Inside the Hengtaki Mountains.

The Fire Venerable opened his eyes, a trace of red light flowed, the red spiritual power turned, and a smooth spiritual weapon appeared in his hand.

Airplanes!

The Polished Spirit Artifact is a mirror that makes a buzzing sound as soon as it appears.

Suddenly, pictures appeared on the mirror surface, and those pictures were the scenes of the forbidden area of the Henglong Mountain Range being turned into an assessment area by the Demon Hunting Palace.

"It's a pity, that kid of the Lin family, Lin Chong was chased into a small world by a little-known kid, thinking about it, these two boys are more than lucky. ”

"Heng Yu Dragon of Heng Long Sect, Heng Yu Jiao, these two people are not bad, they killed ten people before and after, killed nearly a hundred demon beasts, and several of these demon beasts turned out to be Lingzun Realm, and their strength was good, even they might not be able to find that place and open it. ”

"Fortunately, the Ju clan has three immortal spirit masters, and their strength is not bad, one of them has a strong attainment in the formation, I hope these three people can find it. ”

"In addition, there are a few immortal masters from outside Julu County, and they are also performing well, I hope they don't disappoint this seat!"

Flame Venerable, every day he takes out a mirror to look at everything in the forbidden land, and it is only an hour a day, thinking about it, he is also a little weak in using this mirror spiritual weapon.

What he sees every day is not necessarily everything.

"Hmm!" the Flame Venerable glanced at it, raising his eyebrows, "A figure appeared in his eyes, the Anglong Clan's is about to break through to the Spirit Venerable, not bad, or the first?"

Lingshuai broke through to Lingzun, and nearly a thousand people were still the first.

Kiss!

A heavenly calamity then fell, striking the man's body.

"I hope Ang Longchao will survive the catastrophe and give me some surprises!"

The Fire Venerable stopped looking at Ang Longchao and slowly withdrew his gaze, his originally fiery gaze suddenly turning to sadness.

"The deity, you have been trapped in the secret realm of the demon emperor for nearly a thousand years, if it weren't for the demon emperor to make a bet with you, bet on this gamble, a gamble once a year, but unfortunately, for many years, there is no spirit handsome who can do it, think about it, the demon emperor is accurate in calculating this, so he and the deity are competing with the deity, deity, you have been fooled......"

In the secret realm where he didn't know where to go, a piece of wood that looked like a dead wood trembled slightly at this time, but just a moment, it returned to calm, and it was still a dead wood.

Bet?

Demon Emperor?

The Flame Venerable spat out a shocking secret, and he organized such an assessment to search for his own deity.

His deity can make a bet with the Demon Emperor, so ......

When the hour came, the Flame Venerable withdrew the mirror with some difficulty, his face was slightly red and swollen, thinking that the use of the mirror was indeed a bit beyond his power.

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In the forbidden area, Ang Longchao held his head high, looking at the falling catastrophe, his eyes round. A punch was struck and landed on a heavenly calamity.

Crash!

The Apocalypse is shattered.

Ang Longchao kept striking, constantly absorbing the energy of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Not long after, a dragon-shaped phantom condensed from behind him.

When the dragon-shaped phantom appeared, he opened his mouth and sucked all the Heavenly Tribulations into his mouth, and the Heavenly Tribulation disappeared with it.

"Hahahaha~"

Ang Longchao is flying chaotically, and his spirit is vivid.

"My original spirit body is atavistic to my ancestors, Anglong's phantom appears, Anglong's blood is pure, I see who else is competing with me among these thousand people, and I see who destroys who hums......"

The embodiment of the spirit and the purity of the bloodline have indeed doubled the strength of Ang Longchao, not to mention that he is now the only spirit venerable among the many immortal spirit masters.

Killing all sides, there is no problem at all.

"Moreover, every time the Demon Hunting Palace goes to this area for assessment, there will always be some abnormalities, but every time, no one has discovered the ultimate secret, perhaps, there is indeed a fairy forest ruin here, today, I Ang Longchao is promoted to Lingzun, I must find it and become its master." ”

At the same time, Heng Yu Long, Heng Yu Jiao, the two of them are also looking for it, killing those immortal spirit masters is no longer so exciting and exciting, they understand that the two of them join forces, and the remaining five people must have their place.

Finding the relics of the fairy spirit is their goal.

There is no danger of being killed, so you can naturally look for it with confidence.

The rest of the immortal spirit masters who were favored by the Fire Venerable were just as confident as them, looking for the immortal relics.

The three immortal spirit masters of the Ju clan searched as they walked, and one of them held a compass-shaped spirit weapon in his hand.

"Ju Array, your thing doesn't work," one of the girls laughed, "Besides, if the fairy spirit ruins are found by you like this, those Spirit Venerable Spirit Sects will have to come out to find them." ”

"Ju Ling, don't you say it, I can use it to find treasures in many places, the innate compass, if it is not defective, the power is incomparably huge!"

"Sister Ling, don't disturb him, let him find it, we just need to kill those guys who inadvertently broke in, and in the end, the three of us are the best!" said the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes calmly.

"Brother Gon, if you can break through to Lingzun, we will have a greater grasp!" Ju Ling threw a wink and smiled.

Rumble!

An astonishing Heavenly Tribulation descended from the void and landed hundreds of miles in front of them.

This heavenly tribulation made the giant array who was concerned about the innate compass also raised his head, looking into the distance in surprise, and slowly, a trace of fear expanded in his eyes.

This fear began to spread in the eyes of the other two.

"Lingzun, break through Lingzun!" the three of them said in unison.

