Wen Qingye's wisps of vitality slowly converged into the bones of Demon Yu's body, and a trace of purple-gold vitality wandered among the one hundred and eight veins, and after walking through for a while, his complexion became extremely ugly.
"This resentment has eroded into the cracks of the bones, has she opened the emperor's tomb?"
This black that penetrates deep into the bone marrow is the resentment, if Wen Qingye can indeed burn this resentment with the Qilin Fire, but the bones of the demon rain will definitely not be spared.
Moreover, the unicorn fire may not be able to burn clean, which is one of the reasons why Wen Qingye did not take the treasure in the tomb.
The filthy qi that burns the bone marrow has extremely high requirements for the control of the Qilin Fire, and Wen Qingye can't reach that level of subtlety now, and even if he can, Demon Rain can't withstand that kind of inhuman torture.
Wen Qingye looked at the demon rain's Zhihai again, and said abruptly in his heart: "Not only has it invaded the bone marrow, but also Zhihai, can't this resentment mutation want to be reborn?"
” If the resentment is strong to the extreme, it will produce a trace of spiritual wisdom, and if this spiritual wisdom invades the original spirit of the demon rain, it will inevitably not occupy the magpie's nest and become a new demon rain.
Thinking of this, a cold glow appeared in Wen Qingye's eyes, and he picked up the Sumeru mustard that the demon rain gave her, and his heart sank slightly.
At this look, his heart was shocked.
I saw the jade box with a head that I couldn't see at a glance, and it appeared in Wen Qingye's sight, and behind it there was the superb yuan stone that was placed like a mountain.
Wen Qingye took out a box and opened it directly, and in the box was an intermediate spiritual artifact, and he opened the box next to him again.
High-grade spiritual artifact!
Low-grade spiritual artifacts!
Low-grade spiritual artifacts!
Without exception, the box is either a spiritual artifact, or a strange ore, or a treasured classic, martial arts, so many treasures gathered in this small ring.
The wealth that was enough to cause the entire Four Domains to tremble was lying quietly in Wen Qingye's palm at this time.
"Hey!"
Wen Qingye sighed softly, although he didn't know what was going on, he had already guessed what was going on.
Obviously, Demon Rain dug up the tomb of the Emperor Ling master and took out so many treasures, the purpose was to give the Sumeru mustard to Wen Qingye.
But it was eroded by the strong resentment in the tomb, penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and eroded the original god.
Wen Qingye glanced around, found an open place, and then picked up Demon Yu's delicate body and walked there.
Wow!
Wow!
Wow!
Wow!
Wow!
After putting down Demon Yu's body, Wen Qingye pointed his fingers and hit the important acupoints of Demon Yu's body.
Then, he sat down cross-legged, and with a wave of his arm, countless vitality rushed towards Demon Yu's body like rows of turbid waves, instantly opening up her sea of consciousness.
Wen Qingye's heart sank, and in an instant, the primordial spirit left his body and rushed towards the sea of knowledge of the demon rain.
It was pitch black, in the empty sea of knowledge.
Only the rolling black waves kept surging, rushing endlessly, and the black light shimmered, which seemed a little abrupt and weird in this silent sea of knowledge.
Suddenly, a cacophony of voices rang out.
"Now that this host is almost overwhelmed, it's a good time for us to make a move."
"This body is mine, no one can move it" "Bastard, this body is obviously a woman's, and you still want to get involved?
Void Emperor, you are really disrespectful to the old" "This body has been eroded so badly by your resentment, it has been abolished, we are still devouring the primordial spirit of this host, each going his own way, looking for his own fate" "Yes, yes, Emperor Yun said well, he said well" "I also agree" In the depths of the sea of knowledge, a wisp of consciousness turned into the resentment of the Emperor Ling master gathered together, and he was carving up the body of the demon rain.
In the real sense of the moment, they are no longer the masters of the original Emperor Ling, but they are just a divine mind turned into resentment left behind in their lives, and this trace of mind is also transformed by resentment, which is extremely cruel and bloody.
"Then devour this host, let me come first" One of the black-clothed women screamed violently, and rushed towards the depths of the Demon Rain's Sea of Knowledge like flying arrows.
"Bastard, give me back" "It's not good, you can't let her take the lead" "It's really treacherous, it's vain to be the ancestor of Emperor Ling" The minds of many Emperor Ling masters saw the woman in dark rush out, with a hint of anger in their eyes, and they all quickly followed.
The woman in black was overjoyed when she saw the bright light in front of her, if she replaced this primordial god, then she would have a new body and be reborn.
As for those dead qi hidden in the bone marrow, it is just a kind of nourishment for her.
"Ahh But in the next moment, a white aurora appeared in front of her, and her eyes couldn't be opened, and her steps retreated again and again.
"Who is this man?"
"It doesn't seem simple, is it also the master of my Emperor Ridge?"
And at this time, the spirit of the Emperor Ling master's resentment was also surrounded, and all his eyes were quite jealous looking at the white-clothed man in front of him.
"Who are you?
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Do you know who I am?
” The woman in black looked at the man in white who suddenly appeared in front of her, eager to devour his bones, if it weren't for this person, maybe this body would be her own now.
Wen Qingye had a hint of a smile in his eyes, and said lightly: "Who are you?"
” A look of arrogance appeared in the woman's eyes, and she said coldly: "The first emperor of the thirtieth generation of Emperor Ling, Emperor Shura!"
” "Emperor Shura?
I don't think I've heard of this name," Wen Qingye put his hands behind him, as if he was in deep thought.
"Don't talk nonsense with this kid, let's quickly absorb the primordial god, and then the primordial god will collapse" In the crowd, a god who was turned into resentment by an Emperor Ling master shouted.
"Look, this kid in front of you is a living god, why should we go far and swallow him first."
Those minds saw Wen Qingye's eyes turn, and one by one they seemed to have turned into vicious ghosts, saw fresh flesh and blood, and attacked Wen Qingye with teeth and claws, as if they were going to devour him alive.
"Bastard!"
Wen Qingye's eyes were cold, and he drank clearly.
The sound was like a dark thunderbolt, and the gods only felt a buzz between their eardrums, and then a heavenly power struck, hitting their hearts hard.
An amazing scene occurred.
I saw that those resentful minds fluttered, and they suddenly knelt in a row, trembling and bowing their heads, and they didn't dare to come out.
The arrogance just now was infinite, and the shouting that devoured Wen Qingye's mind was even more chilling.
Oh, my God!
Who the hell is this person?
What the hell is he?