Qian Chen leaned on the huge rock and was still waiting at the entrance of the cave. At this time, the sun had gradually set. The afterglow of the sunset was shining on him. On a white Taoist robe, there were golden lights. The surrounding peaks were undulating like dragons, and the mountain wind was cold. It made a strange howling sound through the canyon. The shadows of the towering mountains around were reflected in the canyon, like swords, spears, swords and halberds, and weapons in the arsenal.
I don’t know what happened in the Demon Cave, but Yan Shu and the others have not come out until now.
Of course, if we look at the situation, Qian Chen is even more dangerous, and it is not the turn of Qian Chen to worry about them.
Qian Chen stared at the towering Black Mountain in the distance, and the breath around him gradually stagnated, and a faint undercurrent that was about to burst was surging, as if the calm before was preparing for this moment.
There were slight noises coming from behind, and Qian Chen also smelled a fishy smell on both sides of his body.
"There are about thirty or forty demons!" Qian Chen slowly retracted his magic power back to the Niwan Qihai. He said that he only had one success power, which was not a joke. When he was fighting against the enemy Miaokong before, Qian Chen exhausted his true energy and could only use the help of external alchemy to fight the enemy.
But when the last attack of the thief was empty, he was frozen by the outer pill, and his body was empty, he suddenly noticed the wealth that could not be stolen by the thief, the thinnest but closest to the essence of magic power.
Heaven and earth are a great thief, stealing the vitality of living beings, spirituality, soul, and spirit...
That is, the process of the natural discharge of vitality, and it is also an opportunity for the movement of heaven and earth.
But when the motive is gone, the thief steals everything, and the thief goes away and hollows out... he can only notice the faint opportunity of "quietness", which is the most fundamental innate vitality of a person.
The wonder of this magic power is beyond Qian Chen's imagination, as if it will never dry up and retreat. It is the root of the ancestral energy of all things.
At that time, Qian Chen suddenly realized the mystery of the innate Qi Taiqing Spirit Talisman Qian Chen thought about it, and felt that he could only describe it in one sentence: "The immortal spirit of the valley is called the mysterious female. The gate of the mysterious female is called the root of heaven and earth. If it exists continuously, it will not be used diligently."
In order to prevent the interference of the twelve white bone relics and the entangled Nine Heavenly Ghosts on it, Qian Chen had to use this empty and helpless state to condense the mysterious energy into the Taiqing innate Qi divine talisman, transform it into the fundamental magic power, and cultivate the most top-grade magic power real talisman, which never regresses, and seals the qi veins of the Dantian with the cold light of the ice soul.
The Guanghan Bingpo Yuan Dan was also sent into the universe in his sleeve to suppress the demonic thought.
Although Qian Chen was extremely weak, he just wanted to retain that endless and persistent aura, but he also followed the principle of "the opposite is the movement of the Tao, and the weak is the use of the Tao. All things in the world are born from existence, and existence is born from non-existence." He was extremely weak, but also strong.
When the magic power and true energy are empty, the connection between the soul and the Dao Chen Pearl is so clear that it is slightly clear.
Qian Chen followed Taoism to protect the weak and defeat the strong, and used softness to overcome hardness to make himself in "nothing" and instead defeated the "existence" outside the body.
All kinds of demonic thoughts of the twelve Yuanchen White Bone Relics and the Nine Sons Heavenly Ghost invade me, but my soul gradually became empty, and finally reached the state where external demons were full of, but I could not have a single thought. I completed my first step in controlling demons, distinguishing between inside and outside, and external demons could not attract internal demons, so Qian Chen could use the best magic control method in the magic way to tame it and subdue it.
At this time, he was the weakest time, because his magic power had been weakened to the extreme, but it was also the strongest time, because his soul seemed to exist and not exist, and was between existence and non-existence, driving the twelve Yuanchen White Bone Relics to be "existence", and when the external demons retaliated, they were empty.
Originally, this state was the easiest to fail, but Qian Chen had the Dao Dust Pearl to protect his soul, and those external demons had no way to deal with him. All the fierce power became the power used by Qian Chen.
This is the extremely wise method of controlling demons, and it is also the method of inaction in the Taoist sect.
It interprets the principle that the unity of Taoism and demons, "Only if you don't fight, no one in the world can compete with it."
This is why Qian Chen said that his three success powers are invincible in the world. Ten success powers are hard to move forward. If he becomes stronger, then the Taoist magic power he has cultivated will inevitably compete with the demon gods and evil things in his sleeve. With two involvement, Qian Chen can retain three points of combat power, and it will be a blessing that the Dao Chen Pearl suppressed his mind.
However, Qian Chen's own cultivation is in a state of weak defense, so the power of heavenly ghosts, gods and demons that cannot invade and infect his mind can be used by him.
The demonic energy surged like a tide, almost filling the entire canyon. Qian Chen had no trace of true energy in his body, and his spiritual sense became more and more acute. He used the "nothing" in his body to steal the "existence" of the gods and demons in his sleeves. The blood-colored magic power rolling on a white bone relic was like a river of blood, and the waves surged towards Qian Chen's own empty aura.
"Why does it feel that this dust bead is useless in the serious practice of Taoism, but if you change to practice the demonic path, it will be an incredible treasure?" Qian Chen felt that Miaokong had no idea how to start, so he could only carefully check and balance the bone relics used. The ferocious gods and demons were like well-behaved dolls in his hands.
What resentment, anger, and hatred are like a breeze to his mind guarded by the Daochen Pearl.
The rolling blood-colored true qi and the magical and demonic qi had no effect on the "no" in his body.
