The power of the Lord of the Demonic Mountain today is too terrifying. In front of him, Qin Xuan is like a child who is unable to resist. Love reading Шwwloveyueduom
Even so, Qin Xuan was frantically gathering his will.
The mayfly shakes the tree, but it never abandons it.
I saw that the memory in the hands of the Lord of the Demonic Mountain was turning more and more slowly, as if turning a page of a book turned into a mountain.
Of course, with his power, he could easily crush Qin Xuan's consciousness, but he did not do that.
It has seen what it wants to know. It has waited for countless thousands of years before it saw a glimmer of hope.
"Outsiders!"
The Lord of the Demonic Mountain slowly spoke out, and his origin and consciousness returned to Qin Xuan's body.
When the origin returned, layers of cold sweat broke out on Qin Xuan's ancestor's body.
This is not seeking skin from a tiger, this is simply suicidal. Qin Xuan has not felt this way in countless years.
His body is like an ant, unable to resist the opponent's power to turn his palm.
But soon, he calmed down and looked at the Lord of the Demonic Mountain.
"You saw it, but she?" Qin Xuan asked, this was also the doubt in his heart.
The woman above this palace looks too much like the woman seen in the memory of the ancient emperor's corpse.
But Qin Xuan never thought that even the corpse of the ancient emperor was being searched for. The existence he was looking for was powerful enough to make the woman who became the ancient emperor actually come from Tianxu!?
This means that Tianxu may not be as mysterious as Huang Xie's rumors. In fact, there has been a road between the two worlds for a long time, and there are people traveling between them.
Qin Xuan also thought of the huge whale bone he had seen in the void sea and the turbulence of time and space, as well as the blurry figure in the Rune Road.
There are thousands of things in mind, but there are always some shortcomings in linking all the things together.
"It's her!" The Lord of Tianmo Mountain said slowly: "Are you looking for her too!? That corpse is also looking for her!"
After receiving the confirmation from the Lord of Tianmo Mountain, Qin Xuan was shocked in his heart.
Sure enough, that woman came from Tianxu.
"She may not be here. When I return to Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, I can help you find him!" Qin Xuan said slowly, "I need the magic power of heaven and everything related to her!"
Qin Xuan's words were too bold. This was a deal, and the other party could be crushed with a flip of his hand.
Even the scarlet eyes of the Lord of the Demonic Mountain were flickering under the white bones that day. He looked at Qin Xuan quietly. There was only deathly silence in the palace.
Qin Xuan's mind became calmer and calmer, and he quietly looked at the Lord of the Demonic Mountain that day.
"Bold man." The Lord of the Heavenly Demon Mountain slowly spat out four words, "The Heavenly Demonic Power under this mountain is tantamount to deathly poison for you, the human race."
"If you want to get it, I won't stop you!"
"However, you can't find her!"
The scarlet eyes of the Lord of the Demon Mountain dimmed, "There is no need to look for her!"
After the words fell, I saw the Lord of the Demonic Mountain rise slightly, and the earth shook and the mountains shook.
I saw a crack suddenly appear in the center of the palace, and then, some kind of purple liquid that was sticky like mud flew into the hand of the bones drop by drop.
With a slight movement of the skeletal hand, the magic power flew down in front of Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked at the magical power, his eyes moved slightly, and then he reached into it with one hand.
I saw that the magical power of the sky was like a cool stream of water, pouring into Qin Xuan's body involuntarily. Wherever it passed, it was cool, without any discomfort, but very comfortable.
When he reached his dantian, drops of magic power penetrated directly into his source. In an instant, Qin Xuan felt as if his source had suddenly more than doubled. Not only that, this feeling was still soaring.
one
times, twice, ten times, fifteen times
Qin Xuan only felt that at this moment, he had boundless power. With the turn of his hand, even the Lord of the Demonic Mountain could be easily destroyed.
This feeling was too real, but Qin Xuan still maintained his life at this moment.
No matter how mysterious the magic power is, it cannot do this.
It’s just fantasy!
When these four words of thought came together, the illusion disappeared. Qin Xuan looked at his origin. As the illusion dissipated, his origin seemed to have withered.
Qin Xuan's expression suddenly changed, and immediately he started to run the Scroll of Eternal Life Breaking Tribulation, and first stabilized the origin.
At the same time, he used his ancestral power in his body to trap that day's magic power in a realm.
But if his ancestral power touches the magical power of the sky, it is like trapping water with mist, which is almost impossible.
Qin Xuan directly used the power of darkness again, trying to control the magic power of the sky.
The result was the same as Zuli.
His dark power is only void power, not Ni Cang Holy Power. The level of heavenly magic power is probably comparable to Ni Cang Holy Power.
Even so, Qin Xuan did not panic. He directly used the Supreme Immortal Body, the power of the ancestral realm, and the power of darkness to become one, turning into the Supreme Immortal Power.
As expected, under the influence of the supreme immortal power, the magic power of this day was somewhat affected.
I saw that these wisps of ascending power were like silk threads, gradually pulling together the heavenly magic power scattered around the Dantian and even in its origin, and reunited it in one place.
When all the heavenly magic power was gathered together by Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan even felt a sense of exhaustion.
Qin Xuan looked at the mass of heavenly magic power that was like mud, and the Emperor's scroll of the Emperor of Heaven was slowly turning.
In the dantian world, under the pull of the supreme immortal power, the heavenly magic power gradually rushes out of the dantian and travels through Qin Xuan's ancestral body. Every time it travels around, the heavenly magic power merges into a part of Qin Xuan's body.
Various illusions came over Qin Xuanzu again.
All perceptions are almost chaotic under this magical power.
This kind of chaos is like countless tentacles appearing on the skin, wings sprouting from the back, as if rising into the sky, floating in the air, etc., and also like being in the deep sea, the loneliness and pain of suffocation and darkness.
All kinds of chaotic illusions and fantasies are constantly pouring into the consciousness. Just as the Lord of the Demonic Mountain said, this magical power is a deadly poison to ordinary people.
The most important thing is that most of this illusion is enjoyable. If the power is infinitely improved, even impossible things can be easily achieved.
Fortunately, Qin Xuan was very determined. When all the confusion faded, he just started to run the second week.
This time, the feeling of confusion became more intense, and even made Qin Xuan's ancestral body feel a sense of longing.
The second week it stopped running, Qin Xuan frowned, wondering whether he should continue.
But in the end, he still ran for the third week.
After the fourth week, the fifth week, and the ninety-ninth week, there was not much left of the magic power, only the size of a fingernail. However, Qin Xuan did not swallow this part of the magic power.
But what surprised him was that, except for the almost crazy illusion, the magic power was integrated into his ancestral body and his origin, but there was no other substantial improvement.
It was as if that ball of heavenly magic power had disappeared out of thin air.
But when Qin Xuan opened his eyes, he found that his vision had deteriorated, and the pictures he saw were all muddy.
Qin Xuan's eyes changed slightly, and he wanted to use his ancestral power, but found that mobilizing the original power became extremely slow.
He seemed to have exhausted all his strength and used his ancestral power to turn into a mirror.
After seeing the mirror, Qin Xuan's pupils were faintly condensing.
I saw in the mirror an old man with a withered body, his eyes full of
turbid.
The most terrifying thing is that even Qin Xuan didn't discover anything during this process.