Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

In the land of the West End, Mingtan Sect, White Bone Peak.

Dull thunder rolled from the horizon. What overshadowed the thunder was the sound of eighteen consecutive golden bells.

when!

when!

……

The sound of the bell was like a soaring petrel in a storm, crossing thousands of cloud mountains and thousands of thunder curtains, and came lightly to the White Bone Peak Hall.

"The bell has sounded, and someone has challenged the position of true successor."

Above the main hall, a beautiful woman in palace clothes said lazily.

She was lying on the bone-white jade bed, with her jade hands picking up a crystal clear grape, her red lips pursed slightly, and the beauty between movement and stillness was overwhelming.

After playing with her graceful jade feet at will, the beautiful woman stood up from a sitting position and said to the woman standing under the jade steps: "Huanrou, what do you think?"

Su Huanrou took a step forward and bowed, and saw her black silk hanging down to her waist, her beautiful hair gently brushing her forehead, her bright eyes meeting her dark eyebrows, as if she was a banished immortal.

"Reporting to the Peak Master, there are currently only fifteen true successors in the sect, and there are still three auxiliary halls in the True Succession Palace waiting for the palace master."

"It is said that the Shenxu of Wangui Peak this time has three souls in one body. In just thirty years, he has reached the ninth level of Yunqi, and in ten years he has been promoted to the third level of Ningzhen. It seems that only this kind of peerless talent who practices the ghost way, Wangui Fengcai has the confidence to launch the true challenge." Although she is dressed as a maid, her red clothes are washed and dyed like bright clouds, and her figure is like a crane, which further shows Su Huanrou's elegant and noble temperament.

The beautiful woman in palace clothes turned her swan-like snowy neck, and opened her mouth slightly, "Wangui Peak wants to ascend to the top, but I am too lazy to worry about it. I have other peaks to deal with him."

The sound is like the sound of nature, and the jade sound is like a ripe peach, exuding a soul-stirring charm. As a woman, Su Huanrou almost lost her mind.

The challenge of the True Legend of Demon Sect is naturally extremely dangerous. Many levels can lead to death if you are not careful. Otherwise, the number of the eighteen True Legends of Mingtan Sect would not be full.

First of all, the first level is a battle between the seven peaks: White Bones, Ten Thousand Ghosts, Corpse Buddha, Yin Hua, Secret Demon, Underworld, and Shadow. Each peak has a cultivation seed.

In the bloody battle and in the melee, only one person can survive. The loser's life and magic weapon become the steps and materials for the winner to advance.

Su Huanrou remembered the clan leader's instructions and thought about it, but she remained calm. She pondered for a while before saying,

"Before this time, the Seven Peaks Fighting Technique reaches the third level of Condensation Realm. If the Peak Master doesn't want to bet with Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak, he may choose a disciple who specializes in one bone magic power and give him another escape method.

Once there is a bloody melee, you should not die first, and you can delay it in the ring for a while.

And specializing in one magical power is naturally much more profound than practicing several magic powers at the same time. It will definitely impress people and prevent me from losing my reputation. "

As the peak master of White Bone Peak, Zheng Yuqing heard this and pondered for a long time, "It makes sense. Please bring me the Jade Book of Disciples."

After a long time,

"Just him, second level Ningzhen, specializing in "White Bone Lingchi Sword Qi", Jiang Moshu from the Jiang family.

In addition, this child suffered a hidden injury during the Qi accumulation stage, resulting in damage to the Dao foundation. It would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to break through the third level of Ningzhen.

If benevolence is rewarded this time, it may not be a better opportunity for the Jiang family.

You go and preach my decrees,

Give ten thousand spiritual stones,

Granted the "Six Bones Stepping on the Nether Body Instantaneous Technique",

He was ordered to participate in the Qifeng Fight in three months.

The "Six Bones Stepping on the Netherworld and Instantaneous Body Technique" was allowed to be passed down within his clan, and three other disciples of the White Bone Peak outer sect were granted to the Jiang family. "

Zheng Yu Qingying's white onion fingers swung through the air, and a ray of bone-white hair came out through her fingers, forming a decree out of thin air and floating towards the beauty under the jade steps.

"Leading the peak and adhering to the decree."

Su Huanrou just took two steps back, stopped again, lowered her head and asked softly, "Peak Master, there is a melee above the blood ring, will Senior Brother Jiang have the slightest chance?"

There was a lot of unbearability in his tone, but when he lowered his head, a light flashed in his eyes.

Zheng Yuqing glanced at the deacon who was as affectionate as his disciple, and smiled charmingly: "Chen Xu is Tong Laogui's direct disciple. With this old ghost's meticulous character, if he dares to let him go, he is absolutely sure. "

After he paused for a moment, he saw her caressing her forehead, and continued with a slight hesitation: "However, Huangquan and Yinhua peaks also have hidden secrets. Someone once used Ningzhen's first turn to counterattack Ningzhen's fourth turn, and it was a blessing. ! We won’t know who will win in the end until we have to fight in a bloody battle.”

"As for Jiang Moshu, although "White Bones Lingchi Sword Qi" is extremely refined and pure, it can still be appreciated.

However, it has been more than thirty years since he entered the Ningzhen Realm, but he has not even completed the second level of Ningzhen. It is enough to slash out a few more bone swords before death. "

Zheng Yuqing looked at the figure that appeared on the jade book and didn't care much, but turned her head and said seriously to Su Huanrou,

"Huanrou, you have just entered Ningzhen. Usually, people look at my face and pay you a lot of compliments, so just listen.

Don't underestimate those monsters. They are all good at fighting. It is common for them to dominate at the same level. Only those who can counterattack and kill at a higher level are qualified to be true seeds.

