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In the past seven or eight days, the disciples of Dao Tianfeng searched everywhere for the figure of the stuffy stick thief, but they found nothing. And, in such a sad and indignant mood, there were many people who were knocked out and lost the demon yuan stone and herbs.

On this day, there were still nine days before the opening of the Nirvana Pool, and Chen Ming planned to knock on it for two more days before he stopped. Look for monsters and kill them yourself. It's not because Chen Ming has lost interest in this matter, but it's been too frequent recently, and many disciples have been knocked out of the air.

Especially in the past three days, Chen Ming has found nothing more than a dozen times, and he can't help but be interested. Secretly sighed that Tianfeng's disciples were too poor.

At this time, it was daylight, and Chen Ming did not cultivate, but leisurely shuttled through the forest, with a relaxed expression.

"Run, run...."Suddenly, a rush of shouts and footsteps sounded, attracting Chen Ming's attention.

Chen Ming looked puzzled, only to see several disciples running in front of him in a hurry, looking panicked.

Those few people were disciples of Dao Yin Peak, and when they saw Chen Ming, they shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Chen Ming, there is danger ahead, run." With that, several people were about to run in front of Chen Ming.

Chen Ming's eyes were quick, he grabbed one person, and said puzzledly: "There is a powerful demon beast ahead?"

The man wanted to break free from Chen Ming's clamps, but he was firmly grasped and couldn't break free, only to see him look frightened, his head shook non-stop, and he said in a trembling voice: "No... No, it's not a monster. ”

Chen Ming wondered, it wasn't that the demon beast could still make the disciple so frightened, could it be that there was a more terrifying existence in the trial forest than the stuffy stick thief?

The disciple continued to tremble, "It's Leng Hao... Senior Brother Leng Hao....The demonic spirit has recovered. ”

"What?" Chen Ming was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Leng Hao had demon blood, and every once in a while he would recover, becoming extremely terrifying and ferocious. No wonder these disciples are afraid, these people are just the cultivation of the Qi Induction Realm, and they are already one realm different from Leng Hao, at this time, Leng Hao's demonic revival is even more powerful, if a few people are in front, they will definitely die in Leng Hao's hands.

However, Chen Ming was fearless, even if he was not Leng Hao's opponent after the demonic recovery, he could still escape, and under curiosity, Chen Ming asked, "Where is it?"

"Ah....roar...."At this moment, a roar that was not like a human came out, Chen Ming turned his head to look at the side, and already knew where Leng Hao was.

"Chen... Brother. Hearing this roar, the disciple became even more anxious, but he couldn't break free, so he could only cry out urgently.

Chen Ming let go of this disciple and let a few people flee in a panic, but he glanced at the direction where Leng Hao was again, turned into an afterimage, and shot away.

The distance was not far away, and two miles later, Chen Ming appeared in a densely wooded place, looking at Leng Hao who was struggling in pain in front of him.

I saw Leng Hao's expression distorted at this time, as if he was enduring extreme pain, his eyes were full of blood, and he also saw Chen Ming's arrival, and said loudly: "Hurry... Come on. ”

Chen Ming knew that Leng Hao was suppressing the demonic nature with his will, but it was only for a while, and it wouldn't be long before Leng Hao would be devoured by the demonic nature and become a demon who had no thinking and only knew blood.

However, Chen Ming didn't hear Leng Hao's warning, and looked at Leng Hao, who was gradually changing, a little distracted.

"Let's go...."Seeing that Chen Ming didn't move, Leng Hao's distorted face showed anxiety and shouted. Then, he was overwhelmed by endless pain.

"Ahh What's even more terrifying is that above his body, there are more and more black demonic qi slowly drowning. Later, it was already surging, surrounding Leng Hao's figure.

What Chen Ming was focused on was the demonic aura that permeated Leng Hao's body, and in that demonic aura, Chen Ming actually gave birth to a familiar feeling, so that he was a little stunned.

That demonic qi is one of the two demonic qi seen in the Demon Suppression Mountain-resentment demonic qi!

Chen Ming knew the horror of resentment and demonic energy, if he didn't have ten thousand scriptures at the beginning, I was afraid that he would also be eroded by demonic qi and become a walking corpse. However, what he couldn't figure out was that Leng Hao's body was born with this kind of demonic energy, why was this?

didn't have time to think about it, but saw that Leng Hao was no longer struggling, but slowly stood up. His eyes were blood-red, like a ruthless madman, killing in cold blood. And his expression was already extremely hideous.

"Let's ..... away" His voice had changed its taste, like the murmur of the Nine Demons, but it still retained the last trace of clarity, and he kept struggling.

In his eyes, the blood-colored light flickered, and Chen Ming seemed to see hatred, resentment, murderous intent, and blood. He had personally experienced the demonic qi of resentment, and naturally knew that at this time, the demonic qi of resentment was eroding his last sanity.

Without thinking about it anymore, Chen Ming quickly took out an ethereal grass, flashed to Leng Hao's side, and shouted like thunder: "Open your mouth." ”

The reason why Leng Hao was still holding on and not being eroded by the demonic energy of resentment was completely because he saw that Chen Ming was still on the side, so he always gritted his teeth, hoping that Chen Ming could leave quickly.

However, to his disappointment, Chen Ming not only did not leave, but also ran to his side. However, seeing the silver grass that suddenly appeared in Chen Ming's hand, for some reason, the originally irascible demonic thought was suppressed a little.

