Ling Chenyuan gathered all the spiritual power in his body, and stared at the huge snake with iron eyes.

I often hear people say that snakes hit seven inches, but I don't know if a snake that has become a demon is still useful.

Flood snakes circled around the Nether Flower, staring at Ling Chenyuan covetously.

It has lived for hundreds of years and has developed its spiritual wisdom, and it clearly knows that the person in front of it is trying to steal its elixir.

Ling Chenyuan's face darkened slightly, and he took out a sword from his spirit pouch. He saw that the sword was completely black, and the hilt was carved with twisted and weird patterns. When he poured spiritual power into it, the sword buzzed.

Before joining the Misty Nine Heavens Sect, he was hunting for treasures near the Demon Realm. When he passed by a small town full of demon energy, an old man who made weapons gave him this sword as a gift.

He was also informed that this sword was called the Devil-Breaking Sword, and it was left over from the ancient battlefield. It sealed countless wronged souls and had infinite power, but it should not be used lightly.

Ling Chenyuan's mind was full of Ye Junxuan lying weakly on the bed, and he didn't care about whether he used it well or not.

He raised his sword and rose into the air, his whole body was stained with killing intent.

Flood Snake smelled the evil spirit exposed from the sword, and became restless, spitting scarlet letters non-stop.

Holding the sword, Ling Chenyuan stabbed fiercely at its seven inches.

Flood Snake twisted its body nimbly, spouted black mist from its mouth, and the mist hit Ling Chenyuan's body head and face, corroding some holes in his clothes.

One person and one snake were fighting each other, relying on the Devil-Breaking Sword, Ye Junxuan slowly gained the upper hand if he had the help of a god.

The killing intent in his mind became more and more intense, his eyes turned blood red, and his spiritual power turned into demon energy.

My head hurts like it's about to explode.

Ling Chenyuan endured the pain, and ruthlessly pierced the snake's skin and flesh seven inches into it with his sword.

Flood Snake swayed its body in pain, but it was still over, and gradually became stiff.

The moment the living creature under the sword died, Ling Chenyuan suddenly lost consciousness.

Countless demonic energy poured into the dantian of his limbs, and his cultivation base gradually increased, but after a few breaths, he reached the Jindan stage and even had a tendency to rise towards the Nascent Soul.

"Hahaha, you're still here, look at your aptitude, you're so ruthless, wouldn't it be a waste of your talent if you don't enter the magic way?"

An old man with white beard and hair came from nowhere, he looked a little crazy, staring at the bewildered Ling Chenyuan, his eyes filled with wild hope.

Ling Chenyuan felt the two kinds of exercises running in his body, his heart was beating wildly, he was still possessed... and he formed a pill so quickly.

Seeing his unbelievable expression, the old man stepped forward to flick his sword and laughed even louder: "You also got the sword of the previous demon king. It seems that the demon world is destined to change."

"Who the hell are you? You were the one who transmitted the sound in my head that night, right?"

Ling Chenyuan retracted his sword with a full face of vigilance and inserted it into another scabbard behind his back, and quietly moved back to a safe distance of three steps away.

The old man's face was wrinkled, but his beard and hair were indeed thick black, and his eyes gleamed with a dark light. He undisguisedly released coercion, which turned out to be a cultivation level of the body-shattering stage.

The world of cultivating immortals is divided into six grades - Qi refining - Foundation building - Jindan - Nascent Soul - Duo body - Transforming gods. Looking at the entire continent, almost no one has reached the stage of transforming gods, even the founders of the five major sects. It is the early stage of seizing the body.

This person is actually in the late stage of seizing the body, and he is still a demon cultivator!

Ling Chenyuan was a little envious, but thinking about Ye Junxuan, he suddenly began to worry about the extra magical power in his body. If the senior brother woke up and found himself possessed by a demon, he would definitely hate him.

The old man looked at the envy of the half-grown boy in front of him with satisfaction, and said triumphantly: "The old man is a loose cultivator in the devil world-Guijizi, I accidentally saw you on the day of the election of the five major factions, and I thought you were a good candidate. I haven't improved my cultivation for a long time, and it would be a pity if my abilities cannot be passed on to the world, I want to accept you as my apprentice to inherit my mantle."

After all, he raised his head proudly and waited for Ling Chenyuan's answer. He was very confident that no one would refuse such a good thing, unless that person was a fool.

When Ling Chenyuan heard the words, his long eyebrows frowned slightly, and tangles flashed in his eyes.

Brother hates ghost cultivators and demon cultivators the most, and he accidentally became a demon in order to get the Nether Flower, so he can still explain to him that if he worships a master from the demon world, wouldn't it be true that he wants to become a demon?

"I'm sorry, I can't ask you to be my teacher. Senior brother is poisoned now. This junior has to go back to deliver the medicine first." Ling Chenyuan refused, turned his head and left without any regrets.

Gui Jizi was so angry that he fell on his back, how could someone be so ignorant of flattery?But since this kid values ​​his senior brother so much, it's better to start with this person.

Gui Jizi quickly walked a few steps to catch up with Ling Chenyuan and asked patiently: "Is that senior brother of yours the sweetheart of yours? What kind of poison did he suffer from? I have seen many difficult and miscellaneous diseases in my travels, maybe I can help him detoxify."

Ling Chenyuan's footsteps paused, and hope was more or less ignited in his heart.

Although the Nether Flower can cure senior brother's charm poison, if he doesn't understand the other poison, it must be difficult for him to wake up.

"Brother was poisoned by the evil spirit a few days ago. I took the Nether Flower to cure him, but he was also injured by a ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage in Pingcheng, and he was poisoned by another strange poison."

As he spoke, he looked at Gui Jizi with more respect on his face: "Senior is well-informed, but do you know what kind of poison the ghost clan often uses?"

If Ling Chenyuan wanted to coax someone, it was very easy, and he could coax Gui Jizi into a smug face with a word of knowledge and knowledge.

"The ghost Xiu in Pingcheng is surnamed Qin, and his name is Wujie. He is also a well-known figure in the ghost world. Your senior brother may have been poisoned by his corpse. This poison... tsk."

He seemed a little embarrassed as he spoke.

Ling Chenyuan was very anxious, and hurriedly asked: "Is there a way to cure this poisonous senior?"

Gui Jizi nodded: "It can be cured, but it is more demanding. This poison requires the master of the demon world to instill pure magic power into your brother's body and wash it off. Only by returning can he save his life. Otherwise, he can only be a living dead."

Ling Chenyuan didn't show any disappointment, he settled down.

Kneeling down on one knee, he knelt down in front of Gui Jizi and cupped his hands, saying, "Master, I beg you to teach my disciples the way to improve their cultivation. The disciples must reach the stage of transformation as soon as possible."

Gui Jizi patted his legs happily, he could be regarded as a successor.

If someone else said that he wanted to cultivate to become a god, he would ridicule that person for dreaming.

But Ling Chenyuan is different. This kid has the purest demon roots in his body. I believe that if he cultivates diligently and adds geniuses and treasures, it won't be a big problem to become a god.

Gui Jizi smiled and helped him up: "I will send people to Jianfeng for the Nether Flower, and you will stay in the Demon Realm and follow me to practice in seclusion until you become a god, how about it?"

Ling Chenyuan actually wanted to go back and take care of Ye Junxuan, but after thinking about it, he still felt that cultivation was more important. The earlier he transformed into a god, the older brother would suffer less.He had no choice but to nod in agreement.

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