Now That You Have Betrayed the Sect, Who Will Still Pamper You?

Outside the Demonic Dragon Sea, a blue escaping light cut through the void, escaping towards the land at an extremely fast speed.

Du Yucheng frowned slightly, while controlling the Star Escape Compass to fly away, he used his spiritual consciousness to pay attention to the movements around him.

"Catching up again."

Her tone was quite unpleasant. After speaking, she took out a top-quality spiritual stone and placed it on the star escape compass. The speed of the compass suddenly increased by a few points. It was probably not much worse than the escape speed of the Soul Formation Stage.

Jiang Han sat cross-legged next to Du Yucheng. Hearing this, he looked behind him, but with his current cultivation level, he could not see anything.

He turned around and looked into the jade slip with his spiritual consciousness for a moment.

"At the current speed, we can reach Caifeng City in just half a day. If we use the teleportation array to go back, they won't be able to catch up."

Ever since they set off with Minggui three hours ago, Mo Qiushuang and the others have been following behind.

And they keep accelerating to catch up with them, but the Star Escape Compass is a fifth grade escape magic weapon. It is said to be a treasure that can fly in the starry sky. The escape speed is extremely fast. How can it be caught so easily?

He sank his consciousness into his dantian, swallowing the black hole formed by his artistic conception, which was quietly suspended in his dantian.

Although he couldn't see it with the naked eye, he could feel that the black hole was actually spinning slowly.

As it rotates, spiritual energy is constantly being forcibly sucked in nearby. As long as it comes within three meters of him, it will disappear instantly and then appear in his Dantian.

However, just three hours was already worth a day of hard training. If he practiced in the Cave Mansion spiritual pool, his training speed would probably increase by more than five times.

During this period, Jiang Han also tried to swallow magic weapons and spiritual stones. The spiritual stones were okay, but they only swallowed up all the spiritual power inside them, and even the remaining empty shells were able to squeeze out a trace of spiritual energy.

But the magic weapon is different. In addition to providing spiritual power, it can also grow the devouring artistic conception.

Although swallowing a Mysterious Third Grade magic weapon can only increase a little bit of artistic conception and the change is not obvious, as long as it is effective, there is hope for the future.

Ever since he saw that terrifying black hole, Jiang Han had an obsession in his heart. He wanted to possess the power of that black hole.

In his previous life, when he was still dying, he clearly saw the process of Lin Xuan's blood sacrifice.

Lin Xuan may not have intended to use this move at that time, but he used all his methods and all the magic weapons and secret techniques in his body.

The Blood Fiend Thunder Tribulation still had three divine thunders that had not yet fallen. In desperation, he resorted to the Devouring Concept and started the blood sacrifice.

He relied on a large black hole to swallow up all the creatures within a million miles. In just half an hour, he refined them all and finally condensed them into a drop of demon blood.

At that time, there were countless mortals, monks and various creatures within a million miles, but even if they tried their best to resist, they could not resist the powerful devouring power.

Mortal animals were all refined in an instant, and the monks could only hold on for a few breaths. Even the Soul Formation monks, with all their magic weapons used, could only hold on for half a quarter of an hour, and finally turned into a black hole. of nutrients.

At that time, Ji Yuchan and the others had been swallowed up, leaving only a powerful being of Soul Formation Dzogchen in the Lingtian Sect.

Unfortunately, even the great perfection of Soul Formation only lasted for a quarter of an hour under the devouring power before being completely devoured by the black hole.

However, before he died, he still burned the Primordial Spirit, sacrificed a token, forcibly opened the passage to the upper world, and used his last trace of spiritual thought to seek help from the Emperor.

Moreover, Lin Xuan's blood sacrifice to the creatures within a million miles around seemed to offend the will of heaven. At that time, the color of the heaven and earth changed, and the world instantly fell into darkness.

The sky turned into countless black thunderbolts that were ten thousand feet long, hitting the black hole non-stop.

At that time, the black hole only lasted for a moment before being blasted to pieces by thunder.

But by that time, Lin Xuan's situation had already matured, and this short period of time was enough for him to use his last resort.

At that time, Jiang Han was already on his deathbed and did not insist on sending anyone from the Shang sect to the lower realm.

But before his remnant soul dissipated, he saw Lin Xuan use that drop of demon blood to summon a shadow of the ancient demon god through blood sacrifice.

