Time is like flowing water, and Ling Tianlai Demon Domain is hundreds of times better than he imagined. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The succession of the Demon Lord to the throne and other major events announced to the world, and some regions were shocked in an instant, especially the forces in the Far West, which were more urgent than the people in other regions.

Because the new demon lord is a lucky person in the Far West, if the Demon Domain is ruined by the time, then it will be their Far West that will suffer.

Fortunately, Zhongyu has stepped in, so that they still have a little security.

When the Demon Domain invaded, the Far West had already been ravaged by demon beasts.

Some of the young disciples of the sect, after a year of recovery, almost all the sect family power is weakening day by day.

There is even a phenomenon of faults.

In the cultivation holy land of the Far West, with the passage of a year, the damaged vitality is almost impossible to recover.

At this time, Chengtian Sect seemed to have become the convergence trend of the extreme west.

Since entering the Lingyun Sect a year ago, a group of young disciples of the Chengtian Sect, among them, there are Cheng Muming, Cheng Minhao and other young generation masters in the sect.

It's a pity that these could have become the pillars of the Chengtian Sect, and they can faintly compare with the young disciples of the eight major forces in the Central Domain.

But now, after a year, there is no one to see, and they suspect that it is impossible for them to come back.

I'm afraid it has already turned into a handful of loess.

Dao Qianyuan, a generation of great destiny masters, stood on a mountain peak of Chengtian Sect, with a trace of helplessness between his eyebrows, and he was even more puzzled.

I calculated the fate of others for a lifetime, and in the end, the Heavenly Sect fell into such a ruin.

Looking at the eternal mountain peaks, it is like a long dragon, and the dragon's tail is a break.

"It seems that the luck of the Far West has been cut off!" muttered softly.

Beside Dao Qianyuan, a woman in a floral dress looked in a certain direction with her eyes stunned.

After a while, he asked softly, "Master, what is luck?"

The woman in this floral dress was Mu Wan'er, and she remembered what the old man in Yunxi Village had said to her before.

I wanted to say something to my master, but I saw that my master was in a daze, and I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"What is luck? Hehe, you can't see or touch it, where is a person's own fortune. I think that Dao Qianyuan will be able to calculate his life, but after all, he will not be able to break through the shackles, and he will not be able to calculate the luck of this extreme west!"

"Wan'er, you can leave on your own! you have already encountered your own charm, follow your nature. It just so happens that your Senior Sister Caiyue and Senior Sister Qiu Sheng are also leaving to go to the Demon Domain!"

"Master, I won't go to the Demon Domain, those people are too hateful!" Mu Wan'er's soft face showed a hint of unhappiness and pursed her lips.

"Wan'er, the previous calamity was just brewing, and the real calamity has not yet arrived. When you stay in the sect, the master won't be able to protect you, go ahead!" Dao Qianyuan shook his head and said.

"Master!" Mu Wan'er realized that her master had already made up her mind.

"Remember, don't tell people that you will have a great fate!" Dao Qianyuan looked at Mu Wan'er and didn't forget to explain.

Nodding, Mu Wan'er headed down the mountain.

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Demon Domain, Heavenly Demon City!

At this time, not only people from the Demon Domain, but also people from some big forces in the world, these people are all strong people in the human race who do not belong to any force.

But when he arrived in Heavenly Demon City, he was extremely low-key, and he didn't dare to let go of his divine sense.

The prestige of the six demon kings of the Demon Domain is not a joke, but a real deterrent.

It is rumored that Heavenly Demon City can be regarded as the strongest defense in the world.

Ling Tian in the dormitory, he didn't care about his succession as the demon lord of the demon clan at all, but wholeheartedly improved his strength.

Every day I went to the palace where the statues of the demon lords of the past were placed, and it took three days from the first time I entered, to now it is an hour or two.

It seems that the evil energy derived from it can no longer keep up with his needs.

During this day, Ling Tian couldn't help but deliberately release some of the demonic qi in his Burning Sun Demon Bead to experiment within, mainly to improve his divine sense cultivation.

The Misty Sand Divine Soul Technique has reached a new level.

As for the martial art of the Buddha Demon Seal, Ling Tian could also easily play it, just like the Su Jiao Seal and the Demon Ape Seal that he had learned, it had improved significantly.

It seems that the martial arts he has cultivated have reached saturation, and he should look for some martial arts and divine soul skills.

The old man of the phantom will not know less than the old ghost of the dust, and it should be even more ancient.

Thinking like this, Ling Tian entered the Pure Lotus Demon Void.

On the island in the middle of the lake, Ling Tian was overjoyed as he watched the changes in his Pure Lotus Demon Sky.

"Boy, you're bothering the old man again!" Seeing Ling Tianlai, the phantom said unhappily.

"Yes, old fellow, I have something to do with you, do you have any good soul skills or martial arts?" Ling Tian was polite.

As soon as he came in and saw the old guy, he spoke directly.

"Hmph, stinky boy, when you need an old man, come to the old man, when you don't want an old man, the birds don't look at the old man, is there such a thing as you?"

"Old guy, you also know that my strength can't help you unravel the suppression at all, so it doesn't work for you, you just tell me the powerful martial arts and soul skills so that I can improve my combat effectiveness and better improve my strength." ”

After thinking about it, Ling Tian said again: "However, when the Venerable Lord Realm reaches the Emperor Yun Realm, it seems that he still needs to mobilize his own energy, I see that the strong men of the Emperor Yun Realm are mobilizing energy to directly crush the opponent in battle, can you tell me what's going on?"

