A squirming sound came out, and Chen Ling felt that the pain suddenly increased a hundred times, blasting through his nerves into his soul.
He couldn't help but scream.
Pain, pain to the bone marrow, pain to the depths of the soul.
It hurts so much that it makes you want to die.
However, after the severe pain, Chen Ling was pleasantly surprised to find that his body suddenly turned into a sponge, with flesh and bones absorbing the power of the demonic flame while squirming, merging with the air flow generated by the realization of immortality.
When the two merge, a terrifying vitality suddenly breaks out.
Chichi~~
The flesh and blood wriggled more violently, and every cell was reorganized thousands of times in an instant.
Pieces of flesh and blood generate powerful strength and grow and recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This is the power that will last forever. The demonic flames serve as calamities to temper my body."
Chen Ling was overjoyed.
At this moment, the pain seemed insignificant.
He continued to meditate.
This is top-level Taoism, and he has just crossed the threshold now.
The demonic flames surged, clinging to the body and still destroying it, but this power of destruction became a source of nourishment that would last forever.
A stream of air flow continued to emerge, gradually spreading into the body, limbs and bones.
The stronger the power of the roasting, the more his body absorbs.
Bone fragments reorganize and condense, and flesh and blood cohere.
In about half a quarter of an hour, Chen Ling had recovered as before.
Boom! Boom!
The demonic flames rolled, turning into black dragons, ink snakes, and all kinds of strange shapes, fiercely bombarding Chen Ling's body.
His feet were rooted in the ground, and his figure was as shocking as a mountain, motionless.
The terrifying bombardment made him groan.
To the naked eye, the flesh and blood on the skin was squirming violently. With each squirm, a large amount of magic flame was absorbed and fused with the airflow. The fused power was like a giant hammer, severely tempering his body.
"Not dead yet?"
In the void, the demonic cloud squirmed violently, and a horrified sound came from the ruins.
It's almost a quarter of an hour, let alone the peak of the Golden Immortal, even the Immortal King is almost finished now.
Xu suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
Could it be that he could even withstand Moyang's tombfire?
"Wait a minute, the Taoist technique of immortality, is it possible that he is practicing the Taoism of immortality in there?" At this thought, Xu was trembling all over.
"Damn, damn, no way."
The immortals watched silently as the demonic flames rolled.
"Have you noticed that the demonic flame seems to be decreasing?" Someone suddenly muttered in a low voice.
The expressions of all the immortals were shocked.
"Reduction? Impossible."
Someone rubbed their eyes and looked at it for a long time, dumbfounded: "It seems to be really decreasing."
"It's been a quarter of an hour, and there's been no movement inside. Could it be that Chen Ling is dead?"
"I'm afraid it's going to be very bad. Not even the Immortal King can hold back Mo Yang's tomb fire."
Boom!
Thunder roared and roared wildly in the void.
A large area of Demon Yang Tomb Fire turned into flaming snakes, suddenly shrank, and turned into a layer of magic flame light.
"How is this going?"
The sudden movement caused many immortals to retreat with lingering fear, fearing that something strange would happen and be affected.
"Could it be..." Xu Fengyan swallowed and stared at the demonic flames, an incredible thought welling up deep in his heart.
The magic flame shrinks very quickly and disappears rapidly as it shrinks.
When the magic flame disappeared until a figure was revealed, everyone held their breath.
Everyone clearly saw that the demonic flames penetrated into Chen Ling's body. His body was intact and there was no change under the demonic flames.
"He is absorbing Moyang's Tomb Fire..." One person trembled with his lips, watching the scene where the flames penetrated into Chen Ling's body and was still safe, his soul almost exploded.
Is that human being?
"Sure enough, he is a pervert. I am afraid he is practicing the Taoist technique of immortality. This Taoist technique is the method of cultivating the immortal body." Xu Fengyan suddenly realized, his face full of shock.
The top level of Taoism, being able to learn it so quickly is beyond words.
The ruins in the void, the mad trembling of Qi, and the demonic cloud seemed to collapse.
"Mo Yang's tomb fire has become the nourishment for him to cultivate immortality. Chen Ling, you have reached such a terrifying point."
Xu's mind is crazy.
After a long time, he suddenly calmed down.
"It's very difficult to kill him now. The outburst of will to kill has not killed him. Relying on the inner demon, it is difficult to succeed when he is on guard."
"At this point, we can only destroy the last Taoist technique, the God-Swallowing Fist."
The demonic cloud changed and turned into Xu's face. His face was twisted and his eyes were as sinister as an animal.
"Emperor Shenwu, even if you calculate everything, I will never die."
Whoosh!
The ruins disappeared into thin air.
On the ground, all the Demon Sun's tomb fire was integrated into Chen Ling's body.
The naked body made all the immortals tremble.
A golden-iron-like luster bloomed from the skin, exuding a violent power of destruction.
That physical body seemed indestructible.
"Ahem, this picture is so eye-catching." Xu Fengyan's face twitched, then his fingertips moved, and a light curtain appeared out of thin air, imprinting this scene into it.
"Brother Xu, are you still as good as Long Yang?" The young man next to him suddenly stepped back and stared at Xu Fengyan warily.
"Get lost." Xu Fengyan slapped his face and said angrily: "I'm not as dirty as you think."
"Then you..." The vigilance on the young man's face did not diminish at all.
"In the future, when this guy becomes a powerful person, I might be able to exchange this for some good things." Xu Fengyan said through gritted teeth.
"Fuck."
The young man felt as if he was struck by lightning. The next moment, he imitated his example.
Xu Fengyan's mouth trembled.
This guy.
Whoosh!
Chen Ling suddenly opened his eyes and put on his clothes immediately.
He glanced at the immortals and immediately focused on him.
An introduction to the Taoist art of immortality.
The power of the Demon Yang Tomb Fire was even stronger than the three tribulations of wind, fire and thunder, allowing him to directly step into the immortal body that would be immortal for all tribulations.
The physical body is completely transformed, containing violent power.
That kind of power can break the void with one punch.
The power of the immortal body alone can kill the peak golden immortal.
Chen Ling took a knife, imbued it with immortal power, and slashed it on the arm.
Bang!
The skin squirmed, sparks flew everywhere, and there were not even a trace of marks.
"As expected of the tenth ranked immortal body."
At that moment, the squirming flesh and skin removed all the power from the knife.
Not only Chen Ling, but all the immortals watching took a deep breath.
Everyone saw the sword clearly, imbued it with immortal power, and slashed it down hard.
Unscathed.
This immortal body is simply abnormal.
"By causing wind, fire and thunder to be tempered again, the immortal body should be able to reach a higher level." Chen Ling's eyes flashed, and he ignored everyone and sat down cross-legged.
"What is he going to do?" Everyone wondered.
Chen Ling looked up at the sky, enlightened with his soul, and made decisions with his hands.
Everything in heaven and earth has its own way. The three tribulations of wind, fire and thunder are the basis for the cultivation of Taoism that will last forever. There is a set of matching seals to trigger the three tribulations of wind, fire and thunder in heaven and earth.
"wind."
The dense seals melted into an invisible air current that squirmed at his fingertips. Chen Ling suddenly raised his hand and shook, and the air current shot straight into the sky.
Amidst the low shout, the sky shook.
The wind and clouds are surging. (To be continued)