When it reached a height of thousands of feet, it suddenly stopped, suddenly fell down, and suddenly rose. And it bounces up and down like a spring.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Meng Lang's cheeks, clearly visible from the outside of the membrane, and the huge pain made his whole body spasm, like a monster.

"It's terrifying, planting a demon seed is actually suffering from inhuman suffering, this kind of pain is really unbearable for ordinary people. Sheng Ting blinked his small eyes and stared carefully at Meng Lang in the membrane.

In the sea of divine consciousness, the lonely demon seed was like a naughty child, flying up and down, stirring up the wind and rain, and making Meng Lang's sea of divine consciousness a mess and a mess.

If it weren't for Meng Lang's strong Divine Consciousness Sea, he would have been played by the Lonely Demon Seed.

"Ah~"

The more the lonely demon species played, the more evil it became, and he really regarded Meng Lang's Death God Consciousness Sea as a playground, and the painful Meng Lang involuntarily let out a miserable scream, and a series of white gas erupted from his nostrils, spraying a layer of mist on the film.

The ghost cries and the wolf howls are not enough to describe the terrible cry.

It was so miserable that the saint couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and slammed his head in other directions.

I don't know how long it took, but the cry gradually faded.

The already sparse sea of divine consciousness was like a lump of mud, sticking to the space of Meng Lang's head, and the lonely demon seed seemed to have had enough, sitting on a lump of mud and returning to peace.

Woo woo woo~

Suddenly, the mud-like sea of divine consciousness, under an inexplicable force, centered on the demon seed, swirled up, rippling outward like ripples.

Everywhere the ripples went, the muddy sea of divine consciousness began to be recast in an orderly manner, and the recast sea of divine consciousness faintly had a metallic texture, hard and soft.

After the ripples spread throughout the space of the Divine Consciousness Sea, they slowly disappeared, and at this time, the demon seed was like a block of ice, meeting the blazing sunlight and merging into the Divine Consciousness Sea.

The Demon Seed makes the sea of divine consciousness, which originally had a metallic texture, smoother and more textured, just like a flick that will have a metallic echo.

Kiss!

The film bursts.

Meng Lang, who had regained his human form, was exposed, and after suffering unimaginable pain, Meng Lang opened his eyes, looked at the void, and retracted his gaze noncommittally, and fell on the demon planting step.

"The fifth step, the demon planting is completed, whether it is successful or not, pop out of the magic world!"

With a shake of his body, Meng Lang was invited out of the magic world and appeared in the building.

"Meng Lang, how about successfully cultivating demons?"

"It's not good, it's just that the Divine Consciousness Sea has changed a lot, and it has become a metal-like Divine Consciousness Sea, and even the Divine Consciousness waves are like metal particles. ”

Meng Lang glanced at his whole body, sensing the changes in the sea of divine consciousness.

"Magic, what a strange thing!"

Magic, Holy Hearing really doesn't know, doesn't understand.

Meng Lang sat down cross-legged and looked through the magic tome again.

"What, you need a magic staff to practice magic, here are several materials and methods for making magic staffs, and there are no more!"

Meng Lang never expected that except for some brief introductions in the magic holy book, there were no magic tricks and methods.

"Magic is a kind of magic that is different from immortal arts, it is only suitable for spirit masters who do not have a spirit body, and if you want to learn magic, you have to go to the Illusory Realm, where you can find magic formulas. ”

The last sentence.

When Meng Lang finished reading the last sentence of the Magic Sacred Scripture, the Magic Sacred Scripture flew away by itself, hidden in the building, and could never be found again.

"It's too illusory, where is it?"

"Hmph, the too illusory realm is also the too illusory realm, two different statements, generally speaking, it will be opened once every three years. Saint Ting explained.

"That's right," Meng Lang patted his head and remembered, "That little monster has said something too void, and it will open in half a year, it looks like I'm going to hurry." ”

This abandoned building, which seems to be limited, is actually quite large.

Meng Lang made up his mind to cultivate here and raise his physical strength to the seventh level.

So, Meng Lang wiped the storage ring, and a series of storage rings appeared on the ground, and there were dozens of them.

These storage rings were all seized by Meng Lang when he came to the Western Continent.

The Divine Sense probed one by one and obtained some useful materials.

It's a pity that there are no more items like the Ascension Elixir. If there were two or three more Ascending Immortal Pills, Meng Lang would be able to temper his physical body to the seventh level within a few days and reach the critical point of the Immortal Realm.

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Outside the library building, the beauty is like jade, the wind is graceful, and a pair of slender long legs make Hua Ying's figure intact, which is even more beautiful than when she was in the wasteland of Achanabang.

Of course, in the wilderness of Achanabang, there is always a nameless threat, and it is difficult to fully display the demeanor of natural people. Back to the Hundred Refining Sect, Hua Ying tidied up a little, and she was a little more beautiful than the original.

"How is it possible, I have been to the library five times, and it has been a full month, and I haven't seen Meng Lang come out, could it be that he left before I came. ”

"It's impossible, I haven't seen Meng Lang anywhere else, and I can't even inquire about it. ”

Although the outer gate of the Hundred Refining Sect is large, it is necessary to seriously find someone, a woman like Hua Ying, who has identity and beauty, there is no obstacle at all.

"Forget it, I can't wait for him any longer, ascending to the Immortal Realm, and entering the Taixu Realm in a few months is a big deal!"

