Under the ground of Tianyang Cave, the yang energy was like wisps of blue smoke, and the corpse was melted into blood. The four monsters were also tortured to death in the outbreak of the soul-devouring ants. Only a slender figure in a green robe stood in it, staring at the blue vortex behind Yue Tongpu.

"Master, are you awake?" The sound of surprise echoed in this space.

After a long time, the dark purple demon power flowed into nothing, and a familiar voice sounded from Su Xian's divine consciousness: "Tsk tsk, the divine power of this soul-devouring ant is really a big replenishment! It can actually transform the magical power into the demon power, making up for a slight gap in my residual thoughts. It is also good. If it is not strangled today, it will definitely become a disaster in the future."

Obviously, Emperor Qingyu praised Su Xian's decisiveness from the side, expressing his recognition of Su Xian's character of not blinding his will for the sake of interests.

Qingyu had just woken up, and both sentences were praising Su Xian. The corners of her mouth were uncontrollably curled, and her whole body was slightly floating.

Immediately afterwards, Qingyu smacked his lips and said, "Don't call me Master from now on, I'm not used to it."

"What's that called?" Su Xian bent over and picked up the five low-level storage bags left on the ground, patted the dust stained on it, and said casually.

"Qing Emperor, Yu Emperor, Qingyu Emperor, and Qingyu Emperor are all fine. The key is to highlight the word "Emperor". Do you understand?" Qingyu said seriously.

Su Xian twitched his lips, thinking that this old man was too shameless, that he was almost vain written on his face, and he was simply worthy of a beating!

"I understand, it depends on my mood. For example, now, I will call you the younger brother emperor?" Su Xian teased, and Qingyu was so angry that he almost got angry.

In the crypt, Su Xian's hands were not vague at all. He opened five storage bags, transferred all the items in it, and counted them.

Among the five, Yuan Zhulin was naturally the richest, with more than 8,000 low-grade demon stones alone, and the other four people combined didn’t even have half of his.

There were 12,000 low-grade demon stones, and for Su Xian, who had always been poor, he suddenly felt dizzy and had an excited look of getting rich overnight.

In addition to the demon stone, Su Xian also found three kinds of demon skills, two of which are the top-level mysterious level, namely the wave stacking technique and the Qi-enhancing technique. In Yuan Zhulin's storage bag is a middle-level demon skill and a soul-condensing spell.

The stacking technique is a kind of attack magic technique. It can stack up to seven layers of waves. The power of each layer of wave will double. It can stack to the seventh level and even shake people who are just entering the demon master.

The Qi-enhancing technique is relatively ordinary, and is an auxiliary magic technique to replenish demonic energy, but it can also be called the top-level Xuan-level. Just imagine, if one of the monsters on both sides has a continuous stream of demonic energy as support, the long-lasting combat power will be greatly improved.

This middle-grade spiritual curse of the soul is extraordinary. The spiritual curse of the soul is actually a kind of attack magic that belongs to spiritual attacks. It is quite rare and has some value.

However, Su Xian had not had time to learn the five styles of mountains and seas, so Su Xian could only temporarily put away these three magic techniques and studied them carefully when he had free time.

In the storage bag, Su Xian threw away several more sect tokens, pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, and sighed: "I thought I was hiding some strange treasures. It turns out that most of them are poor people."

"Little guy, the soul-devouring ant seems to have been bred with demon crystals, which are the best among the second-level demon crystals. The demon crystals left by the hundreds of evil beasts after their death are priceless treasures." Qingyu said lightly.

Hearing this, Su Xian's eyes turned, his eyes firmly locked in the deep purple light revealed under his dead skin. He was moved inside and quickly stepped forward to pick up the demon crystal and wiped it carefully.

On the palm of the palm, a purple demon crystal in the shape of a diamond exudes a breath of breath, indicating that it contains an extremely special and rare demon technique.

