Enter the Immortal Cultivation

When Shen Huan Ji heard that her daughter was eaten, she was really furious.

The demons of today are different from the newer demons of the ancient times. Their inheritance has long been cut off, their civilization has long ended, and their cultivation has not formed a system. Each ethnic group has only a few sets of not-so-profound spells, and the cultivation experience of different demons is almost useless - in terms of guiding the demons to practice, most demons are not even as good as the Immortal Alliance.

The parents and the offspring are different. Because half of their blood is the same, the offspring can mostly use the cultivation experience of the parents, which is much more likely than the same ethnic group to have a suitable inheritor. However, the base number of offspring is far less than that of the ethnic group.

The demons of the ancient times can completely ignore blood ties and build ethnic groups completely based on spirit and culture, but the sirens can't do it. They don't even systematically guide their offspring to open their spirits, and can't guide them without damaging their potential.

Mirage, also known as a large clam. As a large clam, the mirage ovulates more than one million at a time. However, for Huan Ji, among the hundreds of millions of eggs she laid over tens of thousands of years, only a very few have meaning.

For her, offspring who cannot open their spirits are no different from wild beasts. And among the offspring who open their spirits, only a few have the qualifications to climb to a high level and become her helper or continue her spirit.

In the past ten thousand years, Shen Huan Ji has only met a few offspring who are worth guiding. Among them, the one eaten by the Yellow King is the one she is most optimistic about, and is only one step away from the realm of supernatural powers. Soon he will become her reliance. This time, she also saw that her offspring was about to advance, so she let it come out to eat other monsters of the same level, plundering the monster spirit essence and innate divine seals, and accumulating strength.

But she didn't expect it. The daughter who was originally going to eat people was actually eaten by people!

When Huan Ji thought about the time, resources, and dangers she spent on guiding her daughter to open her spirit and instructing her to practice, her heart was bleeding.

How could she not be angry? She was furious!

Unforgivable!

The colorful phantom light filled the air, and the nearly invincible innate magical power of the same level of the phantom was activated in conjunction with the unparalleled martial arts of the dragon clan. The two hands of the phantom princess had no bones at all, just like tentacles or tentacles, with pure muscles inside. The powerful and powerful hands waved and swiped. The colorful phantom light was like paint. It was smeared by the two tentacles at will. Intertwined into magic.

In terms of quality, the soul of the phantom monster is no better than that of the human race. However, the powerful body and reorganized essence make their soul power better than that of the human race. And they are born with hallucinogenic toxins, and the awakened innate magical power is the real poison and illusion.

And the soul power of the phantom princess is stronger. Under the range of her illusion, the rock layer on the seabed cracked slightly, emitting a harsh shadow. The obscure magic is like this. It can not only roll and smash other people's minds. It will not even let go of other people's bodies.

Under the seven-color phantom light, the green fish-headed monster reacted strangely. His body twisted, as if the body and wings of this kind of people had no bones, and even it was made of unknown colloid. Huan Ji's power was still above Cthulhu, and the illusion alone interfered with the stability of Cthulhu's own operation. Seeing this, Huan Ji was secretly proud, and her hands that cast the illusion were more powerful.

Wang Qi felt nothing about it. He only saw a reading on a panel in front of him jumping rapidly. The illusionary power that was constantly losing weight attacked Cthulhu's body, and was constantly offset and assimilated by the power of the heart demon spell. The power of the heart demon spell was constantly being consumed, but the consumption was very low. Wang Qi now has dozens of transformation-stage monsters. In addition, there is a witch in the God-descending stage equivalent to the distraction stage as a power furnace, and there is a Shinto system of hundreds of thousands of people in Shenjing as a supplement, so he is not afraid of consumption at all. He is still observing the movements of Shenhuan Ji: "The posture of this mirage monster is indeed very familiar..."

"Obscure Demon Dao." Mi suddenly spoke, very confidently: "It is Obscure Demon Dao. It is not a complete inheritance."

"It should be that he secretly watched a dragon try it." Wang Qi didn't care about the origin of Obscure Demon Dao, and he calculated quickly in his mind. He had just started to learn Obscure Demon Dao for two days, and he didn't care much about this skill that he couldn't learn. Not to mention that he surpassed Shenhuan Ji's ten thousand years of research.

However, "knowing" and "not knowing" are two different things after all. Even if Wang Qi had just started for a few days, it was under the condition of complete inheritance. Shenhuan Ji's every move quickly took shape in his brain, and then integrated his own understanding and re-edited it. He was still not satisfied, and took out the inheritance stone of Obscure Demon Dao, collected part of the inheritance true meaning, reconstructed it in his own way, and formed a spell against illusion.

The existence of Wanxiang Guawen greatly reduced the difficulty of editing Lu Zhi and reduced the cost. For Wang Qi, "programming" is equivalent to "creating" and "learning" the magic formula.