Immersed in the memories, the resentment of the phantom being suppressed seems to be much less.

After pondering for a long time, the phantom spoke leisurely: "The main cultivation of the Venerable Lord Realm is divine consciousness, of course, the more advanced the battle, the more critical the role of divine consciousness. But it is also a thing that cannot be ignored for one's own energy. ”

"Being able to cultivate your divine consciousness to such an extent in the Venerable Lord Realm, if you think that you are the first person the old man has seen, it is no wonder that you are not a person who came to your own world. ”

"Old fellow, do you know anything?" Hearing the phantom's words, Ling Tian was like a frying pan.

Although he was accustomed to all kinds of life in this world, Ling Tian still hoped that he could understand what was behind all this earlier.

Especially the emotional power of the Qing'er Zhen clan is different from her own.

It was a terrifying ability, and although the changes in the Far West were caused by themselves, they were more caused by Qing'er's emotions.

Now as her strength increases, this large-scale impact is even greater.

"I do know something, but I can't remember!" Xu Ying said something that Ling Tian couldn't cry or laugh at.

It seems that he wants to know from him that what he wants to know is impossible, or get back to business.

"Old fellow, then don't ink, hurry up and talk about the soul skills and martial arts you know!"

"I said, boy, isn't there a martial arts and a divine soul skill in the Buddha and Demon Twin Techniques? Oh, by the way, the Divine Soul Skill has not been obtained. Isn't your Xuantong a martial art?"

"That consumption is too huge!" Although he had been prepared, Ling Tian still said his thoughts.

Since the old guy sealed the blood demon in the ancient sword, he has not been able to contact him, and he has been promoted to the fifth layer of the Venerable Lord Realm, but the old guy woke up, but he was suppressed by Qing'er.

Now the old guy doesn't know what he's thinking?

"Do you want a quick one?" Xu saw Ling Tian's doubts, and smiled as the phantom turned into a ghost.

"That's right, it's quick!"

"I have several soul skills and martial arts here, I don't know what you want to talk about? However, you also cultivate the Buddha's magic rhyme, and you also faintly cultivate a kind of transcendent power, or you use the black lotus and pure lotus magic space on your back to try, maybe you can connect with each other. ”

"This is also a new derivation of the mind!"

This one hadn't thought about it like this, but thinking of this old guy's words, Ling Tian also found that he had all along, in addition to the swordsmanship he had learned from Cheng Muming and the sword flying immortal of Tianzhu Peak.

There are only five seals of Shakya, but they are not very useful.

However, all the changes in his body are the credit of the Buddha and the Devil.

The old guy nominated this = point, and Ling Tian immediately sat down cross-legged and meditated.

Running the Buddha and Demon Twin Techniques, he carefully observed the black lotus on his back and the changes in the Pure Lotus Demon Air.

In particular, the demonic energy in the Pure Lotus Demon Sky and the golden light on the island in the middle of the lake were more peaceful than before.

The two different qi rhymes have faintly reached a balance, but there is no soul technique and martial arts that the phantom said.

By the way, the Buddhist classics that I absorbed in Tianzhu Temple should be the time to take a peek.

The Dharma of the Three Tibets, the Five Seals of Shakya.

Even between this and the magic pattern of the magic rhyme, the breath is faintly similar.

Neutralizing it, thinking about it, Ling Tian once again felt the power in the meridians slowly moving towards his body along with the Buddha and Demon Twin Techniques.

After which hour, Ling Tian only felt that in the blood in his body, two energies were spreading together.

The blood also turned golden brown, and with a slight stroke of a small knife condensed by the magic rhyme, the flesh that had reached the ninth layer of the forging body was cut through a gap.

The blood flowed out and landed on the island in the middle of the lake, but the golden light above his knees was more absorbable than that of the five-colored lotus.

The breath on the lotus flower slowly entered the black soil as his blood fell to the island in the middle of the lake.

The aura of the demon spirit wood was even more visible to the naked eye, and a black gas was submerged into the island in the middle of the lake along his blood.

"Damn, boy, what are you doing?" came the phantom's eager voice.

"What's wrong?" Ling Tian looked up, and there was a pain on his face.

"Damn, the old man's seal has been strengthened again!" the phantom looked at Ling Tian with a ghostly look on his face.

"I don't know what I've come up with!" Ling Tian looked at the phantom in embarrassment, and said with a smile.

"Hurry up and try it!!Activate your mental formula!" the phantom looked too lazy to speak.

As Ling Tian's mind worked, a brown handprint came out majestically along the spell that Ling Tian was pinching.

"Misty grass, boy, failed! Don't try again, or you'll lose your soul, but don't blame the old man for not reminding you!" The words in the clouds, the phantom didn't bother to explain.

However, Ling Tian felt that he seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly Ling Tian exclaimed, "The evolution of gods and demons!"

Yes, he instantly understood that this was the Buddha Demon Transformation that he had never used, because it consumed too much demonic energy and was kept aside.

Now that he is evolving, it is the power of the Buddha and the magic of the soul that allows him to withstand such consumption in battle. (To be continued.) )