Great Emperor Myriad

Ling Xiao compressed and swallowed naive liquid again.

In this way, after nine compressions, Ling Xiao's Dantian Qihai has been completely consummated, and there is no longer a way to fuse it.

Ling Xiao knew that the swallowing innocence in his body had been completely polished and consummated, and he could go through the black water robbery whenever he wanted.

The millions of illusions of ancient trees have been transformed into flying ash completely.

The tremendous tremor of the ancient magic tree seems to break this chaotic void.

In the end, a group of black light flew towards Ling Xiao and Lao Goat, exuding a strange tempting power, as if wanting to pull Ling Xiao and Lao Goat completely into the illusion.

"Give up! Give up! After giving up, you will receive the eternal life, and you will become the supreme world..."

"Sleep, let go of the control of Wu Zi Tian Shu, I will give you eternal life!"

"Stop this stupid action, whether it is the goddess of the Nine Heavens or the strength of the world, I will give you!"

"..."

A strange wave drifted towards the sea of ​​knowledge of Ling Xiao and Lao Goat. The power of the mysterious illusion contained a singular law fluctuation, as if even the title of Supreme can be completely pulled into the illusion. In the eternal sinking.

"court death!"

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, Wu Zi Tian Shu shook a little, and then a bright ray of light was scattered, which made Ling Xiao and the old goat completely wake up.

The black light group screamed to escape, but was instantly swallowed by Wu Zi Tian Shu, and transformed into an extremely pure Yuanshen energy, which was integrated into Ling Xiao's Yuanshen.

The black cluster of light is a collection of consciousness of the ancient magic tree. Although the ancient magic tree is terrifying, it can breed extraterrestrial demon, but it seems that it is limited by a certain law of heaven and earth. The ancient magic tree has no way to condense the true spiritual wisdom. .

Those consciousness aggregates, like instincts, can exert the power of illusion, which is also equivalent to the soul of the ancient magic magic tree.

Even the assembly of consciousness appeared, indicating that the ancient magic tree is really afraid!

Ling Xiao didn't have any kindness, and continued to urge Wu Zi Tian Shu to begin to devour the power of the magic tree.

And those consciousness aggregates were all swallowed by Ling Xiao, and turned into the purest power of Yuanshen, making Lingshui's Yuanshen stronger and stronger.

Devouring the ancient tree of illusion magic is absolutely supreme for Ling Xiao, otherwise, if you want to survive the robbery of the black water and the wind of the sky according to the current cultivation speed, I am afraid it will take several years of hard work.

After all, Ling Xiao's accumulation is too thick, and the power of the Blackwater Tribulation and the Heavenly Wind Tribulation must be terrifying.

And the breath of the old goat began to skyrocket.

The cultivation of the Supreme Realm can only be promoted to the first level for hundreds of years. The Ninth Heaven of the Supreme Realm can be said to be a step by step, and every rise is extremely difficult.

After the old goat got the inheritance of the demon holy, its strength has reached the highest level, and now after swallowing this ancient magic tree, its strength has begun to skyrocket!

Rumble!

The wave of attacking the demon holy palace outside is getting stronger and stronger, while Ling Xiao and the old goat are deaf, and they have been consuming the ancient tree of demon, and continue to practice.

I don't know when, when all the consciousness aggregates of the ancient demon ancient tree were swallowed by Ling Xiao, the fluctuation of attacking the demon holy palace outside stopped.

Ling Xiao and Lao Goat didn't pay any attention to it, and still fell into cultivation!

Outside the Holy Palace.

The three breathless figures stood in the sky above the demon holy palace, eyes full of confusion.

These three figures, one by one, the breath is unfathomable, and the whole body exudes the blood of the sky, and the emitted breath makes the void tremble.

They are the three major city lords of the demon tribe: Baize Demon Venerable, Shenhe Demon Venerable and Bahu Demon Venerable!

Wearing a white robe, Baize Yaozun is a middle-aged man with elegant face and extraordinary temperament.

The God Crane Demon Venerable is a ruthless young man in a black robe, while the Tyrant Tiger Demon Venerable is a big man with muscle knots and holding mace.

Swish swish!

Yue Chongshan and the strong men of the other two tribes descended on the city of the demon, and surrounded the three demon lords, blood-stained and murderous.

"The three of you, let's just take it. The supreme cities of the demon city have all been laid, and the three of you are left!"

Yue Chongshan looked at the three demon statues lightly and said.

In addition to Yue Chongshan, there is also a middle-aged woman wearing a palace dress that looks extraordinary and elegant, but is the patriarch of the Ling tribe, Lingzhi.

The other one is a grey robe with his hands folded, his head is kept, and there is a wave of Buddha nature all over his body. It is the patriarch of the Buddha's tribe, Maha!

The three major tribes are besieging the city of demon. Baize Demon Venerable, Shenhe Demon Venerable and Bahu Demon Venerable led more than a dozen supreme battles. Originally, both sides had damages, which can be said to be invincible.

But somehow, the three demon lords seemed to be crazy, rushed out of the encirclement, and returned to the demon city to siege the demon holy palace.

The supremacy of the remaining dozen or so demon cities, without three major titles, sat in the hands of Yue Chongshan, Lingzhi and Maha!

After deliberation, the three tribes decided to take advantage of today to overthrow the demon city.

When they descended into the city of demon, they also saw the three demon kings attacking the demon holy palace, but it didn't take long before they suddenly stopped moving, and there was a trace of confusion in their eyes.

"Baize, Shenhe, Bahu are you deaf? Betray the original oath, **** it! Today, take your life to commemorate the spirit of God of War!"

Lingzhi, the patriarch of the Lingzhi tribe, had unbelievable eyes and stared at the three demon lords with a cold voice.

"God of War?!"

These two words seem to have touched a nerve in the hearts of Bai Ze, Shen He and Ba Hu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The three of them came back to each other and looked at each other, their faces full of bitter smiles.

"Three patriarchs, I'm sorry! My demon city is indeed ashamed of God of War, ashamed of Lord Lord Saint. I didn't expect a dream for a million years. We were originally a loyal bodyguard who guarded the God of War, but we did not expect to become a demon. Fighter! It's so sad, sigh!"

Bai Ze's eyes were clear, and he glanced at Yue Chongshan, Lingzhi and Maha. His eyes were full of guilt and pain.

"One million years in a dream? What do you mean?" Yue Chongshan asked, staring at Bai Ze.

"Brother Yue, don't listen to them talking nonsense, so many of our three tribes died in their hands, they must die today!" Lingzhi said coldly.

"We are indeed damn, but we still ask the three patriarchs to wait a few days and wait for the young master to completely kill the magic tree, and I will certainly die with death!" Bai Ze said sincerely.

"Young Master? Ancient Demon Tree? What are you talking about?"

Maha also asked with a startled look.

(End of this chapter)