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Chapter 320 Five Realms Prison (1)

"Why!"

Although he had predicted it before the experiment, when Meng Zhou saw the golden armored spirit insect actually exploding in front of him and died, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

After this failed experiment, Meng Zhou did not continue any new attempts.

Through his personal experience, Meng Zhou already knew that the assimilation ability of his soul pool was a complete "bullying" and "invasion" to other life forms.

It will encounter the most violent resistance from the instinct of the living body.

Even if the life form to be assimilated has been completely tamed by himself, life and death are completely within his own thoughts, and there will be no change at all.

This is the instinct of life.

It is probably the only kind of living poison that is made through special techniques. It is debatable whether it is a living body. According to the prevailing standards, it can only be regarded as a "half-living body" at best.

This is an almost ironclad rule.

After understanding this, within a short period of time, Meng Zhou no longer thought more about the assimilation ability of this soul pool.

"This iron law is not absolute."

"What seems to be an impassable road now may turn into a small ditch or hurdle that can be easily crossed when it reaches a new level in the future."

Although he temporarily encountered an "iron wall", Meng Zhou was not impatient at all and could view the current obstacles with a very calm attitude.



On the tenth day of June, late at night.

Cultivation progress +600, seventh level of elixir formation 2450/10,000;

Hanhai Mingyue Real Picture Experience +080,000, small success 240,000/40,000.

During this retreat, the True Picture of the Bright Moon in the Vast Sea completed the accumulation of the initial state of achievement and advanced to the minor level.

Meng Zhou also gained more experience and insights, and this new method became more and more perfect.

After digesting the gains from this retreat, Meng Zhou turned his attention to the group of golden-armored spirit insects that had been silent in the spirit gourd space for seven or eight years.

——At this moment, the twelve regiments of the third-order middle-grade divine soul clones have "controlled" the twelve Taisui bodies at the peak level of the third-order middle-grade, and dispersed carrying twelve third-order high-grade native living poison flying swords.

The other four domains.

The reason why they were all dispatched to the other four regions was that none of them were left in the Qingxuan Region.

This is because Meng Zhou considered that with him in charge of the Qingxuan Territory, it would be very convenient to do anything. With his ability, such additional help is dispensable, not even the "icing on the cake".

But for the other four domains, this is a super boost that provides help in times of need.

Meng Zhou naturally put these powers into the past.



As Meng Zhou's attention shifted to these five thousand golden armored spirit insects - to be more precise, it was four thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, because one of them self-destructed in a recent experiment.

The golden-armored insect swarm that had been dormant for many years quickly woke up.

Since his cultivation broke through the fifth level of pill formation, Meng Zhou fed them all the essence and blood of his heart that had been warmed and cultivated for many years in the spirit gourd space.

Let them go from the peak level of the third-order low-grade to the peak level of the third-order mid-grade in a very short period of time - the insect swarm is still the same insect swarm, but the specific golden-armored spirit insect individuals have been changed for many generations in this process.

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Now, these golden-armored spirit insects are waking up again after seven or eight years of slumber.

Long-term hunger not only did not make them weak, but instead exuded a sharp and fierce power that can only be obtained after repeated tempering.

And in the same spirit gourd space, not far from where these golden-armored spirit insects were sleeping, the heart essence and blood that had been almost exhausted, after seven or eight years of accumulation, once again had an astonishing reserve.

"It's time to take it a step further."

With this thought in his mind, Meng Zhou took out a large ball of heart essence and blood and sprinkled it evenly on the flowing golden "cloud" in the void in front of him.

Without consuming too much energy and blood, these golden-armored spirit insects passed the third-level mid-level to third-level high-level levels one after another.

The golden-armored spirit insect that broke through first became larger in size, and the golden armor covering its body became more pure. Then the spirit insect shrank in size, and the color of the golden armor was no longer bright and eye-catching, but became darker and darker.

The slowly flowing golden "clouds" floating in the void in front of me also appeared to be changing.

Sometimes it expands, sometimes it shrinks.

Sometimes the golden light is bright, sometimes the light is dim.

When the collective transformation ended, the "clouds" flowing in the sky became much smaller, and the brilliance became much dimmer.

"Xiayun" has become smaller, not only because the individuals of the golden armored spirit insects have become smaller, but also because their numbers have dropped sharply.

Not all golden-armored spirit insects have crossed the threshold from third-level mid-level to third-level high-level.

Only a small half have truly crossed this threshold.

As for the other "big half", they have all become stepping stones for the "little half" to cross the threshold.

These are all "fire seeds" carefully selected by Meng Zhou.

After these golden-armored spirit insects complete a critical step, the real cultivation begins.

Yes, this is not the end, but the beginning.

Half a year later, at the end of December.

After Meng Zhou consumed all the blood and essence he had accumulated for seven or eight years, the golden beetle swarm had gone through several generations and updates.

The individual quality of each golden armored spirit insect has also been significantly improved.

Because most of the accumulated heart essence and blood were accumulated by Meng Zhou in the middle stage of pill formation.

For the golden-armored spirit insects that have reached the third level of high-grade, the help is also much smaller. In addition, the further you go, the more difficult it becomes with each step.

Because of these reasons, although the individual strength of the Golden Armored Spirit Insect has improved, it is still far away from the peak of the third level.

It was precisely because he understood this that Meng Zhou did not put too much effort into improving the individual "qualitative" of the Golden Armored Spirit Insect, but instead invested more in the "quantitative" increase.

While the strength of individual spiritual insects increased by leaps and bounds, their numbers increased instead of decreasing, and the size of the insect swarm reached a terrifying six thousand.

Meng Zhou looked at the much darker golden "Xia Yun" in the sky, and assessed in his mind that in terms of individual strength, it was comparable to an eighth-level Dan-forming monk.

But if the ancestors of the five sects were caught in such a "Xia Yun" composed of 6,000 animals, they would basically end up with no bones left.

"This is invincible."

Meng Zhou's practice has always been "centered on me" and he has never deliberately done anything against the monks at the level of the ancestors of the five sects.

As he walked, Meng Zhou suddenly discovered that all the figures who were walking in front of him had been left behind him without even realizing it.

For a moment, Meng Zhou was not happy, but felt a sense of loss.

Ahead, within the visual range, there was no trace of a fellow traveler.

Meng Zhou knew that it wasn't really "no one in front", it was just that he couldn't see it.

It was also at this moment that Meng Zhou had never felt so clearly -

The five realms are prisons. ()


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