Chang'an, who took a deep breath, flashed with surprise between his eyes opened and closed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking up at the dead air shrouded in the top of his head, Chang'an's heart was suddenly pleasantly surprised, what he didn't expect was that this made many monks talk about the change of color, and the blood-eating demon was actually made of dead energy, and what was even more incredible was that this demonic with consciousness had the pure energy contained in his body that could be directly absorbed without any condensation, which was a great supplement for Chang'an.

His eyes lit up, he was still unfinished, he licked his lips, raised his hand to uncover the disguise on his face, revealing the white and bloodless, extremely cold and handsome face, and then took off the robe of the three sects on his body, sat cross-legged on a stone rock, pinched the law with his hand, and suddenly spit out a bead of blood from his mouth.

Under the urging of spiritual power, the blood beads suddenly spread out in all directions at an extremely fast speed, and the bursts of bloody aura that spread made all the wandering demons inside and outside the 10,000 meters make a tingling and gloomy sound, and almost without any hesitation, they rushed towards the bloody aura that made them crazy.

Looking down, this scene was extremely terrifying, whether it was wandering around, looking for monks, or fighting demons, they were all showing blood-red eyes, smiling, and rushing to Chang'an, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone steps with his eyes slightly closed.

I don't know how long it took, Chang'an, who was waiting quietly with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes with a sneer, and suddenly saw many wandering demons emerging in front of him, like a tide, but this tide was not blue, but black with an eerie sound.

Chang'an's face was as usual, there was no change, and when these wandering demons continued to rush in, rushed to within 100 meters, and sucked in violently, the black mist that overflowed from his mouth and nostrils, with a burst of squirming, instantly filled the top of Chang'an's head, turning into a faceless human head, and swallowing it towards the rushing demons.

Countless moths like a wave of fire, as if crashing into the stone rock on the shore, let out bursts of frightened roars, shrouded in the force of sucking, pulled away, almost no hesitation, any room for resistance, was swallowed up by the heads of people above Chang'an's head one by one.

In the spiritual sea of Chang'an Dantian, the black dead air that occupies half of the position, as if injected with new blood and life, is getting stronger and stronger, more and more vigorous, and the dead air that puts the Buddha is boiled, in the boiling, constantly expanding, and the black human head that permeates the sky above Chang'an's head is growing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

The suction power that shrouded in a hundred meters and beyond is constantly extended, and the scope is constantly expanding, but the more so, the more crazy the wandering demon that rushes in, the more crazy it is, the blood beads that are stagnant in front of Chang'an, and the pure blood smell sprinkled by it, is like a bright moon in the dark, so eye-catching, so dazzling and bright.

Every time he devoured a rushing demon, Chang'an could clearly feel the ever-strengthening death qi in his body, and he could clearly perceive that under this continuous and huge amount of pure death qi, the Nine Xuan True Venerable Three Divine Heavenly Techniques had become stronger at an unimaginable speed.

I don't know how long it took, when the face was dead, and the suction power in the mouth had shrouded thousands of kilometers away, a crisp sound like breaking through some kind of barrier suddenly sounded from Chang'an's mind, making him close his eyes and swallow it, his eyebrows raised sharply, and when a stronger breath emerged outside the body than before, Chang'an opened his mouth slightly and spit out in surprise: "Extreme Spirit Building Foundation..."

Chang An took a big breath, opened his eyes in disbelief, looked at the many wandering demons that were still rushing towards him, and continued to control the dead qi to continue to devour, and he just glanced at it, and with excitement, he continued to close his eyes and meditate, consolidating his cultivation.

Before entering the Immortal Gu God Tomb, Chang'an and Shangling built a foundation, and the Extreme Spirit built a foundation, although it was only one step away, but the huge spiritual power required in it could not be described in words, if it was still in the Sanmen Sect, it would continue to devour the dead qi in the corpse tower, to say the least, it would take half a year.

But let Chang'an didn't expect that this legendary tomb of the Immortal Gu God, full of dangers, for himself, is simply a practice room with many treasures, and it is a practice room that no one is competing for, thinking that he has broken through the spirit and reached the extreme spirit, which is equivalent to the cultivation of the Great Perfection in the later stage of foundation building, the countless surprises and excitement in the Chang'an spiritual consciousness are finally turned into three words, Xuanxiao Sect...

Huge death qi, instead of spiritual power, under the Nine Xuan Zhenzun Three Divine Heavenly Technique, what is the advanced divine speed, the wandering demon who is feared by them in the eyes of others, in the eyes of Chang'an, is simply an inexhaustible treasure, how fortunate Chang'an is, when he cultivated the first Xuantian of the Nine Xuan Zhenzun Three Divine Heavenly Technique, he chose death qi.

During Chang'an's continuous cultivation time, those monks who entered the Immortal Gu Divine Tomb with Chang'an had already started a fierce competition, avoiding the wandering demons again and again, breaking the prohibition again and again, and moving towards the center of the giant city in groups.

