Chapter 950

Boo, boo!

The sun's fire gradually gathered away, and the body of the strong man turned into ashes in the flame just now.

Zhuo Wen's face was expressionless. When he stepped on the soles of his feet, he disappeared here like a ghost. All the way, Zhuo Wen went straight back to the inn reserved by Emperor Yan and others.

In the inn, Emperor Yan and others are not here. They should all go out. After all, the barren ancient city is very vast, and there are a variety of strong people in it. They all come to the barren ancient city for the first time. Naturally, they want to see it.

And Zhuo Wen guessed that Mo Lingtian and others were bound to go to the street where he had just gone. After all, there were many strong stalls there. Maybe they could find some treasures in it.

Zhuo Wen is the best example. The damaged imperial ware he found contains terrible magic patterns. This magic pattern is extremely powerful. I'm afraid it will be of great benefit to him to cultivate the secret method of entering the Tao with magic.

Back to his room, Zhuo Wen also found that the five Ziyang Tianzun people who lived next door to him had disappeared. I'm afraid they couldn't bear to go out lonely.

However, Zhuo Wen did not have any color of blame. Although the soul mark of Ziyang Tianzun five people was mastered by him and became his slaves, Zhuo Wen did not restrict their freedom.

The five of them can cultivate to heaven, and their talent is beyond doubt. Moreover, the physical qualification reshaped by Xiao Hei is also good. Zhuo Wen believes that their cultivation will be further.

Therefore, for the five people, Zhuo Wen is laissez faire and free. If they are restricted everywhere, it will have an impact on their own state of mind and cultivation.

Back in the room, Zhuo Wen took out a futon from the Lingjie. Then Shi Shiran sat on it and began to adjust his breath silently. After his breath completely calmed down, Zhuo Wen took out the damaged imperial instrument.

"Just now in the booth, the pattern on the body of the long gun turned into a terrible magic pattern in my mind, which caused the abnormal appearance of the Buddha's magic eye. I don't know if I can do it again now." Zhuo Wen whispered with flashing eyes.

Xiao Hei stood lazily on Zhuo Wen's shoulder and said faintly, "just try."

Nodding, Zhuo Wen pointed to the center of his eyebrow with his right hand. Suddenly, the Buddha magic eye hidden in his sea appeared from the center of his eyebrow. At the moment, the Buddha magic eye was shaking strongly.

Originally, the Buddha's magic eye was golden on the left and black on the right. At the moment, it was shrouded by the dark color. It turned into an extremely black magic eye. A terrible smell of magic surged out of the magic eye.

At the moment when the magic eye appeared, the pattern on the surface of the long gun emperor in Zhuo Wen's hand was immediately dyed by a dark. The original blurred pattern became clearer and clearer, and finally the pattern turned into a magic pattern.

Boom!

A terrible smell of magic was revealed from the magic pattern, and then the terrible magic gas turned into a black pillar of light, rising from Zhuo Wen's room to break through Zhuo Wen's room.

"No! You can't let this magic light out, otherwise Zhuo Wen will attract countless strong people here. At that time, Zhuo Wen will be finished."

Xiao Hei's face changed greatly. As soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet and waved his little claws, suddenly dark black energy gushed out of his little black claws and turned into a black border in the whole room.

Boom!

The light column of the devil rose into the sky and suddenly exploded into the boundary in the room. When the two collided, there was a violent vibration. The boundary arranged by Xiao Hei trembled and crumbled, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Damn it! Stop it for the dragon master."

The little black eyes were cold, the little claws waved again, and the dark black energy gushed out again. The boundary in the room became thicker and thicker, which finally blocked the restless black light column.

"What a powerful magic pattern. After years of baptism, the power left on the magic pattern is still so terrible. Who is the owner of the long gun?"

Xiao Hei stares at the long gun in Zhuo Wen's hand with some shock, and his eyes are full of dignified color.

Zhuo Wen also breathed a sigh and remembered that the demon light column really rushed out of the room just now. Zhuo Wen didn't dare to think about the consequences.

This is a deserted ancient city. The strong are like clouds, and there are countless Tianzun strong. Even the strong in the imperial realm is not so rare. If he makes a big noise, he will undoubtedly seek death. Even if Zhuo Wen has many cards and the five tianzuns, he will be finished.

After a while of fear, Zhuo Wen began to look at the long spear emperor's weapon in his hand. At the moment, the magic eye and magic gas rolled, and the magic gas shrouded the whole long spear emperor's weapon, as if looking for something.

"Boy, there are magic patterns in the long gun imperial weapon. I'm afraid it's an extremely terrible magic soldier. The power of the magic soldier with magic patterns is much stronger than that of ordinary imperial weapons. The one who holds this magic soldier is definitely an extremely powerful magic emperor." Xiao Hei said solemnly.

"Demon emperor? Demon soldier?"

Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice with tiny pupils. The so-called demon emperor is actually the title of the emperor's realm. Generally speaking, the martial arts practitioners of the demon Tao are much stronger than ordinary martial arts practitioners.

For example, the cultivation of cold devil's way is only the initial stage of Tianzun realm, but it has the strength of Tianzun's peak, and its combat power is extremely terrible.

