white head demon

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"It's inexplicable, how did I become the leader?"

Fang Cun murmured in his heart, revealing a subtly complacent smile: "Domineering spirit?"

It was also at this time that two rows of white lanterns floated outside the hall, and that will also came to the front of the hall. Seeing these people who entered the hall, they had already sat down on their own initiative, and felt a little bit emotional about the high quality of this group of people. Then a faint voice sounded: "Feel the true meaning, find your own origin, and you can leave when you awaken your true self, or... get the good fortune to enter the God of Refining Abyss..."

His voice was extremely quiet and faint, and slowly disappeared.

Also at this time, the palace door behind Fang Cun and the others quietly closed.

"So simple?"

Fang Cun thought in his heart, and Xin Nian saw the painting in front of him.

It seems that I need to figure out what is in this painting...

At this time, others, sooner or later, have already entered meditation.

Sensing their actions, Fang Cun first stared at the portrait earnestly, as if his spiritual consciousness was about to flow into it, to communicate with it, and then slowly closed his eyes, but the spiritual consciousness flew from his forehead, still interacting with that portrait. Blurred portraits linked together.

Some of them entered the samadhi quickly, and they could clearly feel that the devilish energy on their body was constantly growing...

"In my opinion, they are growing demonic energy..."

"But if they look at it from their own perspective, I'm afraid they will only feel that their cultivation is soaring..."

"..."

Fang Cun grasped the key point and made plans in his heart.

Every breath, this devilish energy grows stronger, I'm afraid it can't compare to ordinary people's painstaking practice for a month!

In other words, when these people came here, even if they only stayed for a day, the increase in their cultivation would be terrifying.

No wonder they feel that this is good fortune...

"It's just that the cultivation base cannot be obtained out of thin air..."

Fang Cun looked up at the blurred portrait, and felt that there seemed to be some kind of will in the demon body he cultivated, hoping that he would quickly separate his consciousness, sense the artistic conception in the portrait, and at the same time, respond to something. Come into your own body.

"So, this is actually... transmission?"

"..."

There are only a few ways for a Qi refiner to cultivate and increase his mana.

One is exhaling breath, one is swallowing pills and taking medicine, and the other is reading to nourish one's energy, or getting a master to pass on.

Several other methods are slow to enter the country.

Even if you swallow pills and take medicine, you have to refine the pills yourself and improve them little by little.

Therefore, there is only one last method left to make one's cultivation grow so fast, and that is transfer!

Incorporate other people's cultivation base into your own body!

The only problem is that, now, the person who passed on the magic power is not a serious thing...

Chapter 483 I'm here and I want to go

"No matter what, others have already started passing on transmissions. It's not good for me to sit like this..."

Fang Cun had roughly figured out the secrets of the portraits on the wall in this demon palace, but he still felt that there seemed to be some things that he hadn't figured out, so he thought about it a little, and decided to try to understand it himself.He had already considered it carefully in his heart. Anyway, he is now practicing this method, which is a demon body transformed with innate energy, which can be cut off at any time.

Therefore, the danger of others accepting this kind of transmission actually does not exist for me.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he followed the example of others, gradually calmed down, and quietly watched the portrait on the wall.

At first glance, I just feel blurred.

But gradually, in Fang Cun's eyes, the portrait on the wall became more and more clear, as if there were countless shadows, gradually overlapping, and finally re-outlined, turning into a complete portrait.The portrait in front of Fang Cun can already be seen clearly. It is a shadow in the shape of a human, performing a demon dance, but there is a vertical eye on the forehead and two horns on the top of the head.

He stood on one leg, his eyes widened, and he roared to the sky, as if he had soaring resentment.

Even if it was Fangcun at this time, after taking a look, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

There is a feeling that this resentment has dissipated mana. Although it is only for a moment, it can also explain the problem. After all, now my foundation is No. 1 under the fairyland, which is far stronger than ordinary people. If he was slightly impacted, if any outsider came over, wouldn't he be directly impacted by the soaring resentment, making him dizzy and unable to hold on?

If you want to win, how can there be a better chance than this?

"However, to waste such a great painstaking effort, is it really as simple as seizing the house?"

Fang Cun frowned slightly, and decided to observe for a while longer.

While thinking in his heart, he continued to cast his consciousness towards the horned figure and continued to feel it.

Soon, Fang Cun felt that there seemed to be a faint connection between himself and the portrait of the bull horn. He seemed to be directly overlapping with the portrait to a certain extent. At the same time, there was a thread in the portrait Strands of devilish energy surged towards him through the overlapping parts, and the strands were miraculously fused together with his mana, making it indistinguishable from each other.

It's just that it's just inseparable from his demon body.

And the demon body refined by Fang Cun is actually only about the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul's initial stage.

However, after accepting the devilish energy, the magic power and even the consciousness of the devil body gradually grew gradually. This speed surprised even Fang Cun. I have borrowed the merits and virtues of the heavens to cultivate myself.

"Use the demonic energy in this statue to strengthen my demonic body, so..."

Fang Cun thought about it slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "It seems that I made money?"

With the idea of ​​finding out, he simply let it go, allowing the demon body to fuse with it.

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At this time, in the entire hall, everyone sat quietly cross-legged in front of the wall, feeling the increase of the devilish energy.

Each of them seemed to be working hard, earnest, and eager.

Judging from their expressions alone, they are like a group of extremely greedy people. They just want to use all of this to enter the Demon Palace, get more magic energy transmission, and grow more cultivation bases. What they care about most now should be themselves How much transmission can be obtained at most...

Only the size is different, his expression is very relaxed at this moment.

