Fantasy: After reading books for 10,000 years, I became an emperor

Jiulixian Island, in a quaint courtyard.

Lan stood aside respectfully without regret and told her life and experience.

For the Lan family, he didn’t have much resentment.

The law of the jungle preys on the strong, and the strong are respected! This is the law of the world.

The moment he stepped into the Purgatory Rakshasa Realm, he gave up the Lan family.

From now on, there will be no involvement with the Lan family… 㐐

Jiang Beixuan listened quietly on the side.

In this world, Lan’s unrepentant experience is not unusual.

It’s just that some people sink in despair, and some people still choose to reverse their fate~.

How it ends up is a personal choice.

Whoops!!

A gray mist suddenly appeared in Jiang Beixuan’s palm.

Thick demonic qi surged in the mist, and runes containing boundless qi flickered.

The moment this gray mist appeared. Above the firmament, there was a thunderous roar.

This ominous demonic aura was actually intolerable. I want to bring down the heavenly punishment.

Lan looked at the mist without regret, her heart trembling slightly.

At this time, Jiang Beixuan spoke without hurry,

“No regrets… Dare to go against this destiny? ”

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Lan Buxie, and he explained,

“This is the primordial demon source, from the era of the beginning of chaos, gathering the world’s ominous!”

“If you can successfully fuse it, you will forge the strongest primordial demon body in the world, and you can reach the top of the extreme path in the future, and even achieve immortality.”

Hearing this, Lan Wuxi’s eyes were hot.

Reach the top of the pole and achieve immortality… Isn’t this exactly the road you are pursuing?

But this gray haze gave him a feeling. Extremely eerie and dangerous.

If it is a fusion, no one knows what will happen…

At this time, Jiang Beixuan’s flat voice sounded again.

“The source of the primordial demon is the most evil and ominous thing. The risk of convergence… It is comparable to surviving in the Purgatory Rakshasa Realm for a hundred days!! ”

“You have to think about it.”

“The integration is successful, and the sky is one step ahead.

“But if it is devoured by the demon source, it will be impossible to recover, and even the true spirit will be annihilated.”

“Don’t say that you are a teacher at that time, even if the immortal king comes, it will not be able to save you.”

Saying this, Jiang Beixuan’s voice stopped abruptly.

All this is decided by Lan Wu Regret herself

Although the primordial demon source is an ominous thing, it is also a protracted opportunity.

If it is cast into the Primordial Demon Body, even if you look at the entire young generation of the Yanyang Great World, it will definitely be the best.

After becoming an immortal, the combat power of the Primordial Demon Body will be even more terrifying, and it can almost crush the invincible in the same realm!!

Looking at the gray mist, Lan fell silent without regret.

After a long time.

He bowed deeply towards Jiang Beixuan and spoke respectfully,

“No regrets, Master Xie gave me the opportunity.”

Saying this, Lan Wuxi’s eyes showed determination.

The moment he broke into the Purgatory Rakshasa Realm, he had already looked down on life and death.

In the coming world, how can we survive?

Although the fusion of the Primordial Demon Source is dangerous, why is it not a chance?

“Well…”

“Take it.”

Jiang Beixuan waved his hand casually, and the gray mist landed steadily in front of Lan Wuxuan.

“All you need to do is touch it with your hand and you can start fusing.”

“Now, you still have a chance to give up.

“Once you start to integrate, there is no way back.”

Jiang Beixuan admonished with a serious face.

Lan did not regret hearing this, his face did not show the slightest hesitation, and directly raised his hand to grab the gray mist.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color and thunder roared

Thundered!!!

A bucket-thick, silver-like python-like thunder pierced through the sky and smashed towards Lan Wuxiang.

In the beginning, the source of the devil, heaven and earth are not tolerated.

㚎 If you choose to merge, you will be rejected by heaven and earth, and calamities will continue! Heavenly punishment is experienced every nine hundred years…

Only by achieving the Heavenly Immortals can one be completely free from calamity and thunder punishment outside the world of escape.

But this is also the horror of the Primordial Demon Body

All servants depend on each other and experience heavenly punishment. The Primordial Demon Body will also become more and more powerful.

Look at the overwhelming thunder.

Jiang Beixuan directly withdrew the formation above the Zhenshi Saint Sect.

The original demon source is originally an existence against the sky. It’s just a few thunder punishments, and it can’t break through that rolling demonic qi at all.

Thundered!!!

Brilliant light filled the entire courtyard.

Jiang Beixuan stood in place with his hands in his hands, runes flickering under his feet, and countless Dao formed a large net, completely protecting everything in the small courtyard.

The thunder didn’t last long.

But Lan’s unrepentant situation is not optimistic.

His body was covered in green tendons, and his face was full of hideousness

The will is gradually collapsing, and the body seems to be roasting in purgatory.

Endless pain tormented his soul.

One after another, the violent and bloodthirsty anger kept devouring him…

If it weren’t for that indomitable will, he would have exploded and died.

Immortal Dao… Phoenix……

His nails dug deep into the skin.

Demonic energy surrounded him, and his body was changing rapidly.

The breath of Xeon is recovering!

If the fusion is successful, he will be completely reborn.

Jiang Beixuan watched Lan on the side, and there was no bottom in his heart.

