There was a ripple in the calm void of the ancient well, and a bit of golden light became brighter and brighter. It was originally as small as a grain of rice, and finally it was like a ball of sun when it reached the top of the altar.
The boiling and rich essence spurted out, making the entire altar become dense.
Above the altar, Tang Xuanming's figure suddenly appeared, and then the golden sun rushed into his body.
Before Tang Xuanming could recover from the joy of escaping from death, he screamed.
He fell to the ground on the spot, his body twitching uncontrollably, as if he was having an epileptic fit.
His body inflated like a balloon, and then shrunk strangely. This action was repeated over and over again, making it look like a ball was filled with air and then deflated again.
"Fuck..."
Tang Xuanming only had time to curse angrily before he fainted and wailed.
However, the strange changes in his body did not stop and were still proceeding in an orderly manner.
His body seemed to have become the sun, and everything from his torso was shining brightly.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
With his heart beating powerfully, the three divine dragons kept walking around Tang Xuanming's body. Every time they walked past, the body that had expanded to the limit and was about to explode slowly calmed down and returned to its original shape.
This other state lasted for three days and three nights. The three dragons did not look tired. Instead, they were full of energy. After a long howl, they merged into Tang Xuanming's body and walked back to his heart.
"It hurts me to death!"
Tang Xuanming, who was lying on the ground, cried out in pain, turned over, and touched his body up and down. He found that there were no missing parts and put his heart back into his stomach.
"It's so embarrassing, I'm still scared!"
Tang Xuanming let out a long breath, but his normal movements made him stunned, because a foot-long white air condensed in the void and did not dissipate for a long time.
Boom!
The body stepped forward, reaching out to touch the white air in the air, but an unintentional step made the altar roar violently, as if it had been stepped on by a dinosaur.
Tang Xuanming's expression changed. Instead of being depressed, he became a little excited.
He clenched his fist, and his fingers and palm collided, causing the void to roar.
Just a rough estimate, Tang Xuanming felt that his strength had exceeded five million kilograms, and this was even before he had complete control over his body.
If he waits until he can fully master the restless power in his body, his real strength may climb to tens of millions of kilograms.
In the wild world, no one has ever been able to reach such a level.
In the Ant Emperor Realm, there was no such person in the world that Tang Xuanming came into contact with.
"The harvest this time is really huge! Sure enough, going to the higher world still has a huge advantage! Two more rounds...forget it, let's not consider these for now!"
Thinking of the Demon Lord he saw when he left the world, and Dugu Baitian who had never appeared before, Tang Xuanming's expression couldn't help but change, and he gave up the idea of going to the higher world.
Most of the advanced world pays attention to cause and effect and rules, and the top bosses cannot be matched by the current Tang Xuanming. Once you come into contact with them, the consequences will not be so wonderful.
If you want to gain enough benefits in the advanced world, it is almost inevitable to touch the cakes of those top bosses.
This is very embarrassing.
"Forget it, let's not think about these depressing topics for now. Let's take stock of what we have gained this time."
Tang Xuanming rubbed his hands excitedly and looked at the pile of treasures in front of him. He could hardly close his mouth. This may be the most he has gained since he came to many worlds. It will be difficult for him to obtain such a thing even when he comes to higher worlds later.
Huge gain.
A ball of blood as red as blood floated in front of him, with golden divinity intertwined into a network one after another. It was bright and eye-catching. The golden divinity network was constantly intertwined. When the glory reached its peak, there was no trace of it.
Turning into black without warning is the most profound and unchangeable demonic nature.
Next to that mass of blood, a black mass of demonic blood was suspended, and the boundless demonic clouds were billowing, breathtaking. Even the Tathagata Buddha in the West would sigh when he saw such terrifying demonic nature. The demonic roots were so deep that they could no longer turn back.
What is difficult for both gods and demons to understand is that in the deepest dark demonic nature, there is a faint golden divinity shining brightly.
The two masses of blood look completely different. One is as red as blood, and the other is as black as ink. They seem to come from two species, but when they are in the void, they faintly intersect and echo each other.
These are the two most special achievements of Tang Xuanming.
The first mass of blood comes from the nameless gods and demons from the Death Jedi. As a community of gods and demons, the nameless gods and demons are naturally intertwined with each other, forming a unique balance. They do not look conspicuous on the outside and appear like mortals.
The color is blood, but in fact his power is more terrifying than the most peak gods and demons.
The other group of blood came from the Great Demon, a supreme figure who had been sleeping underground in the Imperial Palace of Chu for thousands of years. His demonic nature was so deep that it was unimaginable. No one could imagine that he was the one who protected thousands of people in the Eastern Earth world.
years, or even longer.
And they have a common characteristic, they all come from the devil.
"The bloodline of the Demon Lord is always so special. Demonic nature and divine nature are intertwined with each other, making people love and hate them at the same time."
Tang Xuanming's heart beat powerfully, and the special induction from the Ant Emperor Technique told him that these two groups of blood met the requirements and could be integrated into his body to help his Ant Emperor Technique reach a deeper and more terrifying level.
And the dragon pattern deep in his heart was warning him, full of fear for the bloodline of the Demon Lord.
Tang Xuanming glanced at the two groups of blood twice more. There was some desire in his eyes, but more of them were rational. After a moment, he looked away and gave up the idea of merging the two groups of blood.
Next to the two balls of blood was a simple tortoise shell.
I don’t know how long the ancient tortoise shell has existed. It is full of vicissitudes of time. The lines one after another record the changes of time and the loneliness of the ages.
"You really have a long life. I don't know how many enemies I have killed with this lifespan."
Tang Xuanming looked at a few shallow marks on the tortoise shell, which were the enemies he encountered while growing up.
The dark tortoise shell is inconspicuous, but it has the strongest defensive power.
It is the most famous treasure in the Eastern Continent - Xuanwu Armor.
And he is also the surviving boss from the ancient times, a remnant of the most elite existence.
"It's a pity that there is no fighting spirit. The defense is invincible at low levels, but it is not enough when encountering a truly strong person."
Tang Xuanming sighed, thinking a little greedily.
After saying this, he was still laughing at his greed.
Next to the tortoise shell is a crystal clear left hand, which looks beautiful and the whole body is exuding holy light.
"Some people believe that it is the left hand of the God of Light, but it is the left hand of the devil. Seeing may not necessarily be believed."