Wang Dong's speed of eating souls is extremely well controlled, and every time he stops before Duanmu is about to die, and after Duanmu recovers, he continues to eat according to Duanmu's soul acceptance ability. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Lewen novel c-o-m. Duanmu held on like this for several hours, his screams getting weaker and weaker, and finally he completely wilted.

The look of despair in Duanmu's eyes, his fear had reached the extreme, for Wentian, Wang Dong's performance satisfied him, although it was not as strong as the spirit body in the spirit world, it was not bad.

Wen Tian's cold eyes revealed a trace of ruthlessness, he stared at Duanmu, and said coldly: "This is your retribution, for these people who have just been killed by you!"

Duanmu begged again and again, "My father is an old man of the Red Devil, he will give you whatever you want, as long as you spare me, I can hand over my soul blood and recognize you as the master"

"Let him go," Wentian called out to Wang Dong.

Wang Dong reluctantly left Duanmu's body and stood beside Wentian.

Duanmu fell weakly to the ground.

"Who is this girl, and why did you kill them all?" asked Tian to look at Duanmu coldly.

"This girl is my mortal thought, she was kidnapped by these bandits, I have a special secret method to know that she is in danger, so I rushed here, I didn't expect it to be late, she was picked up by the bandits, I killed the thief in a fit of anger, just finished killing, swept it with my divine sense, and saw if the bandit had slipped through the net, and swept to the master you, and saw the pool of wealth that you killed and seriously injured. Duanmu said weakly.

Wentianxia was almost shocked, it turned out that he had done an oolong thing, but Wentian would not say it.

It should also be this Duanmu unlucky, he thought that Wentian was robbing while the fire was taking advantage of the fire, and took advantage of the serious injury of Tancai to attack the killer, but he didn't expect Wentian to kill Tancai with cultivation, Duanmu was angry, and he had a murderous intent, with a sense of murderous intent, which attracted Wentian,

Wentian beckoned to collect the reluctant Wang Dong into the soul flag.

Wentian was silent for a little "hand over the soul blood and spare your life" Wentian did not let Duanmu go because he did something wrong, and now Wentian is no longer the simple spirit of the young man in the mountain village, so now, this simplicity has disappeared with his cruel life experience.

In the cultivation realm, the weak eat the strong. If you can't save your own life and that of your family, what reason is there to show that ridiculous mercy?

Since so many people force themselves into a dead end, want to die by themselves, and call themselves demons, then I will become a demon, become a demon, the previous Wentian has always been resistant in his heart, others call himself a demon, and what kind of demon extermination conference is held, but after dying once, he has no reason to resist.

"Become a demon, so what!" Wen Tian sneered and put away Duanmu's soul blood.

"I'll look for you in the future, you can go," Wentian commanded as he looked at the tired Duanmu.

"It's the master, I will be a good person in the future and no longer do bad things" Duanmu knelt on the ground and promised.

After experiencing this life and death catastrophe, Duanmu really reformed himself, which made the old man of the Red Devil strange, but after seeing Duanmu's change, this old monster was still very pleased. But he didn't know that this was the credit of Wentian, and Duanmu didn't dare to tell the old man the Red Devil about it.

After leaving Duanmu, Wentian spent a few months in the Meishan Continent, and finally selected a location, dropped it with a five-change hook, and quickly cut out a cave in the middle of the mountain.

After a stick of incense. The cave was formed, Wentian walked in, and after entering, he used gravel to lay a few blindfolds outside the cave, and then sealed the door of the cave.

With that done, he sat cross-legged. took out the pond wealth and the black-clothed middle-aged man's storage bag from his arms, and after his divine sense penetrated, he searched for it, and then took out a piece of jade slip.

Probed the divine sense into the first jade slip, and after checking a little, he asked the sky to mutter a little, and put it aside, this jade slip recorded a kind of cultivation technique called Shura in the Demon Sect.

The Demon Sect is a demon sect in the Meishan Continent, and most of its exercises are shocking, this Shura technique. What is important is to practice the path of ruthless Shura.

With murder and ruthlessness as the foundation, it is no wonder that Duanmu has become like this, and the Demon Sect is ruthless. Immerse yourself in the ruthless Dao, refine the soul of Shura, and replace the spirit baby with this soul, so as to complete the Shura technique.

In the beginning of this exercise, there are strict requirements, and one person must be killed every day. After thinking about it, he guessed that the middle-aged man in black was probably the Shura technique he cultivated, and this jade slip was also from his storage bag.

