This is what cultivating immortals is like

The Demonic Creation Tower absorbs Mo Qilin's blood, and the red flow gathers on the second floor. The blood ball expands rapidly, building bone veins.

The flesh and blood attached to the internal organs grew, but in just a few breaths, the majestic and ferocious divine beast first showed its ferocious appearance. Just waiting for the scales and mane to be completed, a living juvenile black unicorn could be born.

However, accidents always come unexpectedly.

Just a second before Mo Qilin was about to be born, the golden-winged roc on the first floor vibrated its wings.

The golden light shook the Demon Evolution Tower, swaying, breaking up the formed Mo Qilin, reversing the evolution steps, and forcing the good beast back to its original blood mass shape.

"Huh!"

"Huh?"

"Huh----"

Lu Bei opened his eyes in confusion. Xiaobai's face was full of astonishment. He had been practicing for a full year so far. In terms of performance, he had to lie down and talk when the integration period came. He had never seen any scene before, but this...

"No reason!"

The golden-winged roc has no sanity, and the multiple roommates upstairs will not disturb the people, so why are they not happy?

Lu Bei couldn't figure it out. The Demon Evolution Tower was a magic weapon he had refined. No matter who died in the tower, it would be fine if the people were in the tower. He had the final say on his territory, and he could not help the golden-winged roc act arbitrarily.

With the thought in mind, the Yanyao Tower sensed Lu Bei's will and immediately suppressed the rebellious golden-winged roc.

The divine light of the Qingguang Pagoda circulated, freezing the golden-winged roc unable to move. At the same time, the second layer of blood expanded, and Mo Qilin's skeleton reappeared.

Still failed in the second before birth.

When the progress bar reached 99.99%, the golden-winged roc suddenly rebelled and ran away from the shackles of the Demonic Creation Tower. Golden light pierced through it, once again breaking up the formed Mo Qilin.

"Hey, I'm so stubborn."

"Just wait, don't run, I won't believe it!!"

Lu Bei was furious. Now that things have happened, whether Mo Qilin takes shape is no longer a matter of practice. The nature has changed. This is a matter of principle.

Today, one of the Golden-winged Dapeng and him must kneel down and admit his mistake!

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Heavenly Demon Realm.

The black sun hangs high in the sky, and a gray beam of light envelopes the world.

In the seven-layered space like a pyramid, the sea of ​​blood boils and boils at the bottom. There are walking corpses and slave-like humanoid monsters wrapped in chains. All the indescribable meaninglessness seems to be aimless and dispensable, but because of the rules. And exist.

As the pyramid increases layer by layer, the demon lord at the top controls the entire territory and controls all living beings.

He creates, so He takes away.

It started with him and it ended with him.

But today, the condition of this extraterrestrial demon was not very good. The severe pain that he was unable to struggle made him deeply frightened. His hysterical roars spread throughout the seventh level of space, and the boundless demonic power wiped out all living creatures in an instant.

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Xiongchu, the top of the sea of ​​clouds.

The golden sun hangs in the sky.

The monk in white clothes sat cross-legged on the top of the peak, watching the misty clouds change in an unpredictable way. He frowned and sweat dropped like raindrops.

Behind his golden body, a round of golden light flickered on and off, and two black mist demonic hands clamped from the left and right. The accumulated golden wheel exploded into gaps and collapsed in a matter of seconds.

"Monk, you have a lot of nostalgia for the world of mortals. You have Qi in your heart, there is a demon in your Qi, and I am in the demon..."

"The more you resist, the stronger I become. You and I have become one! Let it go. The moment you let it go, you let go of your obsession and you become a Buddha!"

"The poor monk's obsession...is not the world of mortals, but the benefactor. How can I...let go of it?"

The white-clothed monk struggled to speak. The moment the golden wheel collapsed, black demonic energy poured into his body crazily, making his eyes black. The golden body was covered with a layer of gray light that could not be washed away. The voice chanting the scriptures in a low voice could not help but bring a trace of desolate.

Just when he thought the situation was over, the demonic thoughts that had the absolute upper hand receded like a tide. During this period, the demon outside the territory struggled several times, and finally retreated to a corner, giving up the good situation and choosing to remain silent.

The monk in white didn't know why. He remembered that a similar situation had happened before. He raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said with confusion on his face: "Donor, why are you helping me so much?"

"..."

No one answered. The monk in white clasped his hands together, re-cultivating Buddhism, reuniting his golden body, avoiding the troubles of demons, and improving his cultivation to a higher level.

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In the far west, the Hehuan Sect covers the moon.

On the lakeside pavilion, with the white gauze blowing in the wind, a woman in white palace clothes played the piano with her bare hands, and her fingertips gently played the music, creating a melodious and melodious sound.

On the bank of the river, a young man with a folding fan in his hair and an elegant look on his face walked towards the pavilion of the waterside pavilion on the lake.

Severe punishment.

Some time ago, Junior Brother Xing was brutally plotted by a traitor and fell into a coma in the woodshed. He learned from the experience and painfully practiced demonic skills.

Youdao has worked hard to live up to the expectations of man and nature. Under his diligent cultivation day and night, he avenged his shame and made great progress in cultivation. He successively beheaded the two senior sisters Dongfang and Ximen on the crotch.

How can a man stay depressed and depressed for a long time? He must be on top, even behind.

No, Xing Li turned over.

Both senior sisters are the leaders of Yanyue Hehuan Sect. Xing Li can surpass the two of them in terms of cultivation. He counterattacked from the medicine dregs and used the two as a cultivation cauldron, which shows his cultivation aptitude.

