Click.
In the cave, Ying Lang sat cross-legged in a corner, quietly refining the spiritual fruit in his body.
And around him, there were piles of spiritual stones.
Judging from the scale, this should be all Jinchen got.
And the soft sound just now was made when a piece of spiritual stone shattered.
Click, click, click...
It seemed that some chain reaction had occurred. As the first spiritual stone shattered, the surrounding spiritual stones also began to disintegrate one after another at this time, and the shattering sounds were almost continuous.
"Money, this is all money, how can anyone use it like this." On the side, Shen Jinshan held his hands tightly, and his nails almost pierced into his flesh.
But he didn't realize it, he just stared at Yinglang with blood-red eyes and a painful expression on his face.
It looked like Yinglang owed him money.
"Calm down." He Wei patted Shen Jinshan on the shoulder, "Resources are just for use."
Shen Jinshan looked at He Wei, stared at him for a few seconds, and then said seriously: "Sir, please stop twitching at the corners of your eyes first, and then try to persuade me, okay?"
"Ha." He Wei smiled softly, closed his eyes directly, kept the posture of "looking at" Shen Jinshan, and said: "You have to learn to get used to it, the Lord can do anything."
As he said that, He Wei extended his thumb to him.
Bang!
Before Shen Jinshan could answer, there was a sudden muffled sound from where Ying Lang was.
Immediately afterwards, the two saw the demonic shadow behind Ying Lang expanding, almost covering the entire cave.
"Ouch——"
The demonic figure screamed and angrily punched high in the air.
That posture was like trying to break free from some restraint.
The terrifying fist wind rushed out, leaving a small dark hole directly in the stone wall above.
At the same time, a majestic momentum as huge as a mountain suddenly appeared, suppressing all directions.
"Tsk." He Wei raised his eyebrows slightly, waved his hand, and the powerful Liuyun Sword Qi was released, completely covering Jin Chen who was unconscious not far away.
As for himself, a sword-like aura erupted all over his body, and his eyes were fixed on the front.
"Hey!" Shen Jinshan also shouted in a low voice, and dense black sand poured out of his sleeves and robes, condensing into a pitch-black shield in front of him.
"Ouch -" the demonic shadow roared again, and the rolling sound waves formed waves, washing away in all directions and causing cracks in the surrounding stone walls.
"Master Yinglang is making so much noise, is there no problem with this shielding formation?" He Wei waved his hand again, and the spiritual energy blessed the cracks to stabilize the cave structure.
"This formation is in the fourth level, there will definitely be no problems." Upon hearing this, Shen Jinshan hurriedly patted his chest and assured.
"It's begun." He Wei waved his hand to signal Shen Jinshan to stop.
The two of them locked their eyes in Ying Lang's direction again.
At this time, the demonic shadow had stretched the entire cave open for a few minutes before stopping the expansion.
The next moment, the demonic shadow suddenly twisted and shrank, turning into dark filaments, snares, intertwining, and turning into a demon cocoon. Wrap Ying Lang and a small part of the spirit stone inside.
"Is this what happened when the demon cultivator broke through?" Looking at the demon cocoon not far away, Shen Jinshan's eyes widened.
"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen him." He Wei said calmly.
Boom!
The cocoon trembled slightly, and a quiet purple light flashed through the cocoon, and then quickly disappeared.
Although the purple light only flickered for a moment, the two great cultivators He Wei and Shen Jinshan froze, as if being stared at by a peerless ferocious beast, and their hearts palpitated.
"Just now, what was that?" Shen Jinshan's throat rolled and he asked.
"Killing intention." He Wei said lightly, "Naturally, pure killing intention."
Boom!
The magic cocoon trembles again, and the purple light flashes again.
Click.
At this moment, the magic cocoon suddenly opened a small crack.
Inside, in the endless black mist, two scarlet rays of light flashed past.
That scarlet light is the eyes of the demon cultivator.
Shen Jinshan took a step back again, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
His heart suddenly tightened as if it was being pinched by someone. He took several deep breaths and finally suppressed the throbbing.
"Demon cultivators are worthy of being superior to ordinary cultivators. I have not yet cultivated to the gods, but I feel unable to compete." Shen Jinshan's eyes flickered and he said.
