At this moment, all the cultivators retreated one after another, they watched in horror as Wang Jun's aura was rising at a speed they couldn't imagine, and the cultivation of the six seals of the soul condensation was equal to them in an instant, and before they could react, Wang Jun's cultivation surpassed them. [Ran^Text^Library] [](Ran Library (7764))

"This person"

The disciples of the Nine Seals of Soul Condensation who had not yet left on the side were shocked, they saw that Wang Jun's cultivation was the same as his own, the same Nine Seals of Soul Condensation, but in the face of Wang Jun, he had a feeling like facing a mountain!

Because Wang Jun's cultivation is still rising!

"Boom!"

A silent roar sounded, and a burst of aura on Wang Jun's body dispersed outward, setting off wind and dust, causing all the cultivators here to retreat dozens of feet one after another!

All the cultivators, including those Nine Seals of Condensing Souls, looked at Wang Jun and felt endless horror in their hearts!

"Quenching the body! This is the quenching body!"

They seem to be pressed by a mountain, and their cultivation is suppressed to death, at this moment, they have turned into mortals, and at this moment, the king is like a real king in their eyes!

Even if the body quenching period and the soul condensing stage are only one realm apart, they are like heaven and earth!

Even the cultivation of the peak of the Nine Seals of the Soul Condensation is like an ant in front of the early stage of quenching!

Within a radius of dozens of zhang, there were only Wang Jun and Ling Feng, Wang Jun scanned the surroundings with cold eyes, and all the cultivators who had no time to avoid looking at Wang Jun had a roar in their minds, and even worse, they directly spurted out blood, and their cultivation fell.

Looking at the shocked eyes of the cultivators around him because of Wang Jun, at this moment, Ling Feng felt extremely honored, he was rejoicing, glad that he had just decided!

Under the horrified gaze of the cultivators, Wang Jun snorted coldly, stood up in the air, and his spiritual sense left with Ling Feng in the air.

The cultivators below looked at Wang Jun and showed reverence and bitterness, and when they saw Ling Feng, they were even more complicated and envious, thinking that if Fang Cai was like Ling Feng, then his status would be completely different now!

At this time, where do they still have the heart to snatch the pill in their hearts?

Looking down, Ling Feng was extremely excited, he flew, even if he didn't fly with his own strength, but he did fly!

He looked at Wang Jun's gaze from time to time, and he had endless reverence, he originally thought that Wang Jun was at most the peak of the Nine Seals of Soul Condensation, but he didn't expect that Wang Jun turned out to be an extremely mysterious, god-like body quenching cultivator in his heart!

At this time, no one noticed that at this moment, on the altar where the pill had just been distributed, a white-haired old man was smiling and watching Wang Jun's departing figure.

"I don't know what this little doll is going to do when I come to the Forbidden Gate, I hope it will bring me a chance to the Forbidden Door

I don't know if he will be able to break through that cave in the future.

Such a seedling, you can't let that old white talisman rob it, six months later, presumably he will participate in the selection of inner disciples, and let him come to my Heavenly Evil Mountain if he says anything.

It's just that Ling Feng's little doll seems a little unusual, and now that he has cultivated to recover his body, he should be able to see it, but it must not affect anything. ”

He is the talented Li Xubi, he is standing there obviously with a solid figure, but no one can notice him, even Wang Jun doesn't know, then Li Xubi is looking at him on the altar!

I don't know what Li Xubi was thinking, so he suddenly laughed, but he smiled kindly, looking at Wang Jun as if he was looking at a treasure.

"Whether I can be famous in the Southern Regions depends on this. ”

With a loud laugh, Li Xubi's figure disappeared.

At the same time, Wang Jun took Ling Feng and left in the void, disappearing into the eyes of all the cultivators, and the cultivators didn't know what they were thinking, so they immediately gritted their teeth and seemed to have made some decisions, and they all left.

After a few breaths, Wang Jun took Ling Feng to his cave mansion, looking at Ling Feng with a look of reverence, Wang Jun said slowly.

