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The remnant soul roared and rushed into the sea of ​​knowledge, thinking that it was not easy to deal with an early Daoji cultivator.

After entering the sea of ​​knowledge, he was taken aback.

But seeing here is eerie, dark and deep, and there are countless little ghosts with weird appearances smiling and holding pliers.

Howling, roaring, screaming...

All kinds of sounds are like shavings, scraping all over the body, making people upset.

Tongue hell!

"little tricks!"

The remnant soul thought turned, the divine thought shook with disdain, and it bit at the little devil with a big mouth.

In the sea of ​​divine soul consciousness, divine mind is the most.

As the Golden Core Master, even if his soul is scattered and his strength is weakened, he is far from comparable to Daoji cultivator.

This is how it is.

The remnant soul swayed, and a thousand-foot-long centipede appeared, and its wide open mouth was like a black hole.

"hiss…"

With a big mouthful, the little ghosts who rushed screamed, were rolled up by the huge force, and sank into the belly of the centipede.

In the belly.

The flames burned, the ghosts howled miserably, and the body of the millipede became bigger and bigger.

"Soul thoughts are the foundation of the sea of ​​knowledge. These little ghosts are your thoughts. After I swallow them, what will you do?"

The divine mind swept, the thousand-legged centipede once again rushed forward, the thousand-legged ploughed the ground, and rumbling straight into a hall in the distance.

Niedian!

In the middle of the main hall, a statue of a **** stands holding a long knife, staring at the centipede in anger:

"The evildoer, dare to trespass into the underworld, the sin is unforgivable!"

"Hell?"

The millipede sneered:

"A mere Daoji monk is also worthy to evolve the Yin Cao Netherworld? It's really ridiculous!"

Before the sound fell, its huge body had crushed the hall, dragging the idol to the next level.

Oncoming is thousands of scissors.

Scissors are like a forest, and they are clank with cold light, spreading the ground on one side, and the ‘Kakchacha’ is twisted towards the centipede.

"Ah…"

"Small bugs!"

Thousand-legged centipede with disdain, a big mouth, high drums at the throat, and a ball of fire burst out violently.

In just a moment, the scissors all over the floor were ablated.

"Rumble..."

The centipede rushed wildly, or waved a thousand feet, or breathed out flames or poisonous fire, and went wild all the way.

Copper pillar hell!

Iron plough hell!

Knife Mountain Hell!

Fire hell!

…

Layers of **** were raged by this thousand-legged centipede, and the ten temples of Yama also collapsed one after another.

I do not know how long it has been.

"boom!"

A thousand-footed centipede with a length of unknown length smashed through the void and landed in a boundless place.

Here, there is nothingness.

Infinite hell!

Here, there is no room for fun, fruit, suffering, time, life, and body.

There is only endless suffering, no beginning and no end.

And in this piece of nothingness, a Buddha with seven heads and fourteen arms sits cross-legged in the middle.

"Junior." The thousand-legged centipede hovered and roared:

"I have to say that your cultivation level is not high, and the things that have evolved from the Soul Consciousness Sea look decent."

"pity…"

It shook its head:

"In the face of absolute strength, even if you have some means, it is nothing?"

"Yes?"

The Buddha opened his eyes, and various emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow and terror passed through his spiritual thoughts one by one.

The expression of the millipede also changed accordingly.

seem…

What's wrong!

It tensed its body subconsciously, wondering how its mood would be affected by the other party.

"The Magic Book." Mo Qiu Youyou opened his mouth and explained:

"Why, fellow Taoists didn't practice this method?"

The body of the millipede became stiff.

The Magic Book is a method that the worm demon is lonely and ignorant in order to restrain its own animality, and do everything possible to win it.

How can it know?

but…

"impossible!"

The millipede spit out a long tongue, hissing:

"With your cultivation base, it is impossible to cultivate into the Magic Book, even I...cannot succeed!"

