Cultivation of Immortality: Dual cultivation with the female sect master, and they fell in love over

"boom!"

A thick, colorful thunder overflowed from Su Ping's body and struck at the demon king.

"Roar!"

The demon king was split into nothingness in an instant, not even the demon elixir was left behind, only a shrill wail was left that still echoed here.

Then more and more colorful thunder overflowed from Su Ping's body, like a humanoid discharger. After a few breaths, the top of the holy pool was enveloped by colorful thunder again.

Everyone didn't know why, and they were secretly glad in their hearts. Fortunately, they were not impulsive just now, otherwise they would be like the impulsive Demon King, who would have died by now.

However, the colorful thunder that enveloped the holy pool at this time seemed to everyone to have an indescribable aura.

The previous Colorful Thunder was like a tyrannical king who could not be provoked.

At this time, Colorful Thunder truly looked like a creator, with a touch of tolerance and mystery.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but as the thunder continued to roar, a few colorful thunders and the white mist of spiritual energy rising from the holy pool merged into the heaven and earth and disappeared.

Despite this, no one dared to enter the thunder. A demon king tore off a scale from himself and threw it at the colorful thunder, which was split into nothingness in an instant.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they started fighting again, but at this time, the fighting seemed obviously absent-minded.

They are all paying attention to the changes in the holy pool, and they are not doing their best, which seems a bit funny.

As the last trace of colorful thunder escaped from the body, the rich spiritual white mist began to have an effect on Su Ping.

A cool and numb feeling spread throughout the body, and the damaged body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, Su Ping did not pay attention to the changes in his physical body, but his mind sank into his Dantian, and he was extremely shocked inside.

I saw a drop of colorful thunder essence suspended above the small bronze cauldron, slowly rotating, exuding a mysterious brilliance.

The Xing Lei Hegemon Body Cultivation Technique that has not yet stopped has also changed its operation route. The thunder in the body travels along the meridians and reaches the Dantian. Usually, this completes one week and starts the next week.

At this time, there is one more step. The thunder that returns to the Dantian rushes towards the Colorful Pearl, and then escapes from the Colorful Pearl to start the next week.

It feels like it is constantly absorbing and refining a colorful pearl. With the absorption and refining, every time the technique is rotated, although it does not become substantially stronger, the thunder in the body will have more colorful energy.

Obviously, after this colorful thunder was absorbed and tempered by the small bronze cauldron, part of its essence was intercepted and remained in the body. Although Su Ping still didn't understand the reason and specific power, it should not be a bad thing for him.

The mind exited the dantian. At this time, the broken body had been repaired. Then the small bronze cauldron shook slightly again, sending out a suction force, leading Su Ping to dive into the holy pool at an extremely fast speed.

Su Ping tried to stop several times, but to no avail. The bronze cauldron was of too high a level and was beyond his control. After thinking about it, he took out the three gourds given to him by Emperor Qing and began to install the holy cauldron. Pool water.

The space of this gourd is extremely large. According to Su Ping's estimation, each gourd has filled at least several hundred tons of water from the holy pool, and blisters are still popping up, sucking water into the gourd.

Su Ping also kept drinking the water from the holy pool. At the same time, he also took out some jade bottles on his body and kept filling the water from the holy pool.

It wasn't until his belly was swollen and all the containers were filled that he put the three gourds into the storage bag. Then he stopped and observed.

I don't know where the water of this holy pool came from. Su Ping took away so much water, and the water level did not drop at all.

Su Ping was quietly carried by the bronze cauldron and sank to the bottom of the holy pool. When he reached the bottom, the surrounding stone walls were covered with mysterious lines.

Just looking at these lines, Su Ping felt dizzy and quickly looked away and looked towards the bottom.

I saw a huge black boulder like a giant egg at the bottom. These lines started from the black boulder and spread all around.

Coming here, the vibration of the small bronze cauldron became more and more obvious. It flew out of Su Ping's body on its own, quickly grew in size, and sucked into the black boulder.

The black boulder exudes a mysterious, majestic energy of chaos that sinks into the small bronze cauldron.

"The mother spirit of the world!"

Although Su Ping had never heard of it, these four words naturally came to mind at this time.

The mother energy of the world, also known as the origin of the world, is the necessary condition to create a world, or it is naturally formed when the world is created. Everything in the world can be said to have evolved from the origin of the world.

After the world is successfully created and gradually becomes stable, the mother energy of the world will turn into the origin of the world, formless and colorless, and blend into the entire world.

And this world, perhaps because it was not completely successfully created, left a strange stone in the place of creation to carry and accommodate the origin of the world.

Precisely because the origin of the world is not integrated into the world, this world is not like other worlds. It has the sun, moon and stars, and it continues to sublimate steadily as time accumulates.

The origin of the world in this world is constantly converging on this strange stone. As time goes by, it continues to decline and will eventually become dilapidated, leaving only this strange stone as a treasure in the world.

Perhaps one day, the world origin of this strange stone will reach its extreme, and it will evolve into a world on its own, but people in this world will obviously not be able to see it.

This information naturally appeared in Su Ping's mind. This may be the strangeness of the origin of the world.

As the bronze cauldron continued to absorb the world origin of the strange stones, the originally pitch black strange stones began to gain luster and become rounded.

The strange stones also began to absorb more of the world origin of this world, and this world also underwent horrific changes at this moment.

In the gray sky, dull thunder continued to explode, and a wind of decay blew between the sky and the earth, whining loudly throughout the world, as if it was the end of the world.

Mountains and rivers collapsed, rivers and lakes flowed backwards, and red blood rained from the sky. All plants began to turn yellow and wither.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth also gradually decreased at this moment, and everyone's hearts were filled with inexplicable sadness. Some people knelt down and howled and cried.

The most obvious feeling is for monks like Qinghuang who are only one step away from reaching Nascent Soul. They feel that the restrictions imposed by heaven and earth on them are even more obvious.

The cultivation base began to decline from the perfection of Jindan to the late stage of Jindan.

The same is true for the demon clan, and the Tyrant Tiger is also extremely frightened. At this time, his cultivation has also fallen to the late stage of the demon pill.

The two sides have stopped fighting long ago. If it is really the end of the world, everything they are fighting will be meaningless.

However, neither side has withdrawn its troops, and is still facing off from a distance, waiting for the next change in this world.

At the edge of the holy pool, everyone who was fighting had already stopped fighting, and the great elder was even more unbearable.

He was the oldest, and he was slumped on the ground as if his life span was about to run out. He had difficulty breathing, as if even the slightest movement would exhaust his energy and he would die.