Click, click, click...
Ying Lang grabbed the edge of the crack and used both hands to open the magic cocoon inch by inch.
Bang!
He took one step forward, causing the ground to explode. The billowing demonic energy surrounded him, making him look like the king of the dark night.
"Cultivation of God is within reach. Is this what it feels like..."
"Congratulations to Mr. Ying Lang, you can start cultivating your god once you stabilize your realm." He Wei cupped his fists and said.
"It's my turn to congratulate you." Ying Lang said indifferently, "You can save one spiritual pill."
"What?!" He Wei's eyes widened.
The next moment, an invisible wave spread. He Wei's soul power is like a tide, spreading towards Ying Lang silently.
Then, just when the tide reached within one meter of Yinglang's body, the speed suddenly slowed down.
After another minute, the tide came half a meter in front of Ying Lang. Now, no matter how he increases his soul power, the tide can no longer move forward.
However, as his soul power continued to increase, a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Ying Lang's forehead.
"Oh?" Two wisps of bright red slowly appeared at the end of He Wei's eyes. He smiled softly and gained more soul power.
The terrifying power almost formed a wave, completely surrounding Ying Lang. Wave after wave, endlessly.
Ying Lang's pressure suddenly increased and his whole body started to tremble.
"Heh." He Wei's face was expressionless and he took a step forward.
Buzz.
The soul power pressed forward even more heavily, causing a layer of dust to fall from the surrounding stone walls.
He Wei raised his hand lightly, and hundreds of spirit stones floated into the air at this moment.
Snapped.
The hundred spiritual stones shattered in response, and the surging spiritual energy mixed into the soul wave.
Yinglang's pressure increased sharply again, he staggered and was almost crushed to the ground.
"Fierce Demon Battle Ax!" Ying Lang gritted his teeth and roared, and the dark battle ax condensed out.
Bang!
He smashed the end of the battle ax heavily on the ground and managed to stay standing with the support of the battle ax.
"This is..." Shen Jinshan glanced at He Wei, whose temperament had changed drastically, and then looked at Ying Lang on the other side, as if he had some realization.
"Is this the handiwork of that lord?"
Shen Jinshan thought of Jinchen.
He looked at Jinchen who was lying not far away. She was still lying there quietly, showing no intention of waking up.
Shen Jinshan suddenly felt an unexplained palpitation in his heart, which he couldn't suppress no matter how hard he tried.
Could she do this even if she was unconscious...
"Take the divine soul liquid." He Wei said lightly: "You can absorb it now."
Ying Lang didn't hesitate, he took out the spirit liquid and drank it in one gulp.
"Wow -" Almost as soon as he took the spiritual liquid, Ying Lang spat out a mouthful of blood.
The spiritual liquid he just drank turned into an energy that Yinglang had never seen before, and immediately the energy began to rush through his body, as if trying to find an outlet.
But no matter how hard he tried, that power could not be integrated into his sea of consciousness. Instead, because of his forced guidance time and time again, the energy directly left internal injuries in his body.
If someone could see through it, they would definitely be able to find that almost all of Ying Lang's organs began to ooze blood at this time.
At the same time, the pressure from the outside world is increasing.
Ying Lang had a strange feeling at this time. He seemed to have turned into a thin film, with surging power inside and outside, trying to squeeze to the other side.
"ah--"
Finally, with a miserable howl, an invisible layer of shackles was opened.
Suddenly, all the souls inside and outside were violently pulled, and they all converged towards Ying Lang's heart.
However, what is strange is that some unknown space seems to appear around Yinglang's heart. Such a huge gathering of power did not have even the slightest impact on the beating of the heart.
At the same time, the spiritual energy that had just been drawn out by He Wei was swept away by Ying Lang at this time, and all of it merged into his sea of consciousness.
Bang.
A large number of spiritual stones were shattered, and pure spiritual energy was released, which immediately turned into streams of white air and poured into Ying Lang's body.
At the same time, Ying Lang's aura continued to grow, and after a few minutes, he finally reached the threshold of spiritual cultivation.
Boom!
At this moment, in the Great Xia Dynasty, all those who were cultivating gods, no matter where they were, heard a heavy muffled sound in their ears.
That sound means: there is a "real devil" coming into the world.
