Chapter 941: Condensing the Evil Source

There was a soft 'crunch', and the black-eyed boy slowly walked out of the hexagonal car, looking at the colorful passage, slightly excited.

The snake spirit was hovered on the shoulders of the black-eyed boy, and a pair of beautiful eyes kept blinking, chirping and chirping.

On the ground, the hunchbacked old man had changed back to his original form, a large amount of essence and blood had been lost, and his vitality had been greatly damaged, and he could no longer maintain his human form.

"I've felt the call of that space, let's go!"

With a wave of his big sleeves, he collected the silver-white spirit turtle, and the black-eyed boy did not delay any longer, and urged the hexagonal beast car, and in a burst of humming sound, it turned into a white mist and poured into the colorful passage.

After the black-pupiled boy left, it didn't take long for the colorful channel to flash slightly, and it quickly dimmed.

After a while, seeing that this spatial passage was about to collapse, the oblique stab was pierced, but a flash of fire flew in, and it was rushed into it in a flash.

The firelight disappeared into the distorted space, and with a muffled 'boom' sound, the multicolored passage collapsed.

With his hands behind his back, he walked around the newly built wooden house, and even with Sen Xuan's pickiness, he had to praise a few words.

"It's a pity that powerful skills and incomparable work efficiency are only used to build houses, which goes against the original intention. ”

Although the wooden houses of those black-armored soldiers and keepers were restored to their original appearance, and there was hardly the slightest difference in sight, Zhou Nan did not approve of these.

The most important thing for an immortal cultivator is always to cultivate. If you deviate from this purpose, no matter how gorgeous the skill is, it is meaningless.

Moreover, compared to the low-end skills such as repairing the house, the status of the alchemy refining array method talisman masters is really noble.

But behind the dignity, what is hidden is not deep helplessness?

After all, it is not easy to live a long time if you are distracted.

"Time is absolutely unforgiving and does not give special favors to anyone. Only immortality makes sense for my existence. ”

Although he is not afraid of life and death, he is not up to the standard, and he does not want to live forever.

Zhou Nan squinted his eyes, and the yearning in his heart became more and more firm.

After sending away more than a dozen black-armored soldiers who were sweeping the tail, Zhou Nan pushed open the door and walked in.

Nothing has changed, the familiar feeling is still as apt.

Zhou Nan didn't want to deny anything, and there was no need to sigh.

His will has never wavered.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was already ten days later.

On this day, Sen Xuan had just finished his cultivation when he suddenly frowned and stared at the corner.

I saw that in the unreal darkness, a pair of turquoise eyes were flashing with a breathtaking ferocity.

"Hmph, you finally came out, I thought you were dead. Slightly relieved, Sen Xuan sneered.

"The time is set for seven days, when the stars retreat and the greedy wolves come to the fore, and the source of evil is important, and it depends on you. ”

The green mang trembled slightly, and the sound of the yin measurement fell into Sen Xuan's ears.

There was also a green ball the size of a foot.

"Don't worry, what I want to do, I never fail. ”

Sen Xuan smiled slightly and took the turquoise ball.

"The benefits of the deity are not so easy to take, I hope you are good enough to do it yourself..."

The sound faded, and the turquoise light slowly flowed, and the darkness returned to calm.

Throwing the turquoise ball in his hand, Sen Xuan closed his eyes, and it took a long time before he opened his eyes again. The divine thought roared to every corner of the wooden house, and after seeing that there was nothing missing, he looked at the turquoise ball.

"Hmph, this old thing really isn't covered, even if it loses its spirit seal, but its attainments in Mu Yidao still surpass me far ahead. The words of the Nine Rivers Sacrifice can be considered, but this old man is also cunning, and at the critical moment, he can't count on it at all. Although the Zhao family can take advantage of it, if they want to rely on them to drag the existence of the half-step infant transformation, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and there is no possibility. ”

"Hey, my strength is still too weak after all. However, if the Thousand Nights and Crescent Moon are saved, the Five Elements Spirit Tomb cannot be given up. ”

He took a deep breath and mobilized a trace of jade silver power to inject the turquoise ball.

Suddenly, the ball shook, and the brilliant turquoise light on the surface flashed suddenly, and it dissolved layer by layer.

After a moment's work, a bright red blood coffin was revealed.

As soon as the blood coffin appeared, it trembled violently, and let out a strange cry of 'woo woo', which sounded extremely penetrating.

At the same time, an incomparably terrifying ferocious evil aura also suddenly manifested, turning into a series of hideous ghost phantoms, and pounced on Sen Xuan head-on with teeth and claws.

"Hmph, the mantis arm is a car, and it is not self-sufficient. ”

Sen Xuan snorted coldly, his eyes flashed bloody, and an even more terrifying fierce aura instantly appeared in his body, which directly dispersed the resistance of the blood coffin. Even a sweep made this coffin obediently settled.

"Compared to the bronze giant coffin in the tomb of the Six Fierce Jiazi, although you are not bad, you are still a little worse after all. ”

Undoubtedly, Zhou Nan, who has the hidden treasure of the sealed dragon coffin, surpasses anyone else in his attainments in the coffin, a strange treasure. Although the blood coffin in front of him was of a very high grade and was a very good spiritual treasure, it still couldn't turn over the palm of his hand.

"The condensation of the evil source is difficult to say, but it is also very simple to say. For a layman who doesn't know the trick, it is a problem to get close to the fierce and evil spirit, let alone concoct it. But I have the dragon coffin in my hand, and I am not afraid of these at all. ”

"And "Lini Witch Phoenix Decision" is originally an evil way exercise to absorb evil qi, and the fierce evil qi is a supplement but not poison. ”

Sen Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a deep breath, and his face was inexplicably a little more intoxicated.

