My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 154
Misty Peak, Misty Tower.

Han Shouxin set up a formation that forbids inside and outside, and he had a thought.

"Shhhh~"

Eight three-legged Golden Crow corpses the size of a millstone with faint golden feathers hung in a row in front of them.

"Huh~"

Even though the large quiet room was separated by formations, when the corpses of the eight little golden crows appeared, the extreme high temperature still distorted the air, emitting an astonishing heat wave.

If it weren't for the formation, this stone pavilion would have been burned to nothingness on the spot.

The eight golden crow princes were born after Emperor Jun split part of his own sun source and devoured half of Xihe's sun source. They were born gods with excellent roots.

Just looking at Lu Ya's cultivation level during the Conferred God era, one can tell that if the eight brothers don't die, they won't be able to escape the Great Luojin Fairyland in the Conferred God era.

When the prehistoric era went through the catastrophe of the lich, it came to the era of conferred gods.

How many Daluo Jinxians appeared in the prehistoric world?Even when the three sects of Ren, Chan, and Jue were handed down to Fengshen, few of them broke through to Da Luo Jinxian.

It can be seen from this that it is amazing how basic aptitude can support to break through Da Luo.

In front of him, there are eight Golden Crow corpses who have the potential to prove Da Luo!
Potential comes from the roots of the physical body. Although savvy is also a part of potential, no matter how high savvy is, lack of aptitude will become a shackle that cannot be broken through.

Therefore, each feather of the eight golden crow prince corpses can be regarded as an extremely high material, not to mention the origin of the sun in the corpse.

"Woooooooo~"

Han Shou clasped his hands empty, and the celestial essence surged into a half-hidden and half-revealed Yin-Yang diagram. The Yin-Yang diagram rolled up the corpses of eight little Golden Crows, and a strong Yin-Yang power burst out suddenly.

The law of yin and yang, from the egg of the phoenix, Han Shou has already glimpsed the door, and under the blessing of the primordial purple energy to his understanding, he has comprehended a little bit of fur.

Just this little superficiality is enough for him to use the method of smelting yin and yang superficially.

The Golden Crow is an innate deity born in the sun star, who is born to control the real fire of the sun. Trying to melt their bodies with flames such as the real fire of Samadhi is tantamount to nonsense.

Only the power of yin and yang and the law of corrosion of the sea of ​​blood can smelt his body.

"Whoosh..."

"Whoa~"

The power of yin and yang washed the golden feathers and bodies of the eight little Golden Crows. For a moment, the quiet room was filled with golden light. The terrifying heat burned and distorted the air, and even the space of the Great Flame World seemed to be broken.

The real fire of the sun, which originated from the prehistoric times, is by no means bound by a mortal world that can only accommodate the power of a celestial being.

time flies.

One quarter of an hour
half an hour
an hour

Han Shou gradually frowned.

The corpses of the eight little Golden Crows in the Yin-Yang scroll are still shining golden, each feather has a golden halo flowing, and there is no sign of being melted by the power of Yin-Yang.

In the quiet room, the temperature has reached an appalling level.

The space in the quiet room partitioned by the array is full of cracks, like broken glass, which is frightening to see.

But even so, the bodies of the eight little golden crows still showed no signs of decomposition or melting.

"Whoo~"

Han Shou flicked his sleeve, and the yin-yang diagram disappeared.

The corpses of the eight little golden crows seemed to have not changed at all, they were still floating in front of him shining brightly.

After a little thought, he pointed between his eyebrows.

"Om~"

A little gleam of light flew out from the Purple Mansion between the eyebrows, and it swelled in the wind, turning into a brewing gourd.

"Shhhh~"

The brewing gourd spewed out eight drops of demon essence glowing with black light one after another.

A flick of the finger.

A drop of demon marrow fell on the corpse of a little Golden Crow.

"Boom~"

The golden light on Jinwu's corpse exploded, spontaneously ignited, and the scorching sun and real fire engulfed the corpse.

"Puff puff……"

"what……"

"Forgive me!"

The real fire of the sun clashed fiercely with the marrow of the demon, and the shrill and sharp female voice screamed, and then fell silent.

A strange light flashed in Han Shou's eyes.

This screaming female voice is indeed the voice of the Heavenly Demon!

In a drop of demonic marrow, there is actually a heavenly demon hidden. If it weren't for the burning of the real fire of the sun, even he would have been concealed from it.

Before, he only noticed the magic of the heavenly demon after sweeping away his divine sense.

