Qin Xuan Ning eyes, looking at his ancestral body aging, but his heart is more calm.

The magic power of heaven is one of the nine turbid forces in the turbid Heaven Emperor scroll. In itself, it is not a power that can be cultivated.

Now, in this situation, Qin Xuan thinks it is reasonable.

He sat down again, but he didn't turn the scroll.

On the ink tablet, there is only the cultivation method of Zhuo Tian Di Juan, but he didn't know how to deal with this situation. He is Qin Changqing, and now he doesn't know how to deal with it.

He can only respond to changes with constancy. His skin is falling, and even his flesh and blood have dried up.

In accordance with the way of operation of the turbid Heaven Emperor volume, the magic of heaven has unconsciously decayed his ancestral body.

Skin withers, flesh turns to ashes and falls.

Until, Qin Xuan's body, has only left a white Gu, even in the house already did not exist.

Dantian is still there, emitting a faint halo.

The Lord of Tianmo mountain looks at Qin Xuan. He doesn't speak a word. It's like watching a play. He looks at Qin Xuan quietly.

As if, Qin Xuan is not a living creature, just a doll.

Qin Xuan is sitting, he can't even feel the decay and decay of his ancestors.

Fortunately, Dantian has not been damaged, immediately, Qin Xuan will use Zuli, ready to heal zushen.

But his ancestral body is too strong, and now it is almost impossible for him to revive his flesh and blood.

Even, when Qin Xuan mobilized Zuli to rush out of the Dantian world, Qin Xuan suddenly had a palpitation in his heart. Then, he forcibly controlled Zuli and suppressed him in Dantian.

His ancestral body is like a container. Now, with the container withering, his elixir world has 94000 original realms, dark treasure realms and powerful origins.

In this case, it is a miracle that his elixir field has not completely erupted.

But at this time, Qin Xuan's origin suddenly shocked. In Qin Xuan's consciousness, his origin suddenly looked at the remaining part of heaven magic in the Dantian world.

Some kind of desire rises from the source, as if that small part of heaven's magic power is the golden mountain in the eyes of greedy people and the fragrance of starving ghosts.

Even Qin Xuan's mood was in turmoil at this moment.

This kind of desire, he only felt a few times, it is desperate, the desire for power, even that kind of desire, may not be comparable to the desire for that part of the magic.

However, Qin Xuan is controlling the source, even so, he still controls the source.

It's just that the origin is constantly shaking, and many ancestors around, even the dark treasure world, are trembling.

Even, Qin Xuan feels that the source seems to have been out of control.

This kind of desire, almost to crush his reason, even Qin Xuan is the first time to meet.

But Qin Xuan also knows that if he indulges in the source, he will become a puppet of heaven's magic power and eventually perish.

"It's hard to fill the gap between desires and desires. The power of emptiness and turbidity is killing and evil is everything!"

"Heaven's magic, but it's all about desire!"

Qin Xuan is in the origin. He looks at the small part of the magic power, but he has a clear understanding.

The creatures of nine days and ten places, who are infected with the power of darkness, magnify their evil thoughts countless times, and so is the instinct of killing, and finally lose its essence.

By contrast, the magic of the day is even more terrifying.

The magic of heaven represents desire. In this world, who can really be absolutely without desire!?

The stronger the man is, the stronger his desire is.

For example, the death of ordinary people, the soul may not be able to become a spirit, but if the fall of the ancient emperor, the body of wisdom can also be retained for millions of years.

Obsession is also desire.

Even those who boast that they have no desire and no desire, practice the supreme merciless way, and seek mercilessness and no desire, which is also a kind of desire.

Desire is not only the foundation of all living beings, but also one of the basic ideas of all living beings.

But the magic of this day is to magnify the infinite desire. The stronger, the more suffering.

Qin Xuan is the same. His mind has gone through two generations, nine trillion ancient years, one ancient year and one million years. Even so, he also felt that kind of suffering.

Even in the fire, it is far less than one in ten thousand.

The most important thing is that this desire can not be eliminated unless people become vegetation and cut off their intelligence.

Qin Xuan's original sitting, but the shaking range is more and more big.

One day, ten days, hundred days Qin Xuan every moment, it is like suffering, but he still did not give up, stick to Qingming.

Until, even Qin Xuan did not know how long, he seemed to enter the river of time again, and his consciousness began to have chaos.

Finally, the source subsided, and even Qin Xuan was numb. After filling in the source's desire, he just reflected.

In the world of Dantian, Benyuan opens his eyes, and Qin Xuan looks at that small part of the heavenly magic. At the moment, he doesn't have any desire any more.Obviously, in this game, he won. After the virtual power, he mastered No, it can bear the second kind of turbid force, heavenly magic.

And there are seven kinds of turbid forces similar to virtual turbid force and heavenly magic power.

Qin Xuan is not happy now in the heart, on the contrary, there is a trace of creepy.

It seems that he finally withstood two kinds of turbid forces. Only he understood that the evil thoughts harassed him, the killing thoughts surrounded him, the desire and the discontent, the terror and the suffering.

However, if he has not experienced the long river of time, he will be buried in it.

Qin Xuan looked at that small part of the sky magic, but there was a rare heavy hair on his face.

When he realized that outside the Dantian, he was slightly stunned. He didn't know when he had recovered.

Bai Gu was reborn. Moreover, his ancestral body seemed to be reborn from fire. It was not strong, but it was much stronger.

Originally, his ancestral body seemed to condense the Qi of heaven and earth into material objects. Eight feet of human body was strong and strong enough to carry his elixir world.

But now, it seems that there is a change of germplasm, a real image of flesh and blood, rather than just a container with cracks.

"More than that, there is a strange power in the ancestors, this power..." Qin Xuan frowned slightly. There was some mysterious power flowing between his skin and flesh, but he didn't understand what this power was.

"This is the demon body!" Suddenly, a voice rang out, making Qin Xuan stunned.

He raised his eyes and looked at the Lord of Tianmo mountain, but saw that the Lord of Tianmo mountain said indifferently: "you have passed the test of Tianmo. This is the reward of Tianmo. Move the power of Tianmo body according to the method of Zhuo tiandijuan's empty and dirty body."

"Since then, all desires will not invade, the demons will move, and all living beings will go crazy!"

As the voice fell, the Lord of Tianmo mountain gently raised his finger. Qin Xuan felt that there was a great force sweeping it out, and blew it directly out of Tianmo palace.

When Qin Xuan settled down, Deng Deng stepped back, he was stunned.

It was a long time before he came back to himself.

"Forever, how long has it been!"

"It's been March a year!"

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