The Ancestor of Body Repair

In the Secret Realm of Falling Star, Xingfeng sat cross-legged on the top of a peak, and beside him was a Xingyuan beast that looked sturdy. "

"Sure enough, just like the last awakening, the fluctuation of the space crack has a certain impact on the hidden danger of blood." An old sigh came from the abdomen of the Xingyuan beast.

Xiaofeng blinked his eyes and scratched his stomach with his hind hoof. It seemed to be familiar with the sound in his body, and with the appearance of this sound, he felt sleepy for no reason, and he couldn't help opening his mouth and yawning.

"Help? By the way, the blood was still swallowing blood just now, and it seems to have stopped now?" Xingfeng said with a strange expression.

The old voice continued: "If you stay near the space crack for a long time, the hidden dangers of blood will appear a little more frequently. After you stay away from the space crack, the hidden danger of blood will stop in a short time."

Xingfeng's eyes lit up and said: "This is true, if the junior is not practicing on the floating island, can you avoid this hidden danger of blood melting?"

The old voice said slowly: "The hidden danger will not disappear completely, it is just that the spatial fluctuations will stimulate it and speed up the frequency. If you leave the space crack, the hidden danger will disappear for a period of time, but after a long time, it will recover again. "

"According to the experience of this old man, if we practice for a hundred years near the space crack, then there should be no blood ablation phenomenon for a hundred years after we leave."

Xingfeng was a little excited: "After practicing for another hundred years, the physical body will be able to reach the peak of God Transformation. If there are no hidden dangers, the junior can go to explore the bloody wasteland."

"Otherwise, the Star Department's current resources are really lacking, and the cultivation speed of the soul body is far behind that of the physical body, so we have to find some opportunities."

"You kid is also clever, you know that you can't just blindly cultivate."

Xingfeng suddenly thought of something, and asked with anticipation: "Senior, you should have some understanding of the bloody wasteland, can you give some pointers to the younger generation."

The old voice was silent and said: "The bloody wasteland is naturally going. Your thunder calamity, the old man also has some secret techniques to help, but for you, the most important thing is the wasteland."

"Desert World..."

Xingfeng was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted:

"Yes, even though Elder Xingwu has fallen, our star group has not disappeared. As long as my cultivation base reaches the peak of God Transformation, according to the rules of this clan, I am eligible to enter the wasteland!"

"I heard that Elder Xingwu said that the ancient vitality of the barren world is of great help in breaking through the bottleneck of virtual refining. Senior, is this true?"

The old voice lazily said: "That's natural, the ancient vitality is not only helpful to you, but also has great benefits to the realm of virtual refining. Many guys in this family who are at the peak of the early stage of virtual refining are all in the wilderness. Breakthrough to the mid-term."

"The realm of refinement..."

Xingfeng murmured, and in that one eye, there was a flash of longing.

At this time, the old voice came again: "The preparation for the deserted world is the last, and the most important thing at present is the cultivation of the soul."

"When the physical cultivation is complete, the old man can use some means to enhance his combat power. Then find a few of your friends from other tribes and go to the bloody wasteland."

"The old man still remembers a few hidden places, but after so many years, I can't guarantee it if it's still here."

"Senior knows the secret resources of the bloody wasteland?" Xingfeng's expression lifted when he heard this sentence.

"Hmph, then you have to cultivate enough, hurry up to cultivate, the progress of soul cultivation is too slow."

"Yes, senior!"

Xingfeng then closed his eyes, and the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth surged. Although Xiaofeng was sleeping soundly, the vitality of heaven and earth gathered outside his body was much more than that of Xingfeng's soul body.

If there are other Star Soul Clan cultivators again, they will definitely be surprised. Usually, the soul body absorbs more vitality than the original body. Xingfeng is actually the opposite...

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In the center of Jiuling Palace, above Lu Kun's hall, there is a circular room with a diameter of more than 20 feet.

The top ten feet high is a circular dome, inscribed with mysterious runes, and a trace of blue aura shines on it, especially in the center of the top, the complex inscriptions are intertwined into a giant magic circle.

This magic circle is surging with strong spatial fluctuations, and from time to time there are traces of lightning-like blue energy, lasing out of it.

However, when this group of energy poured out, it was squeezed back by an invisible force.

As time passed, these blue auras and blue lightning jumps became more and more obvious, but there was always an invisible force around them, wrapping these light auras into the shape of a circular cylinder.

Just below this blue beam of light is a dark gray platform, the surface of which seems to be engraved with special runes by some kind of sharp weapon. Around the square platform, there are four columns with the thickness of grinding discs standing, which are always connected to the top.

On the side of the rock at the bottom of the platform, three characters of "Feiling Terrace" are depicted.

On the ground not far away, there were several figures standing. It was Lu Kun and the others. They all stared intently at the blue beam of light wrapped in invisible power in the middle of Feiling Platform.

The leader, Lu Kun, seemed to be calm, but his hands clenched his fists at some point, and the terrifying aura in his body was looming.

"coming!"

At this moment, Lu Kun seemed to sense something and whispered.

When the others heard the words, they all stared wide-eyed, only to see that the magic circle on the dome suddenly brightened, those blue auras and lightning suddenly became thicker, and the entire beam of light was filled with blue light.

At the same time, on the four pillars around the Feiling Platform, countless milky white light spots lit up, and the rich heaven and earth vitality surged out and poured into the bottom platform.

The strong power of space suddenly filled the entire space, and then the light flashed, and several figures appeared out of thin air in the blue beam of light.

"Om..."

With a roar, the invisible force field around Feiling Platform suddenly disappeared, and a circle of blue aura containing the power of space surged away in all directions.

