The sand was full of softness, so Wu Daoan was not too injured. It's just the weirdness of the haze in the sky overhead, and from time to time there are black lightning flashes. He hurriedly jumped up and looked around, only to see several white bone skeletons looking at him in confusion, the soul fire in the skull flickering.

The rank of these white bone skeletons was very low, and Wu Daoan only released a little coercion, and they fled in all directions in fright. But the next moment, Wu Daoan's skin suddenly felt a sharp pain, and he was horrified to find that the air was full of rich demonic energy.

In an instant, Wu Daoan figured it out: that grandmaster-level skeleton actually did something on the wormhole and sent himself to the Demon Realm!

The demonic energy in the demon world is a necessity for the demons, but it is highly poisonous to the human race, and ordinary humans will turn into white bones as long as they are exposed to the demonic qi for a second. As a sage, Wu Daoan can resist the demonic energy for a while. But the problem is that there is no magic element here, and his power is less than one point, and this demonic energy is endless. In this way, as long as it takes another few hours, he will deplete the elements in his body, and then be corrupted by demonic energy.

However, when people are in a desperate situation, survival** will also be extraordinarily powerful. In desperation, a word suddenly popped up in Wu Daoan's mind: adaptation.

Regardless of whether he is an adaptive body or not, he can only gamble. At this life-and-death juncture, Wu Daoan's brain was full and he quickly made a plan.

He closed his eyes first, tried to ignore the sharp pain in his skin, and carefully scanned his surroundings with his senses. At least a hundred miles of this area is a white sand, and countless skeletons hovering in it. The vast majority of these skeletons are white bones. Occasionally, there are jade bones that have a strong aura. And about ten kilometers away, there was also a skeleton with blue bones, and the aura was the most powerful.

Moment. He made up his mind and quickly flew towards the blue bone skeleton. The latter was a little clever, and he sensed that the comer was not good, and began to run away, but its rank was only equivalent to that of a monk of Jiedan, where could he run past Wu Daoan, who was a sage, and was caught in a blink of an eye. Started making a 'whine' sound begging for mercy.

Wu Daoan first pressed a finger on the soul fire in its skull, searching for relevant memories.

It turned out that the white sand under his feet was not actually sand. It's the bone meal after the bones have been weathered, and I don't know how thick it has been piled up over the years. And the Blue Bone Skeleton didn't know what kind of place it was, only that it knew that a hundred miles around here was its territory, and there were some other Blue Bone Skeletons with comparable strength in the distance. Furthermore. Occasionally, a powerful aura will pass through the sky. Whenever that happens, it will cleverly hide and play dead.

In this way, it should be safe here, and Wu Daoan's residual magic power is not enough to support him to go too far. After making up his mind, Wu Daoan grabbed the soul fire of the blue bone skeleton with his little hand, and said coldly: "Surrender to me, or die." ”

The blue bone skeleton was more cowardly, and immediately nodded.

Wu Daoan immediately imprinted the master-servant contract on its soul fire, and then used the few remaining magic power to condense bone powder to make a hemispherical small fortress that could only accommodate one person. Before burrowing in, he gave an order to the blue bone skeleton: "You will stay here and guard me, no matter what happens." Don't let other skeletons get close, you know?

The Blue Bone Skeleton nodded obediently and became a loyal guard outside the fortress.

Wu Daoan burrowed into the small fortress, and the magic elements in his body were almost exhausted, and the demonic energy began to gnaw at every inch of his skin unscrupulously, even the internal organs. Everywhere Wu Daoan looked, he saw that the snow skin on his body had turned a decaying gray-black, emitting a foul smell, and it was falling down piece by piece, which was really shocking.

In ancient times, there was a criminal law called Ling Chi, which cut off the flesh of the prisoner piece by piece. And now Wu Daoan's suffering is probably no worse than this. The pain caused him to fall into a coma, and he was awakened in the blink of an eye. After several inhuman tortures, his spirit was close to collapse, and he was about to become a madman.

