Eight hundred and seventeenth chapter magic pattern exquisite flower
"Strange, what is this kid doing?"
"Is he planning to refine this demonic energy?"
In the void, two of the powerful Saint Kings who were secretly paying attention to everyone were staring at Chen Ling and frowning slightly.
"It's not too difficult to refine demonic energy with his strength, but the demonic energy in these demonized beasts is of much higher quality than the demonic energy floating outside."
"Yes, the demonized beast has been corroded by the demonic energy for countless years. It has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, far beyond the demonic energy in the air. Even he may not be able to control himself if he absorbs a large amount of demonic energy."
"The weird thing is what does he want to do?"
The two holy kings were puzzled.
However, he was paying more and more attention to Chen Ling's every move.
"This demonic energy is the food of immortal power, that's enough." Chen Ling no longer thought about those questions, this fact already made him excited.
Being able to increase your immortal power without having to suffer that kind of pain is naturally an excellent choice.
Immediately, he squatted next to the corpse and inhaled all the demonic energy on the bones into his body.
When the absorption and refining is completed, the immortal power is already half the size of an egg.
"There is so much demonic energy here, it is a great place to practice immortal power." Looking up at the gray layer of demonic energy in the sky, he couldn't help but lick his lips.
Whoosh!
He flew up, opened his mouth and inhaled, and a ball of demonic energy flew in, turning into a black arrow of air and entering his mouth.
The demonic energy went straight into the Dantian, and the immortal power immediately pounced on him like a hungry beast.
"Um?"
The speed of refining was unexpected, but after refining, there was no growth.
"How could this happen?" Chen Ling was confused.
He did not believe in evil and sucked in a few more demonic auras again, which were even larger than the first ones, but his magical power remained unchanged.
"The demonic energy on the bones of the monster beast can increase the immortal power, but the demonic energy in the air cannot...it's strange." Chen Ling was confused.
They all have the same demonic energy, is there any difference?
After hesitating for a moment, he gathered his thoughts and stepped deep into the mountains.
Not long after, a holy high-level monster died under his hands.
This time, he absorbed the demonic energy from the monster entity, and after being swallowed and refined by the immortal power, his immortal power increased again.
Chen Ling once again absorbed the demonic energy in the air, but his immortal power remained unchanged.
"Although I don't know why, it seems that only the demonic energy of these demonized monsters can be used as food for immortal power. Maybe they are both demonic, but they have become different after being trained by the demonized monsters."
Chen Ling secretly guessed.
However, even without the demonic energy in the air, there are still a large number of demonized monsters here.
He unfolded his spiritual thoughts and began to search for the demonized monsters.
There are many demonic beasts in the mountains.
They have no sanity and only know how to kill, even kill each other.
After thousands of years of being eroded by demonic energy, their ferocity is far beyond comparison with external monsters, and their combat effectiveness is also astonishing.
The day passes quickly.
Chen Ling didn't kill too many people.
He didn't kill a monster, but he also had to absorb demonic energy to increase his immortal power, so his speed naturally slowed down.
But seeing the rapid growth of immortal power is even more satisfying than killing countless monsters.
After all, Xianli is currently his biggest trump card.
The two holy kings who had been paying attention to Chen Ling above were completely confused.
They couldn't figure out what Chen Ling wanted to do by absorbing the demonic energy?
And he didn't miss any of them, the demonic energy in the air was ignored by him.
Absorbing too much demonic energy can easily erode the will, and it is not difficult for a warrior to be demonized.
Therefore, the two worried people reported the situation to the Human Saint King and the Earth Saint King.
These two holy kings are also inconceivable and cannot understand.
However, after paying close attention to Chen Ling for a long time, there was no trace of being affected at all, and the worries in the hearts of the Earth Saint King and the Human Saint King slowly faded away.
Chen Ling had no idea about all this.
He was completely immersed in the excitement of a substantial increase in his immortal power.
to the second day.
The immortal power in Dantian has almost reached the size of a baby's fist.
It will at least allow him to use his magical power to attack dozens of times.
However, as his immortal power grew, his worries gradually emerged.
If the immortal power reaches a certain level, will it affect the true energy?
After all, the Immortal Power from the Holy Tomb and the True Qi are two completely different powers.
Moreover, the terrifying movement caused by the previous contact between Zhenqi and Xianli really made him palpitate.
If it reaches that point, the two forces may explode in an instant.
At that time, he was the one who suffered.
"According to the current level, even if the immortal power is increased dozens of times, it will not be enough to affect the true energy." Looking at the distribution of power in Dantian, Chen Ling thought secretly.
The spirit of the black whale occupies a part, the true energy occupies a huge part, and the rest is the immortal power.
The spirit of the black whale has no influence, only the true energy and immortal power are left.
"Stop practicing your immortal power when you are about to reach a certain level."
"After all, true energy is the main practice."
Taking a deep breath, Chen Ling looked forward. He was almost out of the mountains.
It's getting dark and it will be the third day soon.
At night.
The sky was as dark as ink, so dark that no one could see his fingers.
However, it has no effect on the warrior's senses.
Chen Ling walked forward in the darkness.
One after another, monsters appear one after another in the perception.
He was like a ghost in the darkness, killing monsters wherever he passed.
The next day, the sky turned bright.
Chen Ling looked up and found that the demonic energy in the sky was getting darker.
"It seems that the strong men in the clan are cleaning up the demonic energy here." Chen Ling said secretly.
Roar! Roar!
Suddenly, a violent roar came from the distance. Chen Ling perked up and looked intently, his brows raised involuntarily.
"With such a strong demonic energy, this movement looks like many monsters are fighting. Could it be that there are some spiritual beings?"
As soon as he thought of this, Chen Ling's eyes lit up and he quickly passed by.
About a dozen breaths later, he saw a mountain stream with strong demonic energy rolling around, turning into all kinds of ferocious illusory shadows, almost completely submerging the top of the mountain stream, making it impossible to see through with the naked eye.
Rolling demonic energy surged out from inside the mountain stream, majestic and boundless, with bursts of violent roars and roars.
"Good guy, among the dozen or so demonized beasts, there are actually some who have attained the holy and perfect state."
Sensing the situation in the mountain stream, Chen Ling was secretly shocked.
Divine thoughts cover it carefully.
Soon, Chen Ling saw the source of all this.
It was clearly a sacred tree.
A magic tree as dark as ink. The magic tree is about ten feet tall. The branches are forked. At the end of the branches, there are blooming ink flowers. Circles of black patterns are printed on the flowers.
, it’s really weird.
"Hiss, this is..."
Chen Ling couldn't help but take a breath after taking a closer look at the magic tree flowers.
"The exquisite flower with sacred patterns."
"The ultimate holy object, the innate holy pattern, the exquisite flower, has been completely demonized, and all the essence contained has turned into demonic power."
"Now I'm afraid I have to call it the Magic Pattern Exquisite Flower, damn it."
Chen Ling was horrified and cursed secretly.
This is an extremely sacred object that is more precious than a thousand-year-old sycamore tree, but it has been completely eroded by demonic energy and can only be useful to those warriors who practice demonic techniques.
For others, it is no less than poison, containing terrifying power and power that even the most holy and powerful people cannot resist and are instantly demonized. (To be continued)