Everyone stared and looked carefully, only to see the figures of two men and one woman in the Feiling Taizhong in front of everyone.

It was Zhao Qiming, Duan Yiyun and Gao Yong, the three visceral body cultivators from the Body Refinement Pavilion.

The three of them are closing their eyes, their force fields are merging with each other, interweaving with the surrounding blue, each holding a jade talisman with cracks in their hands.

"Success!"

"Sure enough!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Kun and others breathed a sigh of relief. Although they repeatedly tested and deduced the lower realm for hundreds of years, there is still a lot of risk in the actual implementation.

After all, this is not a normal teleportation, but from the place near the exit of the Niling Passage, it is directly teleported to the ground eight thousand miles deep, not only to overcome the powerful force of space, but also to avoid the interference of the power of the ground.

Soon, the force field outside Zhao Qiming's body slowly converged. They opened their eyes and saw Lu Kun not far away.

"The disciple lives up to his mission and ascends smoothly!"

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In the depths of the demon world, the dark clouds in the sky of Mirage Dream City were rolling, and the purple thunderbolts inside suddenly became much denser, and a huge phantom made of lightning was faintly manifested inside.

In the center of the fog, the four Demon Sovereigns were controlling the Mirage Dream Plate in their center. The oval-shaped Demon Plate burst out with faint purple rays of light, completely wrapping up a huge crack in the space dozens of meters away.

In addition to these four demon emperors, there were two figures standing in the void not far away. One was Luo Yue, the early peak demon emperor. His dark pupils looked at the space crack not far away with expectant eyes.

In front of Luo Yue was an extremely strong bald-headed demon. This demon man was about the same height as Luo Yue, but he was much more burly.

This demon is different from the four demon emperors not far away. It is not wearing any bone spur armor, but an ordinary short fur coat. The exposed skin has no scales, and it is full of tamped muscles.

There are traces of purple-black lightning flashes on the surface of these skins from time to time. If you stare at these lightnings, you will find that in the flickering flow, they vaguely outline a mysterious magic pattern, and these magic patterns follow the flow of the lightning. From time to time, it appears mysterious and unusual.

Although Luo Yue's eyes were looking at the space crack in the distance, she would sneak a peek at this burly and sturdy demon man, and her eyes flashed with enthusiasm and admiration from time to time.

"Om..."

Suddenly, the space crack not far away trembled, the faint blue light inside violently rolled, and two figures gradually emerged.

One of the demons has a sturdy body with extremely weird hair that looks like a triangle. The scales on its body are black, but on the right side of its mouth, there is a pure purple scale that looks like a unique mole.

The other demon has short black hair and a triangular pattern engraved on his chin, which looks like a special beard, but his body has purple-black scales and a slightly weaker breath.

Outside of the two demon races, an invisible force field was surging, resisting the power of the surrounding space emitting a rich blue light.

"Sure enough, this kid Luo Sheng!"

"This little guy's magic energy is quite strong, it seems that he has entered the Devil Emperor for a while."

"Who is the other one, why haven't I seen it?"

"The aura of the soul is unfamiliar, and it is actually the cultivation base of the Devil Emperor. No, it has the aura of the Luo family's blood."

"strangeness……"

When the four Demon Sovereigns saw the first Demon Race man, they all showed their expected expressions, and when they saw the second one, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Several adults don't need to worry, this son is the new bloodline of our Luo family at this interface. He broke through to the Devil Emperor two hundred years ago, and this time he has ascended with his disciples."

Luo Sheng came to several Demon Sovereigns and said respectfully.

"The blood of the Luo family?"

"Newborn on this interface?"

"Could it be the descendants of Luo Yue's group of low-level clansmen?"

"I almost forgot, ten years is a thousand years in the small interface, and there are not a few new Saint Clan disciples."

Several Demon Sovereigns reacted quickly, but they still carefully scanned the demon disciple with the triangular beard with their divine senses. They soon discovered that his demon aura was very pure, and his body also exuded the unique blood aura of the Luo family. .

"Junior... generation... Luo Qianfeng, see... met a few adults." The voice of this demon disciple was full of excitement and nervousness, and he even stuttered.

At this moment, the incomparably burly man with a bald head flashed and came to him. He stretched out his left palm and pressed it on the shoulder of the demon disciple.

"Ah, my lord, you..."

The bald-headed man appeared in the hands of purple lightning, and it did not enter the body of the demon disciple named Luo Qianfeng, as if he was sensing something.

Luo Yue watched this scene from behind, and her eyes flashed with surprise. She didn't seem to have thought that in this interface, there was actually a new Luo family bloodline entering the realm of the Devil Emperor.

After a while, the bald man stretched out his right hand again, with a deep purple-black light inside, hitting Luo Qianfeng's chest directly.

At this time, a complex beehive rune seemed to appear in the void, turning into mysterious waves and entering the opponent's chest.

A deep voice came from the bald man's mouth: "It is indeed my Luo family's blood, but the soul of the new disciple on this interface did not bless the blood soul rib, and I just cast a spell to bless it."

Hearing the bald-headed man say that, the other four Demon Sovereigns showed a smile.

With the extension of time, this small interface is not only the place where the disciples of the saints come to practice, but also the disciples of the saints can be continuously reproduced. In these new bloodlines, new devil emperors are born.

If a Demon Emperor is born every five years, plus the Demon Race elite disciples they send, I am afraid that after a thousand years, the backbone of the Holy Realm will increase by 30% to 40%.

After thousands of years, or even 10,000 years, to what extent will the strength of the demon world grow?

Luo Yue stood not far away, her expression was also very excited, and she seemed to be excited about the future of the holy world, but in the depths of her soul, a voice whispered coldly in her heart:

"The show...finally begins..."