Fantasy: If you are asked to be the Demon King, will you mass-produce the Demon Ancestor?

Returning to the Ten Thousand Souls Pool, along with the growth of national fortune, along with the dragon of luck staying in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Chen Wuyi was surprised to find that the original Wanling Pool, which originally only had more than twenty times the spiritual energy, had directly reached a hundred times the effect at this moment.

I couldn't help but mutter, "The potential of this Ten Thousand Souls Pool is not bad. "

......

The other side.

Xiong Invincible came to the front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Stop.

There was no rush to get in.

It's not that it can't be, but without Chen Wuyi's permission, he always feels that it is inappropriate to enter rashly.

"Dragon King, I..."

He wanted to go in and watch, but he didn't know how to speak, so he called out loudly towards the door.

"Go inside, this is originally for you!"

Chen Wuyuan's voice sounded in his ears.

Immediately after, the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, which was originally closed, slowly opened in front of Xiong Invincible.

Looking at the void in front of him, Xiong Invincible took a deep breath, and the next moment, stepped in.

Immediately followed.

He found that he had stepped into a vast space, which was very large, and inside it, it was filled with all kinds of bookshelves, and the shelves were full of books.

Above these books, there are all kinds of lights.

Buddhist, Confucian, Taoist, Legalist, Practitioner, historical...

The whole nine yards.

Looking at this dazzling array of books, Xiong Invincible couldn't help but mutter:

"I didn't expect that Big Daddy's collection of books was so rich!"

"It's that these books are much worse than the Eight Nine Xuan Gong after all."

Xiong Invincible sighed.

He read at least a hundred books in one breath, but most of these books were some simple exercises, and it was difficult to enter the hall of elegance, but soon, Xiong Invincible seemed to think of something, and subconsciously spoke: "No, since Big Daddy said that this place is for us, then here, there must be something I need!" "

The exercises are too simple..."

muttered Xiong Invincible, standing in place and thinking.

Soon, as if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up, "By the way, history, as far as I am concerned, I still don't know much about this side of the world, if I can fully understand the history of this side of the world, then there is no doubt that I can pretend to be forced in the future." Thinking

of this, he thought of Chen Wuyi's words that day, 'Wu Nai Zulong!!'.

Not only majestic and domineering, but also full of force.

Immediately, he no longer hesitated, and in the vast sea of books, he flipped through the history of this world.

Soon, he was attracted by the historical classics, immersed in various fierce beast legends, and could not extricate himself.

......

All Souls Pool.

Chen Wuyi withdrew his gaze towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and nodded with satisfaction.

Xiong Invincible's studious attitude is quite worry-free.

He looked in the direction of Monkey San again.

At this moment, Monkey San was still in that mysterious state, and the thunder around his body became more and more violent.

At this moment, Monkey San was in the middle of the sea of thunder.

His physical body, under the continuous tempering of thunder, became a little tougher.

Not only that.

Even under the hair, there were countless golden thunder surging.

It seems that there is a great force, swimming in it.

Divine consciousness, however, is in a state of some kind of epiphany, wandering the world.

And in his body, that strong divine consciousness seemed to be doing his best to maintain the order of the monkey's three bodies, and there was no time to be distracted.

Seeing this, Chen Wuyi withdrew his gaze and did not bother.

However, it is conceivable that when Monkey San really enters the fifth order, his strength will definitely climb further.

......

Feeling the continuous rolling of the Ten Thousand Souls Pool under him, Chen Wuyi felt that he was not far from the day when he stepped into the sixth step.

Take a deep breath.

Just like that, two dragon claws propped up on the shore, slumped in the pool of all souls, nourished by the pool of all souls, quietly thinking about his future path.

Ten Thousand Beast Forest's trip, although it seems easy, but it is also because of the crushing of strength and bloodline, if not, if he has not had strong strength, only in the early stage of the fifth order, then there is no doubt that he will be beheaded by the Tiger King and the Futian King.

And a fifth-order demon beast like the Tiger King is just an inconspicuous little demon in the huge 100,000 mountains, but it is such an inconspicuous little demon who also knows how to endure, and also knows how to manage and improve himself.

Even, when facing a strong enemy, you can plan such a plan to break the net, which can be described as scheming.

Admittedly, from the perspective of the Tiger King, he is not wrong, it is not wrong to slaughter first-order demons, it is not wrong to hide spiritual veins, it is not wrong to hide your own strength, and it is not a mistake, because this is a jungle without perfect laws, a jungle of the jungle, if you have to say that the Tiger King is wrong, then the only fault is that Chen Wuyi is too strong.

Or that he is too weak, so, in the face of the real strong, he will be weak and vulnerable.

Take a deep breath.

Chen Wuyi retracted his thoughts.

A spread of hands.

Thousands of spirit stone elixirs were taken out by him.

These were all stolen back from the territory of the Tiger King, and they were the savings that the Tiger King and the Futian King had hoarded for many years, but in the end, they became Chen Wuyuan's trophies.

Thinking for a moment, accompanied by Chen Wuyuan's thoughts.

In the Foggy Hidden Palace, a tall building rose out of thin air.

The next moment, these spirit stone elixirs were like garbage, and they were sent into the tall building by Chen Wuyi.

The Fog Hidden Palace fell back into calm.

Chen Wuyuan's dark eyes quietly looked into the void, with a golden light.

In front of them, there are two vast and boundless avenues.

Aavism, or metamorphosis.

As his cultivation continued to improve.

The problem, as if it was a burden, was thrown back to Chen Wuyi.

Chen Wuyi stared at the two avenues like that and thought for a long time.

"Boom..."

Chen Wuyi pulled out one paw at his waist, and took out the Demon Pill of the Futian King.

He stared at the demon pill in his hand, and the next moment, the demon dan changed suddenly.

Immediately after, beyond that demon pill, the phantom shadow of the Futian King, as if it was active, began to emerge.

Chen Wuyi threw the demon pill towards the void.

Immediately after, along the surroundings of the demon dan, a phantom shadow of the Futian King emerged.

And with Chen Wuyi's use of mirage.

The figure of Futianwang constantly atavistic in the air, and his figure constantly approached the direction of the ancient dragon eagle.

Mirage, under Chen Wuyuan's operation, perfectly interpreted the atavism of a ferocious beast.

At this moment, through the illusory flesh and blood of this dragon eagle, Chen Wuyi could clearly see that the power of the bloodline that densely connected this demon pill was constantly converging and condensing through the demon power above the demon pill.

And with each encounter, one after another powerful forces escaped from the illusory dragon eagle.

Faintly, Chen Wuyi observed that the rules were invisibly torn.

And the phantom of the dragon eagle is also constantly solidifying.

However, just when he wanted to continue observing.

"Bang !!"

Without warning, the flesh and blood of the dragon eagle instantly exploded.

In the air, only the demon pill remained, quietly suspended in the void, returning to calm.

Seeing this scene, Chen Wuyi's face froze!