"The soul-devouring ant just now had just entered the demon master realm. It is very likely that this demon crystal is one of the two magic tricks it has mastered, Soul-devouring or Li Xiao, and there is also a small possibility that it has not yet awakened the magic trick." Qingyu speculated.

"Blessing is the Soul-Devouring Ants! That is the innate magic of the Soul-Devouring Ant!" Su Xian looked eager, with an excited look hidden in his eyes, and he whispered.

Qingyu smiled and shook his head, saying, "You kid, want to create a monster with soul-devouring technique! This is equivalent to the birth of another soul-devouring ant. Although it is not pure, it has great ambitions!"

Su Xian carefully put away the demon crystal, and did not care even if his thoughts were broken by Qingyu, but he heard Qingyu's tone solemnly and said solemnly: "Little kid, my existence has been exposed."

Upon hearing this, Su Xian's joyful expression instantly frozen, and a sense of horror surged in his heart, and he said in shock: "What's going on?"

"Don't be too nervous either. Things are not that bad yet. Let me ask you a question first. Do you know how the Soul-Devouring Ant was born?" Although Qingyu's tone was heavy, there was still some room for reversal. Obviously, the situation was not beyond his imagination.

"have no idea."

Su Xian shook his head. At that time, the old man only read the pictures of the Hundred Evil Beasts for him. The introduction to the Soul-Devouring Ants in the thick picture book was only a thin page, and it did not mention where the Soul-Devouring Ants came from.

"Where is an evil demon tree growing between heaven and earth that feeds on divine thoughts, it is considered one of the special attribute monsters, called the Soul-Devouring Tree."

"This soul-devouring tree is the source of the soul-devouring ants. From the beginning of its birth, the soul-devouring ants were branded as the soul-devouring tree in their divine thoughts. As long as the mark in this generation of soul-devouring ants does not disappear, the second soul-devouring ants will not be born on the ancient continent."

"Now, this soul-devouring ant has died, and the next soul-devouring ant has been born."

"But, I had a battle with the Soul-Devouring Tree in the Soul-Burning Valley on the ancient continent. After it was severely damaged, it escaped and was hidden. The Soul-Devouring Tree recognized my breath, so the existence of that brand will also let the Soul-Devouring Tree know that I am still alive."

"Will there be any impact?" Su Xian said nervously.

Qingyu was silent for a while and said slowly: "One hundred thousand years has passed, and this soul-devouring tree is still alive. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be a terrifying existence that has entered the realm of the Demon Ancestor with half a foot... The monster has grown extremely slowly, but this is one hundred thousand years! It is even very likely that it has become the Demon Ancestor."

Damn?

Behind the Soul-Devouring Ant is a demon ancestor?

"May I ask, how should I survive if the Soul-Devouring Tree is chasing me?" Su Xian felt difficulty breathing, sweating slightly, and his whole body felt very bad.

"You don't have to worry about this. It's just a broken tree. The place where it takes root is home. If you want to move, it will inevitably lose years of cultivation and life span. It's 100,000 years. Even the demon ancestor will have half of the tree body entered the loess! How could it come to chase you? Unless it doesn't want to die." Qingyu said relaxedly.

Su Xian looked scared, thought patiently for a while, and said indifferently: "I mean, come and kill you..."

Qingyu shook his head, his eyes deep, and a romantic and suave phantom appeared faintly, as if he was a man in the clouds. He only heard him recall: "At that time, the Soul-Devouring Tree and I were at the level of the Demon Lord. I only used a monster on the Imperial Demon List to beat him around and fled, and my divine thoughts were almost defeated. As long as it was still alive, the Soul-Devouring Tree would always hide as far as it could when it met me."

"After all, that's my old friend! If it's still alive now, according to its demonic qualifications, it must be a demon ancestor! It's really nostalgic!"

Hearing this, Su Xian couldn't help but wonder, who was the ancient monster on the imperial demon list?

It has been said in history that half of the eight demon palaces of Emperor Qingyu are transcendent existences on the list of emperor demons. They stand in the sky, carrying the sun, moon and stars on their shoulders, and the world changes in the wind and clouds.

