"It's all gone?what do you mean...?" Shen Xiu was slightly sober for two points, he didn't understand what Lu Fang meant when he said that the Black Demon Domain was all gone, could it be that the entire Black Demon Domain had disappeared?

"What do you mean? uh... It means that the Dark Demon Domain has been destroyed. The Eight Great Cities were slaughtered!" Lu Fang looked quite excited. The destruction of a layer of the realm was unprecedented.

"How is it possible?!" Meditation Cultivation was greatly intoxicated, "What kind of force has such strength that actually destroyed the fifth-layer Dark Demon Domain ruled by the masters of the Hades Realm?"

"It's not clear, but I've heard that the Dark Demon Domain is dead silent and empty now. As for who did it, the domain masters of all domains are investigating, and it is said that even the judge who has not appeared for many years is the king who personally led the strongest army to the Black Demon Domain......" Jiang Ping sighed and said, the commander can silently kill the entire Black Demon Domain, and the strength of the commander is at least at the king level.

"There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. We're all too weak to be a concern. Let's drink!" Jiang Ping raised the wine jar.

The five of them stopped talking about the Dark Demon Domain, and drank with one mind. However, it was difficult for him to have the slightest sense of alcohol in meditation, and for some reason, he always felt that this matter had something to do with the great demon Xingtian. Since the escape of the ruins of Daybreak, Xingtian has not heard any news, and now this sudden and strange incident must be related to him, after all, it is a disciple of the Blood Lord, ancient and powerful, and has a thirst for killing......

"If it's really him, then what is his purpose...", Meditation thought to himself, and he only felt that the wine was as light as water in his mouth, and he didn't have the slightest thought.

The five of them drank for three days and three nights, and Jiang Ping and the four of them were all drunk, only meditative, after hearing the news of the Black Demon Domain, they no longer had the urge to drink, and they used their soul power to relieve their hangover while drinking. I'm very sober at the moment.

In the past, the meditation cultivator and Jiang Ping left each other's soul power imprints of the transmission jade plate, and after some greetings, they left with Ziyan Caixia.

This time, there was no delay on the way, and it was only two days before returning to the old lair of Demon Wolf Mountain. After arranging Ziyan Caixia, Meditation and Feng Gang said hello to them and began the retreat. Once the Chaos Dragon Bone is in hand, the poison of the first layer of the "Poison Sutra" can be cultivated.

"Adjust your mentality first, the matter of the Dark Demon Domain is still too far away for you, and your first task now is to improve your strength. The voice of the spirit bead came from the bottom of his heart, and he clearly felt the fluctuation of his meditation state of mind.

Sitting cross-legged, the meditation cultivator nodded, and asked in his heart, "Lingzhuzi, do you think this matter has anything to do with Xingtian?"

After a pause for a few seconds, Ling Zhuzi's voice came again, "Ten **, the strongest thing in Xingtian is his innate demonic qi - corpse demon demonic qi." The corpse demon's qi is extremely corrosive, and it can train a large number of corpse puppets, and where it is shrouded, it is a disaster. The master chose him because of this, and he gave up on him because of this. ”

"Well, at the beginning, in the ruins of Dawn, the sealed Xingtian only exuded a trace of demonic energy, and a river of black water refining corpses was formed in the river, and the corpse puppets that were bred were stronger than before they were alive, except for the brain, there was no flaw. Meditation recalls the scene when he was tortured at the ruins of Daybreak.

"That's just the tip of the iceberg of his demonic energy, you haven't seen his real corpse demonic energy..."Lingzhuzi's slightly jealous voice came. "At the beginning, the master was worried that the young Xingtian who had the evil aura of the corpse demon would go astray, so he took it under his command to teach him personally. Who would have thought that after the disappearance of the master, this Xingtian's original surname was revealed, and he tried to directly use the demonic qi to control the three senior brothers. After a great battle, the eldest disciple Emperor Dawn sealed the heavens with death, and the second disciple Shura Sword Demon and the third disciple Wan You Venerable were seriously injured. ”

"How powerful is this Xingtian?At the beginning, in the ruins, Senior Brother Dawn was even better than him..."The Meditation Cultivator was a little puzzled, feeling that Xingtian didn't seem to be as strong as Lingzhuzi said.

"Wrong! At that time, Xingtian couldn't use the corpse demon evil qi at all, but he just relied on the heaven-level artifact 'Overlord' to fight with Daybreak. Lingzhuzi interrupted the meditation and said. "The master's four disciples have their own strengths. Although Dawn is a senior brother, he is more adept at refining spiritual weapons, formations, and pills. The second disciple, Shura Sword Demon, is dedicated to the knife and is known as the most aggressive one. The four disciples, Venerable Wan You, are known as the number one in the heart of cultivation. But Xingtian is known as the first in talent. ”

Ling Zhuzi sighed and said, even if he had been following the Blood Lord for a long time, he also had a respect for the four disciples under his command.

"Heaven-level artifact... The strongest talent supernatural power..."Meditation sighed, and at the same time, his heart was full of pressure. I got half of the inheritance and became a disciple of the Lord, and sooner or later I will be against Xingtian one day, there is no doubt about it!

"Don't think too much, you can't even deal with the Iron Maniac Slaughter now, hurry up and immerse yourself in your mind and cultivate poison. Lingzhuzi's voice became a little cold.

"Hmm!" Meditation Cultivation knew in his heart, let alone Xingtian, his current self was no match for even the Iron Slaughter. Cultivation is the most taboo and ambitious......

The meditation heart is very strong, and it only takes half an hour to sink the mind.

"Let's go. Meditation thought silently in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, five jade boxes suddenly appeared in front of him.

A fist-sized pint of vermilion, a human-like 10,000-year-old ginseng, a strange fire-winged ferret heart, a seemingly ordinary chaotic keel, and a splendid plant Yuyu Violet.

