It has been several months since he returned from the Su family in the Eastern Wasteland on the same day. After returning that day, Chu Ling held a prosperous wedding for Luo Liufeng and Su Rou, which was considered to make up for the regret of the Su family in the Eastern Wilderness. And the place where the wedding was held was not in the Honghuang Ancient Domain, but in the Western Chu Heavenly Domain.

After all, compared to the Flood Ancient Domain, the Western Chu Heavenly Domain can make Luo Liufeng and Qin Wuya and others have a greater sense of belonging and intimacy. This is their true hometown.

The wedding lasted for ten days before it was over, and then Chu Ling retired and returned to the Chu Pavilion of the Flood Ancient Domain. As for the others, they also returned to their normal life trajectory and cultivated separately.

The two of them have been in retreat, and Chu Ling once visited them in person. The injuries of the Qiankun Shuangnu have almost recovered. Especially Kundinu, the physical body has been completely repaired, and the strength is only one step away, and it can be restored to the peak of the past.

Regarding the situation of the two slaves, Chu Ling was quite satisfied. He knew that only when these two people returned to their former peak state would he have the real strength to compete with the powerhouses in those superior realms. At the same time, he also has the confidence to set foot in the Nirvana Demon Phoenix Clan.

Chu Ling now knew that the Canghuang Realm had reopened, but he was not in a hurry to find out some news. In fact, there are some things that you don't need to listen to at all, and you can guess them.

The Canghuang Realm was opened, and the things he had caused in it had probably spread throughout the western region of the Xuantian Great World by now. Chu Ling thought with his heels that he could know that now he was afraid that there were countless people and horses who were inquiring about his whereabouts.

And Chu Ling was also a little uneasy in his heart, because he was in the Su family that day, he was bumped into by that Su Ming. I'm afraid that this news will spread soon. When the time comes, I am afraid that countless strong people will gather.

However, now, the process of entering the Taiguang Immortal Domain has not been completely completed, and it will take some time before the people of Chu Pavilion can be arranged to move into it. Therefore, Chu Ling decided to temporarily keep his head in obscurity, hold his troops and delay as much time as possible.

Of course, during this period of time, Chu Ling did not stay in the Chu Pavilion and did nothing. The leisurely days came to an end with Luo Liufeng's wedding, and the cultivation of the Holy Qiankun Gong was officially put on his agenda.

Chu Ling could now preliminarily fuse the power of the two worlds to form the Demon Saint World. He also deeply understands that kind of power. If it weren't for the power of the Demon Saint World, he would not be the opponent of the Shadow Demon at all in the Qiankun Ancient Sect Blue Dragon Phase Space that day, let alone be able to kill him.

However, the power of the Demon Saint World is really powerful, but if you want to break through and improve, it is also extremely difficult. How difficult is it for the worlds derived from the two bloodlines to fuse perfectly and become one?

Fortunately, the Holy Qiankun Gong allowed Chu Ling to temporarily find a way that would allow him to ascend to the Demon Saint World.

The Holy Qiankun Gong, although it is a martial arts, requires the assistance of strong spiritual power to be able to cultivate successfully. His cultivation method implied a way of convergence with Chu Ling's two world powers. And Chu Ling has a personal experience of the power of this secret book that has been passed down for endless years in the Qiankun Ancient Sect.

The Holy Qiankun Gong is divided into two parts: internal and external. Cultivate the physical power externally, and refine the spiritual power internally. Chu Ling's current Xuanwen cultivation is already at the intermediate level of Xuanpin, but it is barely enough. But its physical physique is slightly insufficient. The Holy Qiankun Gong has extremely high requirements for the physical body of a martial artist, and that day Murong Xiu used Chu Ling's body to fight against the Blood Demon Emperor, but in fact, what carried his power was the Xingchen Dharma Body that he condensed with the Qiankun Method, not Chu Ling's physical body. With Chu Ling's physical strength, he couldn't withstand that terrifying power. Therefore, for Chu Ling, the top priority is to improve the quality of his physical body.

And in the Flood Desolate Ancient Domain, the most suitable place for him to cultivate his physical body was the Flood Desolate Ancient Plain, which made countless people extremely red, but could only look away.

The Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi in the Flood Desolate Ancient Plain can make Chu Ling's physical body go further, and there are even some possibilities for his physical strength to reach the level of an immortal realm powerhouse!

Looking down at the dark yellow halo on his body, Chu Ling's mouth flashed with a satisfied smile, and at the same time, a trace of palpitations flashed in his eyes. He clearly remembered how much he had suffered two months ago when he had just entered this desolate ancient plain.

This kind of desolate ancestral qi really has the miraculous effect of making the martial artist's body strong, but the process of that kind of ascension is really miserable. Even with Chu Ling's temperament, he was reluctant to recall it at this time.