Wentian is not very interested in this exercise, but he is very interested in some of the cultivation methods recorded in the jade slip, Wentian himself has two spirit babies, one is a normal spirit baby, and the other is a demon baby, the exercises of the Demon Sect reminded Wentian that he can cultivate a doppelganger, a spirit baby, a demon baby, thinking of this, Wen Tian has an idea in his heart that he must cultivate a doppelganger if there is a method.

Wentian took the jade slip of the Demon Sect, and the time passed slowly, until the next morning, Q Tiancai slowly opened his eyes, and his face showed a hint of enlightenment, but although the jade slip of the Demon Sect was somewhat useful to Wentian, he couldn't do it if he wanted to cultivate a clone.

Wen Tian muttered to himself: "This Qi King's body is much stronger than me before, whether it is talent or spiritual root, although it is not excellent, but at least it can reach the medium." ”

Wentian took out a jade slip, and his divine sense penetrated, this jade slip was a jade slip printed by Yan Huai, recording various methods and formulas for refining.

Wentian didn't have time to check along the way, but finally calmed down and studied it carefully.

The large and small sects and the Xiuzhen family in the Meihai Continent have formed a coalition army, and they are all gathering towards the border to prepare for an attack on the Meishan Continent.

The Meishan Continent is not idle, and the defensive forces dominated by the disciples of the five major sects are also gathering into an army of monks. The mortal emperors of the Meishan Continent are also nervously preparing for the attack on the emperors of the Meihai Continent, these emperors are all conscripting, and a team of armored soldiers walked through the streets, making the mortals here feel nervous, and they saw the notice that the Meihai Continent was coming to attack.

At this time, in the main hall of the Purple Cloud Sect, there were four men, two women, and six people divided into two sides, all frowning and silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think about this?" said an old man with white hair and a yellow face on the left, in a low voice.

"Fellow Daoist Cangsongzi, if the six of us join forces, I don't believe that with my spiritual void period cultivation, I won't be able to subdue this Meihai monk!" The person who spoke was the cold sword of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, his face was like a crown of jade, gentle and elegant, and although his voice was light, it was full of arrogance.

"This matter is also very simple, the monks of the Meihai Continent have been spying on our holy land, if there is a war this time, we must eradicate them, as long as we all do our best, it should be fine.

The extra person here is a loose cultivator Cangsongzi, his cultivation has reached the great perfection of the spiritual void, this time the situation is urgent, and the Meishan Continent is facing life and death.

Seeing that everyone else was silent, the Blood Demon Old Man said in a deep voice: "We will demarcate the defensive range, and we will each kill all the monks of the Meihai Continent within our range." ”

Bai Fuyue nodded, now it seems that there is no possibility of negotiation, and now he can only actively prepare for the war, "Then you can go back and make arrangements, and manage the large and small sects of their own territories according to the pass we agreed before, so that these sects can also be released, and now mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized" Bai Fuyue said in a deep voice.

Sui Yunzi looked up at Bai Fuyue, "We swear to live and die with the Meishan Continent with the Mountain Sect."

With a chuckle, he remembered, "If you don't coexist, you can't die!" This time the attack of the Meihai Continent is first of all you Suishan Sect, and it was the flower fairy of the Dementor Sect who spoke.

Sui Yunzi's face turned red, and he just wanted to say something, but was stopped by Bai Fuyue, "Okay, the enemy still has the heart to make fun of his own people, if the monks of the Meihai Continent occupy our place this time, see which of you still laughs." ”

Bai Fuyue was right, if they were really defeated by the monks of the Meihai Continent, they would have to go away, and their current sect would definitely not exist.

"Let's go back and make arrangements, time is running out now," Bai Fuyue said.

Everyone nodded, the tone of this gathering had been set, and a big battle was inevitable.

After these cultivator leaders, who were all overlords in the Meishan Continent, returned to their territory with a grim expression, they knew that this time was different from the past, they did not despise it at all, and they all arranged it carefully, what kind of sect has a detailed explanation of how many monks, if you are passive and wait for the battle, the corresponding punishment is quite severe, that is, to destroy this sect.

All of a sudden, in the entire Meishan Continent, it was common to see the masters of the Spirit Void Period of various factions wandering and inspecting from position to position. Everyone was nervously waiting for the war to come.

What made all the Spirit Void Stage masters feel strange in their hearts. The monks of the Meihai Continent only gathered and did not attack, but just meditated quietly in their respective territories, as if they were waiting for something.

Their expressions didn't take the monks of the Meishan Continent into their eyes at all, and they couldn't help but give people a feeling of complete indifference. Gradually, the heart of the spiritual void monk became heavier and heavier, and several people who had been optimistic before couldn't help but change their minds in their hearts.

