Into the Immortal Cultivation

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After struggling to smash another piece of his scale into the back of a supernatural monster beast, Xiaolong sagged his head slightly.

Most of its beautiful pink-purple scales have been damaged. Dragon Scale is an excellent material. On this planet, it is difficult to find even better materials than Dragon Scale. However, after all, she is only a young dragon, and the scales have not been refined for thousands of years.

During the confrontation with tens of thousands of monsters, her scales were smashed, and some were even smashed by the attack. Only a small part can be kept intact after she is detached from her body, and can be used to carry that kind of mantra.

"Fortunately ... these mindless guys haven't yet given birth to a sense of justice, and most of them come for profit ..." Xiaolong stopped his shaking feeling. She knew that the moment when she showed her fatigue, it was when tens of thousands of monsters shot together.

But there are things that really can't help her. When she went to war, she had already managed to make the two wounds in the true sun, the "Dragon Swallow Day", burning life and burning herself. The soaring essences form the "Heaven and Earth Xuanjing" in the deep space, and lead to the huge aura, and the dragon's power in the body is constantly borrowing strength from the vacuumless sea to generate the essence to nourish itself. Her body is like a fragile balance that is constantly wandering through destruction and recovery.

That's how she can barely repel the two demon gods

"Really ... very ..."

She thought, feeling that her consciousness was a little blurred.

The prestige of the dragon is crumbling.

Now, she couldn't say what she was expecting. Perhaps it is possible for someone to fall from the sky and let her complete the mission of the Holy Emperor?

This illusory thought of fluke became her last reason to fight.

The metamorphic dragon clan is similar to the combined demon clan, the other clan demon god, or the primal **** of the present dharma. It is already her limit to be able to stalemate with these tens of thousands of monsters for a while. Thanks to hundreds of millions of years of evolution, the dragon's roaming posture has been deeply carved into the depths of all the sea monster blood. Even if it is a demon god, it must be weakened by three points in the face of the dragon.

As for escape ... hehe. She would have been able to fight a dragon-like demon **** head-on, and she lost most. If this were not the case, she did not have to run away from the fit monk. It was already a miracle that she was able to seriously injure two dragon-like demon gods in one fell swoop. This is due to the greed of the celestial beings and the carelessness of Chili.

"Can still hold a few more waves ... a few waves ..."

The dragon wagged its tail and sank the refining corpse into the frozen sea level. There, she left her last hand.

Either escaped for natural use, or burned with jade.

Qiu Cyclamen vomited a bit of blood with glacial smog. He looked at the pink-purple, nebula-like essence with anger and said angrily: "Hate ... hate ... hate! The holy clan inheritance is so terrible!"

"Three or five saints can sweep across the sea. Even if they are minors, they have to do their best to kill them ..." Yin Cuiyi already had the idea of ​​retreating. Ying Longben is the closest to the true dragon among the true dragon suborders. He had the honour of inheriting the ancient demon in his early years. After some time, he broke through to Mahayana. No one in the world except the true dragon above the demon **** can be. Can hold him up-at least he thought so. In order to please King David and a real dragon desperately, it is really not worth it.

Chi Chi sucked his mouth, but he said something: "That little saint, there is not much power anymore? The last move is really true, but the power is already a bit vain."

Jiao Longyao God Jiao Shili frowned: "You shouldn't care. That's a saint."

"The saints are also made of flesh and blood and will die." Chili said: "Send some more guys to try."

"Just send the charge camp!" Qiu Cyclamen said, gritting his teeth. These pawns are not strictly his private property in the strict sense. The status of the generals and the establishment of a battalion are his things. He didn't feel distressed when all the soldiers died.

Chili nodded. So Qiu cyclamen spared no effort and shouted, "Charge camp! Advance!"

"Four guards, five guards to eight guards, do the first wave! Nine guards to thirteen guards, do the second wave! Fourteen guards to seventeen guards, do the third, and so on!"

"We are the fourth wave." Wang Qi whispered: "Be careful ..."

"No, no, no ..." Zhen Jiezi said: "Maybe not. The little dragon has reached the end of the lamp and she can't hold it for so long."

There are no Mahayana dragons here. As a former Mahayana monk, he is free to use spiritual consciousness. Although he was just a remnant, the quality of his spiritual knowledge was higher than that of all the big monsters present, and he was able to hide them and investigate the condition of the little dragon.

"Now it seems that the dragon's tremendous learning is real sun and deep space. There is no obscure magic path and divine disaster path." Wang Qi whispered: "It depends on the end ... If that dragon has any tendency to explode, Just stop waiting, directly attack the demon god, and tell the little dragon our intentions with spiritual knowledge-this is what you can do, old man. "

"Understand, understand." Zhen Jiezi mumbled: "I hope this time the old man can earn enough money to recover his body ..."