"Tell me what happened to you after you left the Desert Snake Country. ”

Originally, Wang Jun would not have asked such a question, but after his cultivation returned to the quenching body, when he looked at Ling Feng, he found that there was a black qi in his body that was moving, and this black qi was extremely hidden, and his cultivation without the quenching body could not be seen.

But the reason why Wang Jun asked was because he felt a familiar feeling in the black qi on Ling Feng's body, and this feeling turned out to be the demon dragon that had already been subdued by Hua Luchang!

Hearing this, Ling Feng was bitter and recalled.

"That day, after you left the ancient city, I heard that the Li family was going to invite cultivators to the Northern Desert to find the blood of the Snake King, I saw that many cultivators had gone, so the danger should be much smaller.

So, I went, but after entering the Northern Desert, I fell into a deep pit, and a cloud of black gas drilled into my body, and I fell into a coma.

When I woke up, I was discovered by Elder Li Xubi, brought here, and joined the Ten Thousand Forbidden Gates.

Also, I found that when I woke up, the sand of the Northern Desert had turned into ordinary sand, no longer blood red. ”

Hearing this, Wang Jun nodded and said. "Go out, for no one can deceive you outside of this land. ”

Ling Feng nodded excitedly, hugged his fist towards Wang Jun, and went out of the cave.

Wang Jun cast a spell to cover the entrance of the cave, and immediately sank into a groan,

"Now it can be determined that the black qi in Ling Feng's body must be related to the Demon Dragon, but this is not the point!

The point is that Li Xubi appeared in the Northern Desert!

Although the Ten Thousand Forbidden Gate is not far from the Northern Desert, it is not close, why did the elders of the Ten Thousand Forbidden Gate rush to the Northern Desert, this is definitely not for the Demon Dragon!

At that time, there was no blood-colored sand in the Northern Desert, indicating that Li Xu must have passed after the Demon Dragon surrendered to the North, so what was he for?

If it was for Ling Feng, they wouldn't have let me take Ling Feng away at that time, and they wouldn't have let Ling Feng be in this outer gate, I think they might just think that the black qi on Ling Feng's body was very strange.

But this didn't necessarily have to bring Ling Feng back, which meant that the demon dragon aura on Ling Feng's body was related to their purpose.

Since their purpose is not to be a demon dragon, it must be"

The doubts in Wang Jun's eyes disappeared, and were replaced by bright light.

"The Ten Thousand Forbidden Sect is a forbidden sect, could it be that they are going for the inheritance of Hua Lu Chang's predecessors?

Hua Lu Chang's predecessors' prohibitions, even if they can't get the inheritance, if they find one or two prohibitions and study something, it will be a creation against the Ten Thousand Forbidden Gates!"

Wang Jun's eyes became brighter and brighter, but something bad rose in his heart.

"If they are indeed for the inheritance of Hua Lu Chang's predecessors, although I do not inherit the prohibition of my predecessors, but my prohibition will naturally be discovered by them, once it is discovered, I don't know what the result will be in the face of me!"

"Just in case, in this Ten Thousand Forbidden Gate, the Phantom God Forbidden, can no longer be used!"

Thinking of this, Wang Jun's heart jumped, but in fact, even if he didn't meet Ling Feng, with Wang Jun's caution, he would choose not to use the Illusion God Forbidden.

He couldn't leave the Ten Thousand Forbidden Gate, once he left, presumably the Li family would be suspicious. "Now, I can only hurry up and learn the forbidden way of this Li family and obtain a few forbidden formations!"

Although Wang Jun has a strange method of prohibition, he does not have even a single way to use the prohibition, just like a blacksmith who is obviously skilled, but does not have good iron casting.

After thinking about this, Wang Jun waved away the cover of the cave mansion, and sent a voice to find Ling Feng, asking him to collect some magic weapons that were stored in the sect and waiting to be banned.

Soon, Ling Feng took a sword and, respectfully, left the cave.

