Devil Seeds

The sighs of the golden fairies are just sighs.

The heat in their hearts is hot, but they won't show it.

Accompanied by the inextinguishable sacred flame, it exploded together with Xue Shaocun, breaking through the seeds restricted by confinement, and sowing into all existence in this world.

This is roughly equivalent to that all substances in this world have the qualifications to break through the limit in theory.

However likely that is, it represents a breakthrough.

This breakthrough is different from the normal worldview.

In the normal practice view and world view, there is an upper limit in the world.

When the upper limit is reached, one must leave and find a new way out.

In the world of Turin's Dream, growth is mutual and shared.

It is extremely inclusive, which means that it is enough to support some power that transcends time and space and everything.

The golden fairies remained calm on the surface.

In fact, secretly, they all began to bet and invest even more.

The two Demon Lords Baishou and Qianren naturally followed suit.

Under the turmoil, they forcibly suppressed the danger warnings that kept appearing, and although they cared about it, they would not pull away.

It can be said that they are blinded by profit, but in other words, danger and opportunity coexist.

However, the two Demon Lords still set a psychological bottom line for themselves.

Secretly resolved not to invest more than half of the whole in the immortal source of the dream of Turin.

Otherwise, once it is damaged, although it can still survive, its superficial strength will also drop sharply, and it will encounter many risks in practice.

Ke Xiaoliang was not aware of the secret decision of the two Demon Lords.

But Ke Xiaoliang can accurately grasp their mentality.

Because of the change of location, Ke Xiaoliang's thoughts and thoughts should not be much different from theirs.

It's just that things like the psychological bottom line are originally used to break through.

The so-called limitation is because there are not enough conditions for compromise.

Everything is still going on, everything is still developing, everything is still seemingly peaceful, but everything is different.

Another hundred years have passed since the fire thief spread the fire.

Time seems to be worthless.

And in the past hundred years, many small gods who were originally struggling to survive in the cracks were wiped out by those medium and large gods.

Then the gods issued a decree, prohibiting any means of tempering the extraordinary from spreading and flowing in the mortal world.

At the same time, the gods began to cast curses on the blood of the spirits.

Originally, some naturally powerful races will become weaker and weaker with the change of bloodlines from generation to generation.

Certain instincts that are inherently possessed will gradually disappear with the passage of time.

Although, the gods may also know that such behavior is just drinking poison to quench thirst, widening the distance between gods and all spirits in the world, and making the conflict between them more acute, but they have no choice but to do so.

Even if it's just to prolong the 'death' time, they will do it.

At the same time, under the instigation of a certain undercurrent, a competition between light and darkness began among the major gods.

Because I don't know when, there have been rumors among the gods that 'the god of death will live forever'.

Priesthood and theocracy related to death, the underworld, extinction, etc., have been greatly contested.

Many gods believe that when the twilight of the gods falls, the god with the authority of death will become the only powerful god, standing on the bones of the gods, and holding up the throne of the supreme god.

This rumor came out of nowhere, but it convinced many gods.

Before the mortal spirits set off a climax to overthrow the theocracy, there had been constant friction and even wars between gods.

And in this context, those restricted and imprisoned ambitions also began to take root and sprout quietly, until they grew into towering trees.

A hundred years have passed!

The eastern dense forest where fierce battles took place in the past has also been split into a deep and narrow canyon.

Ugly scars have already put on new green clothes.

The plants that grow more savagely completely cover up the traces of the previous battle.

With the sound of roaring explosions, drastic changes took place in a certain originally peaceful canyon.

The spell dedicated to blasting opened holes one after another in all directions of the entire canyon.

The snot-like animals hiding in the weeds, or behind those vines, jumped out in groups, and then wandered randomly in the canyon, their light green bodies were cut open by the messy gravel, dripping out mucus. Gooey green blood.

Hidden in the mud, the young man who completely concealed his aura saw a flash of golden-red light through the purple vine leaves flying all over the sky with his keen eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Ji, together with the two poisonous crocodiles he tamed, rushed towards the middle of the constantly erupting broken stones.

Tang Ji pinched more than a dozen golden-red thumb-sized stones in his palm and held them tightly, as if these were more precious than his life.