Suddenly, he felt that although he had some qualifications in Taoist practice, he was simply a scumbag compared to his talent in the demonic path... Qian Chen gradually surrounded him in the face of the tide of demonic energy, and wanted to force him into the demon cave behind him. Not only did he not fear in his heart, but he thought with interest: "If you are a demon, you may have really been the position of Demon Ancestor in these Nine Netherworlds!"
At this time, the demon behind Qian Chen raised half of his body, and the upper body was a red-haired woman with evil hair. She opened her mouth and exposed four outturned fangs in the outlet. Her skin was purple-red and covered with strange patterns. The lower body was a truck-sized spider. The demon with eight spider feet with sharp tips and sharp edges suddenly bounced towards Qian Chen.
Qian Chen said seriously: "I can't sleep on the moonlit night, I wish you good to cultivate the swallows!"
He had wanted to say this for a long time! The spider beauty revealed her long tongue and said, "Okay! I would like to join the Pure Land with her!" She let out a string of charming smirks, but her subordinates did not pause at all, and a long foot pierced Qian Chen's chest.
Qian Chen stretched out his hand and used his palm as a knife to pull out a blood-colored sword energy that looked like a training. He couldn't think about it, and the sword energy slashed horizontally.
The blood river is red rust, there should be no hatred!
This is the most profound magical true demonic blood-turning divine sword!
When the sword light rises, it is like a river of blood flowing across the sky. The blood-colored true energy on it is like the red rust on the knife, and it is also the blood rust of the enemy. Even if it is an immortal, god, Buddha and demon, there should not be hatred... because they must be convinced!
If the grandson of the Supreme Elder of the Demonic Dao who was refined into a bone relic, saw the sword light pulled out by Qian Chen, he should understand that when he practiced this sword technique, he should die in the battle between life and death. Similarly, his old monster-like old demon grandfather should also be afraid that his grandson was very demonic and sacrificed his sword.
And my retreat and fear were completely contrary to the magical nature of the sword's will.
The spider demon, who was the first to be hit, had his liver and gallbladder, quickly retreated, and a mouthful of sticky spider silk spider silk spurted out from his abdomen, and said, "Since my husband is willing to cultivate Yan, why are he ruthless in the blink of an eye?" She showed her cultivation, and she was also a alien demon close to the elixir of the elixir, and her strength was extraordinary.
Qian Chen said coldly: "You should say: You are afraid of others' words, and if you make a mistake, you will be shameless."
"If you don't say it, it won't taste that way!"
The spider spirit looked at Qian Chen with a boring look on his face. It was really hard to tell what kind of quirk this was?
Qian Chen knew these things that she didn't understand the beauty of role-playing... so she was merciless under the sword light.
At this time, the strange-shaped demons were the first to be attacked. In an instant, the blood was pulled out of their bodies by the blood, killing the demon soul and demon spirit. The tough demon body was torn apart by the sword energy at the same time, like five horses dismembering their corpses, and they died terrible.
The blood flashed away. After Qian Chen waved his knife, his hand had already been put back into his sleeve.
The spider spirit retreated very quickly. When it came, it had a strand of spider silk wrapped around its feet. When it retreated, it took advantage of the spider silk to pull it back to the high cliff dozens of feet in an instant. At this time, a charming face was staring at Qian Chen in a daze.
The tiger demon who took the lead in raiding Qian Chen in front of him, saw the little demons approaching him instantly being cut off by the extremely evil sword light. He was frightened and angry in his heart, and shouted at the spider spirit: "Mei Niang... Did you lose your soul after being teased by this kid for a few words?"
Just finished speaking...
The "hissing" wind came from the spider spirit. It turned out that when blood was sprayed out from the thread, it would really make a wind sound. The infinite blood light rushed out from the thread that separated the spider spirit from the eyebrows, taking away all the demonic energy, blood energy, and cultivation of the spider spirit, and turned into a pool of strange blood...
The blood flowed into a long sword and returned to Qian Chen's palm.
As the light of the right palm sword turned again, Qian Chen turned around and slashed in front of him, "I'll let you run for a lifetime to see if you can escape my sword!"
The countless demons felt a heat flow in their bodies, and they couldn't suppress them. Immediately, blood in their bodies turned into sword energy and broke through the body with the magic power of the demon soul. They were sank into Qian Chen's palms. In the sword light that was pulled out, countless blood shadows made the sword light gradually condense into a physical body and had the momentum to turn into a magic weapon.
Qian Chen secretly estimated that if he wanted to transform this sword energy into a real demon-turning blood-divine sword, such a demon would probably be slaughtered by about 100,000... As soon as this number emerged, Qian Chen couldn't help but fight a cold war. These are not ordinary demons, each of them is almost semi-transformed, waiting for the demon elites who guard the wolf among the wolf demons.
One is enough to use magic cultivators to kill demons and eliminate demons!
One hundred thousand... I guess it's not enough to kill all the monsters in this world!
"What kind of evil magic weapon is this!" Qian Chen couldn't help but complain.
Seeing that knife, the elite demon brought by the tiger demon was instantly killed by Qian Chen's evil means, which made it numb, and a strange thought arose in his heart, "Are I a demon or he a demon?"
Before he could think too much, the tiger demon raised the black wind and ran behind him. The last sight of its soul, from the corner of his eyes, saw Qian Chen put away the sword light, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Qian Chen's left hand, which was gathered in his sleeve, poked out again, and gently flicked it at the escaped one.
A silent and colorless lightning burst out from its body, instantly blew the iron-bone tiger demon into a ball of blood mist.
At this moment, it finally knew the answer, "Sure enough, he is the demon..."
Chapter completed!