The process of absorbing the Source Stone continues.
Long Wenmu didn't know how much time had passed. This process was much slower than the normal refining of the Origin Stone. He felt that 30% of the energy of the Origin Stone in his hand was channeled into this phantom.
But as this process continued, he gradually felt a faint tingling sensation all over his body, especially in his Dantian, which was uncomfortable for those who were bloated.
Changsun Hou said this was a dangerous approach, and Long Wenmu also expected that this process might not be easy.
But this feeling of being unable to carry strength is indeed a bit unbearable.
Long Wenmu deliberately stopped the absorption process, but found that as long as the power was withdrawn even slightly, the phantom transformed by the demon marks would immediately collapse and shatter.
Is it possible that if we can’t take in all this energy, we won’t be able to end it?
Long Wenmu gritted his teeth and held on.
I don't know how long it took, but I saw a bloody gash suddenly opened on his arm, and blood spurted out from under the wound.
This is an excess of strength that causes the body to become unable to withstand it.
Long Wenmu closed his eyes and remained motionless, even his breath could not be detected.
If someone were passing by and saw this scene, they would probably think of him as a dead man.
Long Wenmu hissed on his shoulder, and another bloody wound opened, with demonic power gushing out from it.
Everyone would have to show his teeth at such a wound, but Long Wenmu seemed to be unaware of it, not even twitching his eyelids.
As time went by, there were more and more wounds on his body. In the end, he became a bloody man.
Sometimes too much strength can cause the body to collapse.
It's not that Long Wenmu doesn't care about his injuries, it's just that his mind is fighting inside his body at the moment.
Now the demonic power in his Dantian is disordered, and the violent turbulence in his Dantian has almost wiped out his consciousness several times.
Long Wenmu had long been mentally prepared. Doing this himself would definitely be accompanied by huge risks, but only by actually being in the situation would he realize that this risk was much greater than imagined.
Not only is the demon's power too strong, but an extremely cold air seems to have been drawn from the depths of the demon mark. This cold air seems to have been left behind by the earth demon.
Back then, he had faced an attack from the Earth Demon, and there was still an unbreakable cold air left in his body. It was obvious that this cold air had been channeled out.
At this moment, the cold air seems to be blending into the demon marks.
Although his mind was immersed in his Dantian, he was not completely ignorant of the outside world. It was not that he could not sense the collapse of his body, but he was helpless.
The body became riddled with holes, and a thin layer of frost even condensed on the skin.
Even he himself is not sure whether he can survive until the end if this continues.
His consciousness was constantly struggling in the violent storm, struggling to maintain the status quo. He didn't know how long this support lasted, and Long Wenmu only felt light all over. He knew that the Origin Stone in his hand had been completely absorbed. The pressure in his Dantian
It doesn't increase any more, so I feel a little better.
After the violent storm, the feeling of fatigue came over immediately.
But at the same time, Long Wenmu also chuckled.
In the dantian, the demon mark that returned to the illusory state solidified again, and once again turned into a white demon mark connected head to tail, like a dragon.
At this moment, the demon mark is obviously much brighter than before, and the cold air lingering on it has also disappeared.
It was done, Long Wenmu felt happy in his heart.
At the moment when the demon marks were completely solidified, dizziness came over my mind. I felt extremely weak, and even the last strength was drained away. I was tired and fell down.
After remaining half-asleep and half-awake for an unknown amount of time, Long Wenmu slowly woke up.
It was pitch dark in the Demon Tomb, and the torches had long been burned out.
He took out a new torch and lit it. In the light of the fire, he saw scars all over his body, with almost no intact place from head to toe.
After all the hard work, I finally succeeded, but the price was not small.
My whole body was sore and unbearable. When I opened my clothes, I saw the scars on my body were shocking.
But the pain is pain, and the joy in my heart is still hard to contain.
After clenching his fist slightly, his strength became much stronger than before.
"It's true." Long Wenmu said.
He said that since the level of the demon mark can be improved by using source stones from the same source, there is no reason why it cannot absorb low-level source stones to deepen its foundation. He absorbed the power of the little demon source stone into the current demon mark, and the power
There has been significant growth.
