"What a huge spirit!!"

Emperor Shakti felt the essence rushing everywhere in his body, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, and secretly sighed, people are born with a Dao body, and they are really blessed, a monk of the eighth level of qi refining can contain such a huge amount of essence, absorb him, and my injuries can be healed.

He couldn't help but be surprised, the essence contained in this monk's body was no less than the few big centipedes he had eaten before, and the essence hidden in a piece of Centipede King's flesh. Absorb him, if nothing else, at least this injury will not be a big deal.

Don't think much about it, close your eyes and silently run the exercises, slowly carry the residual demonic power in the body in the meridians, the essence rolls in the body, rushes into the meridians, and under the drive of the demonic power, after a few weeks, it is refined into wisps of demonic power, so that the originally exhausted demonic power will be abundant every week of operation.

The 108,000 pores around his body were all opened, and the spiritual energy in the valley was tumbling towards him, following the pores and meridians, quickly pouring into his body, and the pitch-black demonic qi had covered the surroundings in a blink of an eye. It makes people not see the things in the demon fog at all.

At this moment, Shakti's powerful digestive function was completely manifested, a whole person was swallowed into his abdomen, and if someone could see the situation in his stomach at this time, they could clearly see that the monk inside was rapidly melting away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into wisps of essence.

Rising in the body, part of it is integrated into the internal organs, every inch of flesh and blood in the body, making the flesh more powerful, and in the demon mist, the countless large and small wounds cut by the sword qi of the emperor Shakti have healed at an astonishing speed under the nourishment of the essence, and the wounds on both sides, as if they are alive, wriggled on their own, slowly connected together, and completely recovered as before.

The only thing that made Emperor Shakti feel a little troublesome was the sword qi that rushed into his body, which was extremely stubborn, and it was like two sworn enemies with the demon power.

Although Emperor Shakti personally drove the demonic power to refine the sword qi little by little, in this refining process, the pain caused was far beyond what people could bear.

"Boom, boom!!"

Just as Shakti was still absorbing the essence produced by the cultivator's refining, an eagle came to inform him and guide the way in the sky, and every time it took, the earth roared, and the sound of chaotic and hurried footsteps came from outside the valley, as if there were a large group of wild beasts running fiercely. And the earth that was shaken shook shook up.

"Eagle Sky, the king is injured, how can you leave, you should be guarding by the king's side, what if there is an accident when the king is injured?"

Bai Sujiao shouted.

"That's right, Yingkong, if this time I cause damage to the king because of this negligence, I, Yuan Tian, will definitely not rest with you. Yuan Tian's rough voice sounded.

"When we arrived in the valley, all the clansmen were left behind, and the four of us hurried in. The moon screamed, swished, and rushed in from outside the valley, followed by several other leaders. Their first reaction as they came in was to quickly glance into the valley.

Seeing that there was a place in the valley shrouded in thick black fog, one by one's eyes suddenly lit up, and they quickly rushed to the front of the black fog, and without saying much, the four of them stood directly in the four directions, guarding the black fog tightly in the middle. Having already witnessed the cultivation of Emperor Shakti, they naturally knew that it was their king who was in the black mist.

One by one, the eldest with open eyes, his eyes were shining, and he glanced around. Don't let go of a trace of wind and grass.

Of course, the fire bull in the valley still lying on the ground did not escape their sight. The fire bull was also hit quite hard, and the wounds on his body were not much less than those of Emperor Shakti, but, under the coagulation of blood, the wounds no longer bleed, lying on the ground, the eyes of the fire bull showed a gray brilliance, extremely dim, as if there was no life.

The only thing that knew it was alive was the grief that still flashed in his eyes. This is already quite a human surname, and it can be seen that its wisdom and spiritual surname will definitely not be below the four of them.

"The king was injured just to save it?" Bai Susu looked at the fire ox with a hint of unkindness in his eyes. In her opinion, the reason why Wang was injured was entirely because of this fire bull.

Bai Yue glanced at the fire bull and said, "Bai Susu, this fire bull may become our side." "The wolf king has been by the emperor's side since the beginning, and he has come all the way, so he naturally knows that for all the spirit beasts with spirit surnames that can be subdued, the king will spare no effort to use the means to be included in the seat. Looking at it now, they have realized that this fire bull is afraid that it will become their brother.

"Hmm!!"

When Yingkong and Yuan Tian heard this, they both nodded involuntarily. Apparently agrees with this view.

"Whew!!"

