One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Normally, medicines are three-tenths poisonous.

Even a strong man in the earthly immortal realm cannot take psychiatric drugs for a long time.

It takes a lot of time to refine and stabilize his mentality before repeating the previous process again.

Just like Solban.

Every time, he slowly stabilizes his spiritual realm through life-and-death crises.

And Su Heng has the talent of eating immortals. Any food swallowed will be decomposed and absorbed in the body.

These psychiatric drugs are no exception.

Therefore, he doesn't have so many taboos. As long as the resources are full, Su Heng's mental power can be significantly enhanced in a short time.

After ticking the resources he needs and handing the booklet to Li Hongxiu, the girl continued to work in a hurry.

Su Heng remembered more than a year ago when he was just captured in the Demon Suppression Tower.

Li Hongxiu still looked like she had no desire to live and closed her eyes waiting to die, but now her mental outlook is completely different.

Sure enough...

The development of the world is endless and unpredictable.

...

After briefly dealing with the things at hand, Su Heng came to the secret room on the lower level of the Demon Suppression Tower.

This secret room has been built for a while.

And with the subsequent cutting of the demons, the space inside was divided again.

These days, Su Heng's body has grown rapidly. Although he can change it freely with the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, he still feels a little cramped psychologically.

"After conquering the blood realm, I will build a city for myself." Su Heng painted a big pie for himself to comfort himself.

He entered one of the secret rooms.

Then his mind moved slightly, and with a rumbling sound, the bluestone door slowly closed.

The room was pitch black, and Su Heng didn't need a light source with his current five senses.

He took out the ring that Solban brought back from his arms, and with a touch of strength injected into it, a golden long sword soon appeared in Su Heng's hand.

"This is the weapon forged from the sun iron essence." Su Heng's eyes narrowed and he reached out to touch it carefully.

"Incredible..."

After a little perception, a surprised expression appeared on his face.

This sun iron essence does have some aura similar to the Golden Crow.

Could it be that a certain Golden Crow died in ancient times, causing the surrounding environment to change, and it gradually evolved over a long period of time?

Su Heng didn't know the possibility.

He first reached out and gently stroked the blade of the long sword.

Then he spread his five fingers and reached out to grab it. Most weapons forged from the sun iron essence are extremely sharp, and can cut the body of the demon god like cutting tofu. They are first-class killing weapons. Compared with the "blood poison mine" mined on a large scale in the blood world, the value of the sun iron essence is obviously more than one level higher.

However, Su Heng's physique is strong and has reached an incredible level. Especially after gaining the talent to manipulate metal, his skin is covered with a layer of living metal armor, and his defense is even more amazing.

There was a crisp sound.

Su Heng was not injured, but the long sword in his hand was cracked and broke.

Without any hesitation, Su Heng opened his mouth wide, raised his head and swallowed all the metal fragments directly into his stomach.

Su Heng's stomach has been in constant transformation, turning into a structure similar to a high-temperature furnace.

Although the solar iron essence is hard, it did not last long in Su Heng's body. It was quickly decomposed in just a few breaths. The energy inside was gradually released and absorbed by the body. As the blood circulated around the body, this part of the energy was finally enriched in the second heart.

Huh!

During this process, Su Heng's breathing became heavy.

A layer of dark red light slowly emerged on his skin, and wisps of white smoke came out of his body.

But the flashing light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. The sound of the heartbeat was dull and powerful, like a burly giant beating a war drum on the battlefield.

After a while.

Such changes slowly stopped.

Su Heng exhaled heavily, and a look of joy appeared on his face, "It's just as I expected. The solar iron essence can indeed repair the broken second heart."

So far, the second heart still brings great benefits to Su Heng in battle.

However, as his cultivation level increased rapidly, the enemies he faced became stronger and stronger.

The second heart had gradually lost its ability to decide the outcome with one strike, and it often needed to be released multiple times in battle to win.

If he could take this opportunity.

Repairing the second heart would undoubtedly significantly improve his offensive means.

"But..."

Su Heng injected part of his mental power into the ring.

Although there was a lot of solar iron essence inside.

But it was obviously not enough to repair the broken second heart.

Some other means were needed.

A light flashed in Su Heng's mind, "Perhaps the volcanic lava mined from it can also have a certain benefit effect."

This was just a guess of his. As for whether it could work, it needed to be verified specifically.

The most urgent thing was to absorb all the solar iron essence first.

With this thought.

Su Heng no longer hesitated.

He spread his five fingers, and a ray of light passed by.

Soon another long sword of the same shape appeared in his hand.

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As Su Heng practiced in seclusion, the events on the Changyue grassland began to ferment and caused a great disturbance.

