"That's what looks good, look at my things quietly, don't give some money for admission, really my cemetery is a free museum? Fight, kill, fight, shout! But who called me a demon!"

Demon Thirteen smiled slightly, with a strong evil aura, and gently sniffed the teacup without tea: this is his habit, although he has been dead for so long, but the habit of liking tea has not changed, there is no tea here, and he is not a real person, just the guardian spirit of this cemetery.

His gaze returned to Jun Mo in the ink pool.

"Using the divine power in the blood of the gods into "spirits" should be able to control the mind well. The strength of the Yuan Infant formed by the body forged with demonic qi is absolutely extraordinary, allowing these two energies to coexist like this, I don't know what the result will be. Jun Mo thought to himself, his eyes naturally closed, and everything in the dantian at this time appeared in his mind - this is an internal vision, a skill that can be used after the heart moves, and he can see everything in the dantian. Although internal vision cannot interfere with everything that happens in the dantian, it can clearly understand the changes in the dantian and help the cultivator make some choices when necessary or critical.

"It's time!"

Looking at the dantian, the figure formed by a black and a gold is already clearly visible, except for the facial features that are still a little blurry, all the physical signs that a person should have have have been fully presented, Jun Mo finally began to practice his idea of Yuanying.

The ancient demon made a decisive move, taking the dantian as the guide, and the two blurred figures, one gold and one black, slowly approached each other, and the strong energy friction brought out some unstable sparks. As the contact surface of these two villains of different colors expanded, the oscillations generated by the collision of energy became more and more intense, and the demonic energy in the dantian, as if it had been ravaged by a typhoon, churned and hit the wall of the dantian.

The collision of two extreme energies was like fire and water, and there was no room for any concessions, and the fierce collision directly affected Jun Mo's body, and the demonic qi running in it became cold and sharp, flowing in the meridians, and pain overflowed his body in an instant.

"I didn't expect the degree of repulsion of these two energies to such a degree, if we continue to fuse, maybe there will be an explosion, but if I give up now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find another way. Yuanying's condensation began, and giving up at this time is equivalent to condensing failure, and I want to start again, I don't know when it will be! It seems that it is not me who forces these two energies to fuse now, but they force me to condense Yuanying! I didn't expect that the passive one would be me!"

Jun Mo was shocked to find that the fusion of these two energies that were incompatible with fire and water in this tricky way actually produced an extreme suction force under the strong repulsion. Now it is not that Jun Mo can separate or fuse this demonic energy and divine power if he wants to, but he wants to use this demonic energy and divine power to conduct a power competition within the dantian. Now his dantian is a arena, his demonic energy and divine power are the players, and he Jun Mo has completely become a spectator, from a referee who hosts the competition to a marginalized spectator!

Demon Thirteen looked at the changes on Jun Mo's body, and was a little surprised: the golden divine power and the black demonic energy no longer occupied half of Jun Mo's body without incident, but began to fight, using Jun Mo's body as a trophy to compete with each other for territory, and the fierce collision brought a strange purple current. Jun Mo's originally peaceful face became distorted because of the pain at this time, and his white skin was sometimes golden and eye-catching, sometimes full of black gas, terrifying and terrifying.

In the ink pool, the black liquid originally flowed smoothly, and when these two forces began to collide with each other, the flow became rapid and violent, which showed that Jun Mo, who had become a marginal audience, not only did not stop because of this, but in this fierce energy collision, it operated even more crazily.

The demon contract in the body erupted with a thicker demonic energy, surrounding the two energies that were entangled and fighting with each other, and slowly began to rotate, from the outside, where the Junmo dantian was located, the light was bright, and the purple brilliance added a bit of beautiful color to this monotonous space.

"Actually forcing the Ancient Demon to run on its own, what is the matter with the energy generated in this battle? It will actually spread from the dantian to the whole body, quickly strengthening my body!"

Jun Mo looked at this scene in shock, the two energies collided, producing a new brilliant purple energy, like water waves, rippling from the dantian, spreading all over the body, feeding every part of his body, this body forged by five years of darkness, in the presence of this energy, became very hungry. Wherever this energy flows, the vitality of one's own cells is greatly improved, and the cells that absorb this energy reveal a powerful breath.

"Metamorphosis, I actually started Metamorphosis in the Yuanying Realm, it seems that this kid's changes in the future may exceed my estimate!"

Demon Thirteen looked at Jun Mo, under the illumination of the three kinds of light, the body sitting cross-legged actually produced a ghost, and this kind of ghosting is the separation of the spirit body and the mortal body that will be produced when the metamorphosis is generated, once this kind of ghosting is completely separated, it can complete the metamorphosis, which is the rebirth as the saying goes. Jun Mo's current ghosting is very shallow, and the magnitude of the ghosting is very small, but this is indeed going through a process of transformation. Judging from this situation, Jun Mo's transformation this time will definitely not be successful, but after experiencing the process of transformation, Jun Mo's strength will also be reborn. If a cultivator wants to transform into a mortal, he usually uses the power of the thunder tribulation and the bathing of immortal energy to recast his body and become an immortal in the eyes of mortals when he is a mortal, and Jun Mo began to experience mortal transformation when he was a baby, and the benefits he got will definitely not be less.

"The collision of demonic energy and divine power seems to have never appeared since the final battle between the true demon and the true god in ancient times. Because there is no difference between victory and defeat, no one can help anyone, so that the subsequent battles are all bets, and the real collision seems to have really stopped. Unexpectedly, after such a long time, these two forces actually collided again in the body of a teenager from a secondary continent. True Demon, True God, I guess I can't hide it from you when your energy collides again, right? Otherwise, the divine power is weak, how can it be comparable to the demonic qi at this time? This kid can only watch from the sidelines, it seems that you still have itchy hands to meddle!"

Demon Thirteen shook his head, from just now, he had already noticed that something was wrong, if it was just Jun Mo fusing these two powers, then there would definitely be no such momentum, but the divine power actually reached the point of being on par with the demonic qi in an instant, except for the two guys who were full of food and support, Demon Thirteen really couldn't think of anyone who could have such power, and instantly located Jun Mo in his grave on the Xiuzhen Continent, a secondary continent in the billions of worlds, and used Jun Mo's body as a position to start a tug-of-war.