The Ancestor of Body Repair

In the depths of the ancient battlefield, on a slope outside the valley of silver mist, seven demons stood beside several space cracks, surrounded by strong space power and demonic energy.

"You mean, Xue Mei was swallowed by the space crack?"

The person who spoke was a slightly short-statured demon man. The bones and joints of his body had pale black bone spurs. His whole body exuded the fluctuations of the Nascent Soul level. His breath was a little unstable, and he seemed to have just broken through.

"Lord Ye Ning, three months ago, my subordinates and Xue Mei were using secret techniques to try to control an eighth-level one-horned demon cow."

"Unexpectedly, under the agitation of magic power, the nearby space crack suddenly changed, and a strong space power poured out, involving her. If it wasn't for the distance between the subordinates, I'm afraid..."

The scales between Ye Ning's eyebrows wrinkled, and he couldn't help but think of the scene where Hei Feng was swept away by the power of space when he was breaking through the demon general, exactly three months ago.

"It seems that the hidden restrictions arranged by the One Yuan Sect have stimulated the turbulent flow in the space. Damn, if the black wind is still there, we will have two demon generals, and we will have a better grasp."

The six surrounding demons listened to Ye Ning's complaints and did not dare to make a sound. The internal levels of the demons were strict. Although the seventh-level demon soldier and the eighth-level demon general were only one level apart, their status was sky-high. Differently.

Ye Ning was silent for a while, and then said solemnly: "There are still half a month, and the immortal cultivators outside will come in. Let's hurry up and arrange the formation."

"You release all the beasts you captured to have a look."

"Yes."

Several demon bracelets flickered, and eight or nine monsters with strange physiques appeared on the ground, including a black armored demon cow with one horn, a tiger-shaped demon beast with bone spurs all over its body, and a demon bird with two heads.

These magical beasts all exude the breath of level 8 or above. The devil tiger with bone spurs even fluctuates to level 9, which is equivalent to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. I don’t know how it was captured by the demons who only had a pill formation. .

Seeing this, Ye Ning's tense expression relaxed a lot.

"Very good, the number of demon beasts exceeds expectations, and the sacrifice of the weakest five heads is enough to communicate with the holy world."

"As ordered!"

Afterwards, a few of them took out pieces of materials that exuded a strong magical atmosphere, plus their own blood, and arranged them on the ground.

Gradually, a strange formation landed on this slope. There were five potholes around it, and there were comatose eighth-level magical beasts. A purple-black blood trough was connected to the formation in the middle.

The magic pattern in the magic circle is extremely strange, not like the rune of the cultivator, it seems to be some kind of special totem, and it seems to be a kind of hieroglyph, with crooked blood grooves interspersed in the middle.

Ye Ning, the demon general, took a deep breath when he saw that the magic circle was completed, and with a frenzy in his eyes, he walked to the center of the magic circle and sat down.

"The sacrificial circle begins!"

Several demon soldiers stood around, and when they heard this sentence, all the magic power in their bodies surged, and the magic light surged in their hands, making rune marks on the beasts.

And deep within the bodies of these beasts, a sense of brutality poured out, echoing with the magic light rune, generating a special energy, and then the five huge beasts gradually softened and turned purple-black. of blood.

They flowed to the circle in the middle, filling the blood tank in the circle.

At this time, Ye Ning raised his hands, the bone spurs flashing black awns, inserted into the center of the magic circle below him, and injected a special energy different from magic into it.

The totem runes in the formation all lit up, and strange fluctuations spread out.

In the surrounding space cracks, a large amount of blue space power poured out. They were mixed with pure magic energy, shrouding the entire magic circle in a dark purple mist.

The next moment, a terrifying and brutal aura filled with majesty like a king. The surrounding demon soldiers felt this aura, and they all thudded on the ground with a thud, and their bodies trembled unconsciously.

Gradually, the faint purple mist slowly dissipated, and the twisted air calmed down, revealing the figure inside.

At this time, Ye Ning had some changes. His short body became much taller, and the bone spurs seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, becoming thicker and longer, and his pupils turned dark purple.

Although the magic power is still at the level of the Nascent Soul's early stage, the body is tumbling with a brutal aura, and black halos gather around him, and the amazing pressure spreads in all directions.

"Welcome to the arrival of the Demon King!"

"Welcome to the arrival of the Demon King!"

The surrounding demon soldiers felt this breath, their bodies crawling on the ground trembled involuntarily, and each one made a respectful voice, with a tone of awe and excitement.

"Ye Ning" looked around and snorted: "What a bunch of waste, hundreds of demon soldiers, only one guy broke through to the demon general, it's a waste of resources."

The six demon soldiers below didn't dare to hear the words, and their bodies trembled more and more violently.

"There is still half a month, and the time is barely enough. You can arrange a nightmare formation with this king."

"Yes, my lord!"

...

In the northeastern region of the Shattered Nation, in the Arctic Mountains.

Fairy Beihan stood quietly at the mouth of an ice cave, with a cheetah covered in blue and black scales lying under her feet.

