"The 107th small pulse, open"!

"The 106th small pulse, open"!

"The 105th small meridian, open"!

Zhan Wuque opened three meridians again, plus the previous four meridians opened together!

The cover of the altar finally began to slowly turn.

"Seven meridians, open"!

Zhan Wuque's eyes flashed with a flash of light and he tried his best.

"Bang"!

After all, the altar cover could not withstand the chaotic battle body with the full opening of the seven veins, and was lifted up.

But the next moment, Zhan Wuque's face changed drastically.

A rich black mist surged out of the altar, and a huge suction force was applied to Zhan Wuque's whole body.

The suction is so great that it is extremely terrifying. With the strength of the chaotic battle body, there is no power to resist. Zhan Wuque can only watch himself get closer and closer to the strange urn.

At this moment, let alone the physical body, even the remaining soul of the God of War in his body could not move, as if he had encountered a natural enemy and was shocked.

It's that black fog!

The strange black mist turned into countless black gas as thin as cow's hair and drilled into Zhan Wuque's body pores.

"I'm careless".

Zhan Wuque smiled bitterly in his heart.

He didn't expect that the black fog would be so terrifying that even the remnant soul of the God of War was suppressed.

There was more and more black fog gushing out of the urn, and the whole room was filled with water.

Zhan Wuque has completely lost control of his body.

Could it be that we will fall here today?

Zhan Wuque was very unwilling to accept it.

He has not yet avenged his previous life, and Jiang Nana has waited for him to go back for treatment a year later. Grandpa Qiaoer and Dahuang have disappeared one after another, and Guiyi Pavilion has his enemies.

He must not fall down!

Zhan Wuque desperately activated the battle body and the remaining soul of the God of War to try to recover, but even so, it was still useless.

Seeing that the urn was about to swallow Zhan Wuque, a violent heartbeat suddenly rang inside the house.

The heartbeat is getting louder and clearer.

It's that demonic heart!

Zhan Wuque took a few steps back.

As early as the sound of his heartbeat sounded, he resumed his movements.

When he retreated, the rich black mist returned to the nest like a milk swallow, all flowed back and returned to the urn.

The room was quiet.

Zhan Wuque stared at the urn, his expression a little gloomy and unstable.

This urn is so evil.

He had no power to resist!

There was also the black fog, which he was a little familiar with. He seemed to have seen it somewhere in his previous life, but he just couldn't remember it.

Because his soul is incomplete and his memory is somewhat incomplete. Some things only have vague concepts, and some are even blank.

"It was that demon heart that saved me just now," Zhan Wuque's eyes showed a trace of light.

The demon heart is suspected to be the heart of the demon outside the domain. Because of the divine nature of the God King, it has become one with him at this time.

Demon Heart swallowed all the origin of his battle body before, leaving Zhan Wuque in a dying state.

Later, he replaced his original heart and merged with him, and Zhan Wuque was able to "resurrect from the dead."

But the origin of the battle body has been swallowed by the demon heart and disappeared. The chaos war is reflected entirely by the demon heart as the source of power.

If the demon heart is there, the battle body is there.

If the demon heart is destroyed, the battle body will die.

The demon heart is already connected with Zhan Wuque's life.

However, Zhan Wuque also gained a lot of benefits.

The devil's heart has strong vitality, and even if a powerful person in the divine realm takes action, he may not be able to destroy it, which makes Zhan Wuque a fatal flaw.

On the other hand, the integration of the demon heart into Zhan Wuque's body caused his physical strength to surge a lot.

The origin of the demon heart is unknown and its purpose is unknown, but just from the perspective of blocking the urn, it must be of extraordinary significance.

Zhan Wuque's eyes fell on the urn and his face was solemn.

This thing is so weird.

Even the residual soul of the God of War in his body can suppress it, which shows that it is obvious.

Fortunately, Demon Heart is now prospering and losing, so he doesn't have to worry too much.

Zhan Wuque walked over and slowly took the urn into his hand.

After what happened just now, the size of the urn has shrunk by a large circle. Now it looks quite small, like an ordinary broken clay pot.

As soon as I touched the clay pot, a cold breath flowed out from the clay pot and flowed into Zhan Wuque's mind along his arms.

"God and Demon-Devouring Can"!

Four big words emerged in Zhan Wuque's mind.

"The God-Devouring Pot, what a big tone," Zhan Wuque said to himself, his eyes shining.

Even the broken thing can suppress his soul. When it is complete, it may really swallow the sky and devour the gods.

The cold aura disappeared after circling through Zhan Wuque's mind.

At the same time, there was a little more connection between the magic pot and him, and he took the initiative to recognize him as the main one!

Zhan Wuque waved his hand and the magic pot suddenly flew up and landed in his hands.

"If I can really master this thing, it will be my ultimate killer move before I become a god." Zhan Wuque couldn't help but show joy in his eyes.

The God-Devouring Demon Can was not even able to resist when he faced it. Even if it was a martial spirit or even a strong martial master, he would run away in panic.

But he quickly frowned.

Because he found that he could not activate it at all.

This magic pot actually belongs to the secret treasure of the soul, and must be activated to fight the enemy with soul power.

What made him incredible was that with his current soul power, he could not even urge him!

He had just swallowed a purple jade scorpion's demon soul not long ago, and the remaining soul of the God of War has recovered a little.

Even so, it is still far from urging the God-Devouring Demon Can.

"Sure enough, I knew it wouldn't be that simple"!

Zhan Wuque thoughtful.

No matter how strong the treasure is, there are restrictions, and the same is true for the magic pot.

The power of the magic pot is too terrifying, and it is also extremely difficult to activate it.

Just a wisp of breath was revealed, and he almost died on the spot.

It is hard to imagine the style of the magic pot when it was in full swing.

Even if it cannot be used for the time being, the God-Devouring Demon Can is a rare treasure!

"Recovering the injury to the soul is imminent."

Zhan Wuque thought in his heart.

Only when the soul's injury is restored will the power of divine thoughts increase greatly, and the power of artifact fragments will also increase accordingly.

If you want to activate the God-Devouring Demon Can, your soul power consumption will definitely be terrifying. From this point of view, there is still a long way to go.

Zhan Wuque had a vague doubt in his heart that the reason why this God-Devouring Demon Can recognizes the master is probably related to the demon heart.

In other words, the God-Devouring Demon Can was originally refined by the extraterritorial demon!

But, all of this was his guess.

Shaking his head, he didn't think much, Zhan Wuque slapped the storage bag, and a root fell into his hand.

Level 6 Soul-Recovery Grass!

The sixth level is equivalent to the martial spirit powerhouse among warriors, which shows that this thing is extraordinary.
Chapter completed!