"Brother Gon, don't suppress it anymore, you have already controlled a complete spiritual realm, as long as you survive the heavenly tribulation, you will be the ,...... of the Spirit Venerable" Ju Ling said in a panic.

The three of them have the confidence to survive to the last five, and that is in the absence of Lingzun.

There is a huge gap between Lingzun and Lingshuai.

Jugon Tie blushed, originally he planned to control the second and third spiritual realms to a complete level before breaking through to the Spirit Venerable, so that as soon as he became a Spirit Venerable, he would be able to dominate the Spirit Venerable.

"Bastard!"

Jugon clenched his fists unwillingly, and then nodded silently, and said, "Ju Array, you immediately set up a large array to protect me from that Spirit Venerable's sneak attack." ”

"En!" another person slammed into the Spirit Venerable.

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"Hidden!"

A strange force fell on the vertical thorn.

As if struck, the stiff vertical spikes began to slowly shrink again.

Shrink!

Shrink!

When the demon body shrank to a head slightly taller than Meng Lang, there was no tendency to shrink again, and the emperor thorn behind him was still a meter long.

"This ......"

If so, it will be easy for people to see through. Meng Lang's consciousness flipped and looked for ways to change it.

"Yes, when I was hooking the skull devil's den, I saw the demon general use the thorn on his back as a magic weapon, and he could come to the demon body if he wanted to. ”

The demon body is unconscious.

Unable to control autonomously.

Whew, Meng Lang's spiritual thoughts separated and entered the demon body.

"Change!"

Sure enough, the Emperor's stab flew into the demon's hand and turned into a golden scimitar.

"Well, sure enough, it is also recorded in the fairy book. It's just that my spiritual thoughts have to be divided into almost half to make the Emperor's Thorn continue to turn into a magic weapon,......"

The demon body is unconscious, and after it is loaded with spiritual thoughts, it only hides the emperor's thorn, and cannot make the demon body fight.

"It seems that before I crossed the Spirit Venerable and truly transformed the demon body into a body, I and the demon body could not exist at the same time, fortunately, when the demon body became a demon body, others couldn't see the clues. ”

After many exercises, the hidden magic* control is very proficient, and the demon body is no longer discovered by others.

"Close!"

Meng Lang withdrew his demon body, and a trace of fine beads of sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead.

The consumption of spiritual power is really huge, so I naturally feel tired.

Meng Lang flipped his wrist, and a spirit stone with hidden energy appeared in his hand, a high-grade spirit stone.

Without saying a word, he threw the high-grade spirit stone into his mouth and ate it as a candy.

After a few hours, most of the spiritual power consumed recovered.

Immediately, Meng Lang's eyes closed slightly, his spiritual power flowed, and "The True Recipe of Purgatory" was put into operation, and it didn't take long for Meng Lang to enter a mysterious and mysterious state.

With the passage of time, the invisible cyan energy in the Aoki Hall flowed into Meng Lang's body, accumulating from less to more, and that little bit of cyan energy merged into a cyan ball in the spirit body.

At this time, a cyan long sword slowly formed, the angry sword!

Deduce the angry sword, and take the angry sword to the extreme.

The extreme of the angry sword, it stands to reason that it should end when the Aoki Domain appears, however, Meng Lang is a little special, one is that his spiritual mind and soul are special, and he can find the traces of the void in the void before the artistic conception is consummated, and the other is that the Aoki Domain has not been fully formed, in addition to his realm is not enough, there is indeed a Aoki artistic conception that has not been fully comprehended.

The sword of rage has the original anger and is reborn.

With Meng Lang's perception of the angry sword, in the Aoki Palace, he got a trace of green energy, and the angry sword turned into a positive and negative angry sword.

Everything is yin and yang.

The formation of the angry sword is also a limit of Aoki's artistic conception.

When Meng Lang used the angry sword against the enemy, he gradually felt that the anger sword was slightly insufficient, and it was not the peak state of the angry sword.

If you want to improve the sword of anger again, then you must completely integrate the artistic conception of anger and the artistic conception of Aoki, so that the artistic conception is completely complete.

"Pros and Cons ......"

"I'm angry, the enemy is angry!"

However, anger is born of wood, and the prosperity of wood is born!

And the end of rage is only to kill.

One life and one death!

Extreme limits.

Fury Wood!

"The angry sword is to kill the enemy I want to kill, and the prosperity of wood qi is to live, and life and death ......"

Can't understand, can't be transparent!

"I'm angry, I'm killing, I'm not angry, I'm not killing......"

"Not killing is to live for the act, killing is the appearance, and life is the connotation......"

If you don't kill the enemy, what is life?

Killing the enemy is too prosperous, what is life?

Rumble!

Just like an initiation, Meng Lang suddenly woke up.

"Kill the enemy, for life, for me, if I don't live, how can I be angry, how can I kill!"

"Only when I am born, can I have anger, resentment, and other feelings of feeling,......"

"The sword of anger is not about anger on the surface, but about the vitality in the heart......"

It turns out that the original meaning of anger is not the killing of appearances, let alone the anger of appearances, but the vitality of the heart for the sake of survival. ”

Meng Lang's eyes flashed, and the whole person was like a sharp sword, from the surface of the sword, what he saw was anger, but in his heart was endless vitality.

"Sword of Life's Wrath!"

A cyan long sword slashed through the Aoki Hall, and immediately one by one the ancient trees fell, and the little green qi in the ancient trees merged into the cyan long sword, and was merged into the body of the spirit by the cyan long sword.

The sword of positive and negative anger disappears, and the sword of life rage is formed.

The angry sword is still the angry sword, and the angry sword is no longer the angry sword!

Aoki's artistic conception has the artistic conception of anger incarnated, and it reaches the limit in an instant.