Leng Hao's heart froze, knowing that this was a spirit grass that could suppress demonic thoughts, so he opened his mouth.

Chen Ming stuffed the ethereal grass into Leng Hao's mouth, the spirit grass was peculiar, and after entering his mouth, it turned into a touch of silver and burrowed into Leng Hao's body by itself.

In an instant, I saw that above Leng Hao's body, silver rays flickered, alternating with the demonic qi of resentment. It's like light and darkness are at odds. And Leng Hao's expression was a little quieter, but it also changed with the alternation of silver and black light.

Gradually, when the energy of the two attributes fought for a while, the silver mangs of the ethereal grass tended to be at a disadvantage. Slowly weakened.

But at this time, the demonic thought had already arisen, and the ethereal grass could not be suppressed at all. Chen Ming estimated that if he took the Ethereal Spirit Grass on the eve of Leng Hao's demonic recovery, there might be some delayed recovery.

After all, the demonic nature was deeply planted in Leng Hao's bloodline, and the Ethereal Spirit Grass couldn't compete with it at all.

Since taking the Ethereal Spirit Grass, Leng Hao didn't speak, feeling his own situation at this time, he said again: "You go quickly, this demonic nature can't be suppressed at all." ”

Chen Ming also showed an anxious look, and then his eyes moved, and he said, "Sit down." ”

Because Chen Ming took out an ethereal grass at the right time, it did have a great effect, and when he listened to Chen Ming's words at this time, he couldn't help but sit down obediently.

Chen Ming was also sitting cross-legged behind Leng Hao, and the evil resentment and demonic energy couldn't help him at all, only to see Chen Ming put his hands against Leng Hao's back: "Relax your mind." ”

Then, the ten thousand scriptures in Chen Ming's body roared into action, turning into a suction, intending to devour the demonic qi in Leng Hao's body.

Chen Ming boldly guessed that he might absorb Leng Hao's revived demonic qi and break the game.

At the same time, Leng Hao also felt the suction in Chen Ming's body, and was trying to pull the resentment demonic qi, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Don't." ”

He knew how terrifying the demonic aura was. If Chen Ming absorbs it, I'm afraid it will become a second self.

However, Chen Ming was stunned, still running the Ten Thousand Dao Scriptures frantically, and at the same time, for Leng Hao's peace of mind, Chen Ming said: "Don't worry, this kind of demonic qi has been encountered before. ”

Leng Hao's expression was shocked, the resentful demonic qi that had been bothering him, Chen Ming had encountered it before, and he couldn't imagine that he could still be alive. Hearing Chen Ming say this, there seemed to be some certainty in his words, and Leng Hao no longer doubted it.

Chen Ming's idea is very bold, the Ten Thousand Dao Scriptures can't seize the energy of others at all, if that's the case, it will really be against the sky.

However, fortunately, the resentment demonic qi did not belong to Leng Hao's energy, but only accumulated in his bloodline. He is like a volcano, and the day the volcano erupts is the day when the demonic energy of resentment surges.

And this demonic qi will erode when it encounters people, and Leng Hao, as the host, will naturally become the first target of the demonic qi of resentment. Moreover, because his cultivation was still weak, the demonic qi erupting from Leng Hao's body was not too heavy.

Moreover, at this time, Leng Hao was fully cooperative. I saw Chen Ming absorb it for a while, and then I saw that the tumbling demonic qi seemed to be attracted by a certain kind of attraction, and slowly swam towards Chen Ming's body.

Time passed slowly, and the demonic energy on Leng Hao's body was getting weaker and weaker, and his face, which had struggled and distorted several times, was also quiet.

The Ten Thousand Dao Scriptures were still running, and Chen Ming's heart was more and more shocked, thinking that Leng Hao's revived demonic qi was not too heavy, however, when two hours passed, although the surging demonic qi was much weaker, it was still surging in a steady stream.

Chen Ming estimated that the concentration of this demonic qi was enough to bombard a martial artist at the peak of the Cyclone Realm. It is precisely because of the huge amount of demonic qi that the four cyclones in the dantian are gradually filling, and there is a faint feeling that they are about to break through.

Chen Ming knew that at this time, it was less than a month since the last breakthrough, and although he felt like this at this time, he would not make a breakthrough, but his cultivation had already stepped into the peak of the four cyclones, and if he was lucky, after entering the Nirvana Pool to cultivate again, he might have a breakthrough.

The breakthrough of martial arts cultivation is not only enough energy, but also pays attention to all factors and opportunities such as time, place, and people. If not, Chen Ming would directly find a place with abundant energy, retreat for a hundred years, and come out as a martial arts master. But it's clearly not realistic.

The two of them sat quietly like this, and the woods were quiet, and the demonic qi that permeated outside Leng Hao's body had long since disappeared, and all that was left was a few traces of demonic qi still wandering in his body.

At this time, Leng Hao had already regained his clarity, but his heart was shocked inexplicably, setting off turbulent waves. The demonic qi that had been bothering him was powerless in front of this junior disciple who had just started, and was quickly absorbed by him. Seeing this, his mind was not affected in any way.

At the same time, Leng Hao's heart was a little excited, so that this time, he would not become a walking dead controlled by demon thoughts.

When the last trace of demonic energy was absorbed by Chen Ming, Chen Ming's hands were also retracted, and the two of them opened their eyes at the same time.

The demonic energy of resentment has been converted into his own energy by Chen Ming, and it has disappeared.

The eyes of the two are both clear and divine.