Hua Yuqiong frowned secretly, it seems that today's cultivation can't escape.

"Yes, remember."

"Calamity, first improve her Xuan Ling today, and then you will teach him to continue cultivating the magic spirit." Sai Ye looked at the painting Yuqiong, who wilted in an instant, and summoned the disaster out.

"Subordinates obey."

The disaster looked at the wilted and weak painting Yu Qiong, and snickered for a while in the place where the night of the festival and the painting Yu Qiong could not see.

Matsuya stepped aside, and the two Shadows lifted a seat out and lowered it, standing next to it.

Matsuya sits lazily on the chair with her slender legs folded. The hand of the bone knot took the wine glass full of wine next to him, handed it to his lips, and took a sip.

Hua Yuqiong closed her eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground to cultivate, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

The surrounding aura moved in the air towards Hua Yuqiong, burrowed into her body, and slowly surged from the meridians to the dantian following her guidance.

Coupled with the aura accumulated and absorbed in the previous few times, it was not long before Hua Yuqiong reached a bottleneck.

The aura around him was surging like a tidal wave, rolling wildly.

The night of the sacrifice darkened, and the obscure gaze stared at the frowning face of Hua Yuqiong.

Except for the cultivation advantage of the son of gods and demons, the talent of this courtier turned out to be good.

Then, it will not be used by others.

Hua Yuqiong's brows furrowed, and the sweat from her forehead slid down to her chin, dripping onto her clothes.

After a while, Hua Yuqiong exhaled a long breath, and her white hands concluded a few handprints, stabilizing her spiritual power.

The aura around them spread out as if thawed, and slowly flowed in the air.

After a while, Hua Yuqiong opened her eyes, her eyes shining brightly, and a smile bloomed at the corners of her lips.

She is now in the late stage of the Spirit King!

When you reach a new stage, it just feels different. Hua Yuqiong felt that her five senses had risen to a new level, and she was full of joy.

"Congratulations to the painter for his successful breakthrough!" Calamity and calamity appeared, and bowed to Hua Yuqiong.

"Hmm." Hua Yuqiong was in a very happy mood now, and turned her head to look at the night of the festival where she was drinking.

Wait and see, your aunt's strength will catch up with you sooner or later.

Sai Ye looked at Hua Yuqiong's eyes exuding joy, thinking that she was asking for praise, so she said, "Good performance." ”

There was a blank look in Hua Yuqiong's eyes, why did she praise her on the night of the sacrifice?

It's weird.

"Rest for a while, and then the disaster will teach you to cultivate the magic spirit."

The magnetic sound of the night fell into the ears of Hua Yuqiong, but it was like a magic sound.

Hua Yuqiong's face turned pale, and she fell to the ground with a snort.

This man is simply the devil!

No, he's the devil at all!

After resting for a while, the disaster walked up to Hua Yuqiong and said, "Master Painting, it's time to cultivate." ”

She opened one eye, snorted in pain, and raised her arm to her forehead, the wide sleeves of her coat just to cover her face.

"Calamity, can you let me rest for a while, just for a while."

"This ......" looked at the night of the festival with a sad face.

Sai Ye swallowed a sip of wine, and said lightly with thin lips: "Painting Yuqiong, if you can cultivate to the late stage of the King of Arts, the deity will give you a treasure." ”

Treasure?

Hua Yuqiong's eyes suddenly opened, and she sat up and looked at the sacrifice night, "Really? ”

Sai Ye nodded, "You don't break your word." ”

Painting Yuqiong suddenly came to the fighting spirit, and the beast that was given away at the night of the sacrifice was the worst holy beast. Then how could the treasure he gave away be mortal?

Although she is now at the peak of the sorcerer, she firmly believes that she will definitely reach the late stage of the sorcerer.