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Chapter 562 One Color Nascent Soul

Just as the human race and the demon race were in full swing, no one knew that two figures shrouded in black air broke out from the demon race camp. They spent more than ten years bypassing most of the East China Sea, and finally landed on land from the unmanned land in the southern border, and then headed north and into the hinterland of the eastern region.

If you pass through the black air, you will find that one of the two people is a middle-aged man in a long-skinned horn, wearing a short leather jacket and dark-skinned celestial ox tribe.

The other person was a young man from the black snake with red scales on his forehead and a red tail dragged under him.

And these two people are all monks in the Infant Realm.

It’s just strange that although the two of them had the cultivation level of the Infant Transformation Realm, they did not tear open the void and moved forward. Instead, they rode on a veil magic weapon under their feet and galloped quickly at a high altitude.

This veil magic weapon can hide its body and also block the magic power fluctuations left by the speeding, making it difficult for ordinary monks in the Infant Transformation Realm to see the traces.

It is worth noting that on the backs of the two, they each carried a square stone box.

The stone box is two feet long and wide, and looks heavy, and I don’t know what it contains.

"Fellow Daoist Man, how long will it take for me to wait to get to the destination this time?"

At this time, the young man from the Black Snake tribe among the two suddenly looked at the dark man beside him and asked.

Upon hearing this, the dark man who was called fellow Taoist Man looked over with his big eyes on his bronze bells and said, "What, are you a little anxious? You should have been a few years."

Hearing his words, the young man with snake tail narrowed his eyes slightly, but he finally nodded and said:

"It's not that anxious, but Yan didn't expect that there was a problem with the Sky-Stolen Sun-Swap Formation arranged in the Eastern Region. Now there is a problem with the formation in the Western Region, which makes the two formations unable to operate at the same time. Otherwise, as long as this formation is opened, I will not need to fight the lowly human race for decades."

"After that being said, things are unpredictable. I remember that the Blood Luo Demon was killed by someone, and later the Mantuo Envoy went to replace him and let the formation continue to operate. Now there is a problem with another formation, so I don't know what the reason is." The dark man said.

"Hmph, although the Blood Luo Demon was only in the foundation-building stage and was in the early stage of his growth, the Stealing Sky-Swap Sun-Swap Formation sank underground and was still blessed by the formation. According to the news that the Venerable returned to the upper realm, the person who killed the Blood Luo Demon was a human cultivator, and a human cultivator in the foundation-building stage. The Blood Luo Demon Clan was really useless and had lost all the face of my demon clan." The young man with snake tail showed mocking.

"It's better not to mention old things. Over the years, fellow Taoists from our clan and the human race also saw that although most of the human race cultivators can't compare with our demon race, there are still a few aliens among them, and their strength is outrageous. Do you remember twenty years ago, an elder of the Tiger Demon clan, a late-stage elder of the Infant Transformation Realm, met a human race body refining sorcerer. According to the few people who escaped back that year, the Tiger Demon clan was directly beaten into a pool of meat mud by the human race body refining sorcerer with brute force."

Although I had heard of it for a long time, a young man called fellow Taoist Iron still showed a hint of fear on his face when he heard the dark man's words.

At this time, the dark man said again:

"The tiger demon clan is only slightly inferior to my Tianniu clan. However, relying on his strength, he can kill the elders of the Tiger Demon clan in the late stage of the Infant Realm. Even the great monks of my Tianniu clan cannot do it. The human clan is said to be pure physical cultivation and has no magic power in his body. So although most of the human clans are wine bags, there are indeed a few of them. Is it better to be careful? Otherwise, I would have been able to tear open the void this time, so how could I do this sneaky?"

After his words fell, the young man with snake tail nodded.

"What fellow Taoist Man said is reasonable, so let's talk less nonsense, so we should speed up the human race to rush to the Western Regions. At that time, send the things to the West and find out the reason, and try to repair the Sky-Swap Formation as soon as possible to make it run. As long as this star field can be moved, these human race monks will be the fish on the display board, and they will only be slaughtered."

After saying that, there was no trace of bloodthirsty in this person's slender eyes.

...

Just as these two demon cultivators were secretly heading towards the human race's Western Regions, the green rainbow that caused the violin to shake finally appeared above the Wanling Mountains in the Western Regions.

And he is naturally Dongfang Mo who has been in seclusion for decades.

Now he smiled with a smile on his lips, his expression was calm, and there was an indescribable sense of ease all over his body. As he breathed, a faint spiritual energy spread around him.

After sixty years, he finally broke through to the realm of Infant Transformation. This process was much faster than he had imagined.

During these sixty years, Dongfang Mo used the spiritual platform to upgrade his cultivation to the late stage of the Dan Condensing Realm after ten years, and then spent twenty years to cultivate to the Great Perfection of the Dan Condensing Realm.

In the last thirty years, he has been trying to break through the Infant Transformation Realm.

However, the process of breaking through the Infant Realm was far more difficult than he imagined. He had hit the bottleneck three times, but all ended in failure.

