The Second Immortal Road

The little black boy moved to the side with a gentle move, a group of trembling, trembling soul was sucked into his hand, watching the group of weak souls constantly emanating a wave of fear , Wei Hei Tong's face did not change at all, but with a light stroke, the weak soul instantly turned into three equal parts.

Ordinary monks’ souls are inherently fragile, delicate and abnormal, and a little damage may deteriorate into fatal consequences, but Han Ming’s weak spiritual consciousness was directly cut into three parts, as if a person was cut into pieces. The three stages are average, it is already irreparable damage!

Once the primordial spirit was cut into three segments, there was no tremor in an instant, or there was a little fluctuation. The three segments of divine consciousness first shrank suddenly, and then suddenly burst into pieces, turning into dots of aura, dissipating toward the periphery. After opening, this kind of situation has been regarded as the extinction of the form and spirit in the world of cultivating immortals.

But at this time, the little black boy casually touched, hundreds of silver tadpole-like words fluttered out of it, and then divided into three parts, covering the three groups of spiritual light formed by the dissipated Han Ming Yuanshen, and he was amazed at this moment. When the incident happened, the three groups of Yuanshen's aura no longer dissipated unexpectedly.

Although the aura of the primordial spirit no longer dissipates, the three groups of auras have lost their vitality and there is no vitality fluctuations. The spiritual consciousness in them has dissipated. It seems that what is left is just a swell of heaven and earth energy, just like after a person's death, left behind His corpse was just a piece of flesh and blood.

The little black boy pinched a magic trick slightly, and formed three talismans that looked extremely mysterious. Then with one hand, he knocked the three talismans into the spiritual light of the three primordial spirits, and then single-handed them. Move, just **** the dome to the side in the air.

That big egg of dozens of feet in this child's hand, as if it was just a small toy, can be easily grasped.

The little black boy glanced at the three groups of Yuanshen Aura, and then picked a group out of them, and then slowly forced the aura toward the giant egg.

At the beginning, the group of aura had some repulsive force, it seemed that it was unwilling to rush into the dome, and the black and ink lightning on the dome was also flickering, it seemed that it was trying to split the group of the soul of the soul. When the aura dissipated, but the profound and profound talisman in the original spirit light flashed slightly, suppressing the lightning, and controlling this group of original spirit light to slowly melt into the giant egg !

Under the urging of the little black boy, the spirit of the soul gradually merged into the dome, and the black thunder and lightning on the surface of the dome, the devilish energy, and the dark energy also collected into the egg shell. , Except for the huge size of the entire dome, there is nothing strange about it anymore!

Then the boy in black turned his head and pulled another Aura of the Primordial God to his hand, so the reapplication of the technique forced the aura toward the pale golden bones, which was also the rune in the Aura of the Primordial God. There was a slight flash, assisting the group of soul spirit to melt into the bones.

Similarly, the last primordial spirit light was also forced into the blood mist that had exploded from Han Ming's body.

Seeing the bones, blood mist, and giant eggs floating in front of him, the black child's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he silently said to himself: "He seems to be just an ordinary person, really not that seed. It is possible that at the beginning of the birth of spiritual consciousness, he unconsciously took away a certain seed. But it doesn't matter, it doesn't make much sense whether it is or not, and even if it is not, he is considered to be.

After the little black boy had finished talking to himself, he slowly closed his eyes and remained motionless. He did not meditate, but began to practice.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three years have passed in a hurry. At this time, the bones, blood fog, and the appearance of the dome have all changed drastically, and the original appearance is no longer visible!

The dome has actually shrunk at this time. It was originally tens of meters in size, like a pavilion, but now it is about one person tall, and there is still a strong magical energy around the dome, swimming back and forth. Go, like a magic snake.

Not only did the devilish energy on this dome surge, but it also increased a lot of vitality. It was originally lifeless. A little bit of investigation will reveal that it is a dead egg, but now you don’t need to explore it, you can feel the cause of the dome. Vigorous fluctuations inside out!

Except for the dome, the blood fog has changed a lot. It was originally just a scattered blood-red fog, with a **** smell, but now the blood fog has condensed together, and it is caused by the fog. He turned into a human appearance, but his skin was blood red all over, not a normal human skin color. At a glance, it looked quite similar to the blood corpses that were sacrificed by the evil cultivators.

The last skeleton has changed even more. Before Han Ming awakened the five-element molten gold body, the skeleton of his whole body became pale gold, but now the pale gold on the skeleton has receded and changed back to that of an ordinary human skeleton. White.

The color of the skeleton has changed back, but the appearance of the skeleton has changed tremendously. Four or five and a half-foot-long sharp bone spurs grew on its spine. The long bone tail and the mouthful of human teeth have disappeared, replaced by a mouthful of white and shiny fangs.

This skeleton originally belonging to Han Ming turned into a monster of unknown species.

At this moment, a group of white flames suddenly appeared in the monster's bones and skulls that had been silent for three years. This group of white flames was so weak that it seemed to be extinguished by a gentle breeze!

Although the flame was faint, once it was born, the skeleton monster seemed to be suddenly given life, and it moved slowly, with a bone tail swinging slowly, and at the same time it instinctively gave out a roar.

At this time, Wei Hei Tong's eyes that had been closed finally opened slowly, looking at the skeleton, the blood man, and the shrunken dome with a plain face.

"Rong!" The little black boy yelled softly and waved with one hand. The skeleton, the blood man and the dome actually leaned towards each other, and the three directly merged without any rejection at all.

Seeing that there was only a dome left in front of him, the black child made a single move. The volume recorded the Three Corpse Art, and the golden scroll of the Five Elements Molten Art flew to his hand. After that, he didn't wait to do anything~www.wuxiaspot. com~ The scroll suddenly turned into millions of small golden characters, as if ten thousand flowed into the sea, directly integrated into the dome!

"Although you are most likely not my spiritual seed, I still hope that you will not be like me. At the end of your cultivation, you find that it is nothing but nothing." The little black boy murmured to the dome. Yang Tian sighed, there was a trace of depression on Gu Jing Wubo's face, and a trace of relief in his chaotic eyes.

"Finally, I will give you one more thing, I hope you can go a little bit further!" The little black boy smiled, and then his right hand with five fingers into claws, grabbed his own chest, and the whole palm of his hand went straight into him. In my own chest!

The black boy pulled out his right hand without changing his face and placed his palm in front of his eyes. After that, there was an extra yellow bone in his hand.

With a slight thought in the mouth, the shape of the dry bone in the black boy's hand changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but after ten breaths of effort, this bone became a yellow bone sword.

Lean the bone sword lightly on his forehead, and then gently let go, the bone sword slid off his palm and fell into a pile of bones, and at the same time the figure of the black boy exploded. , Turned into wisps of the spirit of the spirit and drifted away.