The four treasures suddenly shined brightly, illuminating the inside and outside, these four treasures are Mo Xian's refining into the body, that is, the Six Soul Flags, the Zhu Toad Sword, the Tianji Ring and the Thousand Miles of Cloud Smoke Bow, which makes people unable to force their eyes.

"Amazing! I actually used the golden light of the wheel to reshape my body!" the wild monk praised.

Mo Xian was shattered at that moment, and everyone thought it was unfortunate, who knew that he actually took this opportunity to break away from the demon body and reshape a body, which was also due to the fact that he was the incarnation, and his incarnation was different.

Under normal circumstances, the incarnation is divided into two categories, there is a reliance and no reliance, there is no reliance on pure oneness, this kind of incarnation, at least the merit reaches the Yuan Infant, because after reaching the Yuan Infant, the thinking field, the divine consciousness can be differentiated, and can not exist for a long time, of course, the higher the merit, the longer the existence, Mo Xian has seen a lot, the general incarnation is one or two grades weaker than oneself; , he is even stronger than himself, because with the help of curiosities.

In the incarnation of dependence, there is a type that is different, often with the help of other people's relics or monsters, this kind of incarnation is often related to the cultivation of this body, but it will not exceed the deity, Mo Xian's incarnation is like this.

He used Qiu Cicada's body as the base and turned into a body, but this kind of body has a flaw, that is, he can't take the initiative to improve his cultivation, but this restriction is broken today.

Mo Xian's body turned into a blood mist, and then recombined, it was no longer an autumn cicada, but a real body, as if he had re-entered the world, Mo Xian felt that countless information was being rearranged, and every subtle part of the body followed a strange constraint, and these constraints actually came from a tiny filament in the smallest unit structure of the body that was invisible to the naked eye.

Mo Xian had a kind of enlightenment, this is a three-dimensional talisman, two long filaments are intertwined with each other, and the talisman he has learned is far less than it is in case compared to it.

Mo Xian once again felt that he had become a myriad of consciousnesses, among which there was actually a consciousness dealing with these things, the talisman was twisted, and the blood mist was colluding with each other in a way that seemed to be very mysterious, and he was reorganizing.

He felt that the wings of the autumn cicada were disappearing, and he understood that the manifestation talisman on the wing was just a very small part of the explicit expression of the fundamental talisman, and there were a large number of implicit expressions, so it was!

Some expressions of the reconstituted body appeared, the wind gently blew out from the inside of the body, solidified at different frequencies, his body was far more suitable for fighting than before, especially the attributes of the wind, for the first time, it was fully revealed, as long as he was conscious together, the wind changed for no reason, not only the previous wind, but also the wind blade, the wind beam, and even the wind escape.

In the past, he specialized in learning a spell Yin Yang Escape to make up for his own shortcomings, but now, he found that wherever there was air, he could mix silently and colorlessly in the wind.

In a word, after this catastrophe, he was reborn, he has long ceased to be an autumn cicada, nor is he an ordinary human body, he let out a long howl, the whistling sound together, listened carefully, actually contained a wonderful rhythm, the air suddenly turbulent, the wind surrounded him.

"Congratulations to the junior brother, reborn in blood, I didn't expect that the junior brother was in a desperate situation, and he actually took the opportunity to refine his body and get a glimpse of the avenue. Xuan Zhenzi looked at Mo Xian with a smile on his face and said.

"Nothing, my avatar is lucky, and I borrowed a trace of the golden light of the wheel to reorganize. Mo Xian couldn't help but be happy.

Everyone said goodbye one after another, Xuan Zhen and Yuan Zhen took a few disciples and Mo Xian all the way, but Liyu did not come, he was still on Baidong Island. But this time, it was not that there were no casualties, there were three fewer people who came than those who went back, Mo Xian sighed secretly.

Soon after returning to his cave mansion, Mo Xian got the news and knew the truth of this incident, Devadatta was beaten into the turbulence of time and space, and in a short time, I am afraid that he will not be able to come back, but Mo Xian faintly felt that things were not as the high-level said.

He went to the Ice Palace, and several monks he ambushed, including Yuanying and Jindan monks, he sent them to the Ice Palace, and the Ice Palace has now become the territory of the Ice Spirit Sect, and he has taken out a trace of the soul of several people, attached it to the jade plate, and handed it to Zuo Ling.

In a cave in the Mogan Mountains, the cave is very high, dozens of zhang long, several people shrouded in black robes, driving the coolies to build an altar, the altar is based on stone, up to eighteen zhang, the little leader of the overseer looked at the black-robed man, nodded and said: "Immortal master is good!"

And the person known as the immortal master, did not pay attention to him, but took care of himself to sense the direction of the aura, chasing the spiritual breath in the leyline, this altar is very important, it was built by Devadatta's order, used to communicate with the Demon Palace, the Demon Palace is in the depths of time and space, and the trajectory of the operation is extremely complicated, except for Devadatta, ordinary cultivators cannot reach it at all, and similarly, the people inside cannot come out.

Devadatta instructed his people to set up an altar in a small sect in Moganshan, this small sect has a beautiful name Ziyang Sect, which was subdued by one of Devadatta's original incarnations, and the highest cultivation is only the Jindan period, and it is a rare master to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.

Since the subjugation of the Ziyang Sect, Devadatta ordered them to build altars, and not to use spells, and the location and orientation determination were all done by Devadatta's incarnation.

Later, his incarnation left, but before leaving, he confessed, ordered them to complete it as soon as possible, and left an edict.

The monk who was hiding in the black robe, his eyes looked at these laborers, showing a mocking light, they did not know, they would not get out of this cave alive, including the overseer, their fate was sealed, at the last moment, it will be used as a sacrifice for the altar, the altar is built, it needs flesh and blood, these people are the flesh and blood of the altar!

Devadatta himself didn't know when and where he was, there was a light and shadow outside the Demon Palace, and the space was constantly generating and destroying, like a great tide, impacting the Demon Palace.

Space generation and destruction, release a little vitality, sucked into the Demon Palace, within the Demon Palace, the vitality is also sufficient, but in the hundreds of millions of times of time generation and destruction, it is rare to see small space generation.

The Demon Palace has been damaged, and in this attack, let the earth, water, fire, and wind rush into the Demon Palace, and dozens of people died before it stabilized, if he hadn't been injured, it wouldn't have been like this at all.

Now the Demon Palace has finally stabilized, and the space in the Demon Palace is very large, even like a small world, and the palaces are grouped, but there are traces left by the earth, water, fire, and wind everywhere, although it has been repaired, it has not been fully restored.

Now start by determining your own location. (To be continued.) )