The Huanchen Collection has the magic of thousands of illusions and a thousand years of dreams, and it has extremely high requirements for comprehension.

Not to mention that the millipede, even the insect demon himself, could not really be cultivated, but only used it for reference.

after all.

They are not clear about their own minds, so how can they distinguish the illusion, true and false in the exercises?

"You can't, it doesn't mean that others can't."

Do not ask to bow his head, his figure suddenly became extremely large, as if the sky above his head was stepping on the ground.

The original horrible millipede, then turned into a small worm.

"You think that you have swallowed my divine consciousness, but you don't know that you are in a illusion, everything is nothing, and even the divine soul is seeded by Mo some kind of lower thought."

"Nowadays, I know all the ways your Excellency can, and my spirit is weak. How to fight me!"

"Boom!"

The void shuddered, and eighteen chains emerged from the void, suddenly entangled the centipede's body.

"Although Mo has a low cultivation base, his spirit is not weak."

"Your Excellency shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't use the stubborn soul, just want to take my body."

The sound falls.

The giant single finger fell.

The vortex of the fingertips surging, and the infinite phantom contained within it, astonishingly condensing the gods between the fingers, as if carrying the power of the heaven and the earth to press down.

God Prison has the power to suppress all evil thoughts.

In the void, six magical soldiers emerged, orbs, big seals, ruyi, flying swords, long whips...

Liuren Shenbing.

This method focuses on the soul.

"Peng!"

When the finger falls, the magical soldiers add to the body, and the sea of ​​consciousness immediately oscillates.

The body of the thousand-legged centipede struggling for a while, it broke down suddenly, unwilling to whistle and spread all over the place.

"what!"

"Do you think you won?"

The thousand-legged centipede roared up to the sky, struggling frantically, and counterattacking, but Moqiu had already seen its methods as early as breaking through the eighteen layers of hell.

It is easy to deal with this.

When the backhand fell, it was completely suppressed.

"I am waiting for you below!"

"The real bottom!"

The roar of God's Mind stopped abruptly, and a strange wave swept across the sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

This thousand-legged centipede is still so decisive. Knowing that it is invincible, it directly chooses to explode. When it is dying, it will drag its opponents, let alone leave the slightest benefit to others.

"Um!"

Moqiu snorted, even if he had been prepared, he couldn't help showing tiredness.

But as the centipede said, the danger did not end there, but just started.

He didn't dare to be careless, his thoughts hurriedly returned to his body, and a tingling sensation immediately surged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The terrifying essence rushed into the flesh in an instant, causing his flesh, meridians, muscles and bones to be somewhat unbearable, and one after another began to crack.

On the skin, there were many cracks in many places at some unknown time, and traces of blood were constantly leaking out, and the whole body was creaking.

The clothes were dyed red in the blink of an eye.

The centipede invaded and occupied the flesh in two steps.

One step is to occupy the sea of ​​divine soul consciousness and devour the divine consciousness of others, and one step is to turn the body of others with the essence of the pill bead and reproduce the magic of the mystery of all souls.

If it occupies the sea of ​​consciousness, the essence of the pill bead and its divine consciousness are originally one, and can be easily manipulated, slowly eroding the flesh, and changing the original practice method.

If it fails...

Or if the remnant soul is killed by someone, Jing Yuan will completely lose control and explode, and then it will be able to pull the opponent back.

These methods are not subtle, but they are undoubtedly extremely harsh.

It also suits it's self-destructive temperament at every turn.

"call…"

Mo Qiu took a deep breath, the mana in the body ran wildly, refining the essence of the pill bead at an astonishing speed.

The cultivation base is also increasing rapidly.

but.

It's still far away from the explosion of suppressed essence!

The eight sceneries of the coffin are a steady and steady method, and the speed of refining the essence is extremely limited.

Which method can consume the essence of the pill bead faster and save one's body from a catastrophe?

The unforgiving thought turns crazily.

next moment.