Speaking of this, the beautiful woman in palace attire sounded quite uninterested.

"In this battle between the Seven Peaks, I, the White Bone Peak, will be just a spectator.

Those commonplace objects with false reputations are like dog bones, they are fought over and over again.

It's really uninteresting. "

……

Countless memories came flooding back, like watching movies for more than ten days without sleep, making Jiang Mo feel a little headache and nausea.

Jiang Mo slowly stood up from the cloud bed and walked slowly to the door of the quiet room, where a long mirror was standing there.

What was reflected in the mirror was an elegant young man, dressed in a plain white Taoist robe, with a tall and graceful figure and a good appearance.

But my temples are gray and there are many wrinkles on my brows. I was afraid that I was often worried and depressed in the past.

Looking at the strange yet familiar face in the mirror, the memory of more than a hundred years of practice is like a big dream, running through my heart like a revolving door.

In the end, it condensed into a heavy sigh, "Whether it's immortality or happiness, it's so difficult!"

Who would have thought that just now I was checking the game on my phone.

In the blink of an eye, his soul traveled to another world and inherited the identity of a monk. From then on, Jiang Mo was Jiang Moshu.

However, this "after" may only be "after" three months longer. A wry smile couldn't help but appear on Jiang Moshu's face.

Yesterday, my predecessor accepted the decree of Qifeng Fighting, knowing that he would die. However, due to family considerations, he had to practice the secret method in a hurry. As a result, he went crazy and lost his soul.

After sorting out the cause and effect, Jiang Moshu frowned, what should he do?

After checking the storage bag left by his predecessor, Jiang Moshu was about to shed tears.

Good guy,

As for elixirs, only the Yangyuan elixir distributed by the sect is given to the Ningzhen realm.

As for the magical weapon, only the sect distributes the Jingchen Taoist robe to the Ningzhen realm.

Spiritual stones, ten thousand spiritual stones, I just got them yesterday! Just gone? !

Staring with blood-red eyes, Jiang Moshu carefully searched for the memories left by his predecessor.

Knowing that he was going to die, after receiving the decree yesterday, my predecessor wrote a letter with all his wealth and entrusted the sect with the mission at Qilin Hall and sent it back to the family overnight.

Then I closed my eyes and felt a pain in my heart, but I felt relieved instantly.

What now?

It’s not the game we played before time travel. How can cultivation be so simple? !

Just as the thoughts flashed through his mind, a translucent panel slowly appeared in his eyes.

On the right side of the panel is a column of data,

[Name: Jiang Moshu

Race: Terran

Sex: Male

Identity: Ming Tan Sect, White Bone Peak, Outer Disciple/Jiang Family Disciple

Realm: Second level of Ningzhen

Fear value bonus: 0% (no creature is afraid of you)

Sign in? whether】

A vivid little man, who looks exactly like Jiang Moshu, is sitting cross-legged on the left side of the panel, constantly breathing and practicing, surrounded by countless black energy, and from time to time he transforms into the image of evil ghosts and monsters.

As the sun and moon above the villain's head continue to rotate, the background changes to day or night.

Sure enough, there is no perfect path.

Jiang Moshu's eyes suddenly glowed, and his breathing became faster. He felt that his whole body was getting warm at this moment.

This interface is exactly the game he played on his mobile phone before time travel.

"Demon Lord Hang Up Cultivation" is an idle immortal cultivation game. If you sign in every day, you can receive training time of varying lengths.

There is also a certain chance of extracting magic weapons or magical powers.

The fear value can provide attack and defense bonuses, and can also increase the probability of extracting magic weapons and magical powers.

The most important thing is that there will be a guaranteed reward for signing in for the first time.

However, since he was trained by the Demon Lord, based on his game experience in his previous life, all the magic weapons and supernatural powers that can be obtained are inseparable from the flow of demons, evils, and demons. In short, if placed on the right path, they will never see the light of day.

Now, Mingtan Sect is exactly the Demonic Sect, so it is not so conspicuous.

Jiang Moshu took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and clicked on the "Yes" after "Do you want to sign in?"

The entire interface instantly became blurry.

Several illusory lightning bolts kept swimming, shuttling, and dodge around the interface, but could not find any target that could be hit.

After about a stick of incense, the lightning disappeared, the interface became clear again, and a line of prompts appeared below the illusory panel.

[Sign-in completed today,

Fear value bonus: 0% (no creature is afraid of you)

Gains from this sign-in: Four months of practice time

This is the first time you sign in, and the guaranteed draw begins.

The guaranteed draw reward is: Bone Lock Heart Hammer

Note that the draw rewards have been optimally adjusted and all backlash effects have been erased. 】

White Bone Lock Heart Hammer,

The famous magic weapon of Shang Heyang, the leader of the Eastern Demon Cult.

According to the five elements of creation and restraint, it was made with the heads of five enlightened people and the souls of forty-nine people with foundations. It took decades of hard work in the snowy mountains to refine it.

A bone hammer half as tall as a man appeared in front of Jiang Moshu, who took it into his hand and examined it carefully.

The handle of the hammer is made of white jade, its tentacles are cool, and countless mysterious runes are looming on it.

The head of the hammer is made of five skeletons arranged in the shape of plum blossom petals, with the mouth facing outwards and white teeth.

Swing it lightly and you will feel the weight is enough but not heavy on the shoulders, and the impact is strong but not heavy on the wrist.

Jiang Moshu nodded, and it was indeed optimized according to his own situation.

However, as a dignified monk, it is naturally impossible for him to rush up with a bone hammer and hit someone on the head.

The real power of the White Bone Locking Hammer is not to hit people.

Instead, it can release endless demonic fire,

Burn the body to refine the soul!