According to Long Wenmu's estimation, his demon marks are not as high as those of an earth demon, but on the original basis, both the speed of the demon power and the amount of demon power it can withstand have been increased by at least 30%.
This is due to the change in the nature of the monster mark, which cannot be achieved through ordinary cultivation.
After sensing the situation clearly, Long Wenmu wished he could stand up and laugh a few times.
Now that this approach was really effective, another thought emerged in his mind.
After resting for nearly half a day, I felt that there was nothing serious, so I took out the second source stone of the Little Demonic Cloud Hidden Beast.
This is already the second time, and I am familiar with the road.
Anyway, he now understands that to integrate the power of the Origin Stone, this process is actually equivalent to recasting the demon mark, which is equivalent to walking the path of promotion all over again. But this path of promotion is more dangerous than the initial promotion.
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I don’t know how many people in this world would do such crazy things, at least that’s the case with Long Wenmu now.
After probably understanding the situation, Long Wenmu would not hesitate and frantically channeled the power of the second source stone into the demon mark...
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Ever since Long Wenmu went to the Demon Tomb, time has passed day by day.
The battle between the demons is approaching day by day, and everyone is inevitably feeling anxious.
In the small courtyard at the top of Lingyun Peak, everyone was busy making preparations.
Fei Xiaoyu has also been here these days to practice with Marshal Yu.
Qing'er was sitting in the yard with a haggard look on her face. Qian Lingxue was nowhere to be seen, and Long Wenmu didn't know where she was. She stayed at Lingyun Peak and worked hard every day. Only Ye Lan would come to comfort her from time to time.
Yunjia has not stayed in the house since Ouyang Hong came. She is taking care of her disciples as before, and nothing seems to have happened.
Of course, other people also know how to look at people's faces and never mention anything about Yun Rulong.
Today is still business as usual, everyone is busy doing their own thing.
In the middle of the courtyard, Fei Xiaoyu was training with Dashuai Yu.
At the foot of the mountain, Xu Zhong and Tianhu returned in high spirits.
"Sir, we are back." Tianhu shouted with a loud voice, "I took my disciples to hunt today and captured two little demons."
Since the introduction of the beast-repelling incense, it has been much safer for the disciples to enter and leave the mountains. In addition, Mi Zhuo has made handy weapons for each disciple, and the hunting results have become more and more gratifying every time. Today, Tianhu and his team led the team, and they have only been out for half a day.
, I hunted two little monsters. In the past, it was difficult to achieve such results.
Yunjia just glanced at him and said nothing.
Tianhu scratched his head, feeling that Yunjia had become very cold recently.
"Sir, are you jealous because Long Wenmu worked so hard for that Qian Lingxue?" Tianhu's big mouth is not blocked, and his mouth is often faster than his brain.
Two sharp eyes glared at him, one from Yunjia and the other from Qing'er. Both of them seemed to be cannibalistic.
Tianhu quickly covered his mouth and shrank his head back.
Xu Zhong shook his head helplessly and sighed, feeling that he deserved it.
Tianhu looked at the sky, the bright sun was shining high, and the sunlight was so harsh that people couldn't open their eyes. He deliberately changed the subject, "Don't look at me like that. I mean, in a few days, the people here will treat those few
A bastard from Chuyang Kingdom was beaten until he knelt down and begged for mercy. Then Chuyang Kingdom has no shame to mention anything about getting married. Anyway, Brother Long is here, so what do we have to worry about? You think so."
No one paid attention to him, and Tianhu felt even more embarrassed. He laughed.
"Well, Lao Xu, let's go deal with the monsters."
Nod slowly.
Tianhu was about to leave with Xu Zhong down the mountain when he suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong with you?" Xu Zhong asked.
Tianhu was a little lost in thought. He turned around and looked around, then touched his back.
"Why do I have a weird feeling?"
Xu Zhong glanced at him but saw nothing.
Tianhu grinned and touched his back again. There was indeed a strange feeling.
As a demon master, his senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people. Tianhu didn't know why, but he always felt like someone was holding a sharp sword against his vest, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
I didn't think too much about it, I just pretended that I was overthinking and walked forward. However, before I took two steps, I stopped again.
