Pangu came out of the cave, and countless shadow beasts surged like waves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info He greeted him without fear, and now these shadow beasts couldn't hurt his body at all. And can only be a strong part of him.

Pangu began a new round of intensive cultivation, constantly hunting, absorbing, and strengthening. I don't know how long it took, but the fragment that had absorbed countless strange energies emitted an even stronger light. Its body was larger again, and Pangu suspected that if it continued like this, the fragment would grow back into a spherical shape.

The shadow beasts around them were like moths fighting fire, and the absorption rate of the fragment aura was doubled. Pangu managed to stop the light of the fragments, and it took him three days to return to the cave and drain the aura he had attracted.

The amount of aura alone made Pangu's physical training technique jump from the second layer to the third layer, and Pangu found that his bones and arms all over his body had become so metallic and even stronger.

The cultivation of physical arts has become easier, and the only headache is that I can't control the fragments as I want. It went berserk from time to time, which surprised and delighted Pangu. Although it can instantly attract a huge amount of aura, there is always a danger of violent death. Pangu has developed 1,630 acupuncture points on his body with the Determination of Tranquility, which is used to store aura.

While practicing, Pangu walked in the direction of Shimmer City. Such a huge amount of shadow tide made him a little worried about the safety of his two friends.

In the deepest part of the Nine Shadows, the dark humanoid stared at the young man named Tai Lan in front of him, burning with jealousy. What a powerful talent, it's only been a few days, and it's been like some easy power to control the shadows.

Tailan stretched out his hand, and the tide of darkness around him surged as if he had heard his call. He was enveloped by this immense force, and his shadow talent had begun to evolve. There is nothing wrong with the master's words, this is the real power.

It took a while for Lord Ying to turn his gaze away. He walked into the cave and into a secret passage. For a long time, he walked for a long time in the tortuous and extremely dark secret passage, and stopped in front of an iron gate, he turned on the switch, and a glimmer of light illuminated his figure.

He looked like a lump of soft mud, as if there were no bones wriggling on the ground. He slipped through the crack into a chamber, the light coming from a golden skeleton. "Master, if you give me the Thunder Hell Sutra, you don't have to suffer here. ”

"You traitor, for the sake of your own future, you have destroyed the entire city, I will not hand over the Thunder Hell Sutra to you. The skeleton let out an angry roar, and a terrifying flash of lightning flashed through it.

"What's the trouble, now that you are my apprentice, Thunder Prison City has disappeared. Do you think that you can't even pass on the Thunder Hell Sutra? Master Ying talked for a while, and when he saw that his bones were not moved, he turned around and walked out of the secret room.

In the darkness, Shadow sneered: "Hmph, old fellow, see how many more years you can hold on, wait for my Soul Devourer to make a decision, and the first one will be the first to cut you, come on, my little darlings." "Countless shadow beasts are coming towards him. "Go, devour the whole floor. ”

In the shadows, Tailan, who opened his eyes in the sky, watched all this silently, he raised his head and communicated with the inexplicable existence for a moment, and a trace of inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

In Shimmer City, not long after the fish-people sat down to rest, a new wave of shadows came. He was startled and anxious, looking at the light source above him with some unease. His exercises could not sustain the generation of light for a long time, and it was a relic of one of his brothers.

I don't know when there was a shadow tide on the ground on the first floor. Most of the capable people are dead, and those who survive are cultivators who produce light. No matter how strong a body cultivator is, he can't stop the endless shadow beasts, only the light can restrain them.

The surviving ones are called guardian spirits by other natives and are worshipped. Fish-people, like them, can only wander from city to city. It's been a long time since it's been in a city for so long, and most people in this remote place are still very simple and kind.

For a pretender like him, the more the Spectre Man showed that most reverent gratitude, the more guilty the Fishman felt. The last glimmer of light finally faded, and the fish-man stood up and whispered, "Is it only so far, it seems that it is time to leave." ”

In the darkness, the fish-man saw that countless shadow beasts were coming, and this time the number of shadow beasts was particularly huge. The gates of Shimmer City groaned in pain, and it wasn't long before it was overwhelmed, and a massacre was about to take place. The fish-man turned and ran out of the city, it still had a reserve of energy, and he could hide from it if he found a cave.

A shrill cry came, and the fish-man saw that the shimmer man named Mao Mao was helping up an old shimmer man, who had fallen from the city wall, and it seemed that his life was in danger.

If it has nothing to do with you, don't bother with him. Didn't you think about it a long time ago, just mix here for a while, and then go to the next city. Let's go, it's all about staying alive. In the fishman's heart, a voice kept echoing.

The fish-man saw that the old patriarch was running in a hurry, and he no longer had the demeanor he had before. He shouted, "Lord Patronus, please don't turn off the lights, the gates are almost out of place. ”

As if to prove his words, there was a loud bang, and a large hole was broken in the city gate. The Spectre had a look of despair on their faces, and all of them had their eyes on the Fishmen.

The words that have been brewing in his heart for a long time, the fishman can't say a word at this moment. After a while, he pulled out the energy source, and the light source above his head shone again. A thunderous cheer was heard, and the Spectre gathered around the fish-men, dodging the Shadow Beasts.

It didn't take long for the light source above his head to start flickering again, and the fish-man knew that his time was running out. It shouted, "Hide in the house, don't come out, I'll stop them." ”

All the Spectre people watched as the fish-men got up and walked to the city gate, blocking the hole with their bodies. Not long after, the light went out again, and they heard the fishman shouting, "Hide, that's all I can do." ”

At this moment, all the ghostly talents woke up like a dream, and they hurriedly hid in their own huts. The patriarch scolded with a grim face: "Look, this is the guardian spirit you found, and this has made us all miserable." ”

Looking at the resentful and contemptuous expressions on the faces of many of the ghostly people, but the fish-man had a relaxed look on his face, he remembered his own past, running from one city to another. Constantly going from being revered to being despised.

Big brother, second brother, I don't want to act anymore, so be it. The last glimmer of light from the fish-man's head went out again. He felt a great pain come over him, and several shadow beasts were devouring his limbs.

Mao Mao just wanted to rush into a room, but found that it was already full of people, and a stronger ghost man pushed him out. When he looked back, all he could see was a room full of cold faces, and the door was quickly shut.

Mao Mao's heart was cold, and he watched as countless shadow beasts were pouring out of the fish-man's body. Just when he was extremely desperate, a hurried call came: "Maomao, Brother Yu, where are you." ”