"I have to remind you that strictly speaking, the" Grandpa Ring "is a private property of the holder of the law, and all your credit is mine ..." Wang Qi's habit is the cheapest. , And then said: "If the work is enough this time, I will order one for you ..."

"Ok……"

"As long as I can't be chased, I can throw the ring out and explode."

"Your kid can't pick something nice to say!"

Wang Qi gave a glance. Mi nodded, indicating that he was ready. There are no tricks, no mantras, no mantras for the practice of the Poseidon. When you cast a spell, you only need to move your mind, and this is the real "stand-up cast."

Wang Qi took a deep breath, then pressed his hands in the air. In his vision, two Chinese-style hexagram disks filled with operators appeared in front of him.

"Vientiane Gua Wen ..." Wang Qi whispered: "It's up to you ..."

After giving orders to those men, Qiu Cyclamen sank under the surface of the sea, set himself up, and absorbed the aura to recover slowly.

At this time, some of the seeds that had taken root in his body came out of the ground.

At first, he just felt a little warm. He didn't care, only that the aftermath of other people's spells warmed the sea. However, he soon noticed the abnormality in his body.

"what happened?"

This strange feeling is not to say that it is very bad. On the contrary, Qiu Cyclamen only felt that his condition reached the highest point in history, the strength in the body was rising, and many of the key knowledge of cultivation that I did not understand before suddenly came to mind, and I understood it, just like opening a consciousness. general.

"This is not normal."

Qiuxianke is also a great demon of the demon **** series. The consciousness and the essence have already coincided, and they are particularly sensitive to themselves. Foreign powers and foreign thoughts are no different to him. He groaned a long time, sounded nine sounds, pushing Jingyuan to turn and shake himself. Soon, he found the culprit of that strange feeling.

A pink power.

The way of the heart demon big curse heart pure Yang curse.

"Revolt?" A virtual panel in front of Wang Qi suddenly appeared a bunch of garbled characters. He quickly corrected, commanding the magic spell of the demon and driving the magic plague spell leader directly, disintegrating the defense of the opponent little by little.

With the long drive of the heart demon spell, Wang Qi has begun to see the whole picture of Qiuxianke cultivation method.

"It turns out that this is the route of the demon race ..."

Although the initial cultivation of the human race was created after imitating the demon race, the road between the human race and the demon race is still different.

The path of the demon race is to first expand the soul, open the psychic, and use the wisdom to find a path to become stronger; afterwards, the demon power is accumulated in the gas accumulation period, and the reiki circulation system is built; the demon coagulation period in the knot formation phase serves as the center of the system; Bloodline expression, get rid of the shackles of congenital, have a free body, and freely condense the innate **** seal.

The supernatural power period is to consolidate the previously accumulated congenital seals into one body and form a "supernatural body". Prior to this, the innate **** seal was only for the demon clan to provide combat power, and no one could practice it. But in the period of supernatural power, the innate supernatural seal of the demon beast played a decisive role.

Therefore, this stage is called "supernatural power".

To the human race, the demon race seems to be the first to form a pill, and then build the foundation.

The demon **** period is the process of the supernatural power system eroding the flesh and integrating the life system.

These were deliberately asked by someone in Tianlingling Lingbei Mountain before Wang Qi went to sea. After knowing this, Wang Qi knew the true posture of the eroded demon god.

Don't confront the consciousness directly, start with his supernatural powers!

Qiu cyclamen became more comfortable. This force is just and peaceful, but very strange. But he felt more and more wrong.

"What is this ... what's wrong ..."

An all-round frozen intention swept through. Xiaolong swept the first wave of the storm camp Kraken with a natural disaster

And the next attack is the second wave!

Xiaolong stood up and stretched his hand to smash the head of a metamorphosis monster. But at the same time, the nine Daoqi blades were chopped on her in no particular order. And followed by dozens, hundreds of black magic! Her small scale armor completely collapsed, leaving her throat to the point.

"It doesn't seem to work ..." Xiaolong grinned screamingly, and he had all the negative emotions in his heart, leaving only a pride.

"I wanted to save a few more to protect me from rushing out ... Since I can't use it anymore, then look at me and finally fight back!"

The dragon tail patted the broken ice, and then the corpse-refining monsters hiding under the ice rushed out. Under the dragon's refining method, they have become a dragon-like figure.

"Long Yuer, salvo!"

Dozens of raging torrents flooded the patrol navy. Several demon gods were familiar with blocking, but failed to stop all. The flock of monsters clamored. Some cowardly counselled directly. But there are also some brave, not retreating.

Among them is a yellow octopus.

In the face of Xiaolong's counterattack, all the demon gods looked dignified and evoked their strongest offensives one after another.

Then, Xiaolong took a group of corpses to rush into battle.

At the same time, Pagoda Lee, Zhen Jiezi shouted: "It is now!"

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