[Chapter 2011 There are always people who want to harm me]
“Crow, I’m going to dodge~” Yang Yiyu felt that the power in the blood coffin hall was too strong, and said to the God and Demon Bird, preparing to hide in the Qiankun Pot.
“Hold on, you weak chicken, if you hide in the Qiankun Pot now, all your efforts will be wasted. The demon consciousness wants to refine you, but it will also consume her divine power. This is just the beginning. The devil must be paying attention to you. If you hide and disappear at this time, the devil will not give up, but you can’t be angry.
The purpose of hiding in the Qiankun Pot is to take it by surprise. It’s too early to hide in it now. You have to go in at the last moment when the devil thinks you are finished and refined into a pool of blood. Now you keep holding on, right… let me go into the Qiankun Pot space first.”
After the God and Demon Bird said the last sentence, Yang Yiyu almost vomited blood.
He was the only one who had to bear the pressure and hardship for a long time, and this mixed-haired bird completed the task with a light sentence.
“You…” Yang Yiyu was speechless for a long time.
But he knew that what Zamao Niao said was right. Only by persisting to the end was the right choice, so that the devil could relax his vigilance, and it would take time to dodge.
In the end, Yang Yiyu waved his hand and put the God and Demon Bird into the Qiankun Pot.
And he himself began to resist bitterly.
The power of Huangquan in the entire Blood Coffin Hall was getting stronger and stronger, and the power of the devil’s aura and the two kinds of yang and yin flames also reached a terrifying level. The fairy clothes on his body turned into ashes. At
this moment, Yang Yiyu was facing all the power in the entire hall. At the moment when the fairy clothes turned into ashes, the power of Qiankun Daoyuan in his body almost collapsed.
If he hadn’t gritted his teeth and persisted, he estimated that his physical body would be directly injured.
No, I can’t hold on anymore.
Yang Yiyu muttered in his heart.
Just as he was about to enter the space of the Qiankun Pot, the voice of the Qiankun Spirit rang in his mind: “Boy, let go of your defense and temper your body directly. Although the power of the Yellow Spring here is weak, it is enough for you to temper your body.”
“What? Are you kidding?” Yang Yiyu shouted loudly: “Do you want me to die?”
Hearing the words of the Qiankun Spirit, Yang Yiyu almost jumped up.
The immortal clothes turned into ashes. Can his body withstand the power of the Yellow Spring?
What’s more, the entire blood coffin hall is not only filled with the power of the Yellow Spring, but also with the extremely yang and yin demonic flames. Isn’t this asking him to die?
What a bad idea?
Who knew that the faint voice of the spirit of heaven and earth sounded slowly in his mind: “Do you really think that the inner and outer skills of heaven and earth are cabbages? I have told you that the two kinds of inner and outer skills of heaven and earth are the only supreme methods in the world. When the inner and outer skills of heaven and earth are in operation, they can bring out more than you can imagine. Don’t worry, you won’t die.
You just need to persist and persist. When you break through the limit, your body will reach a higher level. Let me tell you, in the ancient times, there were great people who tempered themselves into saints, and their bodies became saints and proved the way. They were extremely powerful.
Huang The power of the Yellow Spring is hard to come by. This is an opportunity for you. It’s up to you whether you do it or not. You should know that you are just a small fry in the realm of Hunyuan Daoxian, and you are still far from standing at the top of the fairy world.
Let alone other things, it’s hard for you to survive in the fairy world. If you can use the power of the Yellow Spring to temper your body and break through the limit today, the benefits are endless. If nothing else, it will lay a foundation for your body to become a saint in the future. This opportunity is rare. You can do it yourself. “
Yang Yiyu was stunned and fell into deep thought. He didn’t say anything for a long time.
He knew that since the spirit of Qiankun said so, it was naturally reasonable, but the key was that this was too dangerous, right?
A sentence popped up in his mind: There are always people who want to harm me!
Before, the God and Demon Bird stopped him from entering the Qiankun Pot to hide, and now the spirit of Qiankun jumped out and told him to temper his body under the power of the Yellow Spring?
Is there such a trick?
Yang Yiyu was really speechless.
But think about it, what the Spirit of Heaven and Earth said seems to make sense, and naturally it jumped out to speak at this time in order to make him stronger.
Is it reasonable? Of course it is.
After struggling in his heart, Yang Yiyu finally accepted his fate.
Do it!
No matter what, the Spirit of Heaven and Earth will not harm him, but it will definitely make him suffer.
Now it is.
Yang Yiyu felt that this was the conspiracy given to him by the Spirit of Heaven and Earth, a pit, but he still had to jump into this pit.
As the Spirit of Heaven and Earth said, his current cultivation level is just a small minion in the entire fairy world, not even a hair, and if he can get out, the outside is a chaotic fairyland. In this place where dragons and fish are mixed, strength is the only life-saving straw to survive.
The power of Huangquan can temper the body, allowing his body to break through the limit once, which will inevitably enhance his own strength.
This is also a way to save his life.
So Yang Yiyu knew it was a pit, but he had to jump in and try.
And he also had confidence in the internal and external skills of the universe.
According to the words of the Spirit of Heaven and Earth, the internal and external skills he practiced were simply invincible.
He shouldn’t die, right?
Besides, if it really doesn’t work, he can just enter the Heaven and Earth Pot.
But even if he thought so, the way of cultivation was the most unpredictable. