"It's really difficult for you to bear the humiliation and burden for so many years." Jue Wuyang didn't seem to notice the manic expression of Gong Xiang, and still said to himself: "I have been promoted to the foundation building perfection in such a short time. It is not in vain.

I purposely spared your life back then."

"Several of your senior brothers are just like you. I have wiped out their entire clan. In terms of hatred, they are no worse than you. However, at the same time, their cultivation is much worse than yours. This shows that your

The talent is far greater than them."

"If I give you enough time and resources, maybe you can be promoted to the Golden Core Stage. It's a pity, I don't have time."

Jue Wuyang has spoken to this point, no matter how stupid he is, Gong Xiang cannot fail to understand.

"Have you always known my identity?" Gong Xiang looked at Jue Wuyang with great resentment and asked hoarsely.

"Of course I know." Jue Wuyang said without any concealment: "Do you think our Hell Blood Demon Sect will be so sloppy in our work? How could you, a living person like you, be ignored! The reason why I will keep you is,

Just for today."

Gong Xiang suddenly thought of his senior brothers who had disappeared mysteriously, and a chill suddenly appeared in his heart: "What do you want to do?"

Jue Wuyang chuckled lightly and stood up slowly. He did not answer Gong Xiang's question directly, but asked instead: "You must have doubted why I am so good to you in these years?"

Gong Xiang said nothing, but his eyes confirmed Jue Wuyang's question.

Indeed, over the years, it can be said that Jue Wuyang has taught him everything he has. Whether it is the corresponding skills, practice experience or even the wealth needed for practice, Jue Wuyang has prepared everything for him. Although this situation

They are not unusual among those famous sects, but don't forget, they are demon cultivators through and through.

"Now that the matter has come to an end, I will ask you to be a sensible person." As he spoke, Jue Wuyang suddenly disappeared from the place and then appeared in front of Gong Xiang. Without giving Gong Xiang any chance to react, he cultivated his body.

Completely banned.

"The reason I'm so nice to you is because I want you to practice faster!" After banning Gong Xiang, Jue Wuyang once again returned to his previous unhurried attitude. He spoke and opened the

Once out of the secret door, he picked up Gong Xiang and walked in.

Behind the secret door is a huge secret room with an area of ​​more than a hundred square meters. There are dense and strange magic patterns carved in it. In addition, there are round holes about a foot in diameter on the walls around the secret room, and a fishy smell rises into the sky.

Red liquid gurgled out from the four round holes and spread along the magic patterns on the wall until it gathered together in the center of the secret room.

Seeing this scene, Gong Xiang's expression changed wildly. As a member of the demonic path, it was impossible for him not to recognize the liquid pouring out of the four round holes, and it was impossible not to feel the terrifying evil aura of those magic patterns.

Jue Wuyang threw Gong Xiang to where the magic patterns gathered, and flicked with both hands, making dozens of bloody holes in Gong Xiang's body.

"The higher your cultivation level, the greater your role as a teacher will be!"

Jue Wuyang's face showed excitement for the first time, and he couldn't wait to sit down in another place with very dense magic patterns. Then, the entire secret room was illuminated by blood.

Mo Changsheng finally came out of seclusion. It took half a year for him to go into seclusion this time.

In the past six months, all the major sects have almost leveled the threshold of Longevity Villa. After learning that Mo Changsheng was in seclusion, they simply settled in the small town at the foot of Xianming Mountain and went to the mountain every now and then to wander around.

They had no choice but to be driven crazy by their true ancestors. They would rather stay here than go back and be sprayed every day.

There are always some people who are special, such as Lian Yushuang from Tianyin Valley, Izumo from Tianshi Sect, and Bian Hong from Chunyang Palace. They have been living in Longevity Villa for half a year. It seems that they can't see each other.

If they come to Mo Changsheng, they will continue to live there.

Mo Changsheng did not disturb anyone when he came out of seclusion. With his current level of cultivation, it was easy to do this. Therefore, when he returned to the room, even Wen Qingyan was startled.

"Changsheng!" As soon as they met, Wen Qingyan threw herself into Mo Changsheng's arms.

She didn't say anything, she just lay quietly in Mo Changsheng's arms, enjoying the peace of mind after so many months.

There is no other person in the world who can give her such a sense of security, because he is her God, her husband, and her support.

Mo Changsheng hugged his wife feeling distressed and guilty. He swallowed back all the words he originally wanted to say. He just hugged her silently and gently stroked her hair.

I don't know how much time passed before Wen Qingyan was finally willing to leave this solid embrace. She looked into Mo Changsheng's eyes with tender eyes and said softly: "Changsheng, just do whatever you want. Don't worry about your family."

Having been childhood sweethearts for so many years, Wen Qingyan's understanding of Mo Changsheng was unmatched by anyone, not even Wen Liya, so she had already guessed it without Mo Changsheng opening his mouth.

Mo Changsheng looked at Wen Qingyan with some guilt and said, "I originally wanted to stay at home with you after I left the house, but I suddenly had a whim while I was in retreat and sensed the general direction of the ghost fire."

For Mo Changsheng today, many things that were once inevitable have become less important. For example, the spirit stone mine that he has been thinking about for a long time is not as attractive to him as it used to be.

Nature is the best, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t get it.

However, Netherworld Will-o'-the-Wisp is definitely not one of them, and compared to before, his desire for Netherworld Will-o'-the-Wisp is even stronger.

Mo Changsheng's cultivation level in his previous life was only at the early stage of Yuanying. But now, as long as he survives the Heavenly Tribulation of Formation, his cultivation level will be at least at the late stage of Yuanying, and even reach the Great Perfection of Yuanying in one fell swoop. In other words, he will never be able to reach the stage of Yuanying again.

There is no previous life practice experience to draw on.

The higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the slower the cultivation speed, and the more difficult it is to improve the level. After being promoted to Nascent Soul, if Mo Changsheng wants to take another step forward to reach the state of distraction, it will be more difficult than when he re-cultivates from Qi training to Yuan Ying.

The baby is still big.

Naturally, Mo Changsheng didn't want to waste time, so he had to find a way to speed up as much as possible without shaking his foundation. Netherworld Ghost Fire was the most suitable treasure for him at the moment.

Perhaps the Netherworld Will-o'-the-Wisp can't necessarily help him improve his cultivation to the distraction stage, but it will definitely allow him to take a big step on this road. More importantly, after swallowing the Netherworld's Will-o'-the-Wisp, his Nanming Lihuo will inevitably

will be greatly improved again, then his Zhurong Burning Heaven Technique will inevitably be improved accordingly.

Different from Qi training, Mo Changsheng's Zhu Rong Burning Heaven Technique combined with Nan Ming Lihuo's training has almost no bottleneck. As long as the skill is up, the realm will naturally improve, and the improvement of body training will also promote his training.

Qi cultivation level, in this way, rapid promotion of distraction is no longer a fantasy.

If Mo Changsheng could always sense the direction of the ghost fire, he wouldn't be so anxious. However, things like whim are simply beyond Mo Changsheng's control. If he misses this opportunity, he may not have the same opportunity.
Chapter completed!