Liu Jinyuan squatted beside him, carefully examining the cheetah, while the twin sisters were in the ice cave, collecting the materials inside.

The space cracks in the Arctic Mountains are very special. The bottom of the mountain is overflowing with pure magic energy, and the top of the mountain is rich in spiritual energy. Coupled with the extremely cold temperature, there are many ice-attribute materials.

Six hundred years ago, Fairy Beihan entered the inner space. Although the master of the formation was outside the mountain, he had been studying the method of breaking the formation. It was equivalent to the resources of the Arctic Mountains, which had been stored for one thousand and one hundred years.

In addition to some special herbal materials, many monsters have also cultivated to a very high level.

"Master, this should be the ninth-level snow crystal leopard, but more than that, the demon core in the body has mutated, and its mind is also a little confused."

Fairy Beihan said indifferently, "I've been soaked by demonic energy, I haven't changed shape at level 9, and even my bloodline memory has been lost, so I can't count as a creature in the Immortal Cultivation World."

Hearing this, Liu Jinyuan sighed: "Since the battle of the ancient demons, the strength of the world of immortals has been declining. According to the records of this sect, there have been no cultivators entering the upper world for 70,000 years..."

After three months, Fairy Beihan's injuries have improved a lot, and she can move around, but her meridians have not fully recovered.

She took a few steps forward, looked at the faint purple magic mist under the cliff, and said slowly: "The spiritual realm of immortal cultivators is too dependent on vitality, and the mixed spiritual vitality cannot advance to spiritual transformation."

Having said this, she narrowed her eyes and said, "This makes Lu Kun even more terrifying. Not only does he possess the power of the orthodox spirit, but he can even arouse the spirit of the devil. of."

Liu Jinyuan put away the corpse of the magic leopard on the ground, carefully glanced at Fairy Beihan and said, "Master, are you still thinking about the exercises of the Refinement Pavilion?"

Fairy Beihan shook her head and said, "Ben Gong is not Lu Kun's opponent. It's useless to think about it, but according to the style of the Da Zhou school, I'm definitely not willing to give up this practice."

"The Body Refinement Pavilion was born a hundred years ago. Those old monsters didn't do anything because of the threat of the ancient battlefield demon king, but if the Broken Kingdom is over, it won't be so."

Liu Jinyuan asked curiously: "What does the master mean, Da Zhou's transformational spirits will meet the hands of Your Excellency Refinement? But their cultivation base is not stronger than the master, how can they be the opponents of Pavilion Master Lu."

Fairy Beihan snorted coldly: "The power of the primordial spirit of the orthodox gods is indeed powerful, but the three pseudo-gods working together are enough to fight against it. According to your information, Da Zhou now has at least five pseudo-gods. ."

"Unless the Body Refinement Pavilion has a second God Transformation, it will be the same as the Spirit King Buddha back then, and I have to... Hey, what's wrong?"

At this moment, the Arctic Mountain under everyone's feet suddenly vibrated violently, a large number of snow blocks cracked, and the entire mountain range was echoed with rumbling sounds.

"Earthquake? No, the vitality of the surrounding world!"

Fairy Beihan raised her head abruptly, and the spiritual energy in the sky was like a huge wave of the sea, rolling up and down, and countless white halo balls surged out of it. Long's loud noise, as if the sky is falling apart.

Liu Jinyuan and the twin sisters got together for the first time. They took out the magic weapon, but because the mana was suppressed by the vitality, the shields outside the three people flickered, and they couldn't help looking at their ancestors.

Fairy Beihan stared blankly at the surrounding vitality halo balls, and found that they were like snowflakes, smashing on the rocks in the Arctic, and wanted to blend in.

"There seems to be a terrifying force that erupted inside the Arctic Mountain, and even passed through the ban, arousing the vitality of the world outside the mountain."

"Is it possible that Lu Kun is cracking the ban on the cave there, the power of the primordial spirit of the orthodox god, is it so terrible?"

"wrong!"

Fairy Beihan's face turned pale, and she suddenly felt the primordial spirit in her body tremble.

Liu Jinyuan and the three of them were at close range, and they were directly knocked into the ice cave by this burst of real energy fluctuations, and the mana shield from the body collapsed directly.

"Master! Stop it, Master!"

Liu Jinyuan kept shouting with magic power, and then found that Fairy Beihan looked a little wrong. As soon as he gritted his teeth, an ice-blue crystal ball appeared in his hand, and a blue halo instantly wrapped the three of them, turning into a hard Extremely cold.

But even so, under the pressure of the violent True Qi and the surrounding Yuan Qi, cracks soon appeared on the ice.

Fairy Beihan didn't seem to hear the disciple's cry. She tried her best to suppress the uncontrollable primordial spirit in her body, her face was pale, and her eyes were full of incredible colors.

"What's the matter? Isn't the heaven and earth within the Arctic Mountain refined by the Yuanshen of Ben Gong? Why is there a tendency to disintegrate!"

"Can the vitality integrated into the will be separated again?"

"That Lu Kun, what the hell is he doing!"