"It's really evil!" muttered the cultivator.

At this time, the rolling demonic aura had swept through everyone like a wave, and everyone's originally ugly faces were even more hideous and painful. He didn't feel uncomfortable, but felt refreshed.

"So familiar... It feels similar to the demonic aura of the connotation of the nose knife. The meditation muttered silently in his heart.

"What's going on?!!Where did you get so much demonic energy?" At this moment, the blood dragon inside the dantian ruby exclaimed.

"It's emitted by the guarding stone pier, it was formless and colorless at first, but now it can be seen, what?" replied in his heart.

"Why aren't you affected?" the blood dragon asked rhetorically.

"I don't know... Maybe I'm a little bit of a bad guy in my attack, so I'm going to get used to it. "Meditation is also uncertain.

"Impossible... Such a quintessential and majestic demonic aura, which can be compared to your little demonic aura. The blood dragon roared.

"Then I don't know, anyway I think it's very... It's very comfortable!" said the cultivator, narrowing his eyes, spreading his hands, and lying on top of the demonic qi. The feeling is like soaking in a hot spring, and it is indescribably pleasant.

"What are you doing? You're actually absorbing evil qi..."The blood dragon roared, his voice full of incredulity.

"Huh? just... It's a good feeling. Meditation came back to his senses and said with a frown.

"What kind of clan are you?" roared the blood dragon.

"What kind of clan? Why are you asking this?"

"Tell me, are you from the Devil Clan?" the blood dragon roared in the Cult Cultivator's body.

"No!" said Meditation without hesitation.

"No, it can't be! If it's not the devil people, how can they absorb the demonic qi?"

"You don't believe me, you think I look like a devil?" said the Shadow Cultivator, pouting.

"It's... It's not like that at all. The blood dragon's voice teased. "Legend has it that all the women of the devil clan are peerless and bewitching beauties, but the men of the devil clan are born ugly, with a vicious surname, and they are born with a demonic aura, and those with a thick demonic aura are even more powerful. ”

"I see..."Meditation Cultivator heard what the blood dragon said, but he thought a lot in his heart. How could there be less demonic energy inside the Nose Knife? The gray-black viscous demonic aura that filled the sky rendered the whole world very eerie and terrifying, making people shudder... There is also the knife technique he practiced, the Demon Knife of Destroying the World, and the meditation cultivation must also use the demonic energy of the Nose Knife to exert the power of a sword.

"Maybe I have a special physique...", Meditation said to the blood dragon.

"That's the only explanation, let's see if you can continue to absorb the demonic qi first?" the blood dragon said lightly.

"Okay! I'll give it a try. The meditation monk answered, and then sat down cross-legged, and the demonic qi had already spread to a height of thirty centimeters, thick and sticky.

"Wonderful state... Wonderful state...", muttered to the meditation in his mouth, desperately trying to get into the original state. But it backfired, such an ethereal state was very demanding of his mind, and he was too restless at the moment to calm down, let alone enter.

"What's going on? I can't feel it...", the meditation frowned tightly.

"Loosen your heart... I don't think about anything, I just want to experience the demonic energy. The blood dragon reminded lightly.

"Anti-loosening... Anti-loosening... Don't think about anything... Don't worry about anything... The heart is empty like water..."The meditation began to slowly prevent loosening, at this moment, as if everything was not important, the heart was calm, the whole person seemed to be lying in a hot spring, the comfortable warm water wrapped the skin of the whole body, indescribable comfort, indescribable comfort...

'Woooo

At this moment, the rolling demonic qi began to absorb along the limbs and hundreds of bones of the meditation cultivator, as if a whale was sucking water, and there was an endless stream.

"Cool!" "Meditation roared in his heart, and there was a feeling of numbness and warmth all over his body, which was extremely refreshing.

'Whoa...'

The demonic qi that entered the body of the meditation cultivator was like a living little snake, surrounding the muscle cells of the meditation and began to rush in.

"Suck..."