The combination of the five strange scents made the meditation a little fluttery.

"Blood energy!" Meditation turned his hands, and two clouds of viscous blood gushed out, suspended three inches from the palm of his hand. "Out!" With a soft drink, the two balls of blood could be fused and unified, like a blood-colored hand, brushing over the five jade boxes.

The blood-colored hand changed, forming a round ball to wrap and refine the five medicinal herbs. At the same time, the Meditation Handprint changed, and a pair of sword fingers spewed out two streams of crimson soul fire. Every soul cultivator will give birth to a soul fire in his body, some are born strong, some are extremely weak, and the period of entering the underworld is called the first-class soul fire, and the period of retreat is called the second-class soul fire, and so on. The colors of the soul fire are: yellow, yellow, red, crimson, orange, green, blue, purple, gold, black, and white.

Meditation is born with an incomparably weak soul fire, but fortunately, the poison only needs to be tempered with five materials with soul fire, and the requirements are not high.

With all that done, all that's left is waiting time.

Six hours passed.

"It's finished!" said Meditation's eyes opened, and his face showed joy. "Come!" After collecting the soul fire, the meditation cultivator made a one-handed move, and the blood energy returned, revealing a cloud of purple liquid wrapped in it. The meditation cultivator didn't dare to slack off, so he took out a white jade bottle and carefully put it in.

"Whew... It's still that the soul fire is too weak, and it took six hours. "Meditation is a little embarrassed, if you change to Yan Yu, who is naturally good at controlling fire, I'm afraid that it will only be enough for two hours. After all, the green flames of the immortal bird were two levels higher than his own.

"According to the Poison Sutra, the highly toxic liquid dominated by the Dark Rain Violet is applied to the body to absorb the medicinal power. "The meditation also understands that the mystery of this "Poison Sutra" lies in the fusion effect of various rare medicinal materials. Cultivation is not difficult, the difficult thing is to collect materials.

"One last step. The meditation took off his clothes and began to apply purple liquid to his body little by little.

"It's strange, the "Poison Sutra" says that the purple liquid is smeared on the body, and it is itchy and painful. But how can I not only not itch or pain, but also feel a little refreshing. Meditation felt a little strange, and continued to apply with a frown.

The purple liquid is very magical, it seems to be a drop, but it can cover a large area of skin. It took most of the half bottle of purple liquid to finally coat his whole body.

But at this time.

"It's so itchy!" Meditation suddenly felt unbearable, and couldn't help but scratch it.

"Bear with it and don't move, if you touch it, you will lose all your efforts. Lingzhuzi's cold voice came.

The meditation cultivator was stunned for a moment, and slowly put down his desire to scratch his hands.

"It's tickling me...!" The meditation cultivator's eyes were blood-red, and he trembled on the ground. This kind of itching that penetrates deep into the bone marrow is simply more uncomfortable than a person cutting him 300 times.

"Ahh

Finally, the day passed.

"Whew..."The slender slender breath of relief emanating from his skin exuded a long sigh of relief, this itching sensation he didn't want to try again.

Tear pull...

When he wanted to breathe, he suddenly twitched his arm, and he saw a crack in the muscle of his left forearm. Beneath the fat cortex is a layer of purple, followed by bright red muscles, and finally the white bones of the forest.

Pain!

Muscles are torn and cells are broken. The purple liquid molecules desperately merge into the meditation cell, the cell ruptures, then fuses again, and returns...

The meditation was rolling on the ground in pain, and the pain was worse than when it was implanted in the ice ape's backbone. It is a process in which the body is constantly damaged and repaired.

After carrying it for a long time, the meditation was so painful that he fainted.

In the secret room, the ** meditation cultivator collapsed to the ground, and there was some dander and black slag around his body.

"Uhhhh "Did it work?" he whispered. There is no pain in the body, and there is no burden at all. His body was fairer and stronger than ever, and his whole body was much smoother.

"It's all old skin and blockages. Meditation said as he looked at the dander around his body while wearing his pants. As he expected, those black scum were the blockages that blocked the meridians and pores, and now that they were all forced out, he would feel that his whole body was unobstructed.

"Try this poison first!" Meditation's heart moved, and his handprints changed, and he began to work according to the words in the Poison Sutra. "Change!"

Airplanes...

With a slight tremble, the meditation cultivator's entire body instantly turned purple, colorless and odorless. Pinching with two fingers, there are some sticky surnames.

"Try the toxin!" thought as he walked towards a potted plant in the chamber. The purple finger just touched it, and the plant instantly withered and weathered, and even the soil in the pot became lifeless.

"Awesome!" Meditation Cultivation was extremely excited, this poison was too strong. "In the future, in the fight between life and death, I will suddenly use poison, which will definitely have a surprising effect!" he thought that he was excited, and he had another hole card.

"Collect!" his heart moved, and the purple dissipated invisibly. There was a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden. "It seems that the Red Snake Ancestor must be a cultivator, although his poisonous skills are powerful, but compared to me, it is simply not worth mentioning. ”

The meditation cultivation is very self-satisfied, the Red Snake Ancestor only got its form but not its god, and the poisonous skill is only powerful.

In fact, the Red Snake Ancestor knew that he had practiced the fork, but at that time, he was eager for revenge, and he couldn't get the Chaos Dragon Bone at all, so he forcibly cultivated the poison without the Chaos Dragon Bone. But he didn't know that without the neutralization of the Chaos Dragon Bone, the Gloomy Rain Violet would be blindly poisonous! When he was smeared with purple liquid, it was ten thousand times more painful than his meditation. Not to mention his poisonous skills under the appearance of no one or a ghost, it is not bad if he is not dead. (To be continued.) )