sword qi.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Just wait for the opportunity to break the realm.

The True Seed Realm is a key realm.

Only in this realm, awakening talent, can one be called a real proud talent, and can he go higher and farther on the road of cultivation in the future.

Otherwise, it will only be lost to everyone.

Wang Hao is looking forward to it, what will his talent be?

The sun is blazing.

The fiery sun shone on Wang Hao.

The marrow cleansing sword qi has turned into majestic energy, setting off a storm in the body.

Tides of energy washed over the limbs.

In Wang Hao's body, in the depths of the dantian, the six true qi rings frantically absorbed energy, and this energy turned into their rotating power, rotating like a nebula, and then condensed.

The furious energies intertwined, collided, broke and then stood up.

Just like the generation of the chaotic universe, from the collapse, ushered in the transformation and rebirth.

At this moment, in Wang Hao's body, hundreds of millions of cells were boiling, and blood was like fire......

The whole person,

It's like a furnace.

Temper and condense the true qi ring.

The true qi ring is constantly condensing and condensing......

Towards the deepest part of the dantian, there is nothingness, collapsing and converging.

Wang Hao had been sitting in the cave for forty-eight hours.

The gold is falling, and the laurel hangs.

The golden crow rose again from the horizon.

Wang Hao's body went from boiling to becoming calm.

The robe was soaked with sweat and dried by the wind.

The 50 bundles of marrow cleansing sword qi have also been refined.

At this moment, I saw that in Wang Hao's dantian, there was no longer a true qi ring, and the entire dantian was like an empty universe, with only endless darkness and nothingness.

Suddenly,

In the dark,

There's a little bit of fluorescent light.

And then more and more......

Lit up like a star.

Countless fluorescent lights, as if attracted by some mysterious power, converged towards the core of the dantian.

Tens of millions of fluorescent lights converge, like a round of brilliant sun blooming, as bright as day.

Airplanes......

A strong buzz sounded, and Wang Hao's body trembled violently, as if a barrier sealed in the depths of his body had been broken, and as if there was some new mystery, born at this moment. In the dantian, the dazzling light is in full bloom, from the inside to the outside, the pores of Wang Hao's whole body are also spewing out bursts of light, reflecting the cliff hole, as if hiding the sun.

At the same time, it was accompanied by bursts of yellow bells.

It took a long time for the cave to regain its calm.

At this moment, in Wang Hao's dantian, there was an extra round ball, which was quietly suspended like a star. A line divides the ball into two different forms, one black and one white, one yin and one yang, like two worlds, blending with each other and flowing like water.

This is the source of cultivation.

All the true qi emanated from this round ball, flowed through the limbs and bones of Wang Hao's body, and gathered here, forming a cycle of Zhou Tian, endlessly.

It is also known as a cultivation seed.

Wang Hao's cultivation, at this moment, ushered in a breakthrough and reached the true seed realm!

But it's not the end of it.

Airplanes......

In the sound of the mighty sound, the real round ball is like the sun and the moon rising and falling. On the yang side, a round of the dark moon is falling, and on the yin side, a round of golden crow sun rises, one rises and one falls, one yin and one yang, as if it contains infinite mysteries, and deduces the truth of heaven and earth.

Talent: Golden Crow Moon Yin!

With this yin and yang, two rounds of stars emerged, Wang Hao felt that himself, as if he had formed some kind of mysterious connection with the sun and moon of this heaven and earth.