Just like Ai Qinglan quickly changes her magic power in the battle, gaining special resistance and targeting against the enemy, Wang Qi is trying to develop a more advanced method.

It's a pity that Shen Huan Ji is a monster after all, and she doesn't have such good patience. Seeing that Cthulhu didn't react at all under her illusion, she thought that this guy was mentally fragile and vulnerable, so she attacked with her tentacles. Her two tentacles shot out as fast as cannonballs, creating a huge vacuum bubble in the sea. These two hits passed through Cthulhu's body and hit the dragon magic weapon in Cthulhu's body. Fortunately, Wang Qi seized this dragon magic weapon, otherwise, with the original material of his pagoda, it would have been broken. Huan Ji felt that she hit something hard, smiled coldly, wrapped her tentacles around Cthulhu's neck, and then twisted it hard. Huan Ji is a monster in the supernatural power period, and the power of her hands is also unimaginable. With this twist, she can even crush a mountain and cut off a mountain from the middle of the mountain.

However, Cthulhu's head has no entity at all. Like the King in Yellow, it is the interface between the gods and humans in the Heart Demon System. Huan Ji felt that her hand had not touched anything, but the resentment and burning of the Nether Fire Curse made her arms and legs feel a strange tingling pain.

At this moment, Wang Qi pressed his hand on his arm armor, and the magic power poured into the arm armor. He had already regarded himself as an external plug-in, and put the existing magical powers in his cultivation into the input system of the Heart Demon Curse, and put it into that powerful system to run.

Cthulhu quickly raised his claws, and then the elephant phase wave formed a wave blade on his claws. With a claw swing, it actually left five blood marks on Huan Ji's arms and legs.

"Ah! Ah! You die!" Huan Ji felt pain and found that she was fooled. She was extremely angry. The seven-color light increased by another level. At the same time, her two arms and legs were like two tumbling dragons, constantly whipping Cthulhu.

Wang Qi felt a little sorry. The power of the Heart Demon Curse on the material level is still too weak. If he had not borrowed the power of the Heart Demon Mantra, but had the same level of magic power as the monster, then this wave of the wave blade would immediately chop off the tentacles of the supernatural power monster. He used Jarvis to speed up his thinking ability, and at the same time relied on the system's own fighting ability to constantly correct Cthulhu's movements.

The speed and strength of the supernatural power monsters are no longer on the same level as those in the transformation period. Anyone can see that Cthulhu can only barely keep up with the opponent's movements. He is simply being beaten continuously. However, this green octopus head is fearless and would rather be beaten by Huan Ji a few more times than leave a few wounds on the opponent's tentacles.

"The winner is obvious."

"That guy named Sha Lian Tai is really tenacious."

"It's just ugly. Seeing someone stronger than himself, he didn't know to run for his life at the first time."

"I really don't know how he survived until this time."

All spectators felt that the reason why Shen Huan Ji was still fighting was because she didn't want to kill that guy yet, and wanted to torture him a few more times.

The old octopus of the Mahayana demon clan nearby, and several other demon gods in the distance. They showed the same look.

The green octopus head, although at a disadvantage, did not show any signs of decline. On the contrary, he was making rapid progress in the rapid fight with Shen Huan Ji. Every move and every style of his just hit the weak points of Shen Hua Ji's crowded crowd. And the frequency of his own attacks was gradually decreasing.

"He actually saw through Shen Huan Ji's moves?"

This made these guys feel a little incredible. The demon clan lacks a detailed theory of disorder. It is almost impossible for you to ask them to summarize the fighting methods of others and then find a way to break it.

Compared with the exclamation of the Mahayana and demon gods and the fury of Shen Huan Ji, Wang Qi seemed much calmer. He quickly manipulated Cthulhu and fought Shen Huan Ji with a pair of claws. Every time the claws hit, a subtle Nether Fire Curse would be injected into the Shen Hua collective. Wang Qi originally thought that with Shen Huan Ji's current angry state of mind, the Nether Fire Curse would only show the trend of sparks and fire. But unexpectedly, this monster also had some tricks and suppressed the Heart Demon Curse. This made Wang Qi unable to achieve the conditions for the Heart Demon Curse to completely erupt.

And Wang Qi's overloaded state could not last long. Just when he felt dizzy and his soul was slightly tingling, Mi spoke: "Let me help. Are you going to use this Heart Demon Curse to pollute the other party?"

Wang Qi nodded, separated a line of thought and shouted: "Yes..."

"Transfer part of the control of the Heart Demon System to me, I will get familiar with it." Mi said: "I am also curious... What will be the result if I fight in your way."

"Jarvis, open the Class B port!"

With the addition of the port, Wang Qi felt that something new had flowed into the system.

That was Mi's power.

Wang Qi suddenly had a strange feeling. This time, he forgot to attack and forgot to control the spirit system, causing Cthulhu to be beaten repeatedly.

He was shocked: "Senior sister... What race are you..." (To be continued ~^~)