Dragon and Tiger Taoist

With a rumble, the terrifying eyes of the sky opened, thunder was like rain, and the dreams of all living beings that were originally bizarre lost all color at this moment, as if they were ushering in the final judgment.

"The Divine Thunder of Extermination, it seems that this world is really intolerant of strangers!"

Standing in the dreamland, watching the black thunder falling from the sky, displaying the aura of destruction wantonly, Wumian's expression changed slightly.

The God of Extermination is a kind of divine thunder of heaven and earth. It mainly kills and is best at killing magic bodies and immortal souls. It is a kind of divine thunder that makes people change their temper when they hear it. Even real immortals and demon kings will feel a headache when they encounter it.

"Fortunately, it's not the God of Destruction, otherwise I would really have to close my eyes and wait for death. After all, the sky has left a glimmer of hope."

The aura around his body rose, and Wumian calmly faced the falling divine thunder of annihilation.

Monks ascend to immortality without calamity, monsters ascend to immortality without disaster, and aliens ascend to immortality with divine punishment. As an alien, Wu Mian can clearly feel the rejection of him by this world at this moment. The root cause is that aliens have innate gods. Demonic bloodline.

Hum, magical powers are operating, the void is distorted, turning void into reality, Huangting Blessed Land appears in the dreams of all living beings, sheltering Wu Mian within it.

"Although it cannot be compared with the real Huangting Blessed Land, it is enough to block the thunder."

As soon as a thought appeared, he communicated with the Dream Palace, operated the laws of the dream path, and sensed the world. Wu Mian began to desperately absorb the inspiration of the world. At this moment, dozens of real dreams were shattered by the Dream Palace and turned into the inspiration of the world for Wu Mian to absorb.

Different people ascending to immortality are different from monks ascending to immortality. There is no feedback from the power of the blessed land. They can only seize the creation of heaven and earth. Only in this way can they condense the demon emperor's body and transform the demon emperor's soul. Perhaps it is because of this that both aliens and monsters have different abilities in the cultivation of immortality. To be robbed.

The spiritual energy from heaven and earth came rolling in, mixed with the fairy spirit energy, and the demon bones in Wumian's body began to bloom with dazzling brilliance. This is actually a kind of innate manifestation of the fairy orifice, called the sea of ​​​​qi, which is similar to the Dantian of a true human immortal. It is an aperture, but it can not only carry magic power, but also various types of magic, which is very miraculous.

At this moment, within the sleepless demon bone, a huge demon pill was spinning rapidly, constantly devouring the spiritual opportunities of the world, and the sky was dotted with magical seeds.

When the monster is in the Demon King Realm, it condenses a demon elixir, but when it reaches the Demon King Realm, it needs to break this demon elixir and transform it into a source of mana, causing the demon power to change qualitatively again, and in this way, the demon body can be refined, the bloodline can be revived, and the corresponding immortal can be opened. orifice.

"broken!"

At a certain moment, feeling that he had accumulated enough, Wu Mian decisively shattered his demon pill. Once he took this step, he would not regret it.

Click, the power of the law falls, shining like a heavenly sword, the demon core is immediately cut open, and there is infinite light derived. At this moment, the sleepless sea of ​​​​qi seems to have turned into a land of light, filled with endless light, Then a sea of ​​air came out, completely rendering his entire body, and he seemed to turn into light.

At this moment, his alien bloodline was baptized by mana and law, and began to revive and reshape. Each of the dusty immortal apertures was lit up, five in total. The most obvious ones were the left and right heavenly eye apertures located in his eyes. There is something magical growing within it.

At the same time, a touch of green energy flew out of the boundless sea of ​​air and went straight into Wu Mian's left and right Tianmu apertures, blending with it, causing it to transform again and begin to develop complete Tao marks.

During the sleepless return to innateness, the left and right third eye apertures were opened, and the innate magical power, dreamlike and illusory, was born. Now, this innate magical power is undergoing subtle changes, and it begins to spontaneously derive.

Phew, the aura of the fairy spirit filled the air. At this moment, Wumian's body showed a little aura of the Demon Emperor. He had already stepped into the threshold of the Demon Emperor. But at this moment, Wumian used the power of his magical power to transform into Huang Ting. The barrier of Blessed Land was torn apart by the Divine Thunder of Extinction, and the dark lightning struck directly on Wumian's body, trying to tear his monster body apart and obliterate his soul.

"The demon pill is shattered and my life is released. Since I want to destroy it, I must do it thoroughly. All kinds of thunder will follow me into my dream."

When he got what he wanted, at this moment, Wumian let go of his defenses and allowed the God of Extermination to tear his body apart.

With a rumble, the lightning shocked the world and destroyed everything. The originally brilliant brilliance was completely torn apart, leaving only a destructive sea of ​​thunder.

Time passed, and I don’t know how long it took, but the lightning was still bright, and in the center of the thunder sea, there were strands of chaos energy rising, and then the chaos was derived, swallowing the thunder, and directly turning the land thousands of miles around into a place of chaos.

