Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

After Mo Fan’s introduction, the demon kings finally stopped waiting and went straight into the area where the king-level treasures were located to search for them.

The current cultivation levels of all the monsters are not low. Even the Red Eye, who has the lowest level, has reached the middle stage of the King Realm.

Although Mo Fan had been away from Black Wind Mountain for ten years, he left behind enough blood pills before leaving, so the cultivation of the monsters not only did not fall behind during these ten years, but improved greatly.

It’s just that Red Eyes doesn’t like the boring seclusion and practice, otherwise he would definitely be able to make further progress in his cultivation.

Now, looking at the endless treasures in front of him, he felt a little regretful.

"If I had known this, I would have practiced hard, so I could have chosen a treasure of a better quality!"

Hongyan sighed, but he was still in high spirits. He used his spiritual sense to scan all the treasures in the numerous light balls, and finally selected two, both of which were magic swords.

He was originally good at using swords, but after yesterday's battle, his sword was already badly damaged, and his own demon weapons were not as good as the treasures before him.

So after much thought, I naturally chose the sword as a magic weapon.

These two swords are both real magic weapons, one is a mid-grade magic weapon, and the other is a top-grade magic weapon!

Strictly speaking, with Hongyan's current level of cultivation, a mid-grade magic weapon is the most suitable for him, but he insisted on challenging the restrictions of a high-grade magic weapon. As one can imagine, he was directly frustrated.

After resting for a while, he finally chose the mid-grade magic sword.

At the same time, the other monsters also selected magic weapons that suited them.

Among them, Zhazha chose a pair of black wings, which are top-grade magic weapons. Once refined and activated with demonic energy, they can be transformed into a pair of huge wings, which can not only integrate offense and defense, but also increase his flying speed.

What Wolf Xiongxiong chose was a blood-colored armor, which was a rather evil magic weapon. It was also a top-grade magic weapon that needed to be nurtured with blood. Once activated, it would take root in the flesh and blood like skin, providing powerful defense while stimulating the host's ferocity, making it fearless of pain and death and completely fall into madness!

The other demon kings avoided this magic weapon as much as possible, believing it to be an evil treasure refined by human cultivators. However, Lang Xiongxiong liked it very much.

In addition, Mr. Pig, Dali, Erha and other demon kings also chose their own magic weapons.

In this way, the demon kings of Black Wind Mountain entered the Xuanming Tower in batches, and finally obtained satisfactory treasures.

After the demon kings obtained the treasure, it was the turn of the demon generals, and finally the demon soldiers.

It is worth mentioning that after ten years, most of the monsters on the Black Wind Mountain have broken through to the Monster General Realm, and the rest are all in the Monster Ding Realm.

As for the little demons in the demon transformation realm, there was no one left, which made Mo Fan feel quite relieved.

He did not keep all of the million blood pills, so he still had some in his hand. If he used them all, he estimated that he should be able to upgrade all the monsters in Black Wind Mountain to the level of monster generals!

When he thought of this, Mo Fan suddenly felt very excited.

His previous vision was to be able to train 100,000 demons, but now it seems that he can go a step further, which naturally makes him very satisfied.

After the hundred thousand monsters had chosen their treasures, Mo Fan didn't say anything else. He just waved his hand, and all the monsters immediately felt dizzy.

When they stood still again, they had returned to the top of Black Wind Mountain.

"You should all have known how to refine magic weapons. If you don't know, you can go and learn from the demon kings!

So next, everyone should refine the magic weapons and magic treasures in their hands, and cultivate the compatibility between them, and strive to make their own strength stronger!

This way, if you encounter danger in the future, you will have an extra chance to save your life!"

Mo Fan stood in mid-air and spoke to the monsters in a serious tone.

"Follow the order of the ancestor!!"

Upon hearing this, all the monsters immediately obeyed the order in unison.

Mo Fan nodded, then made a move with his hand. The earth shook, and a bolt of lightning shot up into the sky, flew into his hand, and turned into a spear.

This spear is exactly Jing Lei!

When Mo Fan broke into the Sea of ​​Thunder, Jing Lei naturally stayed in Black Wind Mountain. Ten years later, Jing Lei had already fallen into a deep sleep.

At this moment, Mo Fan used the power of refining to wake it up.

"Owner!!"

Jing Lei swung the spear slightly, and the spear head nodded at Mo Fan in an anthropomorphic manner.

"I haven't seen you for ten years. I didn't expect that you have evolved to the upper level of the ancestral realm. This is a bit beyond my expectations."

Feeling the energy hidden in Jing Lei's body, Mo Fan couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"This is all thanks to the lightning formation that Master created last time. After being nourished by the lightning tribulation, I was able to transform so quickly!"

The sound of thunder rang in Mo Fan's heart.

"Very good, I will promote you to a Saint King Soldier when I have the chance!"

"Thank you Master!!"

Mo Fan smiled slightly, put away the thunder, and then he flashed and disappeared on the spot.

When he appeared again, he had returned to his own spring cave.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he released You Er.

"Ancestor, is this...Quantan Cave?"

"Are we back to Black Wind Mountain?"

You Er looked at Mo Fan in surprise. The latter nodded and waved his hand. A three-inch-high bone tower flew in front of You Er.

“This item is a sacred weapon of the ancestral realm that is capable of both offense and defense. Its grade has also reached the top grade of the ancestral realm. It was originally the life-blooded weapon of a great demon in the ancestral realm. Later, that great demon was killed by this ancestor, so this treasure was also refined by this ancestor.

But now this treasure is of little use to me, so I'll give it to you!"

Mo Fan spoke calmly.

This time, You Er played an indispensable role in completely killing Qin Changsheng, so he naturally would not favor one over the other.

The reason why he didn't release it to choose treasures with other monsters before was because he had better treasures to give him.

A top-grade holy weapon from the ancestral realm?

Upon hearing this, You Er was overjoyed and quickly took the White Bone Tower. He bowed to Mo Fan and said respectfully, “You Er, thank you for the reward, ancestor!!”

"You have made great contributions this time, and you deserve this reward. There is nothing to thank me for!"

"In the future, work hard for me, use your abilities well, and protect our Black Wind Mountain. I will not treat you unfairly!"

Mo Fan looked at this guy and then asked, "How has Hu Jingjing been doing these years?"

"Thank you for your concern, Old Ancestor. Jingjing is doing fine. But now that we are separated by demons and ghosts, I feel a little uncomfortable with this." You Er said with a wry smile.

"It's okay. In the God's Domain, there is a method of ghost possession. I will try to get some back then. Maybe it will come in handy."

Mo Fan gave You Er an ambiguous smile. He naturally understood where You Er's pain lay.

You Er was overjoyed when he heard this, but before he could thank him, Mo Fan drove him out of the cave.

Next, Mo Fan sat cross-legged on the ground and began to look inward. He discovered that after the demon baby, the ghost bead, and the devil cyclone, there was another thing in his body. It was a gray crystal in the shape of a drop of water.

This is the object that was formed after he devoured Qin Changsheng's corpse.

"Mr. Qian, what is this?"

Feeling the mysterious power of the gray crystal, Mo Fan was unable to determine for a moment. He only knew that this thing must be related to witches, so he began to seek advice in his mind.

“It’s Wusui!”

"You can also regard it as a unique feature of the Wu Clan monks. Try to activate it!"

Uncle Qian seemed to be omniscient and omnipotent, and he told the origin of the gray crystal in one breath.