Chapter 348 Ocean of Demon

The body is bulging and squirming. Xiao Jin is suffering from the terrible pain and is in the process of tempering his body.

The huge body sits on the peak of heaven and earth, and the golden light on the small golden body is getting thicker and thicker. Between the eyes, there is a golden light. The airflow of thousands of miles is shaken by his body, rubbing each other and rushing, like the tide of the river, and thousands of troops and horses galloping...

The increasingly sharp and domineering breath overflowed on the little gold body, and it always remained motionless, and on the void, the horrible mythical beast thunder had already been swept away.

Standing in the map of thousands of miles, Moke took a long breath and knew that Xiaojin had finally successfully survived the thunderstorm at this moment.

"Amitabha... Xiao Jin got the inheritance of Elder Yuan, and as he said, he was going to soar to the sky. Such a terrible thunderstorm, even I'm afraid it's too reluctant to get through..." While staring at Xiao Jin, Moke sighed secretly.

Moco is naturally extremely happy that Xiao Jin can have such a terrible strength.

"Wow!"

At one moment, the little gold sitting body shook and stood up. The huge eyes burst into gold, and the body covered the sky and the sun, pointing to the sky and the earth, making people have an invincible feeling, like mountains, an unstoppable atmosphere of the world, unstopphanous world, suddenly released...

"Rumble..."

Xiaojin is like a god overlooking heaven and earth. The breath emanating from his body actually penetrates into the endless void, as if he is constantly stretching in it and looking for something.

Moke is very clear about this scene, because after every practitioner succeeds in the disaster, he will do this to seduce the ocean of demons with his own breath and get gifts.

When every practitioner reaches the period of disaster, he will feel the sea of Buddha, the sea of demons, the sea of demons, the sea of Tao, etc. Once he feels it and leaves a trace of brand in it, it is equivalent to immortality.

Why do you say that? In fact, don't say that during the period of disaster, even the immortals, golden immortals, Daluo golden immortals, and pseudo-saints are not really immortal, but the stronger the strength, the longer the longevity will be, with billions of years. Between heaven and earth, there is only a truly immortal existence, and there is only a saint who proves that the Taoism is mixed!

After the practitioner reaches the disaster period, he can feel the sea corresponding to the cultivated power and leave a mark in it. For example, a strong man who crossed the disaster period left a mark in the sea of demons, and the soul that was erased was scattered. As long as his master and apprentice brothers offered enough sacrifices and devoted themselves to praying for the sea of demons, once they obtained the approval and consent of the other party, they could create it again on the basis of the brand.

However, this opportunity is very slim, because there are too few sacrifices that can arous the interest of the sea of magic. Moreover, the stronger the person who creates recovery, the more energy he often consumes. The sea of magic will also measure the gains and losses and make independent choices.

In the wilderness, there is almost consensus that there are four super oceans that existed before endless years, namely, the ocean of Tao, the ocean of demons, the ocean of Buddha, and the ocean of demons. In addition to these four oceans, there are also yin and yang oceans, vacuum oceans, metamagnetic oceans and so on, and eleven oceans with slightly smaller powers.

No one knows where these extremely horrible oceans exist. Among them, there are endless powers, mysteries, between reality and illusion. Only after the strength of practitioners reaches a certain level, there is a chance to feel that every time the realm is greatly improved. It gets benefits.

Rumor has it that Pangu opened the sky, and the endless mystery is intertwined. The mystery of reality has turned into this flood and famine world, while the mystery has formed these oceans, with unpredictable mysteries.

Rumor has it that the four oceans, eleven slightly smaller oceans, are the real source of heaven and earth, the source of flood and famine, and the condensive heart of Pangu.

Rumor has it that the four oceans did not exist when Pangu opened the sky, and then they appeared one after another to nourish infinite creatures. At the same time, they can also obtain everything that the creatures know through the imprint left by the creatures, make up for their own mystery, and become stronger and stronger.

There are too many statements about these four oceans, but once their strength reaches a certain level, almost 90% of practitioners will choose to brand their souls, so that every time they improve the great realm, they may get more benefits.

Xiao Jin collapsed in a ferocious way and began to release his breath all over his body, penetrated into the endless void, and sensed the sea of demons in the dark. At the time of the disaster, it has already been imprinted in the sea of demons, with a sense of absence.

A quarter of an hour...

Two quarters...

"Rumble..."

At a certain moment, the void suddenly trembled, and there were hundreds of millions of times in an instant. The endless void suddenly changed. In the area of thousands of miles, a hazy shadow appeared, which was unparalleled, fierce, domineering, cruel, violent and bloody, weird, yinous, and many horrible breathsimmered one by one. The figure loomed in it, with a total of 3,000.

After carefully identifying these figures, Moke suddenly opened his mouth in fear, because he saw some figures, which seemed to be golden-winged roc, Kunpeng, Shenlong, Kirin, Xuanwu, white tiger...

At the same time, Moke suddenly sounded from the mysterious monk who painted the ground as a prison, and once got a secret. It seems that when Pangu opened the sky and the world was born, it was stained with the innate spirit and brewed with infinite essence, and a total of 3,000 mythical beasts were born.

At the beginning of the flood and famine, there was incomparable chaos. Many mythical beasts were destroyed in the battle and did not leave any descendants, and even many, even their names were not known to the world.

Three thousand figures exude different breaths, reflecting the essence of the demon vividly, and the fusion of these breaths is a terrible mess, which makes people tremble and want to worship! It seems that under the suppression of this force, he lost himself, as small as a drop in the sea.

This is not a gap in quantity, but a gap in quality. If the general immortal breath is equivalent to mortals, then this converging breath is a high immortal, god!

Standing in the map of thousands of miles, Moke's heart is heavy and extremely depressing.

The shadow of the demon's ocean!

At this moment, what appears here is the shadow of the ocean of demons.

Little Jin stood like Optimus Prime, grinned and seemed to be full of joy. Not every demon clan can attract the shadow of the ocean of demons, almost one in a thousand.

This huge shadow covering thousands of miles rippled slightly, and three thousand shadows then shook. Then, it suddenly shrank, shrank, and shrank again! In a flash, it has turned into an acre square, rolling and shaking chaotic river, in which it seems to contain the true essence and breath of thousands of demons.

"Wang la..."

It seems that the Tianhe River is hanging upside down, a deep gray, with a strong smell of horrible demonic spirit, flowing down, like a river, wrapping Xiaojin in it...

Little Jin bathed in it, his body kept shaking, absorbing, and began to absorb like hunger.