Under the protection of the four leaders, in the blink of an eye, a full hour passed, and suddenly, the demon mist that had not changed began to roll violently, and Bai Susu saw it, but their eyes were happy. Under their gaze, the demon mist only rolled for a moment before quickly converging towards the middle. It's as if the gas suddenly expands and then begins to shrink in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the demon mist dissipated, and then, in the middle, a tall body stood impressively on the ground, it was a black tiger, the size of the black tiger, unusually huge, full of ordinary tiger clan, one or two times the size, the tiger on the body was majestic, and the powerful king overlord qi continued to spit out from the purple king pattern on his forehead.

Intimidate all beings!!

This black tiger is none other than Emperor Shakti, who opened his eyes and saw Bai Susu and them guarding the surroundings, his heart sank, and said, "Worship the moon, Yuan Tian, have all the other clansmen brought here." ”

"King, the rest of the people are outside the valley, and only the four of us have come into the valley to protect you. Wang, what are your injuries?" Bai Susu asked with some hesitation as he looked at Emperor Shakti with wide eyes.

"My injuries are no longer serious, I can't stay here longer, you guys go out immediately, integrate the team, and we'll leave here right away. The light in Emperor Shakti's eyes flashed, Zhong Yunfei fled, he didn't know if the other party would call someone over, the sooner he left, the safer.

Seeing this, they left the valley one after another, and each of them went to integrate his own tribe, and in an instant, in the valley, only the emperor and the half-dead fire ox lying on the ground were left.

"It's better to mourn than to die!!"

Seeing the look in the eyes of the fire cow at a glance, Emperor Shakti understood why the fire cow was like this, with the surname of Ling, he cared about more things, for example, his own child, which was more cherished and loved, and the little fire cow of the fire cow had died under Zhong Yunfei's demon sword. He personally fought with monks like Zhong Yunfei and them. Understand that there is no hope for revenge.

As soon as hope is gone, a kind of sadness and despair rises in my heart. Lack of regard for life. That's the look in its eyes.

"Fire Bull, this king saved you because of your talent and wanted to take you under the seat, and now it seems that what this king saved is just a waste. Emperor Shakti came to the fire ox, looked at it coldly, and said unceremoniously: "This king does not accept waste, if you still want to take revenge, get up by yourself, follow me, I will give you strength." ”

After saying this, Emperor Shakti didn't have any more than half a sentence, no nostalgia at all, turned around and walked out of the valley, the pace under his feet was quite steady, as if he didn't care about the life and death of the fire ox at all, and even whether it would follow. And just like that, left the valley.

"Whew!!"

The gloomy look in the fire bull's eyes suddenly began to dissipate, and in its place, a deep hatred, and a burning expectation, began to have a color of hope in his eyes.

With a low roar, the fire bull struggled to stand up on his knees from the ground, the wound on his body that had already coagulated broke a lot again, blood flowed out of the wound, and all four legs were a little soft because of excessive blood loss, but the fire bull ignored it, and the gaze in his eyes stared at the direction that Shakti left. Looking at the little fire bull behind him that was shattered into countless pieces by the sword qi, the hatred was even more profound. Moving his body step by step, he firmly followed the direction that Shakti had left, and followed.

Between human beings, there is hatred, and in order to take revenge, they can endure all kinds of suffering, but among animals, the hatred is remembered more profoundly. More unforgettable.

Outside the valley, the migratory party moved again, moving forward and running rapidly.

The emperor was outside the valley, but when the fire ox stood up again, there was a hint of approval in his eyes. He believes that as long as the fire bull stands up, in the future, there will be a powerful helper by his side. Hatred, in cultivation, is often a powerful catalyst. It will greatly speed up the cultivation speed.

"Strength, great strength. ”

Emperor Shakti silently warned himself in his heart that if he didn't have great strength, he would not be able to move an inch in the Nanban Mountain Range. What really made him feel rewarded this time was that after swallowing that monk, he found that the essence and blood essence in the human body was really quite huge, and swallowing him almost absorbed fifty percent of the huge power in the body of this eighth-layer qi refining monk.

This fifty percent is also quite huge, and it is quite fifty percent of the monk's cultivation during his lifetime. This made the huge wounds suffered by the body completely heal in a short period of time.

"No, I'm just a spirit now, I don't have the ability to open up the demon mansion, and I can only refine fifty percent of the essence power hidden in the blood food. The remaining fifty percent has no way to waste it in vain. If you open up the Demon Mansion and promote to a demon beast, you will be able to absorb seventy percent of the essence power from the blood food. ”