At the critical moment, the Tree of Wisdom in the Sea of Consciousness unexpectedly degenerated into the form of a tree root, emitting bursts of soft light, preserving the last trace of Wu Daoan's sobriety.

I don't know how long this inhuman pain lasted, and finally began to slowly reduce, Wu Daoan reluctantly opened his eyes, and found that his skin was gone, only a pair of white bones remained. He looked through the smooth walls, and his appearance was no different from the white skeleton outside, a blue soul fire burning in his skull.

Wu Daoan sat on the ground dejectedly, scratching his head habitually, but only heard the sound of bones rubbing against the 'sting'.

"Lao Han is right, I am really an adaptor, and I didn't die this time. But I finally became a sage, and now I have lost all my cultivation, and I have become like this, how can I go back to see you, woo woo..."

Wu Daoan began to sobb in a low voice of grief, but unexpectedly, the blue bone skeleton poked its head in and looked at him in shock: "Master, how did you become so weak?"

Skeletons don't care about appearance or anything, they only care about strength. Before, it was willing to surrender because its master's strength was too much higher than it. Now that the master has become so weak and far inferior to it in a blink of an eye, it is natural that he will have other thoughts.

Wu Daoan was very calm: "Anyway, you have been branded with a contract by me, and I can extinguish your soul fire with one thought, so don't have any bad thoughts." ”

The blue bone skeleton hurriedly shook his head: "Master, I don't dare." ”

Wu Daoan rolled his eyes—if there were any—and said, "By the way, I'll give you a name too." Well, you're the first little brother I've recovered in the Demon Realm, so you'll be called Number One, right?"

The Blue Bone Skeleton nodded flatteringly.

"Alright, One, you grab a bone skeleton for me right away. Wu Daoan gave the order.

After a while, the Blue Bone Skeleton brought a fresh White Bone Skeleton over.

Wu Daoan reached out his small bone palm, took out the soul fire in the white bone skull skull, and swallowed it in one go. Soon, he successfully completed the absorption, and felt that his soul fire was a little stronger than before.

Now that he has proved that the skeleton's advanced method is effective for himself, then of course he has to start acting: "Number one, go and catch a few more white bone skeletons and come back." ”

Anyway, there were a lot of white skeletons around here, and Number One quickly caught a lot of them. Wu Daoan patiently devoured them one by one, and he didn't know how many he swallowed, and after a while, his bones actually turned into the color of white jade, and he obviously advanced smoothly.

Since he had advanced to the Jade Bone Skeleton, it was useless to devour the White Bone Skeleton again, so he issued a new order: "Number One, go and catch the Jade Bone Skeleton and bring it back to me." ”

Unexpectedly, this time, No. 1 hesitated: "Master, the jade bone skeleton is also a soldier in my territory." What should I do if I don't have them and other nearby lords come calling?"

Wu Daoan pondered carefully, this is indeed the truth. Now that No. 1 is his servant, his subordinates are also his own subordinates, and they can't do it casually.

"Then you go down first, and guard this fortress well. ”

After Wu Daoan explained, he went back to the small fortress and began to swallow the demonic qi to condense the bones. According to No. 1's memory, in addition to devouring each other, the skeletons can also breathe in cultivation like a monk, but the efficiency of the latter is far less than that of the former.

The demon world is day and night, and the sky is always overcast. Wu Daoan silently vomited for a long time, feeling that his bones were indeed a little harder, and his soul fire was slightly stronger, but this effect was far from his expectations, and it was even more distant to advance by relying on vomiting. It's no wonder that these skeletons like to devour their own kind, because the benefits of devouring one of their own kind are equivalent to several years of tuna practice.

However, he had an unexpected gain, that is, he actually found the root of wisdom in his soul fire. It's hidden, but it's there. In fact, he was still able to dominate No. 1 after his strength was exhausted, and it was precisely because of the existence of the root of wisdom that his soul fire was dyed with the breath of a high-level level, and he was able to firmly suppress No. 1. (To be continued.) )