Deep in the ancient battlefield, on a slope outside the silver mist valley, seven demons stood beside several space cracks, surrounded by strong space power and devilish energy.
"You mean, Yelan was swallowed by the crack in space?"
The speaker was a slightly short demon man. There were light black bone spurs on the bone joints of his body. His whole body was exuding Nascent Soul level fluctuations. His breath was a little unstable, as if he had just made a breakthrough.
"Lord Ye Ning, three months ago, my subordinate and Ye Lan were using secret techniques to try to control an eighth-level one-horned demonic cow."
"Unexpectedly, under the surge of magic power, the nearby space crack suddenly changed, and strong space power surged out, sucking her in. If the subordinates were not far away, I am afraid..."
The scales between Ye Ning's brows wrinkled, and she couldn't help but think of the scene where Black Wind was swept away by the power of space when he broke through the Demon General, exactly three months ago.
"It seems that the hidden restrictions set up by the Yiyuan Sect have triggered turbulence in space. Damn it, if Black Wind is still there, we will have two demon generals, and we will be more sure."
The six demons around him listened to Ye Ning's complaints and did not dare to speak quietly. The hierarchy within the demons was very strict. Although the seventh-level demon soldiers and the eighth-level demon generals were only one level apart, their status was extremely high.
Different places.
Ye Ning was silent for a while and said in a deep voice: "In half a month, the immortal cultivators from outside will come in. Let's seize the time to set up the formation."
"You guys release all the captured monsters and have a look."
"yes."
Several demon bracelets flashed, and eight or nine weird demonic beasts appeared on the ground, including a black-armored demonic bull with a single horn, a tiger-shaped demonic beast covered in bone spurs, and a demonic bird with two heads.
These monsters actually exude an aura of level eight or above. The demon tiger with bone spurs has even reached level nine, which is equivalent to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. It was somehow captured by those demons who only had the cultivation of Dan.
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Seeing this, Ye Ning's tense expression relaxed a lot.
"Very good. The number of monsters exceeds expectations. Using the five weakest ones to sacrifice is enough to communicate with the Holy World."
"As you command!"
Then a few of them took out pieces of materials that exuded a strong demonic aura, plus their own blood, and arranged them on the ground.
Gradually, a strange formation fell on the slope. There were five holes around it, and unconscious level 8 monsters were placed inside. Purple-black blood grooves were connected to the formation in the middle.
The magic patterns in the magic circle are extremely weird. They don't look like the runes of a cultivator. They seem to be some kind of special totem, or a kind of hieroglyphics, with curved blood grooves interlaced in the middle.
Seeing the magic circle completed, Ye Ning, the demon general, took a deep breath, with a bit of fanaticism flashing in his eyes, and walked to the center of the magic circle and sat down cross-legged.
"The sacrifice circle begins!"
Several magic soldiers stood around. When they heard these words, all the magic power in their bodies surged. The magic light surged in their hands, and they hit rune marks on the magic beasts.
And deep within the bodies of these monsters, waves of cruelty surged out, echoing with the magic light runes, producing a special energy, and then the bodies of the five huge monsters gradually softened and turned into purple-black.
of blood.
They flowed to the middle array, filling the blood tank in the array.
At this time, Ye Ning raised his hands, the bone spurs on them flashed with black light, and inserted them into the center of the magic circle under him, injecting a special energy different from magic power into it.
The totem runes within the formation all lit up, and strange fluctuations filled the air.
A large amount of blue space power surged out from the surrounding space cracks. They were mixed with pure demonic energy, shrouding the entire magic circle in a purple mist.
The next moment, a terrifying and brutal aura, with the majesty of a king, filled the air. Feeling this aura, the surrounding demon soldiers all fell to the ground with a plop, and their bodies trembled unconsciously.
Gradually, the purple mist slowly dissipated, the distorted air calmed down, revealing the figure inside.
At this time, Ye Ning experienced some changes. His short body became much taller, his bone spurs seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, becoming thicker and longer, and his pupils turned dark purple.
Although the magic power is still at the early stage of Nascent Soul, an extremely brutal aura is rolling inside his body, black halos gather around him, and an astonishing coercion spreads in all directions.
"Welcome the Demon King!"
"Welcome the Demon King!"
The surrounding demon soldiers felt this aura, and their bodies lying on the ground trembled unconsciously. They all spoke respectfully, with a tone that was both awe and excitement.
"Ye Ning" looked around and snorted: "What a bunch of rubbish. There are hundreds of demon soldiers, and only one guy has broken through to the demon general. It's a waste of resources."
When the six demon soldiers below heard this, they all did not dare to say anything, and their bodies trembled more and more violently.
"There's still half a month left. There's barely enough time. You can follow me to set up the nightmare formation."
"Yes, sir!"
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In the northeastern region of Broken Kingdom, in the Arctic Mountains.
Fairy Beihan stood quietly at the entrance of an ice cave. At her feet lay a cheetah covered in blue-black scales. This beast had no wounds on its body, but it had lost its breath of life.
