After this meal, it was getting late, and the witch tribes set up camp under this sand dune. Lanshi arranged for someone to be on duty at night, and at this time, he couldn't be cautious.

At night, the Night Demon Desert was pitch black, and there were no stars in the sky at all, but the entire desert emitted a faint red shimmer, which looked particularly terrifying and weird.

With these glimmers of light, he could barely see the situation within ten feet, and farther away, he could only rely on the wizard's own eyesight.

At night, the activities of wild Gu insects were particularly active, and the entire desert was filled with the rustling sound of Gu insects burrowing under the sand.

Those in charge of the vigil would never dare to take it lightly.

However, the strength of this team is strong, and it is not afraid of the attacks of these Gu worms. However, what made the night watch a little strange was that it was not the first day that they had entered the Night Demon Desert, and every night before, they would encounter at least six wild Gu worms attacking them, but tonight, the sorcerers who were on guard did not receive a single attack.

All the sorcerers felt that they were lucky this time, but they didn't know that the Fu Gu was waking up, and that kind of aura made all the Gu insects dare not approach.

Wu Luo and they entered the Night Demon Desert all the way, and it was precisely for this reason that they were not disturbed by any sāo at night, otherwise with the strength of their team, they would definitely be tired of coping.

Wu Luo didn't place a defensive formation beside him, and blessed several spiritual texts in it. This kind of power rule is absolutely unknown in the Western Regions, but he still released a pair of small turtles for insurance.

When the two little ones came out, they were startled, as if they had noticed something, and they stretched out their two round heads and looked around, their little eyes widened.

Wu Luo couldn't help but laugh: "What do you see, you can't see anything anyway." ”

The two little turtles could probably understand his words, and after being hit, they were very aggrieved and resigned, and lay down on the dry sand, and soon fell asleep.

Wu Luo took out the huge Gu core, put his hands in the palms of his hands, and began the cultivation of dark gold magic power.

The Western Regions is the world of the Wu Clan, and the cultivation of dark gold magic power here is twice the result with half the effort. Wu Luo followed the method left by the Ice Ancestor Witch, drew magic power from the outside world and precipitated it in his body.

And the huge Gu core in his palm reflected its role at this time. The incomparably pure magic power continuously entered Wu Luo's body from the palm of his hand, and the speed was more than ten times faster than that of directly absorbing it from the outside world.

And these magic powers can even be directly converted into dark gold magic powers, which does not require much assimilation process at all. In just half of the night, Wu Luo's dark gold magic power level has greatly improved.

With the explosive growth of dark gold magic power, the Gang Demon Dragon Hún continued to grow, and even the spirit dragon itself became more and more active.

Gradually, Wu Luo discovered that the spirit dragon's body began to crack!

He was startled, thinking that too much dark gold magic power had cracked the spirit dragon's body, but he soon found that it was not the spirit dragon's body that was cracking, but the spirit dragon's "skin" cracking.

The spirit dragon is transforming.

The magic power in the Gu core continued to pour in, the spirit dragon became bigger and bigger, and the cracks on the skin also expanded, Wu Luo didn't know how long, the layer of skin outside the spirit dragon and the dragon scales shattered together, turning into silver spots of light floating in the sky, and scattered down one after another.

After the transformation, the spirit dragon let out a long groan, and the indescribable comfort in his voice was like a thunder in Wu Luo's mind, and the storm in the Mingtang Palace was clear.

Finally, finally that step was taken.

Just now, with the blowout growth of dark gold magic power, Wu Luo finally took that step.

The record of the cultivation realm, from the beginning of cultivation to the true becoming a great power, the fastest is thirteen years. The average time for a monk to become a mighty person is about fifty years.

In the last life, Wu Luo became a powerful man, and it took twenty years, which is an astonishing speed.

In this life, it took less than five years.

If you say it, I'm afraid that no one in the entire cultivation world will believe it!

Only when you truly stand in the realm of the Mighty will you understand that this is the true beginning of your practice. In the past, it was just a preparation for the practice.

And the cruelty of the Five Directions Realm lies in this, after the immortal world is overwhelmed, the powerful person is the pinnacle of cultivation.

In other words, when you really start practicing, your path of cultivation is considered to have come to an end. The beginning is the end.

In the previous life, Wu Luo also used to be extremely painful after knowing this, and in this life, he seemed to have more different choices. But in the end, he still has no confidence in whether he can break the situation of the Five Directions Realm Immortals.

He is indeed very good, but before him, there are countless excellent predecessors. Those people have worked tirelessly all their lives to achieve this goal - Wu Luo believes in himself, but he does not believe in the world.

In the Mingtang Palace, the spirit dragon that had completed the transformation roared, rolled up a storm of dark gold magic power in the sky, and plunged into the blood-colored giant tower.

The moment the spirit dragon completed its transformation, the second layer of the Scarlet Giant Tower opened to it.