And this is not the end. At a certain moment, the two qi of yin and yang are like scissors, chaos opens up, and all kinds of qi are derived. A brand new small world begins to appear, filled with a strong atmosphere of fairy spirits, just like a newly opened blessed land.

Immediately afterwards, relying on the immortality of the soul, Wumian reunited his soul again under the thunder tribulation, but it seemed to be awake but not awake, as if he was dreaming.

The most critical step in practicing the Longhu Mountain Golden Elixir Method is to derive chaos and reopen the world. This requires specific magical powers to do, such as Zhang Chunyi's Yin and Yang Qi Shear, while Wu Mian found another way and completed this step in a dream. , the dream-like magical power he possesses can turn dreams into reality, and even the most critical interior location of the Derived Blessed Land has been jumped over by him.

You must know that without the interior land, it is difficult to create a blessed land simply by opening up the void. The interior land is the foundation of the blessed land. This is also the difficulty for monsters to practice the golden elixir. However, Wumian directly uses the power of magical powers to ignore the process and achieve it in one step.

Huh, I was sleeping soundly. In my dream, I was refining all my energy into elixir without sleep, and turned the blessed land into a bright golden elixir. At this moment, the new blessed land suddenly collapsed, and was moved by invisible force, as if to Turned into a great elixir.

"A big dream will eventually pay off!"

Feeling something, a joyful smile appeared on his face, Wumian quietly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep purple, crystal clear like gems, flowing with a strange brilliance, with Dao marks engraved in them, each eye contained a kind of The left eye is like a dream, which can turn illusion into reality, and the right eye is like an illusion, which can turn reality into illusion.

At this moment, these two magical powers have reached the level of two heavens, each possessing ten Dao marks. Monsters are different from humans in that they value blood and feet.

Not only do you not need to measure the immortal aperture when you break through the Demon King, you rely on the power of the blood to naturally open the hole and break the demon pill. When the blood is revived, a life force will be born. This force is closely connected with the monster's blood and can help the monster transform itself. The magical power becomes the natal magical power.

Once a magical power becomes a life, as the cultivation level increases, even if the monster does not practice it deliberately, the power of this magical power will naturally increase until the magical power reaches its limit. Moreover, because it is dissolved in the blood, it is much easier for a monster to understand the natural magical power than a Taoist. This is easy, and to a certain extent, it can even be passed down through blood. This is the fundamental reason why those powerful monster groups have inherited magical powers.

Of course, most monsters only have one level of magical power when they first cultivate it. The reason why Wumian starts with two levels is entirely because his accumulation is too rich.

In the previous process, Wumian directly used his natal energy to transform the innate magical power he was born into, dream-like, into his natal magical power. It is precisely because of this that his eyes will transform into immortals in advance, showing the characteristics of immortals.

At this moment, there were actually tens of thousands of Dao marks engraved in his eyes, but most of them were silent, with only ten Dao marks on the left and right lit up.

"It transforms into one's destiny, and the dream-like magical power is like a seed that has completely grown into a big tree. It has evolved to seven levels. It is a truly great magical power. If measured by Tao seeds, it is already comparable to high-grade Tao seeds."

"Now that I have clearly mastered the practice of this great magical power, I just need to follow the steps step by step. Now let me see the power of this magical power."

A thought appeared, his eyes glowed with divine light, and Wu Mian began to distort reality.

In the next moment, all the scars on his body were wiped away, and his torn body condensed again, as if the disaster had never come.

"It's a wonderful feeling. There's only one last step left."

As he spoke, Wumian stretched out his palm and grasped the collapsing blessed land in his hand.

"Did I succeed or fail?"

He retracted his palm and looked at the rice-sized golden elixir at his fingertips, with a trace of doubt on Wumian's face.

Shaking his head, Wu Mian swallowed this golden elixir. At this moment, he completely made up for his shortcomings and ascended to the realm of the Demon Emperor. Although it was a bit small, it was still a "golden elixir".

The reason why it is so small can be roughly guessed by Wu Mian. He used the power of his dream-like supernatural powers to create the world and refine the golden elixir in his dreams. Although he succeeded in turning the imaginary into reality, compared with the real creation of heaven and earth, It's just superficial and far inferior in nature, which leads to the innate deficiency of his golden elixir.

However, the golden elixir is a golden elixir after all. Although it is not like Zhang Chunyi who can squander mana wantonly, the golden elixir is endless and can continuously recover and accumulate mana. After all, it is much stronger than the average demon king, and it has a bright future. Endless possibilities.

Feeling his own perfection, Wu Mian wanted to repeat the sentence "One golden elixir swallowed into the belly, my fate is up to me", but after thinking about it, I decided to forget it.

Wipe your hand to erase the traces, feel the sleepwalking palace, transform into a colorful butterfly, and the sleepless figure disappears into the dreams of all living beings and disappears. This is the power of sleepwalking in the middle-level Taoist species.