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Chapter 118: Chapter 118

After reaching the peak of the physical body and awakening to the Yuanshen Sea, most practitioners will practice magic techniques and use the special attributes of Yuanli to defend against enemies. However, a very small number of people will combine Yuanli with the physical body again and continue practicing with difficulty. The Demon Sect

is one of them, they have

The inheritance of the bloodline of the ancient demon god, when practiced to the extreme, can move mountains and fill seas, reach the sky and the earth, and have extremely vast magical powers. However, the body refining technique of the Bajing Sect is very special. What they cultivate is the blood and viscera in the body, which is stimulated by the power of elements.

Let the physical strength increase endlessly.

This kind of practice is extremely dangerous and can hurt the body if you are not careful, but if you practice it properly, its power is boundless.

Di Long is a disciple of the Eight Scenery Sect, and his body refining skills are extremely powerful. Although it is still unclear to what level he has practiced in "Eight Gates of Dunjia", he is more than enough to deal with the current Lin Wan'er.

Seeing the infinite sword shadow being destroyed, Lin Wan'er suddenly felt a sense of crisis arise spontaneously.

The next moment, Di Long suddenly arrived in front of her, stretched out his iron-like palms, and clasped her snow-white neck fiercely.

"Your Yuan Shen Hai is actually damaged. Otherwise, it would have taken a lot of effort, but now it's easy." Di Long sneered coldly, with an obscene look in his eyes, staring at the plump breasts, licking his lips with his tongue, revealing

The evil side of greed.

Lin Wan'er just felt that the big hand was like steel and she couldn't break free at all. She said in a harsh voice: "You can kill me, but let the Lin family go. They have nothing to do with this matter."

"They have nothing to do with me, I just want you." Dillon stretched out his hand and kneaded her soft breasts, feeling the smooth feel.

Lin Wan'er's body was like chaff, and she felt that life was worse than death.

Taishi Pang said solemnly: "This woman belongs to you, but you can't kill her. I have to wait for that person to appear." He was naturally talking about Yuan Futu.

Di Long smiled sinisterly and said: "Don't worry, how could I dare to waste such a beautiful and fragrant country? I will lend you your mansion later and let me have a good time."

Master Pang glanced at Lin Changqing and others, and said: "As for these people, kill them to avoid future troubles!"

"No... don't!" Lin Wan'er shouted loudly with a look of horror on her face.

A sinister and fierce smile appeared on the corner of Di Long's mouth, and he said: "Very good."



After about two hours, Yuan Futu finally saw the capital of the Dayue Dynasty. He had lived in the Kunlun Mountains for a long time, and the furthest he had ever been was the town at the foot of the mountain. He had no idea what the capital was like, and he was immediately attracted by this magnificent building.

I was shocked by the majestic city. I found the address of the Lin family after making several inquiries. But when I arrived here, I saw a breathtaking sight.

There were more than twenty corpses on the ground, lying in a pool of blood, and the air was filled with a heavy smell of blood.

Yuan Futu looked at this scene and clenched his fists tightly. He knew that he was a step too late.

"Ahem." A faint coughing sound came from among the corpses.

Yuan Futu sensed signs of life and rushed over. He saw a middle-aged man with deep visible bone scars on his neck. Blood was flowing out, but he did not die immediately. That man was Lin Changqing.

"How are you, Wan'er!" Yuan Futu lifted him up and asked hurriedly.

Lin Changqing knew that he was about to die soon, so he tried his best to spit out a few words from his hoarse throat: "Quickly... Pang Taishi's Mansion... save Wan'er." The words just fell, and he tilted his head, and his life was gone.

Yuan Futu frowned deeply, his eyes were filled with fierce anger, and he raised his voice: "Pang, I will make you die badly!!!"



In the Taishi Mansion, Taishi Pang was sitting on a mahogany chair, holding a wrinkled letter in his hand, with a gloomy face and said: "I thought De'er could make some achievements in the Tianxuan Sword Sect, even if he got the position of sword master, in the future

It can also help me stabilize my position in the government and the public, and even seize the imperial power. I didn't expect that this move that had been carefully planned for more than ten years would eventually be destroyed by two yellow-haired boys!"

Di Long, still wearing the black lotus robe, stood by the doorpost and said conspiratorially: "This move has not been settled yet. Although your son's Yuan Shenhai has been destroyed, his future cultivation path will not be the same."

Completely sealed, if he can cultivate demons in his heart and transform into a physical body, there may be a glimmer of hope. Moreover, he has reached the Dharma God realm before, so this understanding has been imprinted in his heart, and he will cultivate faster."

"Tao Xin is a demon, do you want to join the Demon Sect?" Master Pang suddenly stood up. He did not expect that there would be a glimmer of hope for Pang De's future.

"Jiuyoumen may not have such strength, but Tianmo Sect can. I can help you with this, and I can help you eliminate your enemies."

Master Pang sensed a hint of conspiracy and asked, "What do you want?"

"Of course it's your ancestral spiritual treasure!" Di Long's eyes narrowed, showing a greedy look.

Master Pang's expression changed and he said, "This spiritual treasure was passed down from generation to generation by the Pang family thousands of years ago. How can it be handed over to others so easily?" The Pang family does have a spiritual treasure. Originally, Master Pang wanted to wait for Pang De to achieve success.

The sword master later gave it to him as a protective magic weapon, but he didn't expect that it would end up in this situation now.

"Although this magic weapon of yours is considered to be the best innate, it is an extremely rare sealed spiritual treasure. Instead of dying in your hands, why not make a deal with me. When your son enters the Heavenly Demon Sect in the future, he will also be able to achieve great success. Only I can do that.

I'll help you thread the needle." Di Long studied under the Eight Scenery, but being able to wander around the mortal world proves that his current status is considered to be a casual cultivator who has entered the world. He must have had negotiations with the disciples of the Tianmo Sect before, so he dared to say such words.

"If De'er continues to be wasted like this, it will be useless to keep this Lingbao!" Master Pang thought for a moment and said: "That's good, but you need to promise that after you get the Lingbao, you will help me avenge my hatred and let De'er enter the demon world.

Zong!"

"Don't worry, I, Di Long, will do what I say!" Di Long nodded with satisfaction. He knew very well what the Pang family's inherited spiritual treasure was. Not to mention the best innate quality, this sealed spiritual treasure alone was extremely rare.

, even if it is placed in the God-Gathering Tongbao, it can still compete with low-grade god-level spiritual treasures.

Among all the spiritual treasures, attack-type spiritual treasures are relatively common, while sealed spiritual treasures are very rare. The most precious ones are the soul-type spiritual treasures. After all, practitioners major in Yuan Shen, and their perception of spiritual treasures is still very poor.

, if the opponent launches a soul attack on it, it can be said that it is powerless to parry. Only the powerful with advanced realms will use defensive barriers on their souls to avoid attacks.


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