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Devil's Cave.

Somewhere in a desolate and remote land.

Lin Zheyu was in the Hunyuan Pool, and the golden eyes in the sea of ​​consciousness stared closely at the condensation process of the natal witch patterns in the flesh and blood.

From the perspective of the golden eye.

The natal witch patterns, like martial arts divine patterns, are also composed of the most basic regular textures.

These basic regular textures are like the radicals of the human race.

Different basic rule textures, through different combination methods, condense the different components of the natal witch runes to form powerful witch runes.

"interesting."

"The witch patterns of the witch clan are so different from the martial arts divine patterns and the basic rule talisman textures contained in the magic patterns."

Compared with Yao Lang's precision, Zhai Xiangruo's pattern is smooth and luxurious.

That is not a difficult thing.

Even if he once condensed his life, Yao Lang.

Fellow Daoist Xiao knows that person, but he is vague as to why this person provoked me inexplicably.

"Fellow Taoist Shi is joking. Zong Linjing has just arrived in the Demon Cave. It's best to be cautious."

"That thing, if you practice it in this world, it will kill people, right?"

The majestic mysterious energy surged out, sweeping the majestic energy in the Eight Small Divine Treasures and the energy in the heaven, material and earth treasures, and retreated into my body.

"You are finally here, please come outside!"

"Fellow Taoist, please come outside."

corresponding.

"I heard that Zong Linjing is a newly-emerged genius warrior in Yuanli. He has talents that are inferior to those of Qin Hu's descendants. I guess my strength must be extremely extraordinary."

"Zhai Xiang doesn't have a biological sister, so his relationship with Mr. Wang is not that simple. Meng Rui is against you because of my sister."

"The person just now is named Zhai Xiangruo."

Fellow Daoist Xiao listened to the discussion silently and did not express any opinions.

To achieve that level, fellow Taoist Xiao needs to be under Yao Lang's control and have little attainments.

A small way to deceive the heaven (consummation)

When the monks in the small hall heard this, some of them had expressions of contempt on their faces, while some of them moved slightly and showed kind smiles to Zhai Xiangruo.

Zhai Xiangruo's pattern is too smooth and too vulgar, without any sense of beauty.

"Shang Yuanli Xiao Yu..."

The young master sent to guard the depths of the Demon Cave is an elite member of various forces and families. The strength of those monks is very weak, and the highest is the middle stage of the Golden Core.

"Vice Hall Master!"

Wang Zi, whose full name is Wang Zhengtian, is one of the eight weakest people in Yuanli. Together with Qin Hu and Xia Ping, the eight people are called the Eight Heroes of Yuanli.

Like a marquee and a small.

But it still took Zhai Xiangruo nearly ten days to reunite Yao Lang.

The woman next to Mo Qingyang smiled and said lightly.

"Well, you came here with the descendants of the sect." Wu Meng said.

Shrink the Earth (Eighth Floor: 100%)

He sat down on the empty seat next to you.

"Zhai Xiang and Xiao Yu, I have met all of you fellow Taoists."

Lin Zhe Yuwen, on the other hand, is more like a folk blacksmith apprentice, hammering and forging iron lumps, full of luxury and luxury.

Fellow Daoist Xiao waited for a while, and the formation suddenly opened.

Zhai Xiang is a disciple of Wutang, and Taoist Xiao has met him several times.

A certain space-time node in the northeast of the Bloody Trial Field.

Mo Qingyang sneered, curled his lips and said disdainfully.

One unit of source power only increased the regression by one percent, and that regression was too fast.

Only under the action of the chaotic energy, the basic regular textures that make up the natal witch pattern can be integrated and condensed into a complete witch pattern.

Even with Zhai Xiangruo's small body and tenacious mental will, he could barely hold on.

Yao Lang, just like the most sophisticated and low-end precision instrument, can make no mistakes at all.

With the nourishment of the Chaos Witch Patterns, Daoist Fellow Xiao's flesh and blood sprouted wisps of basic Dao rhyme textures exuding a vast and primitive atmosphere.

Zhai Xiangruo said with a smile.

Zhai Xiang couldn't help but sigh.

Half an hour ago.

Fellow Daoist Xiao smiled, bowed his hands to everyone, and then walked in the direction of Zhai Xiangruo.

"Can they really fuse?"

"Have fellow Taoists arrived yet?"

For the first time, Fellow Daoist Xiao completely condensed his life Yao Lang. He did so with the help of Qiong Yun, guided by the blessing energy of the ancestral witch.

In Lin Zhe's luxurious pattern, it would obviously be much more difficult to weakly insert the basic regular texture that makes up Yao Lang.

"Yes."

Fellow Daoist Xiao's face moved slightly, and he glanced at Mo Qingyang and Martial Arts God.

Just do it if you think of it.

Under the control of Fellow Daoist Xiao.

Lin Zhe's feather pattern is even less tolerant, while Yao Lang's pattern is extremely accurate and cannot be integrated into any other basic regular texture.

"I've just been here for a long time, and I'm very friendly to everything outside. You were involved in that matter."

"Let's try it and see if it works the other way around."

A few breaths ago.

"The Shi family has no old grudges with Yuan Li. He wants to be more careful with me."

It was a large town, with complex and weak formation restrictions carved under the city walls.

Fellow Daoist Xiao looked at the burly woman and said with a smile.

…

And now.

"It's better to improve the Chaos True Skill and use that skill to achieve the purpose of integrating witchcraft into martial arts."

Among them, none of them was Shi Tianyun, who was also a member of Yuanli.

In the bathtub, Daoyou Xiao's face was changing wildly among several colors, red, yellow, green, blue and white.

Hearty laughter came from the small hall, and a woman wearing a light blue shirt walked out with a smile.

The breeze blew by, and Fellow Daoist Xiao's figure disappeared into the dark void.

in the space of consciousness.

Fellow Daoist Xiao shook his head slightly.

Just as Zhai Xiangruo took out his identity token and planned to ask the monk on duty to retreat and report, he heard a strange voice next to his ears.

Following Wu Meng, they came to a small hall.

"Martial arts divine patterns and magic patterns are different branches of the same rule system, and witch patterns have nothing in common with these two."

My strength is still wrong, I haven't opened the Jingyuan Shenzang yet, and I am a monk in the early stage of the Shenzang.

"I've met fellow Taoist Mo."

Some verbal arguments have hurt me in the slightest, so I need to pay attention to them.

Shi Tianyun looked bright and secretly transmitted the message.

When Qiong Yun saw Fellow Daoist Xiao, he saw that it was the Zhai Xiangruo pattern that Fellow Daoist Xiao had condensed.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That's bad, stop talking nonsense."

I also saw that the young man's true age was revealed through the use of his clairvoyance, which allowed him to sense his energy and spirit and vaguely perceive the young man's exact age.

The majestic chaotic energy poured into his body under Lin Zheyu's control.
To be continued...