Liu Jinyuan squatted next to it, carefully inspecting the cheetah, while the twin sisters were in the ice cave, collecting materials inside.
The space cracks in the Arctic Mountain are very special. Pure demonic energy overflows from the bottom of the mountain, and rich spiritual energy from the top of the mountain. Coupled with the extremely cold temperature, many ice-attribute materials are nurtured here.
Six hundred years ago, Fairy Beihan entered the inner space. Although the accompanying formation master was outside the mountain, he had been studying the method of breaking the formation. It was equivalent to the resources of the Arctic Mountains that had been stored for eleven hundred years.
In addition to some special herbal materials, many monsters have also cultivated to extremely high levels.
"Master, this should be a level nine snow crystal leopard, but for some reason, the demon elixir in his body has mutated, and his mind is also a little confused."
Fairy Beihan said calmly: "It has been infiltrated by demonic energy. It has not yet transformed at the ninth level. It has even lost its bloodline memory. It can no longer be regarded as a creature in the world of immortality."
Liu Jinyuan heard this and sighed: "Since the ancient war between the demons, the strength of the immortal world has been declining. According to the records of our sect, no immortal cultivator has entered the upper world for 70,000 years..."
Three months later, Fairy Beihan's injuries have improved a lot and she can move around, but her meridians have not yet fully recovered.
She took a few steps forward, looked at the purple magic mist under the cliff, and said slowly: "The realm of spiritual transformation of immortal cultivators relies too much on vitality. Mixed spiritual energy cannot advance to the level of divine transformation."
At this point, she narrowed her eyes and said: "This makes Lu Kun even more terrifying. Not only does he have the power of the orthodox spirit to transform into a spirit, he can even activate the devil's energy. I don't know how he does it with his body training techniques.
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Liu Jinyuan put away the body of the demon leopard on the ground, carefully looked at Fairy Beihan and said, "Master, do you still think about the exercises in the Body Refining Pavilion?"
Fairy Beihan shook her head and said: "I am not Lu Kun's opponent, and there is no point in thinking about it. However, according to the style of the Great Zhou sect, I am definitely not willing to give up this kind of technique."
"The Body Refining Pavilion was born a hundred years ago. Those old monsters did not take action because of the threat of the ancient battlefield demon king. But if we wait for the end of the Broken Kingdom, that may not be the case."
Liu Jinyuan asked curiously: "Master, what do you mean by Master Zhou's transformation of gods to take action against Pavilion Master Lu? But their cultivation and magical powers are not stronger than Master Lu's, so how can they be the opponent of Pavilion Master Lu?"
Fairy Beihan snorted coldly and said: "The power of the orthodox gods is indeed powerful, but three pseudo-gods working together are enough to fight against it. According to your information, there are at least five pseudo-gods in Dazhou now.
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"Unless there is a second god in the Body Refining Pavilion, it will be the same as the Soul King Buddha back then, and he will have to... Hey, what's wrong?"
At this moment, the Arctic Mountain under everyone's feet suddenly shook violently, a large number of snowflakes broke apart, and a rumbling sound echoed throughout the mountain range.
"Earthquake? No, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth!"
Fairy Beihan suddenly raised her head. The white mist-like spiritual energy in the sky was rolling like huge waves in the sea. Countless white halo balls surged out of it. The terrifying pressure of vitality spread downwards, coupled with the surrounding rumblings.
There was a loud boom, as if the earth was shattering.
Liu Jinyuan and the twin sisters got together immediately. They took out the magic weapon, but because the magic power was suppressed by the vitality, the shields outside the three people's bodies flickered, and they couldn't help but look at their master for help.
Fairy Beihan looked blankly at the energy halo balls around her, and found that they were like snowflakes, hitting the Arctic rocks, trying to blend inward.
"It seems that there is a terrible force erupting inside the Arctic Mountain, and even passing through the restriction, stimulating the vitality of heaven and earth outside the mountain."
"Is Lu Kun trying to break the restrictions in the cave there? Is the power of the orthodox soul so terrifying?"
"wrong!"
Fairy Beihan's face turned pale, and she suddenly felt the soul inside her body trembling. The coldness inside seemed to be out of control, fluctuating, and the true essence was even more agitated.
When Liu Jinyuan and the other two were at close range, they were directly knocked into the ice cave by the burst of true energy waves, and the mana shield outside their bodies collapsed.
"Master! Stop quickly, Master!"
Liu Jinyuan kept shouting with his magic power, and then he realized that something was wrong with Fairy Beihan's expression. He gritted his teeth, and an ice-blue crystal ball appeared in his hand. A blue halo instantly enveloped the three of them, turning it into a hard
Extremely cold.
But even so, under the pressure of the violent real energy and the surrounding energy, cracks soon appeared on the ice.
Fairy Beihan didn't seem to hear her disciple's cry. She tried her best to suppress the out-of-control Yuan Shen in her body. Her face turned pale and her eyes were full of disbelief.
"What's going on? Isn't the vitality of heaven and earth inside the Arctic Mountain being refined by my soul? Why is it tending to disintegrate!"
"Can the vitality integrated into the will be separated again?"