"This sword should have just been forged, so it should be taken to suppress the enhanced attack. ”

Looking at the slightly green long sword in front of him, according to Ling Feng, this is the long sword that the Great Ye Sect placed in the sect, and it is required to suppress attacks, so that this sword can emit the power of the Eight Seals of Condensation at the highest level.

Dayemen, Wang Jun has some impressions, that is, the old man who auctioned Ye Luo's sword in the auction hall of the Desert Snake Country, that sword, Wang Jun is still impressed.

Looking at the sword in front of him, Wang Jun used the White Spirit Forbidden Technique to pinch down the offensive prohibition recorded in the book.

In fact, the ban can be attacked and defended according to the mind of the forbidden master, and there is no need to lay down according to any specific prohibition, but Wang Jun is still a newcomer to the ban, and he needs the accumulation of some predecessors to gradually increase his experience, so that after a long time, he will naturally accumulate ink in his heart, and he will naturally be able to do whatever he wants.

This is like a Confucian scholar in the mortal world composing poetry, without a certain accumulation, how can he be inspired to compose poetry?

After a few breaths, Wang Jun condensed a prohibition, and with a flick of his hand, the prohibition disappeared into the sword, and the long sword trembled slightly, and there was an inexplicable aura.

Holding the sword, he did not inject spiritual energy, but directly swung the sword, making a sword light, marking a long mark on the stone wall beside him.

Looking at the long scars, Wang Jun frowned.

"Although the prohibition is indicated, the prohibition level recorded in that book is too low to make this sword add too much power. ”

Although Wang Jun said that he could no longer use the Divine Forbidden, the Phantom God Forbidden already existed in his body, so Wang Jun could be regarded as an Illusory God Forbidden, so he was extremely talented in the forbidden, almost touching the ban, which could save him the time of others to learn the prohibition.

If there is a steady stream of prohibitions for Wang Jun to watch, then it will not be a problem for him to become a master of prohibitions within a few months, and even the strangeness that will be born at will.

"That's it, let's get some contribution points first, and when that's enough, I'll exchange it for some more advanced prohibitions. ”

After speaking, Wang Jun continued to put down one prohibition after another on the long sword.

Although Wang Jun can condense the heavens and the earth into a ban, those prohibitions can only be regarded as superficial prohibitions, because Wang Jun does not understand the law of prohibition at all!

Therefore, only the spirit of heaven and earth within it is precious, if Wang Jun does not consume a huge amount of aura, then the prohibition of the Phantom God Forbidden can only be regarded as superficial.

It can be seen in this way that today's Wang Jun has a forbidden technique and a forbidden spell, and without a forbidden theory, it is equivalent to a blacksmith who has the treasure tool of forging a sword, but does not know the skill of casting a sword, so it is impossible to cast a good sword.

Finally, after laying down thousands of prohibitions, this long sword can barely exert the power of the Eight Seals of the Soul Condensation, and a cultivator with one seal of the Soul can exert the power of the Eight Seals of the Soul, if this sword is in the hands of the cultivator of the Eight Seals of the Soul, it is not impossible to use the Nine Seals of the Soul Condensation in a battle.

Of course, if this sword was in the hands of a cultivator of the Nine Seals of Soul Condensation, it would be like a chicken rib.

Wang Jun summoned Ling Feng again and told him to take his wooden card to the sect in exchange for contribution points.

When Ling Feng came back, Wang Jun looked at the wooden card and frowned.

"Fang Cai's long sword only got five contribution points, and the worst forbidden jade cylinder also cost hundreds of contribution points, anyway, there are many magic weapons in the sect. “

In this way, every time Wang Jun completes a magic weapon, he will ask Ling Feng to exchange for contribution points, or even dozens of pieces at a time, Ling Feng's eyes are wide and he can't believe it, he has also learned the prohibition, and for him, completing a magic weapon is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Indeed, Wang Jun was able to withstand such consumption for various reasons and the cultivation of the body