"No matter what, others have already begun to spread it. It's not very good for me to sit like this..."

Fang Cun had already roughly estimated the secrets of the portraits on the walls in this magic temple, but still felt that there seemed to be some things that hadn't been figured out clearly, so he weighed it in his heart and decided to try to comprehend it. He had already considered carefully in his heart, anyway, he is now cultivating this method, it is a demon body transformed with innate aura, which can be cut at any time.

Therefore, the danger of others accepting this kind of transmission does not actually exist for oneself.

With a sigh of relief in his heart, he also learned from others, and gradually calmed his mind, quietly watching the portrait on the wall.

When I first saw it, I felt a blur.

But gradually, in Fang Cun's eyes, the portrait on the wall became clearer, as if there were countless shadows, gradually overlapping, and finally re-outlined and turned into a complete portrait. The portrait in front of Fang Cun can already be seen very clearly. It is a human-shaped shadow, performing a dance of a heavenly demon, but with a vertical eye on his forehead and two horns on the top of his head.

He stood on the ground with one leg, his eyes widened, and he roared up to the sky, seemingly resentful.

Even if it was Fang Cun at this time, he glanced at it and couldn't help but frown slightly.

I feel that this resentment has dissipated the magic power. Although it is only a moment, it can also explain the problem. After all, my foundation is now the first person in the fairyland, far stronger than ordinary people. If you even yourself, After receiving a little shock, wouldn't it be possible for any outsider to come here directly by the soaring resentment, making oneself unconscious and unable to hold on to himself?

If you want to take home, how can there be a better chance than this?

"However, with such a great effort, is it really as simple as winning a home?"

Fang Cun frowned slightly and decided to observe for a moment.

As he was thinking about it, he continued to cast his divine consciousness on the horned figure and continued to feel it.

Soon, Fang Cun felt that there was a faint connection between his portrait and the horned portrait. He seemed to be directly with the portrait, overlapping to some extent. At the same time, there was a thread in the portrait. The strands of magical energy rushed to him through this overlapping part, and the strands, actually very magical, directly blended with his mana, and they were inseparable from each other.

It's just that they are inseparable from his demon.

And the demon body that Fang Cun cultivated, in fact, only had a cultivation base that was about Yuan Ying's early stage.

However, after accepting this devilish energy, wisps of the devil's body are gradually expanding its mana and even its divine consciousness. This speed makes Fang Cun feel surprised. To some extent, this speed has to catch up. I have borrowed the merits of the heavens to cultivate myself.

"Leverage the demon energy in this idol to strengthen my demon body, like this..."

Fang Cun thought slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "It seems that I earned it?"

With the idea of ​​finding out, he simply let it go and merged with it.

...

...

At this time, in the entire hall, everyone quietly sat in front of the wall, feeling the increase in devilish energy.

They all seem to work hard, earnestly, and urgently.

From the facial expressions, they are like a group of extremely greedy people, they just want to use all of this to enter the Demon Temple, gain more demon energy transmission, and grow more cultivation bases. What they care about most now should be themselves. How much pass can get...

Only Fang Cun is different, his expression is very leisurely at this time.

Now he is not thinking about how much transmission he can get at most...

...But how much magic is there!

...

...

Gradually, the demon qi increased rapidly, and the square inch demon body cultivation base was also improving.

From the beginning of Yuanying, it was only less than half an hour before he had faintly ascended to the middle of Yuanying.

It must be known that the Nascent Soul Realm is already the first realm under the fairyland, and it is extremely difficult every time a little bit of improvement is made. I don’t know how many monks in the Nascent Soul Stage first stage, who see the breakthrough to the middle realm as a moat, let alone. How many people in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul have raised their cultivation base to the upper stage of the Nascent Soul as the only goal for countless lifetimes in this reincarnation, but the result is not as expected...

But in this magic temple, it actually reached it in less than half an hour?

Long sighed.

At this time, Fang Cun already knew exactly how the obsessive feeling in these people came about...

However, as he became more and more relaxed, the painting on the wall was not so relaxed.

Others have the demon energy transmission, because of the existence of their own will and their own cultivation base, etc., the speed is not fast, but Fang Cun has completely let go of the resistance of the will now, and his demon body is also him. It is fabricated with innate energy. When the innate energy is mana, the mana is pure to the extreme, and when it is turned into devil energy, the demon energy is also pure to the extreme.

This also caused Fang Cun to accept the demon energy transmission speed, unexpectedly getting faster and faster.

It was fast from the beginning, and later, it seemed that a huge vortex appeared, devouring it desperately.

And the portrait on the wall, at first, only became clear.

Later, the divine consciousness blended, and he began to become alive. It seemed that he was about to step down from the wall and merge with the square inch of the demon body. The vicious look, the mysterious and evil expression, just like a demon god, high above. , Overlooking all beings.

But gradually, his expression no longer stretched.

This devilish energy was swallowed too quickly.

The ferocious expression gradually became a little confused.

After a while, he was no longer confused, but felt a little scared.

After a while, when it found that its devilish energy was rolling and swallowed, he... panicked!

From Fang Cun’s perspective, you can see that his face suddenly changed, and then he began to desperately pull his devilish energy back, and even moved his hands and feet, as if he was about to cut the connection between himself and Fang Cun. It looks funny.

"Want to go?"

But at this moment ~lightnovelpub.net~ Fang Cun suddenly opened his eyes.

He smiled at the golem, said a word in his heart, and then his consciousness turned into a big hand and grabbed it.

With a "hoo", the golem was directly grabbed by him and pulled over.

No matter how hard the golem struggles, it’s hard to escape, as if it’s trapped in a whirlpool, and he wants to scream, but he can’t scream, only to be frightened and angry, and suddenly it turns into a sea of ​​billowing blood, actually in a square inch. In the sense of consciousness, he turned into a troll and rushed towards Fangcun's spirit fiercely, but he didn't see it well, so he didn't hesitate to break Fangcun's spirit and wanted to escape.

For this demon body, breaking the soul is equivalent to dissipating.

It means that all the previous seeding demons were done for nothing...

At this time, he had preferred to waste all his previous efforts and break Fangcun's spirit.

It's a pity that when he really attacked, he found that the situation was a bit wrong...