Devil Seeds

"Little baby! You guys made this kind of change in the library?" A voice suddenly sounded from behind the two of them.

An old man in a black robe with a ruddy complexion and a high forehead came out of the darkness.

There seemed to be a shadow flickering behind him, and there seemed to be grimaces imprinted on his high forehead from time to time.

Look carefully at the cuff of his sleeves, but what is stretched out is not one hand, but four hands.

"This is the primordial spirit, not the physical body! The primordial spirit is the appearance of the heart, not the appearance of the physical body." This thought flashed across Ke Xiaoliang's mind instantly.

But Mo Tingyuan's reaction was faster, and he was half kneeling on the ground: "Mo Tingyuan, the current suzerain of the Ten Demon Sects, has met the Supreme Elder of the Demon Sect."

But the old man stared at Ke Xiaoliang again, then circled around Ke Xiaoliang twice with unfathomable movements, and said, "Interesting! Interesting! It's been a long time since I met a little doll who dared to practice Qi to over fifty weights!"

"This is hard work. The little baby is probably notorious in the practice world for the sake of cultivation... He must have robbed many mountain gates!"

"Tell me... How many mountain gates have been shattered? Has the old man heard of it before!"

As he spoke, the old man turned his ears sideways, as if intending to listen.

Ke Xiaoliang secretly took a breath of true energy, and at the same time was ready to directly borrow the energy of the gourd middle world at any time, with full firepower.

As for absorbing external energy...Ke Xiaoliang was worried that once the old man got into trouble, he wouldn't give him the time to prepare.

"Why? Don't you answer the old man's words?"

"The little devil now seems to be as arrogant and unreasonable as those guys back then...but it doesn't matter. Disobedient dolls, first get a lesson, cut off their hands and feet, then lose their cultivation, grab the skulls and wear them into bracelets, and after a lot of work, they will be honest!" said the old man in a flat and comfortable tone.

In an instant, Ke Xiaoliang completed the absorption and accumulation of energy, and instantly transformed.

Qi and blood martial arts plus true qi martial arts plus giantization and martial arts.

Due to the effect of qi and blood martial arts, the martial arts form and the physical body have formed a closer connection and interaction.

On the contrary, the body was not as huge as before, and under Ke Xiaoliang's restraint, it was actually condensed to a size of ten feet.

Even so, the strength has increased slightly, and the battery life has also greatly increased.

The moment the transformation was completed, a strange mana had already started to work in Ke Xiaoliang's body.

Countless soul-eating worms seemed to emerge from his body, devouring his soul and taking away all his thoughts and memories at the same time.

The true meaning of martial arts is fully revealed, every drop of blood...even every cell, is beating with factors of resistance and violence.

All the soul-devouring insects... together with the most rooted 'curse', were squeezed out of the body by the true meaning of martial arts, and then crushed to pieces.

Then Ke Xiaoliang didn't say anything else, he punched the old man's soul.

This punch, which seemed to be offensive, was actually defensive.

Fist is said to be "a line of sea and sky", and the defense is steady, like a line of sea and sky, flawless to attack.

The fist that looked like an attack was a defense, but it was naturally retracted in front of the chest, and the palm that looked like a defense was actually an attack.

Between the changes in the palm, he pinched the Sunlight Bodhisattva seal.

It is the sixth form of Buddha's light in the palm of the Tathagata.

Although the setting of Tathagata God's Palm is nine styles, those masters in the world of martial arts and Buddhist monks who have entered the world of high martial arts have exhausted their energy.

It has only now been deduced to the sixth form.

Even so, the power of this palm should not be underestimated.

Fists and palms move together, one attack and one defense.

But after a moment, Ke Xiaoliang took a small step back with a muffled grunt.

The burly body of ten feet swayed slightly.

Huge palm prints flew out, and under the radiant light, the light of the old man's primordial spirit was also slightly dimmed.

"What a devil, you actually learned Buddhist techniques to deal with your ancestors." The old man's soul pointed at Ke Xiaoliang, seeming to scold with a smile, but in fact he had developed a faint fear of Ke Xiaoliang.

