And Wang Fang's predecessor was lucky, and he really got him an exercise, and he groped for a little bit to cultivate to the level before Wang Fang's crossing, but in the end, everything was cheaper than Wang Fang.

But what makes Wang Fang criticize the most is that every time he practices, he has to turn into his original form, although Wang Fang doesn't mind the body of a tiger, but every time he has to practice on his stomach, he can't help but feel tired.

And then if you break through the level of enlightenment, you will reach the level of spirits, and the demon beasts at this level have refined the transverse bones between their throats, and they can speak human words, but they still have not turned into human bodies, but they can already cultivate some mana.

If you have some qualifications, you can also explore some spells, such as those black winds, illusions, dreams, ** and other small techniques, and if you want to break through at this level, it will take a hundred years at that time.

If you're lucky enough to break through, you'll be able to transform next, but you'll have to be struck three times by lightning that day, and you'll be able to change your muscles and bones.

If you can't resist, then congratulations, you can immediately turn into a human form and build the avenue again; if you can't resist, you can also congratulate you, you can turn into ashes, and you don't have to continue to suffer from the pain of this red dust, hehe, that is really a hundred years of cultivation once gone.

At this level, only one or two of the ten can pass, and it is dangerous and dangerous, but from then on, the path of cultivation will be much smoother.

After the transformation, it should be a demon pill, which can be said to be a demon law through the sky compared to the previous one, but it is better to prevent the human monks from coming to subdue the demon and take the pill.

After all, the demons in this realm not only can refine the demon pill and demon blood, but also the skin and bones around the body, and the internal organs can also be used to refine magic weapons and magic weapons, and even the flesh and blood are good ingredients for the monks, and Wang Fang has just condensed the demon pill and officially stepped into this realm.

It can be seen from this that the divine light emitted by the word 'king' on Wang Fang's forehead can directly transform a mortal beast into a human form, which is against the sky, eliminating the worry of his own qualifications, and saving all kinds of disasters in the cultivation of the demon clan.

But without those trainings, they don't know whether they are good or bad, their hearts and combat power will definitely be greatly affected, and I am afraid that even their future cultivation will be more difficult, but if they don't get the chance, ordinary mortal beasts may only be able to wander in birth, old age, sickness and death for the rest of their lives.

There are also a few people who really have a chance to practice, even if it is a drop in the ocean, there is no one in a million, if you really want to compare, it should be considered earned, you are the blood of the heavenly dragon, but you have no chance to cultivate, it is also in vain, once the age of a few decades passes, it is inevitable to go to reincarnation.

Wang Fang sensed slightly, and knew that the newly baked boar spirit in front of him not only turned into a human form, but when he reached the realm of transformation, even the mana was fully equipped in place, and he directly had the cultivation of the demon of the initial transformation.

Moreover, the little demon that was transformed by his divine light, a trace of divine soul was naturally ingested into the word 'king', and a rune was formed, and life and death were controlled by him, which was also disliked by Wang Fang.

If you want to say that this divine light can only ignite some of his subordinates, why is Wang Fang so happy? You must know that this world is still dominated by its own strength, if you don't have much cultivation, you can't live forever, and when the calamity comes, even if your subordinates are full of talents, it will not help, and they will just turn to ashes.

It's just that if you think so, you underestimate this divine light, and I don't know what kind of great power it creates, and the demons that are ignited by it, every time they cultivate ten points of mana, they will be drawn out to fill Wang Fang, and after the conversion of the word 'Wang' on Wang Fang's forehead, there will be nothing incompatible.

You must know that the demon cultivation is not like the human race, there is no way that cannot be done, and if you cultivate mana, you will go crazy, and you will use your mana to score it in the future.

If Wang Fang points out a hundred little demons, and at the same time, when he cultivates a hundred years of mana, Wang Fang is like a hundred fellow practitioners, each of whom gives him one-tenth, and there will be a thousand years of mana.

"Big ...... Hum...... King...... Hmph!"

The wild boar essence was ignited by Wang Fang, and there was a mysterious information transmitted to his mind, he knew what the situation was now, knew how much opportunity he had encountered, and rolled up with excitement on his face, kneeling down and bowing down in front of Wang Fang's seat naked.

Wang Fang looked up and down at the dark boar essence in front of him, but his divine sense was sensing the rune representing the wild boar essence in the word 'Wang' on his forehead.

Species: Wild boar

Daoxing: Initial human form

Talent supernatural powers: devour all things in heaven and earth into the stomach, and turn into nothingness in a moment (note: to the Tao behavior, do what you can, use with caution!)

"Haha, good!"

After picking up the treasure, when he saw that the wild boar spirit had its own talent and magical powers, it was still a kind of infinite potential in the future, Wang Fang was unconsciously happy again, I was afraid that this wild boar that he picked up casually was still a descendant of the ancient divine beast.

