hey demon

Chapter 877
Booming, the terrifying eyes of the sky opened, and thunder was like rain. At this moment, the dreams of all beings who were originally grotesque also lost all their colors, as if ushering in the final judgment.

"Extinction God Thunder, it seems that this world is really hard to tolerate strangers!"

Standing in the dreamland, Wumian's expression changed slightly as he watched the black thunderbolts falling from the sky, wantonly displaying the aura of destruction.

The God of Extinction is a kind of thunder of heaven and earth. It is mainly for killing, and it is best at killing dharma bodies and immortal souls. It is a kind of divine thunder that makes people change their faces.

"It's a good thing it wasn't Destroyer God Thunder, otherwise I would really have to close my eyes and wait to die. The heavens left a glimmer of life after all."

With breath rising all over his body, Wumian calmly faced the falling Divine Thunder of Extinction.

There is no calamity for a monk to ascend to immortality, fire calamity for monsters to ascend to immortality, and heavenly punishment for aliens to ascend to immortality. As an alien, Wumian can clearly feel the rejection of him by this world at this moment, and the root of it is that aliens have innate gods. The blood of the devil.

Hum, the supernatural powers are working, the void is distorted, turning the void into reality, Huang Ting blessedly appeared in the dreams of all living beings, sheltering the sleepless within.

"Although it can't be compared with the real Huang Tingfu Land, it's enough to block the thunder."

When a thought arises, communicates with the Dreamwalking Palace, runs the laws of the dream path, senses the heaven and the earth, and Wumian begins to desperately absorb the inspirations from the heavens and the earth. At this moment, dozens of real dreams are shattered by the Dreamwalking Palace, turning into heaven and earth inspirations for Wumian to absorb.

Different people's ascension to immortality is different from monks' ascent to immortality. There is no feedback from the power of blessed land, and they can only seize the good fortune of heaven and earth. Only in this way can they condense the body of the demon emperor and transform the soul of the demon emperor. To be robbed.

The heaven and the earth are rolling in, mixed with fairy aura, and the demon bones in Wumian's body begin to bloom with dazzling brilliance. This is actually a kind of innate manifested fairy aperture, called Sea of ​​Qi, which is similar to the dantian of a real human being. Orifice, but it can not only carry mana, but also carry various types of magic, which is very miraculous.

At this moment, within the sleepless demon bone, a huge demon core spins rapidly, constantly devouring the heaven and earth's inspiration, while the sky is dotted with spell seeds.

A monster condenses a demon pill when it is in the demon king's realm, but when it reaches the demon king's realm, it needs to break open the demon pill, transform into a source of mana, and make the demon power change again, and use this to refine the demon body, revive the blood, and open the corresponding celestial body. orifice.

"broken!"

At a certain moment, Wumian felt that his own accumulation was enough, and Wumian decisively shattered his demon core. Once he took this step, he would not regret it.

Click, the power of the law falls, shining like a heavenly knife, the demon core is cut open immediately, and there is infinite light derived. At this moment, the sleepless sea of ​​​​qi seems to turn into a bright place, filled with endless light, Immediately afterwards, a sea of ​​air was released, completely exaggerating his entire body, as if he had turned into light.

At this moment, his alien blood was double baptized by mana and law, and began to revive and reshape. The dusty fairy apertures were lit up one by one, five in total, the most obvious being the left and right Tianmu apertures in the eyes, There are miracles growing in it.

At the same time, a touch of greenness flew out of the boundless sea of ​​air, and went straight into the sleepless left and right celestial eye apertures, blending with it, making it transform again, and began to develop a complete dao mark.

When Wumian turned back to the innate, the left and right celestial eye openings were opened, and the innate supernatural power, like a dream, was born. Now, this innate supernatural power is undergoing subtle changes, and it has begun to spontaneously evolve.

Huh, the spirit of the fairy is pervasive. At this moment, Wu Mian's body has a little demon emperor's aura. He has already stepped into the threshold of the demon emperor. The barrier of the blessed land was torn apart by the God of Extinction Thunder, and the pitch-black thunder light hit Wu Mian's body directly, trying to tear his demon body apart and obliterate his soul.

"The demon core is shattered, and it's born to come out. Since it is going to be destroyed, then it should be done thoroughly. All kinds of thunder will follow me into dreams."

After waiting for what he wanted, at this moment, Wumian let go of his defense, allowing the God of Extinction to tear his body apart.

Booming, the thunder light shocked the world, destroying everything, the original brilliant brilliance was completely torn apart, leaving only a destructive sea of ​​thunder.

Time passed, I don't know how long it has passed, the thunder light is still bright, and in the center of the sea of ​​thunder, there are strands of chaotic air rising, and then the chaos spawns, engulfing the thunder, directly turning the land of thousands of miles into a place of chaos.