Bloodstone!

This golden-red stone is the legendary blood stone.

There is no too magnificent brilliance, but everyone who sees these stones can feel the scorching breath contained in the blood stone, as well as the depressive burst.

This is a unique treasure that was stained with the blood of God and tempered over time.

It has a wide range of uses.

But there is no doubt that it is a priceless treasure.

Ha ha ha ha!

Holding these small stones tightly in his hands, Tang Ji's laughter seemed to penetrate the entire canyon. Even if the dust and stone powder raised by the explosion were blown into his mouth by the wind, Tang Ji didn't want to suppress his emotion. laughter.

With these sacred blood stones, he Tang Ji can also become a character!

How can this not be exciting?

How to keep him from getting carried away?

It's just that he probably forgot that he is not the only one who covets these sacred blood stones.

After a hundred years, the barrier of divine power covering the Eastern Jungle Canyon has become weak. He is not the only one who wants to break in at this time and gamble on his luck.

The sword light, like the sword of heaven's punishment, split the sky and the earth, and swept towards Tang Ji directly.

This is Yujianshu... Could it be that the comer is a cultivator?

The practice of immortality is expressly forbidden by the gods.

That is even more "heinous" many times than the self-derived spells and tactics in the dream world of practicing Turin.

Because of the immortal method, it is regarded as a "killing god skill".

According to legend, at the peak of the Immortal Road, it is the slaughter of gods to prove the way, which can break the longevity.

Become a true fairy comparable to a god.

Immortal method is also the only method of cultivation so far that can reach the power comparable to that of the gods.

Therefore, even though the gods strictly prohibited it again and again, they did not hesitate to set off brutal killings again and again.

There is still an endless stream of practitioners of immortal law.

Tang Ji is too proud!

When he reacted, it was too late to dodge.

Then a giant ape with wings on its back stepped out from behind him, gradually overlapping with its figure.

This is the method of fighting beasts, a way to absorb powerful beast spirits and integrate with individuals to fight.

boom!

Most of the sky seemed to be overturned, and above the hollow floating clouds, a crystal flying sword was about to fall vertically.

After Tang Ji and the beast soul merged, both strength and physique were greatly improved.

With a roar, it rose straight into the sky.

Unexpectedly, he stretched out his arms and went directly to catch the falling flying sword.

Just as the unknown sword cultivator and Tang Ji were fighting fiercely, in the dark shadow, some tiny things split, like dust and insects, sneaked into the depths of the blasted mine.

Mo Yu stepped into the mine, and a scorching breath came over his face.

Inlaid on the black-red stone wall were stones like fiery red golden eyes. Mo Yu forcefully broke off a piece from the wall and stuffed it into her bosom.

But it suddenly stopped, restraining its greed.

Mo Yu's body, standing in place, began to show many different expressions.

Immediately afterwards, he split in place.

After a while, it turned into old, young, male, female, young, and strong... a total of six people and six forms.

What's even more amazing is that these six people seem to have their own independent thoughts and consciousness.

Obviously, Mo Yu is a member of the Shadow Clan.

ShadowClan people cannot reproduce through normal means.

Instead, every time a period comes, a new 'individual' is split.

When a certain period of time is reached, the old 'individual' will die, and the newborn individual will continue.

Looking at it this way, it seems that the Shadow Clan people will never die.

In fact, after repeated reincarnations, the original Shadow Clan members have long since disappeared, and the newly born Shadow Clan has independent thoughts and brand-new personalities.

Mo Yu, a member of the Shadow Clan who split into six, formed a triangular formation with each other, and then continued to go deep into the cave.

This tunnel looks too spacious and too neat.

It was obviously excavated by someone with a heart, and it was definitely not blown out by accident.

There must be hidden tricks in this.

The more they walked into the mine, the more they could feel the blazing heat in the cave. The heat seemed to not only affect the body, but also give people a psychological feeling of heat, which made people unconscious become restless, bored.

Looking at the elderly Mo Yu who was already stroking his chest and panting uncontrollably, many Mo Yu had to stop.

"Forget it! Go ahead, I'll stay here and watch over you!" the old Mo Yu panted heavily with flushed cheeks.