Meditation suddenly gasped in pain, but these demonic qi didn't intend to let him go, they didn't care about Meditation's feelings, and squeezed into every cell... Although there are many cells in a person's body, how can there be more than the infinite demonic qi that pours into the body? This causes each cell to be invaded by a lot of demonic energy.

"Ahh

"Demonic energy has invaded your muscles and tibia!Get them out of the way, or you'll turn into a demon!" the blood dragon roared. It really couldn't imagine what its situation would be like when the Meditation Cultivator was completely invaded by demonic qi and turned into a demon.

"Can't get out!" said Ming Xiu through gritted teeth and said word by word.

"Block it with soul power!" The blood dragon was very anxious, after all, it was as glorious as the Spiritual Cultivation.

Meditation Cultivator heard the call of the blood dragon, and gritted his teeth again and again to use his soul power to resist. The blood-colored soul power frantically mobilized from the dantian. The gray demonic qi is viscous and turbid, and it will drill wherever it is weak on the body, and the soul power is much more rigid than that, he will only follow the meridians, nerves and other operating routes to clean, which leads to the inability to clean up the demonic qi in the muscles and cells.

"There's no way..."The Meditation Cultivator began to despair, he couldn't control or even sweep away these demonic qi at all, and even his soul power was beginning to be squeezed back by the endless demonic qi...

"What will I become... Maybe it was an explosion and he died. A touch of despair began to appear in his meditation heart.

'Hiss...'

There was a sudden tearing sound on the surface of his body, and when he looked down, the muscles of his arm were torn apart first, like earthworms, wriggling and tearing apart... Then there are the chest, abdomen, thighs, calves...

"Ah!!" Ming Xiu roared in pain, and the muscles of his whole body were torn apart, and the feeling was conceivable.

"Damn the demonic qi!" Meditation was so painful that he could barely breathe, gritting his teeth and enduring it, only to watch the demonic qi crash and destroy inside his body.

In a short time, the meditation cultivation was already completely exhausted, and a white and tender face was completely ruined. If anyone still sees him now, they will find that he is now completely a skeleton wrapped in some flesh and blood, and it is extremely infiltrating.

"I'm going to die... I haven't gotten the freedom I want, I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!I hate!I hate!" Meditation was speechless for a long time, he could only roar in his heart, and the blood dragon was also helpless, he didn't speak, just watched him quietly.

"I was dumped from college, and I came to the Netherworld Continent for no reason, and was arrested as a mining slave and humiliated. I finally embarked on the path of cultivation, but I have been surrounded by hunting and killing, and now I am going to die here for no reason... Why! Why have I been in such a passive adversity?" The meditation cultivator was unwilling to roar in his heart, and even began to complain about the heavens.

"Alas... But what's the use of complaining about these, the dying person, what can't be seen, what can't be put down, even if you hate it, after death, it's just a touch of dust. Meditation shook his head and sighed bitterly, at this moment, it seemed that he had seen through life and death, and everything was very clear and calm.

'Boom'

Hatred and anger at the adversity encountered. Yes! That's it! haha... I've broken it, Anger Gate!" Meditation Cultivator's mind flashed like a thunderbolt, and it suddenly dawned on him that it was actually Anger Gate.

What is anger? Anger is the anger at the adversity encountered, hatred, resentment, and the psychology of harming others. Disgust and anger towards beings and things. The meditation cultivator complained about the injustice of the Heavenly Dao, and kept himself in a passive adversity, unable to control his fate. But at the last moment, he gave up all resentment, he understood that when he died, there was nothing, and what was the resentment?

"If I can penetrate this door of anger before I die, it can be regarded as smelling the Tao, so let me perform it one last time..."Shen Xiu's eyes were full of obscurity, and now he was so painful that he was unconscious, and the tearing of the muscles and meridians in his body made him unable to even lift his hands.

"Jinhua!"

With a silent roar in his heart, the arms that left only the skeleton in his hands instantly became golden, and a fierce force that dominated the world poured out of his hands, as if the hands made of metal made a gurgling sound.

