On this day, Beihe Pan sat in a cave mansion, his body was like an old monk in meditation, and he did not move at all.

Not only were all the prohibitions in the cave opened, but he also laid down several formation prohibitions. After all, Wanling City is not like other cities, this city is extremely chaotic, even if someone sneaks into the cave mansion in the middle of the day, it is not a strange thing.

The strange thing is that on his heavenly spirit, there is a palm-sized Yuan Infant who is as black as ink all over his body at this moment. And this Yuan Infant is naturally himself.

Beihe's Yuan Ying was also sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his body was shrouded in a layer of pale black aura. The back of his small hand rested on his knee, and his five fingers pinched out a strange spell.

If you take a closer look, there is a soybean-sized spot of light in the lower abdomen of his Yuan Ying. Flickering from time to time, it looks extremely strange.

This process lasted for several days before his primordial body trembled and his eyes opened.

At the same time, the soybean-sized spot of light in his Yuanying dantian also dimmed.

Beihe's Yuan Baby's expression was extremely cold, and as soon as Fang opened his eyes, his figure suddenly blossomed, and he disappeared from the spot.

"Huh...... Swish...... Who......"

In the next breath, his Yuan Ying was in the narrow secret room, constantly moving and flashing, as if teleporting, and his whereabouts and trajectory were difficult to capture.

"Huh!"

At a certain moment, I saw Beihe's Yuan Ying paused in the middle of the secret room and stopped.

Then the fingers of his little hand lifted and bounced their fingers.

"Whoosh!"

A small cluster of black flames burst out from the tip of his index finger and struck the wall of the chamber with a muffled thud.

Then a black flame swung out, sweeping through half of the secret room.

Fortunately, the forbidden aura on the wall rose sharply, resisting the high temperature of the black flames.

As the black flame gradually extinguished, Beihe's Yuanying body's index finger and middle finger were brought together, and suddenly pointed out.

"Whew!"

A black sword aura shot out from the tips of his two fingers, and in a flash, it hit the wall again.

"Boom!"

Then I heard a piercing sound of metal clashing.

A forbidden aura appeared on the wall, successfully resisting the blow.

Beihe smiled slightly, and while thinking about it, his fingers pinched, and there were words in his mouth.

With a "buzz", the surface of his primordial body stimulated a layer of protective qi like an eggshell, enveloping him in it.

As the magic of his fingers changed, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a layer of black flames burned around him.

However, the layer of qi he inspired seemed fragile, but it protected him to the death, and he was not affected by the slightest heat wave.

In the middle of the Beihe River, the smile on his face was even worse.

He used the magic power of cultivating the infant pill that Hong Xuanlong gave him back then, and he could already rely on the body of the Yuan Infant to stimulate some ordinary magic powers, and the power was extremely not weak.

In the future, even if his physical body is destroyed, the remaining body of the Yuan Infant will not be like an ordinary monk, without the power to resist.

Moreover, as he continued to cultivate, the strength of his Yuan Infant Body would become stronger and stronger, and he would even be able to fight alone with a cultivator of the same level at that time.

In fact, there are advantages to fighting with people with the body of a primordial infant, one of which is that other people are defenseless, as long as they despise his primordial infant's body, they will inevitably suffer a big loss.

The second is that in the infant pill in his primordial body, there is a vast demon element, which can fight for a long time.

Now for Beihe, what is a little dissatisfied is that the speed at which he relies on the body of the Yuan Infant to absorb the demon qi and refine it into the Demon Yuan is still a little slow.

In addition, the connection between his Yuan Infant Body and the Infant Pill is not completely integrated at the moment, so he can't feel how many Demon Yuan there are in the Infant Pill.

He was not in a hurry about this, because as time passed, his Yuan Infant Body and Infant Pill would completely merge, and the two would become compatible.

As Bei He's mind moved, the black flames that enveloped him and the layer of protective body qi weakened one after the other, and then disappeared.

"Whoosh!"

His primordial infant shot towards his body and sank into the dantian.

In the next breath, Beihe's sitting body took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

Glancing inwardly at the body of the Yuan Infant whose eyes were closed in his dantian, he nodded with satisfaction.

Cultivating the Yuan Infant, this is actually being prepared. If one day he really encountered the danger of his body being destroyed, he would not fall completely.

When he thought of this in his heart, Beihe started the cultivation method of the Yuan Sha Wuji Body again.

For a moment, I saw his body tremble slightly, and a faint black light appeared on the surface.

He could clearly feel that his Yuan Sha Wuji Body had touched the bottleneck of the fifth layer. Although the Evil Emperor Bead in the dantian was constantly gushing out a strong Evil Emperor Qi for him to absorb and refine. But for him to break through to the fifth level, he still needs a suitable opportunity.

While waiting for Baishilou's notice, he was ready to practice this technique quietly, maybe he would break through at some point.