However, history books are so inexplicable that they are unwilling to record information about these monsters, so future generations cannot verify the authenticity of this history, let alone know the monsters on the four emperor monsters.

"On the list of imperial demons, I am not afraid of divine attacks and are specialized in the Soul-Devouring Tree. So is it a monster with extremely strong divine consciousness?"

Su Xian vaguely caught a trace of thought, which caused Qingyu to smile and nod.

Suddenly, Su Xian's pupils shrank, and a delicate beast shadow like a glass appeared in his mind. He seemed to have seen those pairs of ice-like light blue eyes hundreds of millions of miles away, and said in a lost voice: "The 23rd list of the Emperor Demons, Ice Yin Illusion Rhino!"

Qingyu's phantom stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes pierced the cave. Looking into the distance, he said with emotion: "The world has changed, I don't know where they are now. It's been 100,000 years. I'm really looking forward to it."

Qingyu clenched his fists tightly, and a surge emerged from Gu Jing Wubo's mood.

"Don't worry! I will reach that level soon, help you reshape your body and meet your old friend as soon as possible!" Su Xian said with a firm expression.

"Havenness is not achieved. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed. Don't worry about these few years. Okay, swallow the Tianyang Marrow. There is still some secret in this extremely hot place. Let's explore it yourself."

After saying that, Qingyu's figure dissipated, and the remaining thoughts slowly subsided in the moon copper puppet, as quiet as a quiet pool.

"Oh, I almost forgot that without anyone's guidance, I could study the method of refining body-building pills in one day, comparable to one-tenth of my alchemy talent back then. I still had a half-step demon master after breaking through the seventh level of Taoist warrior in half a month, and my foundation was still stable. Although I took advantage of the 16-year-old medicinal bath to soak my body, I barely caught up with Gu Wufeng's speed back then and continued to maintain it."

After a word, Qingyu completely returned to peace and never said a word again.

Hearing these words, Su Xian was so amused that he could not help but laugh. This should be considered encouragement?

Right? It's definitely not ridicule, it's definitely like this!

Tianyang Marrow is an indescribable and viscous object, which is the essence of Tianyang ore veins. The surroundings are filled with layers of hot air, which is extremely hot.

He took the Tianyang marrow floating in the air into his hand. Su Xian relaxed his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and pinched it. The Tianyang marrow turned into drops of burning red liquid, falling into Su Xian's mouth drop by drop.

As the Tianyang Marrow entered the body, Su Xian's skin was filled with redness, a hint of hot air was evaporated from his pores, sweat oozed out, and a sensation of radiant sun was like a rising sun in his lower abdomen.

Gradually, the yang marrow penetrated into Su Xian's bones, and the bones in the body became hard as iron under its transformation, and became a little thicker. The yang energy in Su Xian's body was like the surging river water, and it tumbling for a long time before returning to calm.

Under Su Xian's control, the marrow liquid slowly flowed in the tendons and veins, washing Su Xian's body. In just a few breaths, the impurities in the body were melted and a slender body with perfect roots and bones was created.

At this point, the road from Su Xian to King Wu has been officially paved!

Su Xian sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed slightly, and he was immersed in a happy experience. A thin film seemed to condense on the surface of his skin, and then a pure yang energy overflowed, shattering it.

Then, Su Xian's body suddenly shook, and a wonderful sense of breakthrough arose from Su Xian's heart, and then stayed for dozens of breaths before slowly dissipating.

Refining the energy in the Tianyang Marrow, Su Xian opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh. The light in his eyes flashed. Suddenly, he was filled with energy, like a mountain-like explosion, like a thunder explosion. Just stretched his body, and the sound of bone bursting came out.

"It's a few centimeters taller, it's good."

Su Xian felt the subtle changes in his body, and was happy. He had a lot of strength in his body to vent his anger, but he didn't know whether the realm was the ninth level of warrior or the first level of warrior.

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