If the Yuanshen cultivator can't take one move against Yuanshen and below, then maybe he will not be able to take many moves in the future.

From the level of strength, the primordial spirit is not far above the many realms below the primordial spirit, which makes the difference between heaven and earth.

It's just the magic of the primordial spirit, which monks under the primordial spirit can't comprehend, so only the primordial spirit monks can easily defeat many monks who transform spirits and suppress low-level monks, like picking things out of a bag.

Ke Xiaoliang also breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "There is no way, the old devil is despicable, and the little devil can only ask the monk to borrow some methods to protect himself!"

After all, the finger print in the middle changed, forming a clear seal of achieving everything.

Afterwards, the whole body was filled with light.

An extremely mysterious power bloomed around Ke Xiaoliang's body, faintly seeming to repel and distort the surrounding space.

The seal is the seal of the last ten thousand Buddhas in the palm of the Tathagata.

But the power is the power of the ancient god that Ke Xiaoliang borrowed from the loli goddess Molly as the 'Day of Heaven'.

Under such a mixture, the illusion that the Wanfo Dynasty is about to be played is disguised.

Mo Tingyuan was really fooled, and thought to himself: "This Ke Xiaoliang has not only reached the peak of martial arts, the realm of the supreme master, but also comprehended the last form of the Buddha's palm. It is rumored in the world of high martial arts that this set of palms was passed down by the Buddha himself. Even if it is not necessarily... It must be a true Buddha-level mastery. If he really hits this palm, I don't know if it will damage my Demon Sect's seed bank. This Demon Sect elder also wonders if he can bear it. "

"No... I have to avoid it, they are fighting. If I accidentally hit Chiyu, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight..."

Mo Tingyuan had a thought in his heart, but was captured by the old man's soul.

The abnormal vision around the old man's soul slowly receded, and then he said with a smile: "Good guy! You little devil, with a fifty-fold qi training, you have the strength to rival me, a monk of the soul. I can't beat you, so I won't fight!"

"This change in the library must have something to do with you."

"If you are willing to tell me the reason, I will tell you a secret of the seed bank in exchange... what do you think?"

The old man's primordial spirit obviously saw that he couldn't be crushed and defeated directly, so he began to convey "goodwill", not only to delay time, to see how long Ke Xiaoliang can last in this changed state, but also to really exchange information with Ke Xiaoliang, and then get the answer by comparing the "peaceful" way.

It is obvious that Ke Xiaoliang has been regarded as an equal.

As for Mo Tingyuan...he doesn't deserve a place in this battle.

Ke Xiaoliang slowly put away his fingerprints, and then restrained the breath of the ancient god.

But he didn't stop changing, and continued to maintain a body that was ten feet in size. Under the dual-core martial arts, he could maintain such changes for a long time.

"I didn't do much, I just injected a large amount of magic essence into the seed bank." Ke Xiaoliang said.

What he said...is part of the truth.

"Nonsense, if you just inject the demonic essence, there is indeed a change, but how could there be such a huge change? The amount of demonic seeds gushed out just now is almost equal to the ten-year share under normal circumstances!" said the old man Yuanshen.

Ke Xiaoliang said in a heroic tone: "There is not much change, it's just because the magic energy injected is not enough."

"Just now, I probably injected magic yuan equivalent to harvesting tens of millions of times at once."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ke Xiaoliang with the eyes of a lunatic and a fool.

Even Mo Tingyuan swallowed.

"Where did you get so much magic energy?" Mo Tingyuan's tone was full of longing that he didn't realize.

Ke Xiaoliang smiled and said: "I... sank the residence of the Blood Demon Palace in one fell swoop. I... three swords overwhelmed Cuiyun Mountain. I... punched Li Xingzhou and his army of the Blood Demon Palace to death. So I have a lot of magic energy now... how about it?"

For good reason!

Mo Tingyuan had nothing to say.

It's five o'clock, good night everyone!