Celestial being

Yuan Ming stood up, his whole body emitting a bright yellow halo, like the rising sun.

His figure gradually merged into the ground, turned into a stream of light, and quickly escaped deep into the ground.

In an instant, he was standing in front of the majestic Hongjun Pillar.

The originally devastated Hongjun Pillar has regained most of its vitality under the nourishment of the repairing array, and no longer needs the full support of Yuan Ming's World Tree.

At this moment, the Tianhong Formation is running more and more smoothly, like the natural rhythm between heaven and earth.

Yuan Ming's eyes were as bright as a torch. After scanning for a moment, he didn't stay long.

He used his escape technique again, and he shuttled through the ground like a fish, and soon came to a vast magma lake.

Above the lake, the red magma is rolling endlessly, like a blazing flame. The heat waves are blowing towards your face, mixed with the pungent smell of sulfur, which makes people almost suffocate.

Yuan Ming took a deep breath, and his whole body was instantly enveloped in a red light film, and the power of the hot magma was completely isolated from the outside of his body.

He moved and shot into the depths of the magma like an arrow. After passing through layers of hot magma, he finally arrived at the extremely deep bright red magma area.

The temperature of the magma here was appallingly high. Even Yuan Ming, who had the will of the Fire Emperor, felt an indescribable burning sensation reaching his bones.

Although the heat couldn't hurt him, the feeling of being burned by the flames was not pleasant.

The surrounding void was distorted by the high temperature of the magma, and space cracks appeared from time to time, like black lightning fleeting in the void.

In this hot magma, a huge blue-gray palace is suspended, looking solemn and mysterious.

Around the palace, a huge magic circle formed by virtual light emerged, covering the entire palace.

The billowing heat waves were attracted by the formation and condensed into huge circular rings of fire, surrounding the palace, forming a spectacular scene.

This palace is the Shura Palace that Yuan Ming placed here.

Calcined with the help of the power of earth fire, the Shura Palace is now covered with a layer of crystal light, spitting out colorful dazzling light, like a hundred-forged sword that is about to be born, exuding strong fluctuations, vaguely like a fairy boat in the Three Realms.

Yuan Ming slowly circled around the Shura Palace, his eyes full of satisfaction, and a smile couldn't help but curl up at the corner of his mouth.

He looked into the void and asked, "How are you? How is the refining going?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a graceful figure appeared out of thin air. It was Xi Hezi.

She sighed softly and said: "The power of the earth fire is indeed powerful enough. I have also refined the outer shell of Shura Palace. But the deeper areas have not yet been refined. The problem is still the same. I don't have enough materials. "

When Yuan Ming heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Over the years, he has devoted almost all the resources of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance to the refining of the Shura Palace, hoping to turn it into another magic weapon with an attack power comparable to the Three Realms Immortal Boat.

He originally thought that after all the resources he had spent, he should be able to refine it to at least 60% to 70% success, but now it seems that it is still far from it.

"Don't tell me you are anxious, I am very anxious too. In my opinion, you should do as I said last time." Xi Hezi continued.

"It won't work." Yuan Ming recalled the last time Xi Hezi solemnly suggested that he snatch materials and resources, and couldn't help but shook his head.

"How could it not work? With your current power and strength, as long as you don't provoke those three giant sects, which sect in Izumo Realm can stop you? As long as you grab twenty or thirty Golden Sword Sects in one go A medium-sized sect has almost enough resources," Xihezi said disapprovingly.

"If I really do what you say, I'm afraid it won't be long before I can no longer have a foothold in the Izumo world." Yuan Ming sighed and said with a wry smile.

In fact, it is not that Yuan Ming has not considered robbing resources.

After all, it is one of the most effective ways to build wealth quickly.

"Hey, even if the things of ordinary sects cannot be plundered, then the cults such as the Three Realms Sect can't take one or two of them? Besides, the Cloud Realm is a vast area, and countless monks have died since ancient times. Not all the caves they left behind have been destroyed. Those undiscovered caves must contain many rare things." Xi Hezi raised his lips slightly, with a hint of joking in his words.

Xihezi's words were like a clear spring striking a stone, instantly awakening Yuan Ming.

For ordinary people, finding a hidden cave is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and it requires luck.

However, for Yuan Ming, it was a different world.

He holds a gray statue in his hand. This statue knows everything in the world. As long as you ask it, you can easily know the locations of the caves that have not yet been born, and resources and wealth will come from there.

The more Yuan Ming thought about it, the more he realized it was feasible, and he felt happy.

But compared to these external things, what he cares more about is the cultivation of the Five Elements, Tao and Fruit.

At present, what he needs to understand most is the true meaning of the Golden Emperor.

"I have my own concerns about resources. Just rest assured and refine Shura Palace." Yuan Ming calmed down and said to Xihezi.

"Okay." Xi Hezi responded, then turned around to check the formation.

