From this point of view, the power of destruction is indeed magical, and it can be fused with all the five elements aura!

Gu Yuntian didn't know at this moment that the power of destruction was actually a kind of origin, and he couldn't help but be able to fuse the five elements aura, and all the energies of the immortal world did not conflict, and they could all be fused with each other!

He finally understood why the castle master was so keen on cultivating the power of destruction, and did not hesitate to take the risk of capturing immortals as cultivation tools. His approach is definitely against the rules of the fairy world, no one will let this kind of thing happen, if such a hurtful thing can be carried out, the fairy world will already be in chaos, and the immortals will not fight to the death, and they will die together!

Discovering this peculiar miracle of the power of destruction, Gu Yuntian's cultivation strength was even stronger, and the power of destruction grew stronger day by day, Tie Niu couldn't stop sighing for him in his heart, and the other two were somewhat gloating in addition to pity.

After Gu Yuntian had been cultivating tirelessly for half a month, the old man who had given him the black spar came to the cell, checked his cultivation progress, was surprised and very satisfied, and gently encouraged him with a pleasant face, he must cultivate diligently, and then left.

After that, no one came to disturb him, Gu Yuntian was so immersed in cultivation that he didn't have time to care about what the other three people in the same room were doing. It wasn't until three months later that the old man came again, and after checking the cultivation of the power of destruction in his body, he nodded and ordered the guards to take him out.

Gu Yuntian felt that he had come to a new place again, but this time he didn't take off the hood, but tied him to a rack, and his hands and feet were firmly trapped with soft ropes. The rope felt like it was made of the same material as the large net he had used to capture him, and it was so flexible that he knew he couldn't break free.

The old man sealed his meridians, making his aura unable to function normally, and then stepped aside, Gu Yuntian felt that he had not left, he should be observing himself.

He was worried in his heart, probably to extract the destructive power in his body. I was pondering in my heart, and suddenly I felt a tingling pain behind me, and something sharp on the shelf pierced my body.

Although his god and demon immortal body has super strong defense, it can only work under the premise of running the aura, and now that the aura is sealed, no matter how tough the body is, it is only stronger than ordinary immortals, but it can't block the damage of sharp weapons.

I felt that these thin needle-like things penetrated deep into the body and inserted them into the meridians, and then a huge suction force came, and then the meridians were like knife cuts, accompanied by an indescribable stinging pain, and the destructive power in the body was withdrawn along with the aura.

How could the fruits of his painstaking cultivation be willing to be lost in vain, Gu Yuntian instinctively began to resist, using the power of destruction and aura, and doing his best not to be extracted. However, resisting was futile, and the suction force was so huge that he felt that even if his aura was not sealed, it would be difficult to resist, let alone now. And the more you resist, the more intense the pain becomes, and the knife-like feeling in the meridians turns into a rubbing with rough grit, which is simply unbearable.

Despite the pain and wishing to die immediately, Gu Yuntian still refused to give up, stubbornly fighting against the huge suction, trying to leave behind the destructive power of cultivation.

I don't know how long it has been, Gu Yuntian's consciousness is no longer clear, he is still struggling with all his might, and he doesn't even realize that all the destructive power in his body has been extracted, and there is really not a drop left.

The old man's eyes when he looked at him had changed from surprise to incredulity, and then to fear. He had never seen a person as tenacious as Gu Yuntian, who was still doing his best to fight without a glimmer of hope. He couldn't imagine how Gu Yuntian had survived this pain, before him, all the slaves who had been drained of the power of destruction had fainted without exception. Before Gu Yuntian, no one could bear this kind of pain with a clear mind, not even the higher Heavenly Immortals, Great Luo Upper Immortals and the like.

Gu Yuntian didn't know how he got back to his cell, and he didn't know how many days he had rested before he recovered. When his sanity was completely clear, he found that his breath was decaying, and he just wanted to lie quietly and not do anything.

Only then did he realize that when he first entered the cell, the two fellow refugees were listless and unwilling to lift their eyelids, and they must have just been drained of the power of destruction, and they didn't even want to say a word!

The physical pain will eventually be relieved until it disappears, but the pain in the heart will not be erased so easily. Especially after experiencing the magic of the power of destruction, the pain of being deprived is even more unforgettable. He is not willing to let all his strength be cheapened by others, and he does not want to live here for the rest of his life.

But now how to break this deadlock and find a way out?

Gu Yuntian had been trying to think about this problem for several days, just like a strong man and a short man, sitting quietly without saying a word. Maybe the three of them had experienced Gu Yuntian's pain and knew how he was feeling now, so even Tie Niu quieted down and didn't come to disturb him.

