Miracle doctor tao yun

Deep in the lion camel cave.

Ye Shaochuan sits on the platform of Dharma. There is a strong wind and fire. Thunder and lightning come down from the sky. There are more stars shining. The ground fire spreads, and the evil spirit pervades the void.

On the platform of the Dharma, big flags stand up, on which the demon king and ghost master emerge, exuding a tremendous momentum. The demon flame is rolling, and various shapes of demons and ghosts are transformed. They roar and roar, just like living creatures, and they want to choose people to eat.

The inexhaustible spirit of nine days, the brilliance of stars, the thunder and fire of the vigorous wind, and the spirit of the earth are all flowing into the sea like a hundred rivers, and they rush into each of the zhenyuming magic flags.

Rao is a mountain with a vast spiritual vein and strong nine day wind, thunder and fire. It's like the tide, but it's still not enough for the hell devil to swallow.

In the twinkling of an eye, the whole mountainside was empty, revealing the Dharma platform. It was extremely quiet, as if the earth shaking movement just now was an illusion, extremely strange.

After swallowing up the huge power, each hell devil in the prison opened his mouth and vomited out the pure to the extreme. The gray air, like a mass of chaos, came into Ye Shaochuan's body.

This breath is the source of the hell demon, and it is the most terrible energy among the Three Realms - the power of chaos.

The power of chaos can produce and destroy all things, and create the void. It contains incredible power, and only the existence born before the creation of heaven and earth can absorb refining.

Those who are born after tomorrow have been isolated from the nature. Once they are infected with the power of chaos, they must be spirited away, and there is no reason to get away with it.

Ye Shaochuan is also thanks to the prison demon, who can use the boundless power of postnatal to rebel against the innate, and even the power of chaos to refine the body and improve the essence of the body.

The zhenyuming demon was born in the early days of Hongmeng. At that time, Pangu had not yet opened the world, and its essence was far stronger than all the creatures in the world. When it comes to the strength of the physical body, even the sorcerers who took the power of the physical body as the fundamental couldn't match it.

Ye Shaochuan has been practicing for so many years, and his physical body is naturally not weak. But compared with the zhenyuming devil, that is mud to Meiyu, it can't be compared.

Now he wants to take all the power of the hell devil into his own body. By then, he will use all his power to gain 108 magic powers cultivated by the Demon Lord. Even if he is not as strong as the leader, he is far superior to any quasi saint. His real power is boundless and powerful.

But it's not so easy to do so. His strength is still too poor. Let alone the power of 108 demon kings, even one is enough to support him.

Especially since the manifestation of the real body, the power of the Demon Lord has been improving all the time. It's faster than his cultivation. Once all the demon masters have reached the Dara realm, it's even more difficult for him to refine his power. It can be said that ants swallow elephants.

But now the zhenyuming magic flag is the most powerful power in his hands, and it is also the fundamental reliance. He can not limit the power of the demon lord, so he can only strengthen himself as soon as possible.

In front of us, we can use the power of the hell devil to refine the vitality of the heaven, condense a little bit of the most original power of chaos, integrate into ourselves, improve our strength, expand the source, and make some preparations for the future refining of the devil.

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Ye Shaochuan's eyes were closed, as if he was unaware of some of the things in front of him. A cloud of light rose above his head, and there were stars flowing on it. The white awns danced wildly, like snowflakes, like scales, floating between endless, continuous, faint dragon chanting.

Deep in the cloud light, there are three more green lotus swaying. Their spirit sits on the central lotus, and their eyes are closed. But they are trembling and their faces are dignified. Sometimes they appear the color of pain, as if they are suffering greatly.

Above Yuanshen, the air of chaos drips in and out like a snake. Every time it goes in and out, Yuanshen shrinks by one point.

In a short time, the original spirit, which was exactly the same as the size of the human body, became only the size of an adult's thumb, but the whole body was in the color of chaos, without any flesh and blood texture, which was similar to the spirit of the hell devil.

Although it has shrunk countless times, its momentum has become more and more powerful. Every move has a feeling of shaking the void, as if it contains boundless power.

"Yuan Shen is ten thousand times more concise, not only his power has been greatly increased, but also his sense of heaven and earth has been greatly strengthened." The cloud light, three flowers, Yuanshen income body, ye Shaochuan opened his eyes, God mangzhan Zhan.

The Qi of chaos is worthy of being the original energy generated in Hongmeng. Even a little bit of it is enough to change the essence of life. Now he quenches the original spirit according to the instinct in the mark of Zhenyu hell devil, and immediately realizes the benefits.

However, this process is extremely painful. It is equivalent to grinding and reconstituting the spirit and the body from the inside out. It is not a one-time process, but countless reconstitutions.

Despite the short time just now, in fact, the yuan Shen has been reorganized for more than 60000 times. Each time, it seems as if his soul is broken and he is reborn from nirvana. Among them, it's terrible, and it's hard to be humane.

But he insisted.

Ye Shaochuan knows very well that his time of cultivation is too short. If it is not for the power of zulongzhu, let alone compared with the great demons such as the Dragon King and lion camel king, even the white tiger demons who have practiced for hundreds and thousands of years can kill him.But even if there is Zu Longzhu, it is still far from enough. He peeps into the sky and knows what kind of existence he has to face. If he practices step by step, even if he has refined the power of Zu Longzhu, he will still be doomed in the end.

He thought to himself that he was far inferior to ZuLong in terms of talent, Qi luck and so on. If he didn't take some unusual measures, ZuLong would end up being himself tomorrow.

This is because he is not alert. Compared with the death of the body and soul, or being enslaved on the list of gods, this kind of pain is nothing.

Especially now he has a sense of urgency. He always feels that he doesn't have enough time. If he can't train the hell devil into himself as soon as possible, he will have a long dream.

In addition to refining the hell demon, there is the East emperor bell. He has been trying to refine it. After all, this magic weapon is the most powerful weapon to open the sky. If it is refined one day earlier, it will have more chance to control the fate.

"Detached, only detached from this damned destiny, can we really control our own destiny. I once looked up at the starry sky like a mole ant, but now I finally have this chance. I can't miss it. " Ye Shaochuan's eyes are full of God, and his heart seems to roar at heaven and earth.

He was fed up with the feeling that fate was out of control.

He wants to resist, to be detached, and to really control his own life. Everything else is nothing. Only when he controls his own destiny can he be a chess player.