However, these three failures were like his breakthrough to the Dan Condensation Realm, and he chose to disperse his skills and give up the breakthrough every time.

Because the Infant Transformation Realm and the Dan Condensation Realm are similar, different infant products will appear after breaking through. The most common ones are the two-color Yuanying, followed by the three-color Yuanying, the four-color Yuanying, and the legendary five-color Yuanying.

When he was on Pengdao, Donghai, he had heard the Netherworld Fairy mentioned that the Blood Gourd Monster seemed to be the three-color Yuanying formed.

Although the Blood Gourd Old Monster was unable to join forces with the Fairy of Netherworld and Tianque Sanren, he could rely on the body of a living dead and entangled with the two. It was enough to see that the more infant colors the Nascent Soul has, the stronger his strength.

And the three times Dongfang Mo gave up were undoubtedly all two-color Yuanying condensed.

In order to lay a solid foundation for breaking through to the Shenyou Realm in the future, his requirements for himself are at least three-color Yuanying. Therefore, every time he is about to break through, he chooses to give up.

But every time you give up a breakthrough, it will be more difficult to continue to impact the Infant Transformation Realm, which is equivalent to forming a vicious cycle.

It was not until three failures that a burst of anger arose, which made the blood power in his body finally accumulate and his spiritual roots mutate. Dongfang Mo began to hit the bottleneck again without hesitation.

And this time, he finally succeeded, and what he condensed was no longer the two-color Yuanying.

Now he stood in the air, his eyes closed slightly and looked inside.

When he looked at a baby who was less than the size of a palm wrapped in spiritual light in his dantian, his face was full of strange looks.

Because the Nascent Soul, which is exactly the same as myself, presents a pure ink color.

One-colored Yuanying should be one of the mutated Yuanying, and Dongfang Mo didn’t know whether it was a blessing or a disaster.

Now a yellow flame is burning under his Nascent Soul. He is holding a round stone in his left hand, and a shriveled lotus seed is floating slowly above his head.

The Nascent Soul's eyes were closed and he sat cross-legged, looking quiet.

Dongfang Mo's thoughts changed and he immersed his mind in the Nascent Soul.

"Swish!"

In an instant, the Nascent Soul in his dantian opened his eyes, and a wicked smile appeared on his face that was exactly the same as him.

Dongfang Mo had a very wonderful feeling at this time. He seemed to have changed his body, but he moved freely and had no delay in stretching his limbs.

After looking at the natal stone in his hand and feeling the yellow flames under him, Dongfang Mo smiled and pulled his mind back.

Then the Nascent Soul closed his eyes, and his body opened his eyes again.

"call!"

Dongfang Mo took a deep breath, and at this time he felt the surging magic power like the waves in his body. He had the urge to whistle to the sky.

Now that he has broken through to the Infant Transformation Realm, his strength has improved so much, even he himself can't say. Perhaps he can only know if he finds someone to fight.

After looking at the huge pit under his feet, Dongfang Mo frowned slightly. After decades of hard practice, the spiritual vein underground had almost been consumed by him. Even the few spirit stones left were all sucked dry by his spiritual platform.

After breathing, he explored his spiritual sense and carefully realized something. Then he could feel that the space around him was like flowing water, with some slight fluctuations.

Seeing this, his eyes shone brightly, and then he stretched out his hand and pulled it suddenly as his magic power was circulating.

"Hiss!"

A dark crack was immediately torn open by him.

Dongfang Mo looked very happy. After breaking through to the realm of Infant Transformation, he could easily tear open the void.

Thinking of this, he could no longer suppress his excitement, so he looked up at the sky and opened his mouth, making a long and clear roar.

After ten breaths, he stopped his whistle, then swung the whisk and stepped into the crack in front of him.

In a moment, the cracks slowly healed and he lost sight.

...

Next, in a remote courtyard in Niujiao City, a young Taoist priest rented the place in the first ordinary city of Taiyi Dao Palace, and he lived there for four years.

Since the Taoist priest rented this place four years ago, he has not left the house and there has been no movement in the courtyard. Over time, weeds have grown in the courtyard, which looks depressed.

"How is it, still can't be opened!"

At some point, a cunning voice sounded in the courtyard.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a skull with green flames on both eyes, floating around a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in the middle.

And in the Taoist's hand, he was holding a seemingly ordinary black storage bag.

"Why……"

After a long time, the Taoist priest sighed and then put down the storage bag.

"The layer of the forbidden path on the upper surface of this storage bag has been opened, but after opening it, there is a more mysterious layer of forbidden sealing. This layer of forbidden path cannot be broken no matter what." The Taoist priest said with a wry smile.

"It's strange. Can you even break through to the Infant Transformation Realm and cannot open this thing? Let Grandpa Bone see it."

After speaking, the skull suddenly opened its mouth, and a whistle scream, a mouthful of green flame spewed out, wrapping up the seemingly ordinary storage bag.

And these two people are naturally Dongfang Mo and Guya.
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