Two Worlds of Immortality, I took over the body of the ancient thunder god vine

In the next six months, Xu Changjun carefully polished his spiritual power.

Although this spiritual power that appeared out of thin air was powerful, only a part of it was enough to benefit him infinitely.

Not to mention the core of the three-eyed god clan, the original power of the thirty-six-sided prism crystal body, Xu Changjun has not been able to really use it.

This is a huge difference in level and a gap in origin, which cannot be made up in the short term.

Xu Changjun urgently needs more secret methods related to the soul to study and practice. Other people's stones can polish jade, and perhaps he can find the key to the door.

He suddenly remembered the "Soul Summoning Black Evil Six Dings and Six Jias Dispatching Method" he obtained from Brother He when he killed the monk of the Blood Sect in the ruins.

This method requires extremely strong spiritual power to control those powerful ghosts and gods.

Now that the conditions have been met, Xu Changjun can't wait to try it.

In the past few years of seclusion, his main practice of "Five Thunders Heavenly Heart Orthodoxy" has reached a bottleneck. If he wants to continue to improve, it is probably as difficult as ascending to heaven.

However, the development of spiritual power has given him a hint of another dimension. The way of the soul is different from the magic system. It is a more hidden origin core.

It is also very necessary to increase the strength in this aspect.

Moreover, from the information he has learned recently, everything is peaceful, and the Yuequan clan is also honest. It may be a while before the giant python is born.

Therefore, Xu Changjun asked the ancestor to leave the family for a while and go to other places to hone his strength.

Considering that Xu Changjun has reached the purple mansion combat power, he can also walk sideways around Yundong Lake. Being self-contained has never been the pursuit of immortal cultivators.

Therefore, Xu family ancestor Xu Weichao did not stop him, but only told him to go early and come back early, and not to delay family affairs. The deadline is half a year to a year.

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Compared to the last time he went out in a hurry, Xu Changjun was fully prepared for this time and seemed to be at ease. He sent someone to tell Uncle Fu and left directly.

And along the way, Xu Changjun also deliberately chose a different route from the last time.

He did not go to Canglan River, but went in the opposite direction, heading directly to another more difficult Nanshan Road.

Going deep into the dense forest, there were many winds and smoke all the way, and there were few people, even hunters were rare. Xu Changjun took out a pedal made of five-color copper.

This five-color copper pedal was cast in the same batch as the Golden Palace. It was specially made by Xu Changjun's refiner. It has no other function, but it contains a magnetic conversion array. It has been baptized by thunder together with the Thunder Fire Refining Palace. It seems unremarkable, but it contains a strong electric energy magnetic field.

Xu Changjun's magic power was running, releasing a trace of electric light, and the pedal on the ground slowly rose. Then Xu Changjun jumped up and nailed his feet firmly on the pedal.

Lightning flashed under his feet, and the pedals vibrated with a bang, as if some invisible force corresponding to the earth's magnetic field was twisted, and under Xu Changjun's control, it turned into a light and shadow, flying straight into the distance.

The speed was as fast as lightning, more like some kind of magnetic field explosion, pushing Xu Changjun's speed to a crazy increase.

This is Xu Changjun's practice of the Thunder and Fire Refining Palace, and it was cast according to the same principle, but this is a completely simplified version of the Thunder and Fire Refining Palace. Now the five-color copper palace weighs hundreds of thousands of pounds, and Xu Changjun can't control it at all.

Otherwise, if that thing can be suspended in the air, with its magnetic field power, Xu Changjun feels like an aircraft that can cross the void Gangsha, and with the nine-life thunder python pulling the golden palace, it is probably as majestic as it can be.

Although it is still immovable now, as long as his strength is strong enough, this will be realized sooner or later.

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Along the way, the areas that Xu Changjun passed through were almost all desolate places with few people, and few people appeared. The few mountain villages he encountered during the period were only small-scale settlements.

Xu Changjun was extremely fast. The magnetic field of the entire earth and planet was everywhere. It was one of the cores that laid the rules of the universe.

Xu Changjun controlled the magnetic field explosion and pushed his own magnetic force forward. It was comparable to lightning and lightning. He flew four or five hundred miles in one breath without any pause in the middle. Then he landed in a mountain stream, stopped and took a breath.

Due to the great increase in strength and the understanding of the operation of electromagnetic force, under the push of the magnetic field, Xu Changjun seemed to be rushing on the road, but he did not consume too much power. At least 70% of the mana in his body was preserved.

Just when Xu Changjun just stopped, suddenly, his brows frowned, he looked up suddenly, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. Obviously he found something? !

"No, this sneaky aura is so obvious."

After being fused with the crystal skull of the three-eyed gods, Xu Changjun's five senses were greatly improved, surpassing the scope of normal people. Any wind and grass around him, even a few kilometers away, could not hide from him.

Without stopping, Xu Changjun jumped up, and his figure kept jumping in the woods, heading in the direction of the abnormality. His speed suddenly increased by more than ten times, like a ghost in the mountains. In the blink of an eye, Xu Changjun saw a valley.

At this moment, the valley was filled with ghosts and the atmosphere was heavy. A soul-calling ceremony was being held.

The villages in the valley were already littered with corpses, and the blood flowed and dyed the earth red. The bodies of men, women, old and young, big and small, and even infants and women were piled on the altar, and several monks in black robes were holding a ceremony.

As the ceremony progressed, one could feel an icy chill quietly surging in the valley, and the originally clearly visible valley was gradually covered with a layer of light white mist.

In the white mist, looming shadows slowly floated. As the ceremony progressed, the high-pitched voices of the black-robed monks gradually echoed throughout the valley. Just in the white mist, those ghost-like shadows It slowly solidified, revealing a sluggish appearance.

In an instant, ghosts visible to the naked eye appeared in the void. They seemed to still retain a trace of their original character. They stared blankly around them. When they noticed the corpses on the altar, they immediately let out painful wails.

Immediately, in a very short period of time, their bodies began to turn black, turning directly into pitch black color and turning into extremely ferocious ghosts.

These blackened and ferocious ghosts seemed to have extreme disgust and hatred for life. They roared one by one and rushed towards the black-robed monks in the field.

At this moment, the black-robed monk in the center of the formation had a gourd in his hand. He opened the mouth of the gourd, pointed at the remnant souls, ghosts and resentful spirits, pinched his fingers and muttered a sentence.

'receive'!

Suddenly, a strong suction force surged from the inside of the gourd, and in an instant, the remaining souls in the valley were swept away.

After a while, the white mist dissipated and the valley returned to calm. However, the piles of corpses remaining on the ground gave people an extremely strange and terrifying feeling.

But I saw several black-robed monks gathered together, talking in low voices.

"Mortals in the realm of immortality are nourished by spiritual energy, and their living souls are more than two or three times more powerful than our souls in the lower realm. Just collecting the remaining souls of this small village is comparable to the harvest of a small war in the lower realm."

"This is just the soul-generating power of ordinary people. If we can capture the soul source of a few qi-training monks, I'm afraid we can fill this soul-swallowing gourd, and we have completed our mission."

"The gains from smuggling into the upper world this time are too great. As long as we maintain this passage, it will be crucial to our future development!"

"With the aura of the above world, we can wash away the aura of the mortal world without any scruples, and our strength will also improve by leaps and bounds. It will not be impossible to gain a foothold in this world of immortality by then."

A burst of discussion from the men in black robes reached Xu Changyun's ears, and he unexpectedly discovered that this group of people seemed to be hiding some secret.

"The lower realm? Soul-eating gourd..."