The remaining five Mo Yu nodded at the same time without evading.

Although they may not be regarded as one person, they have a tacit understanding than real independent individuals.

At this time, there is no need to talk nonsense and waste time.

The old Mo Yu was already dying, and a new Mo Yu would be born among them.

At this time, it is extremely cost-effective to use the elderly Moyu to look out and resist subsequent entrants by the way.

The five turned around and ran quickly towards the depths of the cave.

But he couldn't run very far and had to stop.

Because of gravity, or a kind of thick and fiery pressure, the further you go forward, the golden red sun stones are gone on the stone wall, and the road in the mine becomes narrower and narrower, and there seems to be nothing ahead. road.

Except for the young and strong Moyu, the young, female and middle-aged Moyu all began to squat on the ground panting.

"You guys stay here!"

"Let's walk the rest of the way!" the two young and strong Moyu said at the same time.

The three Mo Yu nodded and agreed with the proposal.

Outside the cave, the light of battle has disappeared, and a flying sword full of spirituality hovers outside the cave.

But Tang Ji, who first found the mine, has disappeared without a trace, and it is unknown whether he died or fled.

A figure landed on the flying sword, with an arrogant expression and sharp eyes.

He saw the mine at a glance, and he also saw the old Moyu blocking the entrance of the mine not far away, holding a shadow blade.

There seemed to be a trace of disdain in Jianxiu's eyes.

The extraordinary means in the dream world of Turin can be said to emerge in endlessly.

Some are derived from deities and others from racial traits.

But almost without exception, there is no one who can compare with the method of cultivating immortals.

Compared with the integrity of the immortal way, those messy extraordinary ways are too empty, and they can't see the way forward.

The sword cultivator held the flying sword in his hand, turning into a beam of sword light and rushing into the mine.

The entire canyon suddenly shook violently, and the center of the canyon, like a sky crashing and earth ripping apart, suddenly ejected a golden-red torrent like a fountain.

Wherever he went, it was scorched black.

Two figures chased a red-gold phantom, jumped out of the erupting magma, and then three more shadows merged in, and five shadows intertwined with each other.

It looks like it's going to blend in.

But after careful observation, it is not difficult to find...they are actually engaged in an extremely fierce fight.

But that group of golden-red phantom was surrounded by five shadows.

It seems that everyone is robbing it, but it seems that everyone is afraid of it, and no one dares to touch it.

The elderly Mo Yu looked at the five shadows fighting together in amazement, borrowing the connection between them to ask questions, but could not feel any response.

The tacit understanding in the past, at this time, all disappeared without a trace.

It seems that for some reason, the five individuals who originally came from the same source have been completely cut off, and they are no longer related.

The five figures have already fought to the most intense level.

Suddenly a ball of light and shadow flew out, and the whole person fell into the magma and disappeared without a trace.

The juvenile bodies of the Shadow Clan who were of the same body and origin from the same source were killed by the adult bodies of the same body.

What's even more amazing is that Mo Yu, a woman who was supposed to give birth to a new Shadow Clan quickly at this time, didn't feel the fetal movement.

A part of them is lost forever and can never be made up again.

The elderly Mo Yu looked on in surprise and completely lost his mind.

On the other side, the cultivator holding the flying sword seemed to have seen something that shocked him, and he became hesitant and excited at the same time.

"It's a relic, it's also divine power...it's a fragment of the ancient god of Turin."

"Under here, there is actually a fragment of the ancient god of Turin hidden."

"Even if the era of gods is bound to end, but at this time, you can still have a lot if you succeed as a god."

"What's more... Only strong strength can control destiny. Weakness is always the original sin..." Jianxiu, who knew more about the inside story, began to feel anxious.

But his restlessness cannot dictate his fate.

He was deliberately led here.

This is a situation deliberately arranged by someone... just to get him into the urn, how can he be allowed to break free?

"I disguised part of my immortal aura as fragments of the ancient god of Chengdu, and hid it on the monks who came from another world. In this way, even Ke Xiaoliang, who controls this world, cannot fully understand my layout." Bai Song Mozun stood in the void, pushing quietly, while covering up the secret.