Among the Thirteen States of Changyue, Zezong is not as powerful as Xianshan. But there is also a sect master in the Dharma Realm and several elders in the Earth Immortal Realm.

No matter where it is placed or how it is evaluated, it can be regarded as a medium-sized or above immortal sect.

It is enough to suppress one side, and for many casual cultivators, it is an existence that is as far away as a dark cloud covering the top of the head.

But such an immortal sect.

However, it turned into a wasteland overnight.

Whether it is the sect master in the Dharma Realm or the young disciple who has just entered the sect.

All of them have no bones left, and even the mountain gate has turned into a ruin. If it weren't for the lake, it would be hard to believe that this barren ruin was the original location of the immortal sect.

"What happened here?" Someone was puzzled, and felt a huge fear rising in his heart.

"This power..." Someone else frowned, finding some clues from the remaining power in the ruins, and whispered in an uncertain voice, "It seems to be done by the Northern Frontier Demon Dragon."

"What hatred does Ze Zong have with the Northern Frontier Demon Dragon? Why would he kill the whole family?" Someone was puzzled.

"As a demon dragon, why should he explain his actions to others?" A young man with freckles on his face spoke with admiration on his face, "The so-called immortal sect is indeed high and mighty in our eyes, standing like an ancient sacred mountain. But in front of the demon dragon, it is just a bigger ant. Maybe it just cultivated a new magical power and wanted to test its power with their heads."

"But the demon dragon doesn't seem to be such a bloodthirsty person." Someone immediately retorted, "The demon sect in Linjiang, even if it took advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack, only some disciples and elders were captured in the end. Random killing is not the style of the demon dragon."

"Please make way."

A lazy voice came from the ruins transformed by Ze Zong.

A young disciple in white clothes waved his hand, and the people next to him felt an invisible force acting on them.

Before they could react, their bodies involuntarily took a step back to both sides, making a way out. Zezong had just been wiped out, and these people came to watch the fun. Either they were very courageous, or they were very confident in their own strength.

But no matter which one it was, there was no doubt that they were very confident in their own strength.

At this moment, someone felt that he had lost face, his face turned red, he snorted coldly, and was about to get angry.

But he hadn't spoken yet.

The companions beside him saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly grabbed his arm.

"That person seems to be the True Lord Liuyun of Tai'a Mountain?" The people around him became quiet and looked at him.

But they saw a thin old man holding a whisk and wearing a black crane-patterned Taoist robe at the end of the road that had just been separated. The old man smiled and nodded slightly to the people on both sides, saying, "This little disciple of mine is going down the mountain for the first time. I don't know the etiquette. I hope you fellow Taoists will not blame me."

Liuyun Zhenjun is not only the supreme elder of Xianshan.

He is also a famous practitioner of the Dharma Realm who has surpassed his generation.

Everyone returned the greetings, and the few people who were angry just now suddenly put on a flattering smile.

Liuyun Zhenjun flicked the whisk in his hand and went straight to the ruins of Zezong. He got some news from the disciples of Xianshan, and always felt that this matter was not so simple.

In addition, he has been restless for a while, as if a disaster is about to happen, and he can't practice meditation at all.

Therefore, when the storm of this matter subsided a little, Liuyun Zhenjun hurried here. He wanted to investigate here carefully to see what happened and what the truth was.

However, the environment around Zezong had been purified by Su Heng using the lightning beads.

Even though True Lord Liuyun had a high level of cultivation, he couldn't figure out what was inside for a while.

Just then...

"Master!" The young disciple just now suddenly said, "Look what this is."

He dug out something black from the mud beside the lake, and when he got closer, he found that it was a broken human arm.

If a mortal suddenly dug up such filth in the deep mountains and old forests, he would really be shocked. But the people present, who were not highly cultivated, held hundreds or even thousands of lives in their hands, did not take this rotten arm seriously at all. Even a few big men laughed loudly, but just laughing, they gradually realized that the atmosphere seemed a little wrong.

Because True Lord Liuyun reached out to take it and took a brief look.

As if he had seen something incredible and terrifying, his body trembled violently. Just like holding a piece of red-hot charcoal, he threw the broken arm down as if he was electrocuted.

He seemed to be frightened, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

The expression on his face was frozen with fear, and his pupils could not stop trembling... A gust of cold wind blew, and the people around him were stunned.

And the young disciple had never seen a similar expression on his master.

For a moment, he was also panicked, no longer cynical, and hurriedly reached out to shake the arm of Master Liuyun, saying, "Master, what on earth is this?"

"Gudong!"

Master Liuyun swallowed dryly, and then said stiffly, "This is... the corpse fragments left by the great power of destruction."

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