Chapter 437: The proud ice magic cloud

At this moment, Xiao Fan's endless battle tome was running crazily, and the power of the killing source in his body continued to increase.
At this point, Xiao Fan was also very strange. The Endless War Tome could devour demon energy, but strangely, the other two source powers did not increase at all.
After thinking about it carefully, Xiao Fan was relieved.
Because the power of the origin of the killing depends on the body of Shura.
From the root, the body of Shura is the body of killing.
One hundred thousand yuan!
One hundred thousand yuan!
Xiao Fan's body resembled a bottomless pit, absorbing the magic energy frantically, transforming it into the source of killing.
This process does not need to be comprehended at all, it is like pouring from one container into another, which is very natural and smooth.
If Xiao Fan didn't know that he was a human race from the Primordial God Realm, he would think he was a demons.
I have to say that this kind of technique created by Asura Zumo was very overbearing, and it was not simply powerful to describe it.
Outside, the body of the Peerless Demon Ancestor went crazy, but Xiao Fan couldn't attack it at all in his body.
Moreover, he had no will, only an instinctive killing.
If Bing Moyun knew that the body of the peerless demon ancestor he relied on was slowly being eaten away by Xiao Fan, he would probably vomit blood in anger.
It is ridiculous that he thought the body of Peerless Demon Ancestor was torturing Xiao Fan.
The weak always think about the strong with their own eyes.
After he collided with Xiao Fan, he thought that Xiao Fan was just physically powerful, comparable to the high-grade Dharma.
Outside, the body of the Peerless Demon Ancestor quickly dried up, and the devilish energy slowly disappeared.
The aura that it radiates is also much weaker, just like a person's realm is constantly falling.
Xiao Fan felt that his whole body was soothing, and he was extremely comfortable. He never expected that he would have such an unexpected gain.
He was originally worried about how he could break through to the high-grade Dharma.
It now appears that breakthroughs do not seem to be difficult.
Of course, this is only limited to the power of killing the origin, and the other two origin powers require his own comprehension and cultivation.
Time slowly passed, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
At this time, the power of Shura's killing origin in Xiao Fan's body had reached 180,000 yuan, which had doubled.
The point is, this is not his limit.
He has a feeling that if he absorbs and refines all the demon energy in the body of the peerless demon ancestor, his own source of killing power is very likely to exceed 200,000.
At that time, if the other two source powers are added, the source power will exceed 400,000 under the fusion.
And 400,000 yuan is the limit of the ordinary heavenly realm.
Before, he could only rely on the body of the soul in the face of the half-step saint ancestor, but now, even if he fights with the body, Xiao Fan is 50% sure to defeat.
If the body of Shura is used, the half-step holy ancestor is also very likely to drink hatred.
Outside, the ice magic cloud finally waited a little impatiently.
"Ten days, that kid hasn't died yet?" Frozen Demon Cloud could feel the mania of the peerless Demon Ancestor's flesh, but he did not notice the slightest decrease in the devilish energy.
"Even if you don't die, I guess there will be only one breath left." Frozen Demon Cloud muttered to himself, preparing to open the hall.
In his opinion, with his strength, slinging a half-crippled middle-rank Dharma Venerable is not a matter of grasping.
"Moyun!" At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside Frozen Moyun.
"Father." Bing Moyun was pleased and asked urgently: "Success?"
Bing Jiu nodded his head and waved his probing hand. Two figures suddenly appeared in front of him. They were two women with peerless looks.
Moreover, the cultivation base of the two is not low, but the cultivation base of the high-grade Yuanzheng realm.
Looking at the sky, it is extremely rare for a female monk to reach such a state.
The point is that these two people also have indescribable beauty.
"Bing Jiuzhong, you dare to harm us!" One of the women in a purple dress stared at Bing Jiuzhong angrily.
His figure is slim and slender, with two crystal-clear pearls inlaid on the face of a melon seed, which seems to be able to speak, and his long eyelashes are smart and affectionate.
This is a pure and lovely little loli!
This person was named Ji Qingwu, and that was the little princess of the Ji family, and also Ji Chen's younger sister.
As for the other person, he was wearing a fiery red dress, and his slender thighs were as tender as mutton jade.
Compared to Ji Qingwu's innocence, this woman appeared mature, like a ripe cherry, which made people unable to help picking, and it was sweet to the heart.
He has a sweet face, a slightly raised nose, and a faint pandan exudes from his breath.
Ning Shaojiao, the eldest daughter of the Ning family, is also the sister of Ning Shaohuang.
Staying in the devil's cave all the year round, she rarely appears in front of people, but her name resounds through the sky, and she is the dream lover of countless young monks in the sky.
"Bing Jiuzhong, you'd better let the two of us go, we can act as if nothing happened." Ning Shaojiao's beautiful eyes were cold, without any emotion.
This was quite the opposite of her face, she was uncommon and unkind.
"Do you think it's possible?" Bing Moyun flexed his hands, licked his dry lips, and smirked: "You should be delighted to be my woman, but I will be the man of the ancestor."
"Bah!" Ji Qingwu took a mouthful of sputum. She has a straightforward personality, with grudges and grievances.
"Don't worry, you will beg of me at that time." Bing Moyun smiled evilly, and then said again: "By the way, where is Ling Xi?"
"Ling Xi went to the Primordial God Realm a few years ago and has not yet returned." Bing Jiuzhong shook his head, "These two should be enough, right?"
"Enough." Bing Moyun smiled, and walked towards the hall with one in one hand, "Father, that kid is going to practice."
"Don't just enjoy the joy of men and women and forget about business." Bing Moyun nodded and turned to leave.
Upon hearing this, Ning Shaojiao and Ji Qingwu seemed to have suffered a thunderous blow, and their faces instantly turned pale.
"Ice Demon Cloud, what do you want to do to us?" Ji Qingwu exclaimed, as if losing strength all over.
"What did you say? My father said it, don't worry, although you refused at first, you will still welcome it afterwards." Frozen Demon Yun laughed.
"My father won't let you go." Ji Qingwu threatened.
On the contrary, Ning Shaojiao was extremely calm, her eyes turning from time to time, thinking about how to escape.
It's a pity that their cultivation base is sealed, how can they escape from the high-grade Dharma Venerable realm?
"Haha, those hundreds of people said the same before, but don't worry, I will spoil you lightly." Frozen Demon Cloud laughed triumphantly, and then strode into the palace holding the two of them.
The woman she wants is already in her hands, and it won't take long to break through the Heavenly Venerable Realm. Just thinking about it, the Frozen Demon Cloud is extremely happy.
哐!
The main hall door had just been closed, and the clothes on Bing Moyun had all faded away, revealing an ice crystal-like body, only feeling the blood boiling.
However, the next moment, the Ice Demon Cloud was poured with cold water in an instant, and his whole body trembled slightly, only a voice rang in his ears. "Ice Demon Cloud, why is it so happy?"