The so-called Heavenly Demon Dao Rhyme does not necessarily mean that there must be a Heavenly Demon. For example, monks who have been possessed by a Heavenly Demon, and materials that have been possessed by a Heavenly Demon will all have the Heavenly Demon Dao Rhyme remaining.

This kind of dao rhyme can be understood as traces of use.

"Huh... Zila~"

The corrosive power of the blood sea was quickly consumed by the real fire of the sun.

The pitch-black demon's marrow gradually turned into red and white water droplets as various impurities were burned and purified.

Red is the purifying power of the twelve-grade fire red lotus.

White is the essence of the great witch condensed into liquid.

Before Pangu opened the sky, there were three treasures of chaos in the chaos, namely: Pangu Axe, Fortune Jade Butterfly, and 36th-grade Chaos Green Lotus.

The twelve-grade karma fire red lotus is transformed from one of the lotus seeds of the chaotic green lotus. It is a natural innate spiritual treasure that has the effect of purifying all karma and pollution.

In the reddish white spirit of the great witch, the red purification power gradually dissipated.

In the end, only the milk-like essence of witches remained.

"Puff puff~"

The great witch's essence radiated an extremely sharp invisible edge, and the surrounding space was riddled with holes.

Han Shou stretched out his hand to hold the drop-shaped liquid great witch essence, and pressed it against Jinwu's corpse from a distance.

"Boom boom boom~"

The sharp and scorching feathers around Jin Wu's body were like random arrows, flying in all directions. If he hadn't set up an isolation formation in advance, the golden feathers that shot like random arrows would have smashed Misty Peak to pieces.

"scoff~"

The golden feather collapsed and flew, revealing the reddish golden black skin and flesh. At the chest pierced by Dayi's long arrow, a thumb-sized, cracked warm light ball hung in front of Han Shou.

The whole body of the photosphere is crimson, like a miniature sun that restrains the scorching heat.

The corners of Han Shou's mouth turned up, his eyes filled with joy.

This miniature sun is the same except that it is red in color, and ordinary people will be blinded if they look at it, but it... is exactly the source of a handful of suns in the little Golden Crow!

Han Shou sacrificed the brewing spirit gourd, and carefully put the cracked miniature origin into the gourd.

"Huh" let out a breath of foul air.

His eyes fell on the hundreds of golden feathers hanging in the air, and the corpse of the Golden Crow like a plucked chicken. With a flick of his sleeve, all of them were put into the space ring.

The cracked space in the quiet room quickly calmed down, and the scorching high temperature also quickly receded.

"call……"

Han Shou moved slightly, the clothes on his body seemed to be weathered and turned into a pile of ashes.

It should be known that although the clothes on his body are not acquired spiritual treasures, they are also top-grade magic weapons.

But it turned into dust without a sound. This is the result of the hidden truth of the human book that has been suspended above his head to isolate the prying eyes of the heavens.

If there is no human book's defense, the little Golden Crow would have roasted him to death long ago!
After Han Shou meditated for a few hours, half of the consumed immortal energy in his body recovered, and he opened his eyes and thought a lot:

"The marrow of the demon... the heavenly demon is hidden inside!"

"After a drop of demon marrow caused the phantom of the hourglass on my left arm to change, I... saw the towering giant, and the voice I heard... Could it be the demons in the sky?"

The Heavenly Demon is a strange creature born in the Heavenly Demon Realm after the demon ancestor Luohu fell into the Demonic Way.

The heavenly demon is invisible and colorless, and it becomes stronger by defiled monks' minds to become obsessed.

In addition to the mysterious and unpredictable Heavenly Demon Realm, in the prehistoric sea of ​​blood, it is also the hardest hit area where the Heavenly Demons ravage.

Before, it was not safe in Xizhou. Although Han Shou really wanted to know who the towering giant he saw in the blur was and why he saw it, he didn't use more demon essence and continued to enter that mysterious and mysterious trance Continue to explore.

Han Shou took out a small cup of congenital spirit liquid from the Eight Treasures Merit Pool from the brewing spirit gourd.

Run the "Misty Qi Training Jue" to refine the innate spiritual liquid, and replenish the immortal essence to its peak state.

"Shu~"

Releases another drop of Demon Essence.

Ready to enter that mysterious and mysterious state again, wanting to see who that vague and majestic giant... is.

As for the Heavenly Demon in the Demon Essence, with the golden wheel of merit, how could the little Heavenly Demon make him go mad?

"Boom~"

The demon marrow touched the fingertips, and the phantom of the hourglass on the left arm was as golden as before.

Han Shou's consciousness suddenly fell into a vast expanse of whiteness, and once again entered that mysterious and mysterious state.

(End of this chapter)