Yuan Ming returned to the city lord's palace and stepped into the main hall.

He raised his hand and waved, and the golden mace of opening the sky floated in mid-air, flashing with dazzling golden light.

Then, he took out the Heaven Stealing Cauldron and pressed it with his hand. The light on the cauldron flickered, and a hundred restrictions lit up one after another, like bright stars.

Yuan Ming took out the black incense, lit it, and placed it in the cauldron.

The smoke rose up, and his soul quietly detached itself and directly possessed the golden mace that opened the sky.

He used the power of his soul to deeply understand the true meaning of the Golden Emperor contained in it.

Suddenly, the golden light on the golden mace that opened the sky turned into a golden light that shot up to the sky, shining directly into the nine heavens.

At the same time, the Five Elements Dao Fruit in Yuan Ming's body was operating on its own, and the other four colors of light also reflected from his body, intertwining with the golden light to form a dazzling five-color stream of light, covering the entire main hall.

All over the City Lord's Mansion, five-colored dazzling light shot straight into the sky, attracting everyone to stop and watch.

The monks who were busy couldn't help but stop and looked up towards the main hall.

Their eyes were filled with brilliance, and their faces showed reverence and admiration.

Wang Fulong looked at this scene from a distance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Even the guardians of this level of talent and growth rate, I'm afraid they can't match it, right?"

The monks in the City Lord's Mansion, and even in the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, who knew some of the inside story, all felt the same way.

Over the years, no matter how powerful the monsters appeared in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, they were all defeated by the city lord.

This made everyone in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance have extremely firm confidence in Yuan Ming, as if he was already able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Mahayana monks.

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At this moment, on the edge of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, in a secret underground space.

A huge underground cave came into view. In the cave, a blazing bonfire burned endlessly, illuminating the surrounding area as bright as day, as if day had fallen.

There are many dark stone pillars on the four walls of the cave. They are connected in strange shapes to form a giant magic circle covering an area of ​​several acres, which looks solemn and mysterious.

In the center of the magic circle, a circular magic pattern lies quietly, with deep magic patterns flowing on it, exuding bursts of astonishing magic power fluctuations.

If Yuan Ming had been present, he would have recognized at a glance that this formation was exactly the boundary-breaking and sky-turning formation that had appeared on the Changchun Chaotian Peak in Yunhuang Continent.

However, what is slightly different from the old boundary-breaking and empty-turning formations is that there is an additional blood sacrifice pool in the center of the magic pattern formation in the center of this formation.

The blood sacrificial pool was dozens of feet in diameter, with blood tumbling and surging in it. The stench was astounding and nauseating.

At this moment, around the blood sacrificial pool, a group of figures in loose black robes stood, led by a young scholar with a delicate face and a feminine temperament.

With cold eyes and a flick of his fingers, he directed groups of warriors wearing magic armor to drive hundreds of bound monsters to the blood sacrifice pool.

Those monster beasts had hollow eyes and lost their former ferocity. Like tamed domestic dogs, they obediently walked towards the blood sacrificial pool, jumped down, and were immediately devoured by a roll of blood, leaving no bones behind.

As the last batch of monster beasts were sacrificed, the formation suddenly shook violently.

In the blood pool, blood light overflowed in an instant, and countless rays of blood-colored light shot towards the surrounding stone pillars, lighting up the blood-colored runes on the stone pillars one by one, as if the ancient magic power had been awakened.

At this time, where the light and mist intertwined above the magic pattern array, the space began to fluctuate violently, as if being squeezed inward by an invisible force, gradually collapsing into a huge black hole.

In the black hole, light flickered, and then, a space passage dozens of feet in size slowly emerged.

At the other end of the passage, a desolate red Gobi was revealed. On the Gobi, there were densely packed demon soldiers wearing armor. They lined up neatly, like an army about to go out, majestic and solemn.

As soon as the space passage was stabilized, a large amount of pure black demonic energy surged out of it and quickly filled the vast underground space.

The scholar raised his head and took a deep breath of demonic energy, with a satisfied smile on his face.

At this moment, light and shadow intersect in the space passage, like meteors streaking across the sky. Figures shuttle from the demon world one after another, and finally land steadily on this strange land.

After everyone settled down, five majestic Dharma phase demon kings and hundreds of demon soldiers with bright armor appeared, majestic and majestic.

After they all appeared, a stronger demonic energy poured in like a tide and lasted for a long time.

Until the space channel slowly closed under the surge of demonic energy, returning to the chaotic state of light and mist.

"I have met the Demon Lord of Reincarnation."

The five Dharma phase demon kings and hundreds of demon soldiers saluted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth, expressing their respect to the scholar-looking demon king of reincarnation.

"It's just a clone puppet, no need to be polite. When you first arrive, you should sense the surrounding environment and get used to it." The Demon Lord of Samsara nodded slightly and said calmly.

"Yes." Everyone agreed in unison without any hesitation.