Now, what he considers is not how much speed he can get at most...

...but how much magic energy is there!

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Gradually, the demon energy increased rapidly, and the cultivation of the square inch demon body was also improving.

From the initial stage of Nascent Soul, in less than half an hour, it has been faintly promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

It must be known that the Nascent Soul Realm is already the first realm under the Immortal Realm, and it is extremely difficult to improve every single bit. How many people in the Nascent Soul Middle Realm regard raising their cultivation base to the Nascent Soul Upper Realm as the only goal for countless reincarnations in this reincarnation, but in the end they couldn't achieve their wish...

But in this demon palace, it took less than half an hour to reach it?

Yoyo sighed.

At this time, Fang Cun already understood how the obsession in these people came about...

However, when he became more and more relaxed, the paintings on the wall were not so easy.

The speed of other people's transmission of magic energy is not fast because of their own will and their respective cultivation bases, etc., but Fang Cun has completely let go of the resistance of his will now, and his demon body is also his own. It was fabricated with innate qi. When the innate qi is mana, the mana is extremely pure, and when it is transformed into devil qi, the devil qi is also extremely pure.

This also led to Fang Cun's speed of receiving the transfer of magic energy to become faster and faster.

It was fast from the beginning, but in the end, it was like a huge vortex appeared, devouring it desperately.

And the portrait on the wall only became clear at first.

Later, when his consciousness merged, he began to become alive, as if he was about to walk down from the wall and merge with the square-inch demon body. With that fierce appearance and mysterious and sinister expression, he was like a demon god, aloof. , Looking down on all beings.

But gradually, his expression couldn't hold back anymore.

This magic energy was swallowed up too quickly.

The ferocious expression gradually became a little confused.

After a while, he was no longer confused, but feeling a little scared.

After a while, when it found that his devilish energy was surging and being swallowed up, he... panicked!

From Fangcun's angle of view, one can see that his face suddenly changed drastically, and then he began to pull back his devilish energy desperately, and even moved his hands and feet, as if he wanted to cut off the connection between himself and Fangcun. It looks a little funny.

"Do you still want to go?"

But at this moment, Fang Cun suddenly opened his eyes.

He smiled at the golem, said something secretly in his heart, and then his consciousness turned into a big hand and grabbed it.

With a "huh", the golem was directly grabbed by his head and pulled over.

No matter how hard the golem struggled, it was difficult to escape, as if it was trapped in a vortex, and he wanted to roar, but he couldn't roar out. He was startled and angry, and suddenly turned into a sea of ​​blood. In response to his spiritual sense, he turned into a troll and fiercely rushed towards Fangcun's soul, but he saw that it was not good, and he didn't hesitate to break Fangcun's soul to escape.

For this demon body, breaking the soul is tantamount to dissipating.

In other words, the previous demon cultivation was done in vain...

At this time, he would rather waste all his hard work in front of him than break his soul.

It's a pity that when he really attacked, he found that something was wrong...

Chapter 484 Meet the general

When a person happily rushes towards an ant, only to find that it is bigger than an elephant, or kicks a porcelain vase full of anger, only to find that the inside of the porcelain vase is made of pig iron, what? Feel?

At this time, that golem felt like this.

He already saw that there was no way to escape, so he did not hesitate to waste all his previous efforts, but also wanted to destroy his soul in order to escape.

But I didn't expect that just after rushing over, the devilish energy was blowing away, and I found that it was not the case.

He saw the real soul under Fangcun's disguise.

The mighty spirit soars into the sky, with boundless mana, turbulent like the sea...

"Ah also..."

The golem bumped into itself miserably, and looked up at the god, and found that he couldn't see how high it was with his toes on his toes. His heart collapsed instantly, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away. Unfortunately, this kind of As soon as the thought of running away was born, it was slightly swayed by the divine will in Fangcun's consciousness, and it was covered inside, and then disappeared in an instant...

...the whole is gone!

And Fang Cun himself, at this moment, smiled slightly and opened his eyes.

After a short induction, he found that his demon body cultivation base had already reached the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, and he needed a little more.

Of course, this demon body, judging from his main body, is still too thin and its foundation is not stable.

On the surface, the cultivation base and his own body are only the distance from the Nascent Soul Middle Realm to the Nascent Soul Peak.

But the actual thickness and background are so different that it is difficult to calculate!

"It would be great if there were more demon spirits like this, with higher cultivation bases and purer demon energy..."

Fang Cun couldn't help but think secretly, and then looked at other people.

At this time, he found that most of the people in the entire hall had stopped passing transmissions, some were sitting cross-legged on the spot, slowly restraining their newly raised cultivation, some looked surprised, some Greedyly looking at the portraits on the wall, some reluctantly frowned, as if they were thinking about how to let themselves re-enter the state of transmission just now.

Compared with this, it is pitiful.

I was the only one who ate the portrait directly...

"when……"

At this time, a Qingyou bell suddenly rang outside the hall, and it was heard slowly into the hall.

In an instant, all the people, regardless of whether the transmission was over or not, became sober and turned around vigilantly.

At this time, the outside of the hall slowly opened, revealing two rows of white lanterns.

The will to guide them before appeared again, floated leisurely into the hall, and said softly: "The time has come..."

"I don't know how well you understand..."

While he was talking, there was a breeze blowing by, as if he was observing the situation of everyone's transfer, although he couldn't see his appearance, but from the changes in his body, it could be seen that he seemed a little satisfied, Some looked a little disappointed.

However, before that sentence was finished, he saw the size.

Then the whole person shuddered for a moment, trembling violently, and looked at the wall in front of Fang Cun.