I don't know how many days later, the door of the stone room opened, and the guard came in and opened one door, saying, "Twenty-five," and then opened another door, and called out the same number: "Thirteen," and found the forty-seven in another room, and left with three people.

When the guard reported the number, Gu Yuntian obviously felt the nervousness and fear of the three people in the house, and when the three numbers were called, they suddenly relaxed. The feeling given to Gu Yuntian is a kind of happiness for the rest of his life.

Gu Yuntian couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter with these three people?"

Tie Niu heard him speak, and quickly replied: "Can there be any good things? This is to be pulled out and punished by the soul refining whip as a punishment." ”

Gu Yuntian was stunned and said, "What did they do?"

The strong man sighed and said, "They have not committed anything, they have only contributed the least amount of destructive power in this year, so they will be punished." This is to allow us to intensify our cultivation, not to be lazy, and to work hard to cultivate the power of destruction for their use. ”

Gu Yuntian immediately understood, the power of destruction is practiced in vain, who will work hard, this vicious method is to force everyone not to dare to be too lazy even if they don't work hard, no one knows how much destructive power others have cultivated, in order not to be tortured, even if they are reluctant, they have to cultivate.

Although none of the three were called out this time, they were obviously stimulated, so they all sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

After four or five days, Gu Yuntian had recovered as before, and was taken to the cultivation room again, but the old man still gave him a black spar, and the destructive power in it was a little stronger than the last time. This time, the old man no longer had the illusion of a pleasant face, Gu Yuntian already knew the truth of the matter, there was no need to coax him anymore, but severely scolded him, if he didn't want to be punished, he had to work hard to cultivate and surpass the contribution of others. At the end, he slowed down and said that if he did well, he would be rewarded.

The power of destruction is running slowly in the meridians, and without cultivating, you can feel that it is slowly growing, Gu Yuntian is extremely contradictory in his heart, should he cultivate or not?

According to his character, he will never compromise with these despicable and shameless people, even if he will be tortured every year that is worse than death, and he will never contribute any strength to them. However, the magic of the power of destruction made him unable to give up, and besides, he didn't want to die here, he had to get out alive, so what should he do?

Then you must strengthen yourself, and when you become stronger, all problems will be solved. The power of destruction is of course a good thing, but how can you turn it into your own? The fruits of your hard work and cultivation will be taken away every year, so how can you keep it?

I don't know what kind of magic weapon that kind of thin needle is, since it can be extracted from one's own meridians, the power of destruction is nothing to hide, and sooner or later it will be withdrawn. This is a shadowless and invisible power, which cannot be hidden in storage equipment like a real thing, but can only be stored in the body, how can it not be detected?

Gu Yuntian pondered hard, the aura in his body rotated with his thoughts, and the power of destruction also operated in the meridians, how could he transfer it out and hide it in other places? The majestic aura flowed endlessly in the meridians, and suddenly weakened a little, and then it returned to its original state.

Gu Yuntian was slightly stunned, where did that little bit of aura go?

Immediately, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, how could he not even count the meridians developed in his body, and the aura of Fang Cai entered these small meridians, and then flowed out again.

Suddenly, like a thunderbolt flashed in his mind, he was so excited by his own thoughts that he even stopped breathing, but a thought flashed repeatedly: "Meridians! Meridians! The power of destruction circulates in the meridians, and of course it can only be hidden in the meridians! In my body, in addition to the main meridians of normal cultivation, there are still countless small meridians, can they find out these meridians? Can they detect and absorb all the magic weapons like thin needles?"

His heart immediately "thumped", and his whole body was suddenly full of strength, and he immediately crossed his knees and couldn't wait to cultivate. After the destructive power had been running rapidly in his body for several weeks, he began to try to pour it into the tiny meridians in his body.

After some wandering, the power of destruction returned to the main meridians, and it seemed to have weakened a little, and this slight difference was difficult for even him to distinguish. I don't know how long he has been cultivating, but he finally felt that the power of destruction in his body was indeed less, and there were indeed some places in the limbs, torso, and body epidermis where the power of destruction was surging, and he couldn't help but feel excited, knowing that this method was feasible, and the power of destruction could be hidden in his body!

Now, as long as no one notices when extracting the power of destruction, then you can work hard to cultivate, and escaping from this black prison is no longer delusional!

He happily woke up from his cultivation state, and suddenly found that the three fellow refugees in the cell were all staring at him with straight eyes, and he couldn't help but be very strange: "What's the matter? What are you waiting for?"