All this, Wen Tian, who was immersed in the refining jade slip, was not ignorant, and Wen Tian had already guessed this. But he had to wait ten days for Xiang An to get the map back, and only then could he leave, or else he would go to another country to find another map. It's too much work.

On this day, there were still four days before Xiang An's agreed period, and Wentian's divine consciousness was withdrawn from the refining jade slip, his expression was tired, but there was joy in his eyes. The refining jade is broad and profound, and it is not something that can be mastered in a short time, and Wen Tian now has a deep understanding of this, so when he found out about this, he immediately focused on refining the flying sword.

Cherished the refining jade slip in the storage bag, and asked the sky with a twinkle in his eyes. With a wave of his right hand. The iron spirit flew out immediately, and a magic weapon of a jet-black flying sword that I didn't know what material it was flew out immediately, this jet-black flying sword was snatched from Feng Yu by asking the sky, and he didn't know it, so he put it in the storage bag indiscriminately, and he took out this jet-black flying sword when he needed to practice today.

Wentian pondered for a while, his hands immediately closed, and when he pulled it away, a Yuan Huo spiritual power ball appeared between his hands, which was the first step of refining.

The alchemy of the Purple Cloud Sect is completely different from the traditional magic method, it can be said that the sword is on the sidelines, it is practiced with the spirit infant fire, and then participates in the law decision, this special system, so that each cultivator can refine his own unique magic weapon, because the speed of the law decision and the material of the refining weapon will affect the quality of the magic weapon, the more fierce the spirit infant fire, the better the fusion of the magic weapon and the law decision.

But this kind of refining requires the monk refining the magic weapon to have a strong divine sense to control the fire of the fusion of various materials suspended in mid-air, which is exactly the same as the intention of asking the heavens, because the most powerful thing in asking the heavens is the divine sense.

Wen Tian's hands quickly controlled the Yuan Huo according to the requirements on the jade slip, he used his divine sense to divide the Yuan Huo into two parts, one to refine the iron essence, and the other to refine the jet-black iron sword with the Yuan Fire repeatedly, after seeing the surface of the jet-black iron sword fluorescent, he immediately entered their respective law decisions, this step is very important, the slightest carelessness will make the iron sword burst open, so that even if the refining fails.

Wentian's eyebrows were tightly locked, dexterously controlling the Yuan Huo refining iron sword, and a beautiful rune was printed on the black iron sword, Wentian beat the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine runes like a black iron sword, several times almost made the black iron sword burst, but they were all controlled by Wentian, this time Wentian every time he entered too many runes, he was also worried about failure, so Wentian took two days, at noon on the third day, Wentian finally put the runes into the black iron sword, this iron sword has appeared a bright colorful light, Wentian saw that the time had come, and the black iron essence that had been refined into water was integrated into the black iron sword, only to hear a sword sound, the black iron sword was no longer black but colorful, Wentian knows that he has cast a superb magic weapon according to the annotation on the jade slip, but this is not the final procedure, this colorful sword still needs to be refined, the jade slip said, it is best to use the nine cold ice for quenching, if not, use the ten thousand years of cold ice instead, and if not, replace it with the extremely cold thing, other monks may also be worried about the cold ice, but Wentian doesn't mind, because he has the crystal of extreme cold, that is, his own cold spiritual power, this is the condensation of the cold qi of the entire cold abyss, and later received the cold vein of the Soul Dementor Sect of the Floating Cloud Continent, such a cold crystal is much stronger than the nine cold ice。 Wen Tian raised his hand and shot out a cold spiritual power, and as soon as this cold spiritual power came out, the stone in the cave was frozen and cracked, and Wen Tian hurriedly used Yuan Huo to lay a cover around it.

Wentian couldn't stop beating out the icy cold spiritual power, and finally even his own yuan fire cover was faintly unstable, Wentian saw that it was okay, and threw the colorful sword that exuded an extremely hot breath into the extremely cold spiritual power that condensed into an air mass, and there was a burst of noise, and some impurities broke out on the colorful sword, but then the sword body disappeared as soon as it was dark, and a flying sword with an invisible attribute appeared in front of Wentian, this familiarity is random, Wentian looked at the flying sword with satisfaction, this is the first flying sword he refined, and gave it a name, thought for a while, and asked Tiantian to raise his hand and put the "Netherworld Sword." "The three words are printed on the sword, why is it called the Netherworld Sword, because in the process of refining, Wentian used the soul sacrifice to refine the flying sword.

Wentian looked at this invisible flying sword, although it did not have the colorful light, but it had more weird stealth, the monks under Wentian cultivation could not see this flying sword at all, and the monks who were higher than Wentian cultivation could not find it if they were not serious. Unless they probe with their senses, they will surely suffer a dumb loss.