The flesh and blood clone has been practicing the way of flesh and blood change over the years. Although there is no magical magic that everything can change, it can be transformed by the magical powers of the heavenly demons and transform into ordinary beasts. If there is no top-notch magical power, even the earth immortal real person cannot easily see the flaws.
Two hours later, Lang Xing opened his eyes and remembered all the relevant methods of Fengming School, so that he could choose useful parts to integrate them into Tianlang Avenue in the future.
He couldn't help but sigh that the human race's fortune is becoming more and more powerful in the three realms, and it is gradually squeezing the living space of other races. It is not unreasonable. At least, as one of the human immortal sects, the Fengming School learned this time, the operational efficiency of at least three kinds of magical powers far exceeds that of the similar magical powers collected by Lang Xing from the demon clan.
It was already the middle of the night, and the flesh and blood clone split out from behind again, changing into a big gray-haired dog similar to a wolf. His eyes were slightly evil, and his eyes were sticking out with his tongue and his eyes straight, the temperament of the two-person guy was no different.
Lang Xing couldn't help but touch his forehead with one hand, not knowing if something went wrong when his clone practiced the flesh and blood.
Brother, you are a Tianlang, you are so fond of becoming a dog...
Before Lang Xing could make a sound reminder, the gray-haired dog crawled into the grass and disappeared soon.
The next time you sync your clone, you must change your habit, and Lang Xing made a secret decision.
...
The ancient dojo that sealed Xing Tian.
A girl in yellow palace costume was sitting bored on the swing. Every time she swung her high, she would wave a ball of white light from her palm and hit the corpse trapped in the valley.
The white light was like an accurate blocking bullet, knocking the hit corpse ghosts into pieces. The surrounding corpse ghosts were too lazy to shout anger except for two instinctive moves, and they looked like they were used to leaving the will of heaven.
"Forgot me..."
"I haven't forgotten myself!"
"Forgot, not, forgot..."
Sanqian is like the girls who judged the behavior of Lang Xing's object by picking the number of petals in his previous life. After several hours, when the last corpse ghost fell down, she just said the word "not forgetting", and then she showed a long-lost smile. She jumped down from the swing, patted Chen Dabao's head and said happily:
"Brother Lang Xing must be trying to find a way to save us! As long as he doesn't go to Qingqiu Mountain to find those vixen, he will never forget me!"
The appearance of Chen Bao and his sister has grown up a little after they turned into human form. Chen Dabao has become a teenager, but his body is a little fatter than ten years ago. I don’t know how he gained weight in this temple without delicious food.
"Auntie, you are so beautiful and have a high cultivation level. How could Brother Langxing forget you? Besides, you are almost breaking through to the Earth Immortal now. Even if Brother Lang wants to find a vixen, wouldn't you knock him down with one hand?"
Sanqian thought that she was knocking Lang Xing out of her true form and riding on the back of the big wolf to play. She couldn't help but grin, and two red dizzies rose on her cheeks.
Too shameful...
She coughed lightly and drove away distracting thoughts and said seriously: "We have lived in this space for more than ten years. When we first flew around the space eight years ago, the diameter of the dojo was at least 5,000 miles long. When we last flew around a year ago, the diameter of the dojo was only more than 4,500 miles."
Chen Dabao knew what she meant, and while pushing his sister Chen Xiaobao to swing, he said:
"The area of ​​the dojo is indeed shrinking, and this can be inferred from the increase in the frequency of space cracks. In ancient times, even a small world with a radius of tens of thousands of miles was very likely, but the owner who had this space disappeared and no longer nourished the core of the dojo. In addition, the destruction of the dojo by the corpse and ghoul transformed by Xing Tian's flesh and blood on the dojo, this space is on the verge of destruction."
In the distant valley, the corpse and ghost bones that were wiped out by three thousand suddenly spontaneously burned without wind, and the vague blue smoke turned into the air. Soon, a cloud of blessings formed, floating above the head of three thousand, bringing down blessings and rain, quickly improving the cultivation of three thousand Taoism.
After dozens of breaths, the clouds dissipated, and three thousand smoothed out their own aura. The momentum was not weaker than Langxing who practiced the Great Way of Heaven. The Haoran Dao Qi was even more comparable to the authentic Xuanmen. Even if the true immortal in the Heavenly Court saw it, he had to praise him for his profound fortune and wisdom.
"The blessing rain dew obtained by killing corpse ghosts has become less and less effective on me. Before I mastered certain rules of heaven and earth, it is probably not that easy to advance to earth immortals. The existence that can seal Xing Tian must be extremely powerful. Wherever this powerful went, will he not take a look at it for thousands of years?"
Chen Dabao looked at Sanqian enviously and almost cursed in his heart. Being trapped in the dojo was a great opportunity to some extent for Sanqian. He was not satisfied. Where can monsters be able to increase their cultivation by killing stupid corpses like her?
The brother and sister have also tried to kill corpses, but have never obtained the Fuze Cloud Group. It is thought that because their original body is the Si Chen stone chicken statue placed in front of the Golden Crow Palace in the ancient demon court. Even if it turns into a human form, it is not a living thing in the eyes of this space.
"You are the only living demon in this ancient temple. The space supports your cultivation and has its own intention. Maybe after you advance to the Earth Immortal and destroy Xing Tian's true spirit, the entire temple will belong to you, and that may not be necessary."
Over the years, the three demons have become like sisters and sisters. Chen Dabao is not afraid of being afraid of the earth, but he is afraid of getting angry, and the other is afraid of his sister crying, so he comforted him immediately.
"It's better to practice well and wait for Brother Lang Xing to come and save me!"
She nodded firmly, ignored Chen Dabao and went to regurgate her eyes and breathe alone.
...
The 100-year-old Hunter is still a young man in the Asura clan whose average lifespan is 500 years old, but he has the experience of leading the demon hunting team into the extreme northern abyss of the human world many times. In the warlike Shura, he is also a trusted middle-level officer.
At this moment, he was leading the team on the underground ridge with red rock surfaces exposed, which facilitated the Shura Eye, who practiced the Demon-seeking Eye, to expand his vision. Although this was not the first time he used the Blood River to pass through the gaps between the two realms, he still did not dare to be careless at all.
Shura faith hunting can make you stronger, but you don’t want to provoke high-level monsters who have no hope of defeating them at all.
The goal this time is a demon dragon that can wander in the two realms. For the Asura world where supplies are scarce, the demon dragon with a hundred feet long flesh is enough for the thousand troops he is in for half a year. The demon core will gain more power of Shura after dedicating it to the Holy Son of the Blood River.
"Squeak squeak—"
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A terrifying mouse the size of a ghost dog was nailed to the ground by a sharp long sword. The long sword belonged to a Shura who had just joined the team. Obviously, he did not expect that the mutated magic mouse was not on his head. It was deformed like a rat tail dragging a sarcoma, cracking the mouth of another endogenous fang, making a harsh scream, which was particularly obvious in the dead abyss.
"Sorry, boss! This disgusting thing looks different from the one used for training..."
Suddenly, the harsh sound of scales rubbing against the ground echoed in the darkness on both sides of the ridge!
Chapter completed!