The martial arts practitioners who cultivate the devil's way, once they are promoted to the realm of imperial power, can achieve the ancient and modern devil, and the martial arts who can achieve the devil are basically invincible at the same level, and their combat power is terrible.

However, there is no such thing as pie falling from the sky in the world. The devil cultivator obtains much stronger power than the martial arts of the same level, but at the same time, the difficulty of promotion is several times that of ordinary martial arts.

Therefore, the number of practitioners who are promoted to become the devil emperor is very small. Once they are promoted to the devil emperor, their strength will reach an extremely terrible level, which is enough to frighten people.

In Dongtu, although Zhuo Wen has heard of the legend of the devil emperor, he has never heard of a devil emperor achieving saints, because the devil cultivators are too rebellious and act against the sky. It is more difficult for the devil emperor to reach the devil Saint than ordinary martial arts to achieve saints, and there are many disasters.

There are so many restrictions, so the number of demon practitioners in Tiankai mainland is very small. The devil road is not a complete demon practitioner, but he has explored a little secret method of entering the road with demons, which is at most half a demon practitioner.

It is said that every demon emperor was born to shake the past and the present and fight the world disorderly, and the imperial tools used by the demon emperor will also be endowed with magic patterns by the heaven and the earth. Therefore, the magic soldiers held by the demon emperor are far more terrible than ordinary imperial tools.

"Can the magic eye repair the magic soldier?" Zhuo Wen looked at the magic soldier shrouded by the rolling magic gas.

"Dream! The demon soldiers have been damaged like this. Even if the demon emperor is reborn, it can't be repaired completely." Xiao Hei said coldly.

Zhuo Wen frowned and said, "what's the devil's eye doing?"

Xiao Hei's eyes were dignified. He came to the top of the magic eye and looked at it carefully. He was surprised and said, "I'm afraid the magic eye is going to extract the magic pattern in the magic soldier. The magic pattern is a powerful mark formed by the magic emperor's perception of heaven and earth before his death. It contains a terrible magic gas, which is not a small benefit to the magic eye."

"Extract the magic pattern?" Zhuo Wen was stunned, but his eyes were staring at the action of the magic eye.

Buzz!

A buzzing sound came out from the devil soldiers in the devil Qi. The sound contained a strong color of sadness.

The demon soldier should have reflected his value in endless killing, but over countless years, he lost his master and spirit. In the dusty time, he fell and degenerated. Until today, he was awakened by the demon spirit again.

"Give me the magic pattern and I'll help you fight again."

Zhuo Wen's eyes twinkled and suddenly murmured to the magic soldier in the rolling magic gas. At the same time, his mind urged the magic eye to release more and more powerful magic gas.

"Woo woo..."

The sound of grief became louder and louder, and the magic soldiers began to hesitate. The magic pattern is its life and its core. Can it trust the human in front of it?

"You... Know the devil?" the sad voice sounded slowly from the devil soldiers.

"Do you think I don't know magic?"

Zhuo Wen muttered to himself, and immediately a stream of blood wrapped Zhuo Wen. Then Zhuo culture made blood hair and blood eyes, and a stream of magic gas gushed out of Zhuo Wen's body, as if at this moment, Zhuo culture was a great devil who killed more than once.

"I have been practicing Buddhism for three lifetimes in my previous life, and I have been seeking evil for three thousand years in this life. The devil's blood is thrown into the blue sky, which will bear all the world but not me."

A faint voice came from Zhuo Wen's mouth, and the demon soldier suddenly became silent when he heard the speech, then issued a sad buzzing sound, and then a magic pattern swept out of the rolling magic gas and printed on Zhuo Wen's right cheek.

"You... Have a real desire for magic, and you also have a magic eye. Maybe you can really lead this magic pattern to fight again in the world and let it rekindle the magic power of previous lives."

The faint voice came, and then the rolling magic gas slowly dispersed. After losing the magic pattern, the rusty magic soldiers collapsed inch by inch and turned into powder.

"Magic pattern?"

Touching the black magic pattern on his right cheek, Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered. He didn't expect that the magic soldier finally gave him the magic pattern. What's more, the magic pattern was printed directly into his right cheek.

"What a strong magic Qi. There is such a terrible magic Qi in the magic pattern..."

Zhuo Wen only felt that a hot color came from his right cheek, and then a terrible devil gas drilled into Zhuo Wen's sea of knowledge, making Zhuo Wen's pupil turn into a dark color involuntarily.

"Boy! Control the magic eye to absorb this magic Qi."

Xiao Hei's eager voice came, and Zhuo Wen also returned to his mind. He quickly thought. The magic eye suspended in front of Zhuo Wen turned into a black awn and drilled into the depths of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.

At the same time, the evil Qi that had spread into Zhuo Wenzhi sea was also absorbed by the magic eye.

For a moment, Zhuo Wen's pressure became much less. The magic eye was really strong and could carry so much magic Qi.

"Maybe you can cultivate the way of becoming a devil with the help of excess magic Qi."

His eyes twinkled. While the magic eye absorbed the magic Qi, Zhuo Wen also absorbed the magic Qi, and began to silently cultivate the way of becoming a devil along the meridians.