This kind of desolate ancestral qi does not need to be actively absorbed by people at all, but will automatically pour into the body. And that kind of power is extremely domineering and arrogant, unscrupulously oppressing everything in the body. The body of an idle warrior can't withstand that kind of power at all. And the unbearable consequence is naturally the collapse of the body. And once the distance is too large, then even the Yuan Shen can't escape.

Chu Ling finally understood how those powerhouses who had entered the Flood Desolate Ancient Plains for countless years had died.

Fortunately, Chu Ling had been cultivating his physical body for a long time, and his physical strength had always far surpassed that of ordinary powerhouses of the same level. Moreover, in the Holy Qiankun Gong, there is also a secret method for cultivating the physical body, coupled with Chu Ling's Emperor Demon bloodline, which made him persevere, and he was able to continuously absorb the ancestral qi of the Flood Desolation.

And at this moment, the dark yellow halo on the surface of his body was actually transformed by the Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi after being highly condensed and compressed. This concentration of Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi is even afraid that some ordinary seventh-grade death realm powerhouses cannot withstand it. But for Chu Ling now, he is no longer a threat.

"It seems that the physical effect that can be improved in this position has reached its limit. Chu Ling moved his body for a moment, then looked ahead, and muttered. "Looking ahead, it should be the center of this desolate ancient plain, right? I don't know how far the ancestral qi of the desolate wilderness there will reach. ”

Chu Ling's eyes flashed, and there was a look of expectation in his eyes, and then he raised his steps and walked forward.

After walking like this for a short time, Chu Ling made some strange discoveries, as he kept going deeper, the Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi in this area not only did not become as strong as he imagined, but instead appeared to be thinner, and even faintly showed signs of completely disappearing.

"What's going on?" Chu Ling raised his eyebrows and looked around with a puzzled gaze. As far as the eye can see, it is a completely barren land, without the slightest life. A sense of desolation and ruin came to my face.

"Whew!"

And just when Chu Ling stopped, confused in his heart, on the ground under his feet, a small whirlwind suddenly blew. In the whirlwind, there were dusty particles rising.

Chu Ling didn't care, the wind was blowing in the dust, what was so strange about the commonplace scene?

However, what Chu Ling never dreamed of was that when those seemingly inconspicuous dust fell on his body, an irresistible force suddenly rushed into his body like a monster python dragon, with an incomparably arrogant and violent attitude.

"Ahh

Chu Ling's face changed drastically in an instant, and a miserable scream came out of his mouth, as if his body had been hit hard. He only felt that a sudden flash flood appeared in his body, and it was like a wild horse on a rampage in his body.

"What's going on!"

Chu Ling desperately suppressed the energy in his body that was almost rampant, and a look of horror welled up in his eyes. This kind of energy is the ancestral qi of the wilderness. And its richness far exceeds the ancestral qi of the previous position.

"Where did these desolate ancestral qi come from!"

Chu Ling was horrified in his heart, the desolate ancestral qi in this area was obviously extremely weak, and it shouldn't be so violent at all. Glancing over, Chu Ling's pupils suddenly shrank.

Only then did he realize that the dust that he had neglected before shimmered with a dull yellow sheen that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"That's not dust at all, it's the essence of the Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi!"

Chu Ling's face became extremely pale at this moment, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. This kind of materialized Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi seems to be tiny, but the energy contained in it is countless times more terrifying than the previous gas-like Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi. And at this moment, around his body, countless dust particles were suspended. As long as it all rushes into his body, to put it mildly, it is the flesh, I am afraid that even the Yuan Shen will be directly crushed.

"Still!"

Chu Ling forcibly endured the sharp pain that spread in his body, his hands were sealed, and the power of time and space exploded instantly, fixing those impending Flood Ancestral Qi dust in mid-air, and at the same time, his body moved, out of the range of the wind whirlpool.

After retreating from a distance of thousands of feet, Chu Ling dared to stop his body, and then sat cross-legged without hesitation, and began to absorb the energy that calmed the violent movement in his body.

The next moment, Chu Ling's skin trembled directly, and on its surface, a strange layer of dark yellow color instantly surged up. A terrifying wave of oppression, full of oppression, swept out of his body. Everywhere he passed, even the air was crushed and exploded, emitting a low, sonic boom that made people shudder.

"Hoo ......"

Nearly an hour passed before Chu Ling opened his eyes, his chest rose and fell sharply a few times, and he took several deep breaths in a row before his breath stabilized. At this moment, his face was glowing with a dull golden light. He could clearly feel that the muscles, bones, and meridians in his body had undergone tremendous changes compared to before, and they had become more tenacious!

Chu Ling's eyes flashed with a complicated look of surprise and fear. The effect of refining the physical body of this kind of materialized Flood Desolation Ancestral Qi is extremely amazing, but at the same time, the process is also quite dangerous. He had no doubt that if he had slowed down for a while before, allowing more particles of Flood Desolate Ancestral Qi to rush into his body, then he would probably be a dead man now.

(End of chapter)