The phantom of the demon god was extremely powerful. Although it might only have a trace of the power of the real body, it completely suppressed the way of heaven the moment it appeared.

Countless thunderbolts hitting it were like scratching an itch and had no effect at all.

No matter how furious Heaven was at that time, as far as the eye could see, the heaven and earth were turned upside down, time and space were confused, tribulation thunder exploded, and space cracks spread across every inch of the void. The inner earth fire that was enough to instantly burn the Soul Formation monks erupted everywhere, and the soul-destroying wind was everywhere. , a scene of the end of the world.

But even so, it can't have any impact on them.

It crushed the Blood Fiend Heavenly Tribulation with a wave of his hand, pushed open the space cracks like weeds, blew out the Earth Fire with one breath, and dispersed the Soul-Destroying Gangfeng with one punch.

It could forcibly tear open the ascension channel with just a raise of its hand, put Lin Xuan into the ascension channel, and even thoughtfully added a layer of Blood Fiend shield to Lin Xuan to help him resist the dangers in the ascension channel.

Jiang Han still remembered the shock in Lin Xuan's eyes at that time. Lin Xuan probably didn't expect that the shadow of the ancient demon god summoned by the blood sacrifice would be so powerful, right?

It was a blood sacrifice to millions of living beings, and it took just one drop of demonic blood. Lin Xuan's move even angered the heavens, and he didn't know how much karma it had to bear.

And the key to all this is this devouring artistic conception. This time, the devouring artistic conception is in his own hands, and Lin Xuan will never have the chance to sacrifice countless lives within a million miles!

In his memory, the black hole used by Lin Xuan was only a thousand feet in size.

But even if it is only this big, it can already swallow all living things within a million miles, and even Soul Formation cannot resist it.

If you can cultivate that devouring artistic conception to a high and deep level, you can turn the black hole into ten thousand feet, one hundred thousand feet, one million feet.

Until it finally grows to be as big as the infinite black hole in the space of consciousness?

What will the situation be like by then? Is it true that everything can be devoured?

Shaking his head to dispel the unrealistic thoughts, Jiang Han concentrated on immersing himself in his dantian, relying on the black hole that was only the size of his fist to swallow up the spiritual energy around him.

A Xuan-level Third Grade magic weapon can only make the swallowing artistic conception grow a little. To grow to a size of ten thousand feet, it is unknown how much magic weapon materials will be consumed.

Just as he was thinking about it, a dazzling blue light suddenly lit up in front of him, and several figures appeared from the void.

"Xiaohan."

Mo Qiu Shuang stepped out of the void and stood in front of them.

She looked a little pale, and it looked like she had spent a lot of effort to catch up.

"Small relocation order?" Jiang Han's face darkened, full of impatience.

The Small Movement Token is a consumable heaven-level magic weapon that can be moved thousands of miles away in an instant. It contains the power of spatial rules of the Soul Formation master and is extremely valuable, at least worth 100,000 High Grade spiritual stones.

He didn't expect that Mo Qiu Shuang would use such a precious little moving order just to catch up with them.

"Mo Qiushuang, you tried so hard to catch up, what exactly do you want to do?"

Du Yucheng also controlled the Star Compass to stop and looked at Mo Qiu Shuang with a bad expression.

"Xiaohan, don't get me wrong." Mo Qiushuang showed weakness before opening her mouth.

"You should have already comprehended this inheritance space, and it should be of no use to you."

She looked at Jiang Han seriously and said, "Xiao Xuan needs this inheritance space very much. Can you let him go in for some enlightenment?"

"Let Lin Xuan go in for enlightenment?" Jiang Han's eyes turned cold.

He finally got the soul-devouring Grotto-Heaven. He thought he could cut off the cause and effect of Lin Xuan and Devouring Artistic Realm, but he didn't expect that Lin Xuan didn't give up.

This is absolutely impossible!

"Yes." Mo Qiushuang begged with her eyes.

"Just let Xiaoxuan go in and meditate for a short while. If you feel it's not suitable, I can exchange it for a heaven-level magic weapon."

"Is this why you chased her?" Jiang Han looked at her confused. He thought Mo Qiu Shuang was going to come up and cry again, but he didn't expect it was because of Lin Xuan.

"Yes, I only have this request." Mo Qiu Shuang took out a magic weapon and handed it over.

"I hope that for the sake of my senior sister, you can let Xiaoxuan go in and learn more."

"Impossible!" Jiang Han decisively refused.

"You don't have any face with me."