And this is not the end, at a certain moment, the yin and yang qi are like scissors, chaos is opened up, ten thousand qi are derived, and a brand new small world begins to appear, filled with a strong fairy atmosphere, just like a blessed land that has just been opened.

Immediately afterwards, relying on the indestructibility of the soul, Wu Mian reunited his soul again under the thunder calamity, but he was half awake, as if he was dreaming.

The most critical step in practicing Longhushan Golden Elixir is to generate chaos and reopen the world. This requires specific supernatural powers, such as Zhang Chunyi's yin and yang two qi shears, but Wumian took a different approach and completed this step in a dream , The dream-like supernatural powers he possesses can turn dreams into reality, and even the most critical interior scene of Derived Blessed Land has been jumped over by him.

You must know that there is no inner scene, and it is difficult to achieve a blessed place simply by opening up the void. The inner scene is the foundation of a blessed place. This is also the difficulty for monsters to practice golden elixirs. Wumian directly uses the power of supernatural powers to ignore the process and achieve it in one step.

Huh, I was sleeping soundly. In my dream, Wumian refined myriad qi into pills, and transformed the blessed land into a bright golden pill. At this moment, the newly born blessed land suddenly collapsed, moved by an invisible force, as if about to burst into flames. Turn into a great pill.

"A big dream will eventually pay off!"

Feeling something, a joyful smile appeared on his face, Wumian quietly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep purple, crystal clear like gems, flowing with a strange brilliance, there were Dao marks engraved in them, each eye contained a kind of Supernatural powers, the left eye is like a dream, which can turn illusion into reality, and the right eye is like illusion, which can turn reality into illusion.

At this moment, these two supernatural powers have reached the level of two heavens, and each has ten dao marks. Monsters are different from humans in that they emphasize blood and heels.

Not only do you not need to measure the fairy orifice when you break through the demon emperor, you rely on the power of the blood to open it naturally, break open the demon core, and when the blood is revived, there will be a burst of natal vitality, which is closely connected with the blood of the monster, which can help the monster. The supernatural powers turned into natal supernatural powers.

Once the supernatural powers are transformed into natal powers, as the cultivation level increases, even if the monster does not deliberately cultivate, the power of this supernatural power will naturally increase until the supernatural powers limit, and because it is dissolved in the blood, it is far better for monsters to comprehend the supernatural powers of their own lives than Daoists. It's so easy, and to a certain extent, it can even be passed on through blood. This is the fundamental reason why those powerful monster groups have inherited supernatural powers.

Of course, ordinary monsters only have one level of supernatural power at the beginning of their cultivation, and the reason why Wumian starts with two levels is entirely because his accumulation is too thick.

In the previous process, Wumian directly used his natal vitality to transform his own innate supernatural powers into natal supernatural powers, and it was precisely because of this that his eyes turned into immortals in advance, revealing the characteristics of immortals and gods.

At this moment, tens of thousands of dao marks were actually engraved in his eyes, but most of them were silent, only ten dao marks on the left and right were lit.

"Turned into one's own life, dreamlike supernatural powers are like a seed that has completely grown into a big tree, and has evolved into seven layers. It is a real great supernatural power. If measured by Dao species, it is already comparable to high-grade Dao species."

"Now I have clearly grasped the practice method of this great supernatural power, and then I just need to follow the steps step by step. Now let me see the power of this supernatural power."

A thought appeared, his eyes glowed with divine light, and Wumian began to distort reality.

In the next instant, all the scars on his body were wiped away, and the torn body condensed again, as if the catastrophe had never come.

"It's a wonderful feeling. It's only the last step."

As he spoke, Wumian stretched out his palm and grasped the collapsing blessed land in his hand.

"Did I succeed or did I fail?"

Withdrawing his palm, he looked at the golden pill the size of a grain of rice on his fingertips, a trace of doubt appeared on Wumian's face.

Shaking his head, Wumian swallowed this golden elixir. At this moment, he completely made up for his shortcomings and reached the realm of the demon emperor. Although it was a little small, it was a "golden elixir" after all.

And the reason why he is so small is that Wumian can roughly guess the reason. He borrowed the power of dream-like magical powers to open up the world in his dreams and refine the golden elixir. It's just superficial, and it's a lot worse in essence, which leads to his congenital deficiency of golden core.

However, Jindan is Jindan after all. Although it is not like Zhang Chunyi who can squander mana recklessly, Jindan is endless and can recover and accumulate mana continuously. Endless possibilities.

Feeling the completeness of himself, Wumian really wanted to repeat the sentence "Swallow a golden elixir into my stomach, my fate is up to me, but after thinking about it, forget it."

Wipe away the traces with a wave of your hand, sense the sleepwalking palace, transform yourself into a colorful butterfly, sink your sleepless figure into the dreams of all beings, and disappear, this is the power of middle-grade Taoist sleepwalking.

(End of this chapter)