Bei He had been in this City of Ten Thousand Spirits for a month, and after Ling Yan came out of the Hundred Lion Tower with him that day, the two separated.

The other party has a letter of recommendation from the old monster of the Fayuan period, so he only needs to pass the test of his identity, and he can directly become a hundred households, which is very different from him.

What made Beihe a little puzzled was that he had been waiting for half a year, and it wasn't until half a year later that he opened his eyes from meditation, and then turned his hand and took out a transmission note.

I saw him pinch and explode the transmission note, and the latter turned into pieces of spiritual light, condensing into several small characters in mid-air.

After seeing the content of this row of small characters, Beihe touched his chin, stood up with a hula, and walked out of the rented cave for the first time in half a year.

Walking through the streets of the City of All Souls, he found that after half a year of retreat, nothing had changed here.

There was an endless stream of all kinds of demon cultivators on the left and right, these people were evil, greedy, selfish, and yindang, and all of them exuded an aura that was not easy to provoke.

Beihe went all the way in the direction of Baishi Tower, and finally came to the destination.

At this time, he was surprised to find that there were more than 30 people standing in the Hundred Lions Tower.

Without exception, all of these people exuded the fluctuations of cultivation in the Extraordinary Period.

And most of them are mid-stage monks like him, only a small number of them are in the late stage of devastation, and a very small number of them are in the early stage of degeneration.

These more than 30 people will compete for the quota of 300 households.

Everyone thinks that their strength is one in a hundred, so they dare to compete for the hundred households in this Ten Thousand Spirits City.

Beihe, who stepped into this place, was a little puzzled, he swept his eyes around, and he didn't see the old man of the human race who was in the infancy half a year ago.

While thinking about it, he still stopped where he was, quietly waiting.

After a while, a few more people came in from outside the main hall and merged into Beihe and the others.

Bei He's eyes swept over everyone, and he found that among the thirty or so people, the monks from the Sea Spirit Clan were the most, accounting for a small half of the number, and although the people from other ethnic groups accounted for more than half, they were mixed, and there were people from all ethnic groups.

And this is naturally because this place is the closest to the Sea Spirit Clan, and the Sea Spirit Clan is also one of the nine major races on the Tianlan Continent.

At this moment, Bei He guessed in his heart that it was because these people were all like him, and they knew how to make alchemy or formations.

But he suddenly remembered that half a year ago, the old man of the human race in the White Lion Tower had said that half a year later would be the time for many monks in the Extraordinary Stage to compete for a hundred households, which coincided with the present.

So he thinks that the current crowd may be here to compete for a hundred households.

At the thought of this, he frowned. Because his plan is to use his proficient alchemy and formation techniques to join Wanling City, but he doesn't want to fight with these people to compete for the position of a hundred households.

Bei He glanced at an extremely delicate figure beside him, especially the slender and unbearable Hailing woman on the willow waist, and then said softly: "This fairy, isn't he here to compete for the position of a hundred households!"

After hearing his words, the Sea Spirit Clan woman glanced at him, "Could it be that Daoyou is here to play!"

was choked lukewarmly by the other party, and Beihe's face twitched.

At the same time, his heart sank slightly, as if the old man had mistaken him.

Just as he thought so, suddenly the eyes of the crowd looked in the direction of the apse.

Beihe followed everyone's gaze and saw three people walking in from the direction of the apse.

The leader of the three was a man of the Earth Kun clan who was dressed in a white robe and had an extremely burly figure.

This man's gaze was extremely cold, and when he looked at everyone, he still had a smile on his face.

Everyone could clearly feel that from the body of the great man of the Kun clan in this place, there was a fluctuation of cultivation in the dust-free period.

This is a thousand households in Wanling City, and this time he is in charge of recruiting three hundred households.

The two people behind the big man of the Kun clan in this place, one is an old man with long hair and a small and weird soft snake all over his hair.

This person was a monk of the Nine Snake Clan, and this group was at the extreme southern tip of the Tianlan Continent, which was quite rare in the central region.

The other person was a Sea Spirit Clan's monk.

When Beihe saw this person's face clearly, he recognized this person as Shu Lie.

And at this time, Shu Lie also happened to look at him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

For just a moment, Beihe's face became gloomy. He finally knew why he appeared in this Hundred Lion Tower half a year later, and he was also with many demon cultivators who were competing for the position of a hundred households, needless to say, it was also Shu Lie who was playing ghosts.

Bei He had already given birth to a trace of murderous intent in his heart for this person, and at the same time, he was also annoyed by Zhu Qing's actions that day, and secretly said that he must find an opportunity in the future to find Zhu Qing to settle this account!

"Whew!"

Taking a deep breath, after Beihe calmed down, he looked at the thousand households of the Kun clan in that place.

The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and now that they have all reached this point, and Na Shulie has specially calculated him, then he can only take one step at a time. Even if he can't take a special path and compete for a place of 100 households with his strength, he still has some confidence.