In the second layer, there are some crude spells of the dragon clan.

Compared to the dragons, these spells are very "superficial", but for other races, the power of these spells is amazing.

The spirit dragon was not a real dragon clan, but after Wu Luo's consciousness came in with it, he found that the spirit dragon was cultivating these spells decently. And it seems that casting these spells will not be a problem.

As soon as he thought about it, he understood.

The realm of the dragon hún in "Nine Dragons Swallowing the Sun**" corresponds to the "Dao realm" of ordinary monks.

After the Dao realm, there is the peak of power.

And after the dragon hún, corresponding to the mighty, it is also a new realm "true dragon". Literally, it can be seen that the spirit dragon of this realm is already very similar to the real dragon.

Although the True Dragon Realm corresponds to this powerful person, at this level, the extraordinaryness of "Nine Dragons Swallowing the Sun**" will be further reflected.

The powerful are divided into five realms: Fengtian, Knocking on the Heaven, Asking the Heaven, Tilting the Heaven, and Treading the Heaven, but the True Dragon Realm is only divided into three layers: Manifestation, Wind and Cloud, and Altar, collectively known as the "Three Realms of the True Dragon".

Wu Luo has just entered the True Dragon Realm now, and is in the initial realm of manifestation, and his strength level is not yet consolidated.

But it didn't matter, because the huge Gu core was still supplying a steady stream of magic power, Wu Luo didn't stop, he kept cultivating, and after a while, the rapidly growing dark gold magic power helped Wu Luo completely stabilize the realm, and Wu Luo slowly stopped cultivating.

Inside the Gu core, the magic power is still sufficient.

However, Wu Luo did not plan to continue to impact the next realm at this time.

The mighty is a threshold, even Wu Luo must be careful to deal with it, and he must not be greedy for merit, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

When he opened his eyes, a golden firelight flashed in his eyes, and the firelight erupted three feet out of his pupils, turning into a golden dragon shape, and roared with teeth and claws, and then slowly dissipated.

......

Wu Luo's formation and spirit text were able to seal the energy and breath generated by his cultivation in the formation without leaking. The people around me are so unaware.

But when he accidentally broke through the realm and became a powerful one, next to Arashi's tent, the largest tent in the group, among the three mysterious méng-faced people, someone suddenly opened his eyes.

The three mysterious méng-faced men seemed to be extremely reluctant to be known, and even in the tent, they were still wearing coarse cloth robes, revealing only a pair of eyes.

The first to open his eyes was the one in the middle of the three.

A moment after he opened his eyes, the man on his left was also aware.

"You feel it too?"

The man on the left asked, his voice old, but he could tell it was a witch.

The man in the middle nodded, and appeared outside the tent without a sound, the tent's curtain not moving.

The mysterious man with an old voice appeared beside him.

The two of them walked forward silently, but their whole bodies did not move, as if they were floating on the water. What's even more bizarre is that the two of them seem to be able to completely melt into the night of the Daredevil Desert. They walked past the two witches who were on duty at night, and the two witches didn't react at all.

The two mysterious men seemed to sense something, followed the power to find it, stopped and stopped, and finally determined the direction of the target after a moment.

"It's really their ......," the old man's voice was a little surprised. At this time, the two were standing in front of the tent of Hong Lei and his party.

"Originally, I allowed Lan Shi to bring them with me to deal with the mysterious person who captured the Scorpion Centipede Gu. Unexpectedly, in this team, there is also a guy with a lot of background. Hmph, this time it's fun, the Night Demon Desert, the dragons gather. ”

The person who had not spoken until now also spoke quietly, and surprisingly, her voice was as surprisingly nice as Huang Li: "Actually, we should have thought of it a long time ago." Hong Lei is also a first-class sorcerer, not a fool. He knew that the Night Demon Desert was killing everywhere at this time, but he still dared to come in, he must have something to rely on. ”

This voice sounds extremely young, and people can't help but have a hint of anticipation for the appearance of the owner of this voice.

The old mysterious man had special respect for this one: "You mean, Hong Lei is just a puppet?"

The other man nodded.

The old witch clan looked at the tent of Hong Lei and the others with a worried face: "If it wasn't Hong Lei, then who would this person be?"

The steel hammer got up and peed in a mush, humming and chirping while releasing water. After holding back the inventory in the middle of the night, he felt extremely comfortable, and went back in a muddle.

He appeared at this critical moment, and the two mysterious men were alerted.

"Is this kid?" the old man was a little skeptical: "It's too vulgar, it's not quite like it, right?"

A cold glint flashed in the young man's eyes: "How do you know that he didn't deliberately pretend to be like this?"

The old man nodded thoughtfully: "If it's really him, you can make use of it......"

(I don't know why, all the data are declining after the third watch, which is very weird...... ）！。