The two senior sisters are the key talents cultivated by the Biyue Hehuan Sect. They should not make mistakes easily. It is definitely impossible to continue to cause harm to Xing Li. Therefore, the elders redistributed Xing Li's training resources.

From then on, he had nothing to do in the Feixian Pavilion where his peers often went, and he began to discuss the Tao of Yin and Yang with his masters.

Because he is a demon cultivator, the first target in Xing Li's plan is his nominal master. My wife is so cold and arrogant that she refuses to treat anyone thousands of miles away. She is so greedy.

The plan did not change quickly. Dugu, the master of Dongfang and Ximen, had long disliked Xing Li and went out to avenge his apprentice personally, thus leading to today's appointment at Shuixie.

"I've met Master Dugu."

Xing Li looked like a human and a dog. After jumping into the waterside pavilion, he thrust the folding fan into the back of his neck and held his hand politely.

It's just a pair of thieves' eyes that are not very honest, scanning back and forth on Master Dugu.

It's not that he is lustful, but he is overjoyed when he sees the excellent cultivation cauldron. Once he captures this uncle, his magic skills will definitely improve greatly.

Killing Lu Bei is just around the corner!

Uncle Dugu looked like a child. He stopped playing the piano and walked towards Xing Li. With every step he took, his figure grew a year older. When he came to Xing Li, his black hair shawl hung down and his enchanting figure was charming. Mature and exuding fatal temptation.

The original white clothes were now half-covered.

The fragrant wind blew against his face, and Xing Li's heart skipped a beat. The stunning beauty in the world was right in front of him, but to him, it was like a ghost from hell. He was under a lot of unspeakable pressure.

So much so that his legs were shaking, he couldn't control himself, and he wanted to kneel down in front of the opponent.

How can it be unreasonable? How can such a dignified demon, such a noble person, kneel down on his knees?

There was no discussion unless she lay down.

Xing Li held his head high, stepped hard on the floor tiles with both feet, and managed to withstand the pressure. He looked directly at Uncle Dugu and gave him a provocative look.

"Yes, he is a tough guy."

Uncle Dugu smiled faintly, raised his hand and brushed Xing Li's chin, touched his shoulder with his white fingertips, and pushed Xing Li obediently to his knees like a golden mountain toppling a jade pillar.

"..."

A real man can bend and stretch, and the devil is no exception. This humiliation is nothing. Xing Li secretly swore that when the magic power is completed in the future, he will make Dugu cry and beg to be let go.

Just when he was writing the revenge charter in his mind, Yuzu handed it to him. Senior Uncle Dugu looked down from a high position and glanced at the stunned Xing Li below: "What are you doing standing still? Let Senior Uncle see how much cultivation you have." level."

There was a fierce light in Xing Li's eyes. How could it be so? How could a majestic demon lick your feet...

To the eye, the instep is as white as jade and silk, and the delicate skin is as transparent as a few veins. The fingernails of the five toes are painted pink, and there are red threads tied with bells wrapped around the ankles.

Looking up, the slender beautiful legs did not reach under the skirt, exuding a gleaming brilliance like beautiful jade.

This is a work of art!

Xing Li groaned in his heart and decided to aggrieve himself first, holding the jade in both hands and starting to lick it.

"Ha, I still like your unruly look."

Uncle Dugu looked a little disdainful, and when he finished speaking, Xing Li trembled all over and fell to the ground with a thud.

(﹃)

"Why, when it comes to your pain, you can't open your mouth?"

(﹃)

"Stop acting, stand up quickly, and fight quickly. I don't have time to waste time with you here."

(﹃)

"..."

No one responded several times in a row. Uncle Dugu was quite displeased. He sneered twice and raised Xing Li up: "Good boy, I'm pretty good at pretending to be crazy, but since I'm calling for you today, I have no intention of letting you stand." Just leave."

After saying that, she swept away the Changyin Qin with her hand, threw Xing Li on the stone table, untied the ribbon and walked over.

Punishment: (﹃)

The white gauze fluttered and the lake surface rippled. He was only a child in his twenties, but he endured suffering that should not be endured at this age.

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"What's wrong?"

In the Yuhua Gate Underground Palace, Lu Bei frowned. Several failures exhausted his patience and left him scratching his head. He still couldn't figure out why the Golden-winged Dapeng didn't want to move in with new residents upstairs.

Why, it's great to have wings, but you don't like the four-legged Mo Qilin?

Dying a color is a standard auspicious sign!

The failure in refining the incarnation of Mo Qilin puzzled Lu Bei, and he was unwilling to give up. Thinking of the friendship in the past, he took back his previous words. There is no need to kneel down today.

He took out the crystal bottle and opened his mouth to spit Mo Qilin's blood back into the bottle. The more he thought about it, the more unconvinced he became. It was rare that he found a handsome man in his eyes, but he couldn't rent out the second floor because the residents on the first floor didn't agree.

"Is there a possibility that it's really because I don't like it?"

Lu Bei muttered to himself, pondered for a moment, and decided to give it a try.

He took out the dragon blood left by Mo Buxiu and poured it into his mouth. The dragon blood was the same as the snake blood. The grade was not very high. It was not as refined as the blood of Tianpeng. However, the upper limit potential was huge and there were several evolutionary routes to choose from. , it would not be a loss for him if he really mastered the third incarnation.

The result was even worse than before. As soon as the blood mass swelled, the golden-winged roc drove him out of the Demonic Creation Tower.

The implication is that he is not even as good as Mo Qilin and is not worthy of living under the same roof with him.

Lu Bei: (一`一)

Trouble is, the second floor can’t be rented out, so the third floor is going to the sky.