"Zheng!"

The sword embryo Tianlei sword leaped loudly, and the sword light flourished, and suddenly went around and slashed 17 times.

bloodletting!

He even bled himself, but under the nourishment of the huge essence of his body, the wound he had just opened instantly healed and scabs.

Then it cracked again.

But with such a breathing space, Mo Qiu also loosened his body, his physical body repeatedly controlled, his hand technique changed rapidly, and his body suddenly showed aura.

Armored Soldier Body Tempering Dafa!

Countless armour runes filled the whole body, like a living creature, madly swallowing the leaked essence and strengthening itself.

"call…"

The Nine Fire Dragon Guard came out, and the nine fire dragons looked up to the sky and began to refine the essence.

As soon as the spirit of the sword's true tactics turned in the sea of ​​consciousness, the Yan Luo banner was also sacrificed, and mana surged inward.

The eyes are brighter, and there is real fire in the eyes of the spiritual official method, and the essence is quickly injected into the eyes.

"Peng!"

Don't ask for a tremor in his body, his body suddenly soared, two meters, one zhang, one zhang two, two zhang...

In order to consume the essence of his body, he actually used the explosive martial arts of the mortal realm.

His soul is strong, and he has Tongxinzhu, which can distract him.

Even if you practice more than a dozen methods at the same time, you can still achieve harmony without any chaos.

A single exercise can hardly offset the consumption of essence.

But a dozen kinds are different.

time.

Slowly passing by.

I do not know how long it has been.

The violent aura of Mo Qiu's body gradually dissipated, and the various auras dimmed one by one.

Yan Luofan and Feijian retracted their bodies.

The huge body gradually turned into a normal size.

On the contrary, the armored soldiers surrounding the body tempered the glow of the sun, and the more embarrassed, the skin and flesh after the blood scab was shed even more crystal clear as jade.

The breath of the body...

Also getting stronger.

...

Opening his eyes, Moqiu moved his body slightly, feeling the magic power in his body silently.

Immediately, he sighed in a low voice.

"pity."

In the middle of the Daoji period, it is approaching the mid-term consummation.

In just a few months, his cultivation base was close to completion from the early stage to the middle stage.

It can be said that the progress is amazing.

But the essence of the Danzhu is the legacy of the golden core, pure and vast, and such progress is actually nothing.

Jingyuan, nearly half was wasted!

If it can be fully refined, it should be able to advance to the later stage of Daoji in one fell swoop, eliminating the need for years of hard cultivation.

"but…"

"Be content."

With a smile on his face, his body shook, an electric light appeared, and he rushed out of the cave.

In order to consume the essence, he self-mutilated several times, and even exploded the Nine Fire Dragon, the cave mansion was already useless, and the eyes were in a mess.

The green hills are like green.

The sea of ​​clouds undulates.

A sword light emerged from the ground, pierced through the white clouds, and stopped in the fierce wind of thousands of feet.

The sword light dissipated, revealing Moqiu's figure.

He was in a tattered vestment, and it was difficult to hide the perfect body that was carved like gold and stone inside.

White hair on the temples and vicissitudes of life in the eyes.

In the tired expression, there is a sense of high spirits.

Close your eyes.

Open it again.

The harshness on his body has disappeared.

Just like a treasure knife returning to its sheath, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is introverted, and the sword intent of the sky thunder is also included in the sea of ​​knowledge.

Although the cultivation base has skyrocketed, but don't ask for a strong spirit, he can still control himself perfectly.

This is also attributed to the magic of the God Soul Royal Sword.

Once refining, the magical artifact blends with its own breath, as pointed by the arm, it can gather its sharp edge without attracting attention.

"Boy."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded not far away:

"Have you heard that some time ago a golden core master fell here, and how many core beads flew out?"

Don't ask to turn your head, looking at the person coming.

The first thing that comes into the perception is that unconcealed cultivation base, the late cultivator of Daoji.

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