Hua Ying bit her red lip, her hair shook lightly, and her light and graceful body went away like a butterfly.

"Tsk, what a beauty, I've been in charge of the library for three years, and I haven't seen a few women more beautiful than her, but she has come to find someone again and again, the person who entered the library, that young man!" said a slave guarding the library.

"It's useful to envy just to fart, such a woman should be held in her arms, and it will be cool to make her want to die. Another slave said.

"Having said that, there is no hope for us slaves. ”

"Duh, Hugh should be ashamed of himself, I heard that there are a few slaves in the inner gate, I don't know how to turn over, the cultivation speed is faster than the average core disciple, they can we too. "This slave, with a proud heart, was always looking for an opportunity to break away from the slave body and become a full-fledged disciple.

In the Hundred Refining Sect, there are not a few slaves who successfully counterattack.

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"Hi~"

Wrong step sinking fist, refining the body.

Fine beads of sweat flowed out, and there was a trace of black impurities within the beads of sweat.

"This is the third time that such impurities have flowed out, and if it flows to the seventh time, my physical body will only be considered the seventh level, and it will be considered complete. ”

Meng Lang stopped tempering, took out a pill, a rain pill, and gently pinched it, washing away the impurities on his body, and his skin was like bronze, extremely smooth and clean, and bursts of explosive energy were hidden in it, extremely violent.

Such a pill is also refined by immortals.

Very low-grade elixirs are given by immortals to spirit masters, or sold to spirit masters.

Although the immortals are high, they sometimes use spirit masters.

For example, some of the immortals' slaves or servants are spirit masters, and sometimes the immortals will also refine some low-level pills to reward them to make them more loyal.

After washing up, Meng Lang came to a hill, and looked closely, it was an earth dragon, and the body of this earth dragon had lost a head, and the remaining part was also missing a third.

These parts were all eaten by Meng Lang during this time.

The earth dragon, the adult earth dragon, can basically absorb the immortal qi, accumulate a huge amount of immortal energy in the body, and suck the flesh and bones of the earth dragon, just like taking a spirit stone, and it is even more effective than the spirit stone.

Supplemented by other materials, Meng Lang's physical body can be tempered to this point.

With a stroke of the palm, a piece of earth dragon meat the size of a zhang long fell down, and was gently held in Meng Lang's hand, this piece of earth dragon meat has tens of thousands of catties, held in Meng Lang's hands, it is like holding a small stone, extremely easy.

Burst~

Meng Lang pressed his palm lightly, a ball of fire rose, and a pile of wood fire was ignited.

"Hmph, Meng Lang wants to barbecue again, I want to eat it!" The saint heard a loud sound and flew out of the storage ring, dripping with a hala, looking at the piece of earth dragon meat.

Generally speaking, even if a spirit master eats meat, it does not need to be cooked.

But sometimes, it is necessary to change the flavor after cooking.

Meng Lang roasted the dragon meat once in a few days, which was to change the taste.

Whoop~

The fat is flowing, the golden butter is shiny, the smell of meat comes out, and the saint is even more greedy, pulling his beard and staring at the meat pieces.

The ground dragon meat is also very delicious without spices.

"Give ,......"

Three-fifths of the flesh of the earth dragon flew up and flew towards the Holy Hearing. Sheng Ting grabbed it with one claw, immediately put his small mouth up, and ate it fiercely.

Meng Lang smiled, his palm was like a knife, he pulled a few pieces of earth dragon meat, threw them into his mouth, tasted it carefully, a fresh fragrance rushed straight to the brain, delicious and delicious, and the powerful energy flowed into the body with Meng Lang's chewing, nourishing the body and changing the structure.

After eating about one-fifth of the earth dragon meat pieces, Meng Lang blinked his lips and threw the remaining earth dragon meat pieces to the Holy Hearing, who was too busy to grab a piece of meat with one claw, and grabbed one-fifth of the Earth Dragon meat with the other hand.

Meng Lang smiled slightly, Shengting likes barbecue.

Sit down cross-legged again, refining the energy of the earth dragon flesh and tempering the flesh.

After refining the earth dragon energy, Meng Lang devoured some more earth dragon meat.

After a few swallows, some fine beads of sweat flowed out again, and there was a trace of black impurities in them.

"Fourth ,......"

"Fifth ......"

"Sixth ......"

The impurities were discharged six times, and Meng Lang's body changed from bronze to white, brighter and whiter, like a peerless jade.

After the sixth impurity was discharged, Meng Lang's gaze fell on the few remaining bones of the Earth Dragon, and in that bone there was a dark blue irregular object, such as the size of a grinding disk, which was the heart of the Earth Dragon.

"If this heart were to be ingested, I would be able to expel impurities for the seventh time, and my physical body would no longer be able to move forward half a step. ”

The heart of the earth dragon is a treasure second only to the brain marrow of the earth dragon, and the energy in it is huge, and ordinary spirit masters dare not take it directly. Only a spirit master like Meng Lang who tempered a sixth- or seventh-level physical body would dare to take it directly.

The power is too great.

With the palm of Meng Lang's hand, he sucked the grinding disc-sized earth dragon heart into the palm of his hand, and with his mind, pieces of earth dragon hearts were thrown into Meng Lang's mouth, and immediately, Meng Lang felt that unprecedented energy entered his body, constantly impacting his body.

If it were someone else, absorbing this huge amount of energy would make him scramble, but Meng Lang was not, he wanted to have more energy, and in his body, there was also a foodie