"It's so powerful, I feel that my strength and defense have more than doubled!" Meditation was shocked in his heart, but he was not happy at all, because he didn't feel that he could live.

"Shhhh My internal organs. Meditation took a sharp breath in pain, and his body was already in pain, but at this moment, it suddenly hurt unbearably. When I looked down, I saw that the lungs had begun to tear slowly......

"Goodbye... Brother Gang, Madman, Zi Yan, Caixia, ...... "Everyone who really intersected after coming to this world flashed in his mind, and he suddenly felt that he had a lot, but unfortunately everything was going to be gone.

"Soul Bead, what should I do with you? Meditation Xiu looked at the chain of soul fixing beads on his right hand and muttered in a low voice in his heart. At this moment, as if hearing the voice of meditation, the soul fixing bead lit up, and the nose knife was sprayed out and plunged straight into the ground.

'Whoa...'

Like a river flowing backwards, all the demonic qi began to flow upstreams along the blade of the Nose Knife, and then it was swallowed upstream, and this swallowing speed was thousands of times faster than the absorption of the meditation body!

Although there is a lot of demonic energy on the ground, it is not infinite, and it can never withstand the crazy swallowing of the nose knife. In a short time, all the demonic energy was sucked clean by the nose knife... There was no extra demonic qi pouring into the body of the cultivator, and his condition suddenly improved a lot. Although the whole body was completely destroyed, the dantian was still there. The blood-colored gem in his body emitted a thick blood light, and at this moment he finally began a crazy counterattack. Most of the demonic energy has been integrated into the cells and bones around the body. The demonic qi on the nerves and meridians was like ants on the embankment, being chased everywhere by the soul power of meditation, and the blood-colored soul power quickly occupied all the main passages of the body, and the demonic qi had to be transferred to the ruby inside the dantian.

The soul power that originally permeated the whole body found that the dantian nest was occupied, so he was willing to give up, and went to the dantian again and again.

"Damn! what's going on?" I just saw a trace of vitality in my meditation cultivation, and I was about to use my soul power to repair my broken body, but I suddenly found that all my soul power was shrinking towards the dantian.

"Open the Blood Soul..."The cold voice came, and the Meditation Cultivator suddenly became a spirit. Practice has proven that it is never wrong to listen to the opinions of this cold voice at critical moments. He immediately turned on the Alien Spirit.

'Whoa...'

A viscous liquid like blood began to diffuse from the cultivator's body, seeping out into the surroundings. The blood water arched high, enveloping the whole body of the cultivator with a very spiritual surname, like a blood-colored giant egg.

"It's so itchy...", the meditation muttered to himself, but his whole body couldn't move, so he had to let the blood repair his body. I saw that the flesh and blood of his whole body began to repair, and the muscles and meridians grew very rapidly. In an instant, the skin of the whole body looked the same as before. It's just his dantian...

"What are you doing? you want to kill me?" the blood dragon shouted inside.

"I can't control it...", the meditation reluctantly returned.

Inside the blood gem in his dantian, the gray and black demonic qi and the blood-colored soul power kept colliding, and they all wanted to drive each other out of the ruby... However, the demonic qi is more aura, and it is more difficult, even if it is the territory of blood-colored soul power, it is helpless to deal with these demonic qi.

The meditation is really uncomfortable at the moment, the whole body is extremely itchy, and the dantian is about to burst. But what was even more uncomfortable than him was the blood dragon! It was originally soaking and recuperating inside the Meditation Cultivation Dantian, but at this moment, the two forces were violently impacting, making it miserable, and it could be wiped out at any time.

"Not good!" said in his heart. He found that the ruby inside the dantian was rising more and more, and the collision of the two energies inside was becoming more and more violent.

'Bang...'

Without any hint, the dantian ruby of meditation, that's all... Exploded!

'Whoa...'

The ruby exploded, and the blood-colored soul power inside mixed with the viscous demonic qi gushed out violently, accompanied by the ruby wreckage, turning into a pool of bloody water, floating inside the dantian!

(After this chapter, meditation has opened up a new world!)