A trace of blood was led out by Wang Fang's demon divine light, giving birth to this magical power, even if this wild boar did not get a chance in Wang Fang's hands today, if it can enter the path in the future, I am afraid it will not be ordinary.

"Well, you are the first little demon under this king, when this king thinks about it, I will give you a name, so as not to go out and lose the face of this king!"

Wang Fang smiled, unconsciously stood up and walked back and forth, and from time to time glanced at the wild boar essence that was kneeling at the bottom of the stairs and humming around in his mouth.

It is said that Wang Fang was the hardcore of a certain drama that was replayed more than 3,000 times in his previous life, so even if he became a goblin in this life, he didn't care much, he was still a little happy, and even recalled a certain drama carefully.

The monster cave that appeared in it was imitated through, and this monster was imitated a little there, and that monster was imitated a little, so if you walk around his cave, you will find that it is familiar here, and it is familiar there, but I can't remember where I have been.

Now it reflects the effect of this iron rod again, looking at the wild boar essence, Wang Fang's head couldn't help but twitch, and he naturally thought of the monster.

At that moment, his heart moved, and he looked carefully at the wild boar spirit, looking at the black face and short hair, long mouth and big ears, steel file fangs, a mane on the back of his head, and a dark and rough skin that was afraid of people, which was no different from the demon.

The more I thought about it, the more satisfied Wang Fang became, and the corners of his mouth grinned at the moment: "It's you, the mouth is three feet long at the beginning, and the fangs are out of the silver lamp." A pair of round eyes are like electricity, and the wind is squeezing in both ears. The back of the head is long and lined with iron arrows, and the skin is rough and green. ”

The wild boar saw that Wang Fang was staring at him, and his mouth was still chanting words, and he didn't know what he was talking about, so he looked down at himself, as if there was nothing wrong, wasn't it a little darker?

"Hehe, idiot, come here, this king will give you a name today, and you can earn a prestige in the future, but you have to remember this king, don't insult this name!"

Wang Fang looked at the hope that suddenly radiated from the eyes of the wild boar spirit, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

It turned out that he wanted to choose a name for himself, and the wild boar endured the boiling excitement in his heart, straightened his back, and listened carefully.

Coughing lightly, Wang Fang said solemnly:

"Ahem, listen up, your body is a pig, you might as well take the pig as your surname, and then use the gang as the number, how about it?"

"Hmph...... Hum...... Pig...... Hum...... Rigid ...... Hmph...... "The boar spirit lowered his head and muttered a few words, gradually showing joy on his face, and then suddenly kowtowed:

"I ...... Hum...... Pig...... Pig...... Hum...... Rigid ...... Thank...... Hum...... Oversized...... Big ......"

"Go, go, you go to a quiet cave to practice human language, with your pig snort and listen to the tired panic, this king will give you a copy of the method, practice by yourself, when you are familiar with human language, come to this king to get weapons and clothes! ”

Zhu Gangguan's snort made Wang Fang frown when he heard it, and his good mood was ruined a lot, coupled with the suddenness of this demon magic, the things that should be given to Zhu Gangguan had not been prepared, and he had a cold face at the moment, took out a book-like thing from his arms and threw it to him, waving his hand to drive it away.

Wang Fang's face was not good, and when he heard that it was his own reason, his heart jumped, and he didn't dare to say anything more, so he picked up the books thrown by Wang Fang in a panic, jumped up, and went to find a suitable stone cave.

Wang Fang's face softened slightly, and he got up and walked into the stone cave behind the seat, which contained many items collected by Wang Fang, including a dazzling array of heavenly and earthly treasures, elixirs, spiritual materials, demon bones, furs, copper and iron cloth in the mortal world, and he collected some of the things that were useful.

This is not a legacy of the predecessor, the black tiger of the predecessor is simple-minded, how could he know to collect these, that is, he will prepare these things.

Picking up a piece of fine iron casually, Wang Fang thought about it for a while, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he had an idea in his heart.

Walk quickly to the innermost part of the stone cave, there is a three-foot-high stone platform, a basin-shaped shallow pit was dug in the middle of the stone platform, Wang Fang sat cross-legged on the edge of the shallow pit, silently recited the spell, only to see a handful of red fireworks with a little golden light coming out of thin air in the round pit.

This fire was a coincidence that Wang Fang happened to encounter the 'Earth Core Fire' that he sacrificed his life to take when a volcano erupted, and he cast a spell to settle here and use it to refine things.

Of course, the 'Geocentric Fire' in his hands can be described as a real violent celestial object, and so far, he has only learned a little bit of the method of refining weapons, and the so-called refining weapons are just refining something that can barely be called a treasure in this realm, with a little bit of special weapons.

It's just that he doesn't blame him, how many demon clans can refine weapons? It is already very tall to be able to build weapons, and generally demons like him who cultivate don't use Wang Fanglian's weapons, they only use mortal weapons.

It's not that they don't want to use it well, but firstly, they can't afford to use it, and secondly, there are no good things for them to use in this wasteland.