At the same time, Han Tu's momentum has reached an unprecedented height, and even the aura between heaven and earth is beating, as if he is excited about the foundation building of the former.

At the same time, at the end of the mountain, a trace of black gas gushed out from the cracks in the rocks, so small that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye. But such a trace of black qi exuded a terrifying aura, and at the moment it gushed out, this black qi, which was not much thicker than a hair, suddenly poured into the air, and in just a few breaths, it turned into a face that covered the sky.

"This time it seems to be different from the previous ones, and the momentum is a bit amazing. ”

"It's so loud, it won't alarm those old guys of the Immortal Society, right?"

"No, the old master has his own tricks, and he has already laid out a magic circle to isolate demonic energy. ”

Hey?

The man sighed lightly: "Old master, how could he be such a magic circle?"

"Could it be that the one who sealed him in the first place?"

He smiled: "Hehe, it's not, it's been ten thousand years in the blink of an eye, and it is not difficult to understand it thoroughly with the wisdom of the old master." ”

At this point in small talk, everyone was relieved. Originally, this magic circle was originally used to suppress the ancient demons, and it was naturally easy to shield the influence of this trace of demonic energy. In this way, it can be regarded as killing chickens with a knife.

After releasing all the pressure on himself, that trace of demonic energy humanized his "eyes" aimed at the direction where the ground was. When it spotted Han Tu's figure, it returned to the form of demonic qi again, and rushed towards Han Tu.

At this time, Han Tu was still in a coma, and he was completely ignorant of everything that was happening in the outside world. That trace of demonic qi was extremely fast, and before the former could wake up, it had already touched its skin.

The skin that was clinging to the demonic energy was like a parched earth, full of cracks. The difference is that the cracks on Han Tu's body are not earthy brown, but purple that seems to be able to charm people's hearts.

Obviously, just touching Han Tu's skin didn't make the magic weapon stop, and seeing that the host was not resisting, he swam along the surface of the skin, all the way to the location under his right eye. And after struggling for a while, it vanished.

At this point, Han Tu returned to his original state, as if nothing had happened. Only that cultivation is solid, and it has been promoted to the foundation building period.

At this point, time seemed to stand still, and everything was calm, but the tattered clothes all over the ground, and the ruined terrain and mountains around it, I am afraid that it is difficult to return to the original state.

The resources required to create such a huge magic circle are also staggering, even for the magic capital, it is definitely not a small number. But those high-level officials didn't show the slightest sense of flesh pain, as if it was their great luck to cultivate such a carrier as Han Tu who could withstand demonic energy.

Han Tu slowly opened his eyes, and he was lying quietly on the ground at this time. And instead of feeling dizzy because of a long coma, on the contrary, there is a feeling of refreshment.

He reached out in disbelief and chuckled subconsciously.

I actually built the foundation, although the process is a little regrettable...... But......

Han Tu's smile faded as he sat up, a pendant in the shape of a golden lock slipping from his body, bringing a chill of ice.

He grasped it in his hands, and his thoughts returned to the last moment before he fell unconscious, and the struggling, crying children seemed to be in front of him, lingering.

Han Tu took a deep breath, stood up, and moved his body slightly. Then he frowned and muttered, "How can you not feel a noticeable change?"

Subsequently, he tried to mobilize the spiritual power in the dantian. At this time, the spiritual power did not directly enter the black bones, and it had an amplifying effect on Han Tu's whole body. Instead, it turned into wisps of aura, slowly filling the black bones.

"It seems that it is not easy to mobilize this spiritual power. At the very least, it is absolutely impossible to do this exercise of breaking the arm. ”

Thinking of this, Han Tu profoundly realized that the exercises he had cultivated had indeed reached the point where he had to be replaced.

It's just that even if his identity at the moment is a demon cultivator, he doesn't have the slightest intention of cultivating. Originally, he was quite confident in his willpower, but after seeing that after joining the Demon Cultivator, he would be forced to do what he needed to do, and his heart was a little shaken.

Can you really resist these temptations?

"Hehe, little friend, how do you feel?"

A slightly old voice remembered from Han Tu's diagonal back, and he subconsciously turned to look at the source of the sound, only to realize that it was the first old man to look at him outside the circle before.

Han Tu bent down and arched his hand: "Junior, Han Tu, meet the seniors." ”

After saying this, Han Tu himself almost chuckled. The word "senior" is really easy to use, at least in most cases, in the face of people who are far beyond themselves in cultivation and don't know the details of their identity, they can be described like this.

"No need to be polite, you are a talent selected by the old man, this time you can successfully build the foundation, the old man will naturally get enough rewards. And you are the first demon cultivator who can become a lord-level existence just by virtue of the early stage of foundation building. ”

Although Han Tu had already decided to build a foundation, he would break away from the Demon Capital. But in front of this unfathomable senior, he categorically didn't dare to reveal his true thoughts, so he could only quickly thank a few words.

How could the old fox, who had lived for two hundred years, not see that Han Tu had other intentions? However, since the latter was his cash cow, he would definitely take more care of him.

"You have something to ask for, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

The other party did say so, but Han Tu didn't mean to tell the truth, but asked another question lightly: "Senior, you should have noticed that I don't have a magic mark on my forehead, right?

The old man smiled indifferently: "It's okay, although there are not many people with extremely strong mental power like you, there will still be a few every ten years." As for the matter of the magic seal, you don't have to worry too much. In fact, this is also good for you, at least those immortal cultivators who claim to be decent will not be able to see anything. ”

As we all know, the effect of the magic seal can directly target the divine consciousness of immortal cultivators. To a certain extent, it can affect their minds, or it can be used as a means of protection in case the other party will reveal the secrets of the magic capital.

And there is only one reason why the old man doesn't care, since Han Tu already has the existence of demonic energy on his body, it is inevitable that he will not be able to get out of their control. In this case, what does it make if there is a magic mark or not?