Tens of thousands of disciples, in the competition with other monks, continue to decrease, while the demon who sucks their flesh and blood is constantly getting stronger, I don't know how long it has been, it may be a year, it may be two years, it may be four or five years, frantically looking for the demon figure, devouring Chang'an, I don't know how many places I have gone in these years.

South City, West City, North City, East City, all the wandering demons that were permeating the periphery were almost emptied by him, and under the boundless, huge thick clouds that shrouded a radius of ten miles, a young man who was standing at this moment with a cold expression, eyes like electricity, and long hair dancing wildly behind him.

Every time the young man moved, the black clouds above his head also moved, and all the wandering demons, as long as they were shrouded in the black clouds, almost seemed to lose their gravity, drifting towards the thick clouds in the sky, fusing together, making the thick clouds even bigger.

This horrific scene also made all the monks afraid to avoid it, this kind of terrifying aura that is not like a wandering demon, but the same as the dead air on the wandering demon, makes all the monks who have seen this scene unforgettable, and when they see it from afar, they will flee in the wilderness, even the monks who are cultivating in the Jindan period are also in the uncertain look, immediately stay away.

"Forbidden..."

Chang'an, who was walking, was suddenly slightly stunned, talked about it, and then walked directly through the prohibition and continued to walk forward, the back of the hand standing, so that the young man who was trembling in the distance was hiding in the ruins of a stone pillar, and his eyes were wide open, and his pupils shrank even more violently.

He has been guarding here for a long time, and the intact prohibition indicates that there may be a tomb underground, and it is a tomb that has not been discovered, but in his eyes, even if the Jindan monk wants to break it, he will have to abolish the prohibition that he will work hard to abandon, and in front of the young man who is slowly moving away in his eyes, if it does not exist, the diameter passes through.

Even the Jindan period didn't dare to be so careless, you must know that the prohibition of the Immortal Gu Divine Tomb, the power contained in it, even if it was a monk who cultivated in the Jindan period, if he was not careful, he would end up seriously injured, and it was a fool's dream to be as relaxed and chic as a young man, and what made him even more unbelievable was that the other party did not break the ban at all, but passed through it directly.

"Could it be that this young man is an old monster in his infancy..."

Dumbfounded, he hurriedly rubbed his eyes, looked at the figure that had disappeared at the end of his gaze, took a sharp mouthful of saliva, and fled immediately without thinking about it, this scene, he may not be able to forget it in his life.

In the Immortal Ancient God Tomb, Chang'an devoured the wandering demons over and over again, cultivated over and over again, and on the way to find the wandering demons, he naturally encountered many broken or forbidden ones that had been broken, and he was used to driving, Chang'an would naturally stop and pause, analyze and study, and rehearse countless times in his mind, until he had the confidence to cross and leave, and then move to other places with a satisfied smile.

In the past few years, Chang'an's understanding of the formation method has increased to the point of shocking, and the prohibition of decomposition research has reached tens of thousands, and the prohibition of production is even different.

Up to now, Chang'an only needs to take a glance to immediately know how this formation is performed, and how it can pass through silently without breaking it or causing the forbidden formation to open.

At this moment, Chang'an suddenly stopped and paused, slightly stunned, the transparent big hand of Na Lingshu was slammed behind him, and the young man who was running away suddenly felt a huge suction force, which was pulling him backwards and flying backwards, under the operation of the dantian spiritual sea, the spiritual power that emerged collapsed directly at the moment when it overflowed the body, and the frightened young man's face immediately turned pale, his eyes showed fear, and he begged for mercy again and again.

"Seniors spare their lives, seniors spare their lives..."

Looking at the young man who was constantly struggling and begging for mercy under the Naling technique, Chang'an, whose face was as usual and could not see any joy or anger, glanced at the storage bag hanging on the young man's waist lightly, a particularly familiar aura that made him unable to help it, and asked in a cold voice: "In your storage bag, is there a magic weapon of innate grade?"

The young man looked at Chang'an, whose face was pale and his eyes were shrouded in a black dead air, as if he had crawled out of a cemetery to ask questions coldly, his heart shrank violently, and a majestic death qi that made him tremble terrified came down from the sky and gathered around him, sensing the terrifying aura in the dead air that was enough to make his soul collapse, and the young man trembled violently in fright.

"My words, don't say them twice, there are... Or not..."

"Yes, yes..."The young man hurriedly replied, until this time, he finally understood that the dead aura that made all the monks in the Immortal Gu God Tomb panic and cover the sky was actually emitted by the young man in front of him with a terrifying aura.

Chang An didn't say a word, his heart moved at will, and the big hand turned into a spiritual technique directly ripped off the storage bag from the young man's waist and brought it in front of Chang'an, sensing that there were two magic weapons that exuded innate breath, and Chang'an nodded with satisfaction.