"What happened to you this time?" Xu Zhong turned around again.
He saw something wrong with Tianhu's face.
Tick tock...tick tock...
There was a clear sound of dripping water.
Some kind of low humming sound came from Tianhu's mouth. Xu Zhong slowly lowered his head and looked down, and saw an inch-long blood-red sword tip coming out of Tianhu's belly.
The sword was withdrawn, and Xu Zhong's face was splashed with red blood.
His expression was still blank at this moment, until Tianhu groaned and collapsed softly.
There was a sudden change, and everyone in the courtyard heard the sound and looked together.
Behind Tianhu, there was someone new at some point. At this moment, there was a strange man standing behind him.
The strange man stood quietly, holding a thin sword with blood on it.
Under the scorching sun, this man's whole body was shrouded in some kind of black energy.
Tianhu collapsed to the ground silently, and the blood under his body slowly seeped into the ground.
This man appeared without any warning. No one reacted before he took action, and everyone was left dead.
The first one to react was Fei Xiaoyu.
"Who is it!" she yelled, drew her sword and stabbed.
Fei Xiaoyu is not unhappy when she draws her sword. Since absorbing Shi Xin Lu, her strength has greatly increased.
Facing an unknown enemy, she couldn't be careless until she found out the details of the opponent. She couldn't even sense how this person appeared, which meant that he was extremely powerful.
The last sword was also a sword with all my strength.
The people shrouded in black mist jumped with their fingers.
There was no movement, Fei Xiaoyu's sword deflected for no reason.
The sword that was originally aimed was forced to stab somewhere else.
Fei Xiaoyu was frightened because he lost his accuracy. He quickly sheathed his sword and stepped aside.
"What? Didn't you just say that we should go out of Yang Kingdom and kneel down to beg for mercy? Who is kneeling down to beg for mercy now?" The man's voice was low, and his long hair fell down from his forehead, covering half of his face.
Only then did everyone see clearly.
This man has a gloomy appearance and looks quite young. He is dressed in black and his aura is as deep as his appearance.
The implication of his words just now is that he is from Chuyang Kingdom!
How did this person get in?
While everyone was thinking about it, Fei Xiaoyu had already charged forward again.
The other party reached out and smoothed the long hair that covered half of his face. With a slight lift of his toes, he kicked Tianhu directly towards Fei Xiaoyu.
Fei Xiaoyu hurriedly sheathed her sword and hurriedly swept aside.
Everyone gathered around and rescued Tianhu.
Tianhu had a sword wound on his abdomen and was bleeding profusely.
Yunjia hurriedly stopped his bleeding.
The sword wound avoided the vital part. Although no one was killed, the injury was not light.
Everyone felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Get out of here quickly." Fei Xiaoyu said.
The others hurriedly led him, Tianhu, back to the rear.
Fei Xiaoyu stood with his sword in hand: "Tell me your name!"
Faced with Fei Xiaoyu's question, the other party smiled and said, "Moyu Tower of Chuyang Kingdom."
Moyu Tower? This name is very unfamiliar. Fei Xiaoyu has never heard of it, and Yunjia has never heard of it either.
"I heard that everyone from Yunxuan Kingdom is here, so I came to see the strong men who are my opponents." The other party said in a joking tone.
Is this person a warrior from Chuyang Kingdom?
There was a boundary bead barrier outside, but he was able to sneak in silently. Although he only took action at will, Fei Xiaoyu could feel that this man's strength was bottomless.
Even if a person from Chuyang Kingdom hurts someone, no one else would be able to tolerate him.
"It doesn't matter where you are from. If you dare to break into this place without permission, you are seeking death!" Fei Xiaoyu shouted, pulling out a sword flower from her long sword and hooding it towards the man.
I don't know where this man's combat power ranks among those who fought in Chuyang Kingdom. Is he second or first? In any case, the oppression brought by this man is much stronger than that of Hong Tianyou.
Mo Yulou didn't even raise his head and flapped his sleeves. The edge of Fei Xiaoyu's sword touched his sleeve. Instead of piercing, it was bounced away by a tyrannical force.
He landed in panic, stumbled backwards and backwards in a panic, finally stood firm, and looked forward in horror.