"It's a pity that although the ferocious and evil qi is good, its attributes are not pure, and it can't be used for cultivation. ”

The so-called condensation of evil sources, to put it bluntly, is to purify ordinary ferocious evil qi. Only when the ferocious evil qi is condensed and refined to a certain extent, and can it derive new ferocious evil qi on its own, can it be turned into a source of evil and can it have practical value.

Although the blood coffin in his hand contains a large amount of fierce and evil energy, after all, it is only the lowest level, and the quality is too low, and it is not even considered evil qi. It is not easy to condense the source of evil from it, it is difficult to say whether it is enough or not, and there is no trace of leftover.

Otherwise, the whim-stricken Zhou Nan really wanted to forcibly strip off the fierce and evil spirit on the blood coffin and practice "Lini Witch Phoenix Decision"

After all, since he forcibly integrated the "Soul Refinement" and "Zhimu Decision" with the help of "Lini True Phoenix Decision" and broke through the Dan Formation Period, to this day, because the cultivation conditions of this exercise are extremely harsh, ask yourself, Zhou Nan has really not cultivated well.

"The essence of the collection of blood factors is to stimulate the body and continue to evolve. Although the ferocious and evil qi is poisonous, it is much more lovely compared to those high-quality bloodline factors. However, weak also has the advantage of being weak, and it is much easier to refine. ”

Zhou Nan took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, controlled Sen Xuan, mobilized the power of the ban, and condensed a blood-colored vortex. Then, with a flick, the whirlpool clung tightly to the blood coffin, whirling with a whin. The power of devouring suddenly burst out.

The blood-colored vortex spun faster and faster, and under the shock of the sealed dragon coffin, the blood coffin did not resist at all, and spat out a large amount of mist condensed like blood, surging into the vortex. The whirlpool did not refuse, and the faster and faster it turned, and the terrible appetite seemed to be unable to fill it.

Under the diffusion of faint blood, a layer of turquoise light flickered and dimmed, and the entire room reflected was ghostly.

Sen Xuan was unmoved, and was engrossed in controlling the blood-colored vortex, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

Although it is not difficult to condense the evil source, no matter how small the matter, there is also the possibility of failure.

If you fail and want to start over, you won't have anything to toss.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

Three days later, as the last trace of blood mist was peeled off, the blood coffin slammed into the ground with a 'bang', revealing a huge coffin two feet long. The color is white, and the material is actually the spirit bone of some kind of beast.

Ignoring the dim blood coffin, Sen Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the magic of his hands changed rapidly, controlling a half-foot-sized blood-colored vortex, which was twisted and deformed in the air for a while. Countless blood-colored runes the size of rice grains surged wildly, and the vortex shrank rapidly.

In this way, it was another three days, and as the last trick was played, Sen Xuan lightly spit out the word "refining".

Suddenly, the blood-colored vortex that had turned into a fist-sized trembled suddenly, and it actually rotated in the opposite direction, directly generating huge pressure.

In an instant, only the muffled sound of stone breaking was heard, and the blood-colored vortex quickly became smaller.

After half a cup of tea, until it turned into the size of a thumb and could no longer be compressed, there was a 'bang', and the blood flashed wildly, and the whirlpool slowly dispersed.

After the whirlpool disappeared, an extra thumb-sized dark red and black bead appeared in the air, dripping and spinning, shimmering with a strange and inexplicable luster.

On the beads, crawling with silver-gray patterns, twisted and lingering, breathtaking, extremely weird.

"Phew, it's finally worked. ”

Sen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, took out a wooden box, put away the beads, and pasted a seal talisman.

Although the condensation of the evil source was not very difficult, after six days and six nights of sleeplessness, Sen Xuan still felt a huge tiredness. This tiredness is too strong, even if it is a puppet, it is difficult to resist. Sen Xuan didn't resist either, and fell asleep directly.

Two days later, in a hazy state, Sen Xuan was woken up by a muffled sound of 'ding ding'. I opened my eyes a little bored, and everywhere I could see, I saw that the blood coffin that fell to the ground turned into a streamer of light, and slammed left and right in the room.

"Hmph, did you escape?"

Sen Xuan's face sank, and with a huge scroll of divine thoughts, he forcibly pulled the blood coffin back.

Slowly stood up, looking at the bloody coffin in front of him, Sen Xuan's face couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

"Damn, why is there such a strong fluctuation of the divine soul?

Sen Xuan couldn't help but be puzzled, but the movements in his hands did not stop for a moment, and directly hit the blood coffin with a force of forbiddenness, isolating everything.

At the moment when the blood coffin was suppressed, in the depths of the huge cave full of bones and ghosts, an old man with a bloated figure and a demon mask suddenly ripped off the mask on his face, shook his tongue several feet long, and roared viciously in the sky.

"Wow, whoa, whoa, bastard, who is it? Who is it? Dare to imprison the weeping blood ghost coffin of this ghost king, and never die!"

The deafening roar rolled over like a tidal wave, and inside the cave, the chatter of 'gurgling' teeth suddenly rose one after another, and continued into a continuous piece. Even the ghost fires that were floating around the cave burst one after another.

It took more than half a day for the bloated old man to finally put on the demon mask and calm down.

"Damn Tengqi, you actually lied to me, you dare to lie to me, the old man will never let you go..."

The blood in his eyes was beating, and the old man gritted his teeth for a while, and finally the sound of chewing bones came and went.

Suppressing the blood coffin that had turned into Mori Baize, Sen Xuan frowned and pondered for a moment. He sneered, waved his sleeves, and put away the coffin. Although it has lost its ferocious and evil spirit, the power of the blood coffin has been greatly reduced. But this coffin is of extremely high quality, and its value should not be underestimated. (To be continued.) )