Lan did not regret although he survived one hundred and eight days in the Purgatory Rakshasa Realm.

But…… After all, this is the source of the Primordial Devil! The most evil and ominous thing in the world.

In the long years, few cultivators had successfully fused the Primordial Demon Source.

Outside Jiulixian Island.

The day of the Great Competition of the Sect is getting closer and closer

The Tianjiao between all veins are eager to try.

Their goal is simple.

That is to suppress Ji Changkong and become the future Holy Lord!

The qualifications and strength of these Tianjiao are extremely amazing, and there are several true disciples of the Zhenshi Saint Sect who have supreme physiques

In this regard, Ji Changkong has also felt more and more pressure recently.

Although he is a member of the Jiuli Immortal Island, Jiang Beixuan stands behind him.

But after all, he is only a named disciple of Master Venerable, and although he has amazing perseverance, he is far inferior to the true transmission of various veins in terms of cultivation talent.

In an ancient hall, Ji Changkong’s face was full of melancholy.

“Alas…”

“In this matter, you must seek to see the master.”

“All veins of Tianjiao, the lowest is the realm of true gods.”

“If you want to calm everyone, this time the sect is compared… I have to get the top ranking. ”

“But my strength in the early stage of the true god, I’m afraid it will be difficult to enter the top thirty.”

Putting down the jade Jane in his hand, Ji Changkong walked out of the hall.

Over the years, he had been busy dealing with sect affairs and had neglected his cultivation.

Today, Ji Changkong has almost become a quasi-holy lord.

The current Saint Lord of the Zhenshi Holy Sect has completely relinquished his rights and handed it over to his juniors.

Controlling the magic weapon, Ji Changkong hurried towards Jiuli Immortal Island with thousands of thoughts in his mind.

At the same time, he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

At the beginning, he promised his master, and he would definitely not live up to his high hopes and become the next holy lord.

Now, although his support rate and reputation within the sect have gradually increased.

But his own strength is too low, and he is simply not enough to become a future Saint Lord.

This world, after all, the immortal path is respected.

The Zhenshi Saint Sect is the only overlord of the Yantu Hundred Domains, and to become a Saint Lord, it must be strong enough!

Holy Lord this position… Is it the façade of the Zhenshi Shengzong?

How can a weak holy Lord serve the multitude?

Even though numerous elders are supportive of themselves. Those young and vigorous Tianjiao will not be convinced!

This will seriously affect the cohesion of the sect

Unconsciously, Ji Changkong had already stepped into Jiuli Immortal Island.

Looking at the simple courtyard not far away, his heart was even more apprehensive.

For a while, he didn’t even dare to step forward.

But at this moment, Jiang Beixuan’s voice suddenly came from the small courtyard.

“Changkong, come to Master Wei, but is there something wrong?”

“Come in…”

Hearing this, Ji Changkong had to carefully step into the small courtyard.

With the wooden door creaking open, the rolling demonic qi suddenly pressed towards Ji Changkong, looking at Lan Wu with a fierce face, his face was stunned, and he was a little overwhelmed.

.0 over 0

“He is your fourth senior brother and has survived in the Purgatory Rakshasa Realm for more than a hundred days.”

“Today… is fusing the Primordial Demon Source Billion”

After briefly explaining a few words, Jiang Beixuan smiled and leaned on the wooden chair.

The most dangerous moment has passed, and Lan Bu regrets that he is about to successfully fuse the Primordial Demon Source and forge the Primordial Demon Body.

This will be the most amazing existence among his four true disciples.

And after Ji Changkong heard Jiang Beixuan’s explanation, his eyes couldn’t help but show a touch of horror.

Being able to survive in the Purgatory Rakshasa Realm for more than a hundred days, this perseverance and Dao heart are probably not inferior to the former Senior Brother Lin Yi.

Although he didn’t know what the Primeval Demon Source was, looking at Lan Buregret’s hideous and painful face, he could roughly guess one or two.

This should be some kind of opportunity given by the master

Seeing this, Ji Changkong’s eyes showed envy.

But before he had time to think about it, he quickly said the purpose of coming here.

When Jiang Beixuan heard this, he did not show any displeasure, but just looked at Ji Changkong lightly, and calmly spoke,

“So, you want to improve your strength quickly…”

“As everyone knows, the immortal path must be taken step by step, and there has never been any shortcut.”

“Even if some methods that seem to be shortcuts, they either come at a huge price or are misguided…”

Hearing this, Ji Changkong bowed his head respectfully.

There is no shortcut to the immortal path, he naturally knows it

The so-called way to quickly improve strength is also just as Master Venerable said.

Either it costs a lot or even lives.

The rest is a crooked path, no return.

But if you don’t have strength, how can you take the position of Holy Lord?

“Ask the Master to show you the way…”

Ji Changkong knelt on the ground.

He was unwilling to give up.

Becoming a holy Lord is both the teacher’s expectation and his wish.

Over the years, he gradually understood that ruling a sect and witnessing the rise of the Zhenshi Saint Sect… This is his way!

If he failed this time, for him, it would not only be the loss of the position of the Holy Lord, but also the shattering of the Dao heart.

“That’s it.”

At this time, Jiang Beixuan slowly got up, his eyes looked into the distance, he raised his hand and waved, and a large array appeared outside the small courtyard. _

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