After so many years, there has been a change between the two worlds, and it is actually related to the monastic academy in this world! Could it be that everything in this world has been doomed for a long time? I came here, and now I have single-handedly cultivated Jiajun to enter the monastic academy. Everything is determined by fate.
? Jiaming thought deeply. If this is really the case, why don't I take this opportunity to turn the world upside down? After thinking about it for a moment, he laughed heartily again.
This kid, if I don't help him, I'm afraid he won't be able to recover in ten days and a half. You're just a demon general, but you dare to break through the world and come here. Even if you don't die, you are lucky.
!
Jiaming clicked his fingers, and a pure magic power was instantly poured into the unconscious Fei Ling.
Fei Ling suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of beautiful purple eyes. Purple pupils, this is the biggest difference between the demon race and the human race. Apart from the different skills and attributes, the two races are almost the same in other places. This is also
Why did the war between the two worlds happen in the first place? Both worlds are suitable for their own survival.
Although he opened his eyes, he was obviously not awake yet. He was just twitching instinctively driven by the magic power. "If you want to survive in this world, you can't survive like this. I will seal your magic power and use it again."
The illusion of divine consciousness covers your purple pupils, making you look no different from a mortal. If it weren't for the powerful person who has cultivated to the immortal realm and generated divine consciousness to check, no one can see through my illusion, not even you.
No!" Jiaming murmured to himself, and another burst of mana was injected into Fei Ling's body. Then, the mana rotated and formed seals in his body, wrapping up all of Fei Ling's original magic power, and finally sneaked into it.
The flesh and blood veins disappeared deep into the sea. Such a seal of the Demonic Saint Realm, I am afraid that no one in this world can break it except Jiaming himself.
"However, this seal has sealed your magic power, but it has not sealed your years of practice experience. Instead, you can start from scratch with Jiajun in this world and practice the holy power spells in this world. Interesting!" Jiaming thought about it!
, laughed again, feeling that all the arrangements in this world were just to add fun to his game in the world.
"Huh? The magic weapon of destiny? This kid has some background, but there is a magic weapon of destiny in his body? Strange! I can't tell what level this magic weapon is? Is it a treasure of blood inheritance?" Jiaming frowned, "But you don't have it anymore.
Mana cannot drive the magic weapon, so it is useless to have this natal magic weapon, so I will keep it for you for the time being."
The natal magic weapon is a magic weapon that can be refined by a monk who has reached a certain level. Once refined, it can not only match one's own magical power, but can also be easily transformed into the body and become a part of the body. It is much more powerful than ordinary magic weapons. The higher the level, the more powerful it is.
The older the monks are, the more powerful the natal magic weapons they refine will be. Of course, some natal magic weapons are inherited through bloodline, but I don’t know how this flying spirit obtained the natal magic weapons.
When searching for gods, Jiaming only looked at some of his recent memories, and he didn't bother to look at many of the long-lasting memories in his mind. No matter how powerful this magic weapon is, for beings like Jiaming, it is still useless.
Not worth mentioning.
In this way, Fei Ling, the demon general who was equivalent to the spirit-refining level in the Holy Spirit Continent, instantly transformed into an ordinary person with no power to bind a chicken. No matter how you look at it now, he is only a fourteen or five-year-old
Just a little boy.
…
"Where is this?" Fei Ling struggled to wake up slowly, feeling weak all over his body, and the words he spat out were actually demonic language.
On the side of his head, he saw Jiaming staring at him with curiosity.
Human race?! Fei Ling was startled, and he sat up desperately regardless of his overall weakness. He flexed the fingers of his right hand, as if trying to use some magic trick, but then, he was horrified to find that not only did he have magic power
There was nothing at all, not even the original realm of cultivation was gone! At this moment, he could no longer speak, and froze there with a look of horror on his face.
"Brother, what were you talking about just now? You have been in a coma for a day and a night. Are you feeling better now?" Jiaming asked in Holy Spirit Continent language.
Of course, Fei Ling can understand the language of the Holy Spirit Continent. After reaching a certain level of cultivation, learning the language is easy. Most monks understand many languages at the same time. Of course, more advanced monks can communicate spiritually, and language is no longer of much use.
"Where...is this place? Who are you? How did I get here?" Fei Ling's expression was still stunned, but he quickly came to his senses and quickly asked in human language.
"This is Xingyu City. My name is Jia Ming. My brother Jiajun found you in the suburbs of Xingyu City last night. He said he saw a black shadow floating in the sky, and then he found you lying in a bush.
"
"Aren't you afraid of me?" Fei Ling said suddenly and abruptly. His face was expressionless at this time, and he looked straight at Jiaming.
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Jiaming asked strangely.
"Aren't you afraid when you see my eyes?"
"What's wrong with your eyes?"
Fei Ling looked confused at this time. Doesn't this human kid know about our demon tribe? He looked around and found a mirror on the bedside, so he picked it up. It's okay if he doesn't take a picture, but if he takes a picture
Mirror Feiling almost screamed in fright. He opened his mouth wide and stared at himself in the mirror with an unbelievable look on his face.
I...how did I become like this? How come my purple pupils disappeared and turned into eyes like humans? Thoughts in Fei Ling's mind were spinning rapidly. Could it be that this boundary-breaking transfer not only knocked down my cultivation?
For the sake of realm, you turned me into a human on this continent? How could such a thing happen?
To say that the only people in this world who can tear apart space and break boundaries and transfer are those who have reached the holy realm and the divine realm. Ordinary monks can only achieve it through the existence of space cracks. The method of Feilinglai
It was unprecedented, so he naturally had no idea what side effects this transfer would have.
"Could it be that the consequence of forcibly breaking the boundary is that I will be reincarnated as a human?" Fei Ling murmured to himself in Demon World language, with a look of dementia on his face that made Jiaming amused.
You are so ignorant. How can reincarnation be so easy? Jiaming couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
"What are you talking about? You are not from our Dongchen Empire, right? Where did you come from?"
"...I'm a little tired and want to rest again." Fei Ling did not answer directly, but said this after a while.
"Okay, you rest for a while, and I'll cook for you!"
"...Thank you." Fei Ling was stunned for a moment and then thanked her.
When Jiaming left the room, Fei Ling immediately sat up cross-legged and began to feel his whole body.
The techniques of the demon world and the human world are different, and the magical powers they develop are also very different, but the basic methods of cultivation are similar. However, the magic power cultivated in the demon world is the magic power contained in the world, while the magic power cultivated by the monks in the Holy Spirit Continent is the holy power.
Just strength.
Fei Ling's current state has no mana, but the foundation and experience of cultivation are still there. The most important thing is that his perception has not been affected much, just because he has no mana in his body, he cannot support too strong perception at the moment. But just now
The only thing that made him relieved was that he found that the natal magic weapon in his body was still there. This was the inheritance of their family's bloodline!
After Fei Ling meditated for a long time, he began to smile bitterly again. While meditating, he was actually able to induce holy power into his body, as if he was really a monk in the world. I am afraid that if he continues to practice like this, in a few years, he will become a great monk in the world.
Right? He was completely speechless.
He came to this world to avenge the genocide with overwhelming hatred! He succeeded in breaking through the world that day, but he didn't expect that he would be transported to such a place by space and end up like this.
Tiandi! I don’t know if he can return to his original state if he continues to practice like this. Can this holy power drive his own magic weapon? If he didn’t have this magic weapon to rely on, he would not dare to break out of the world and try to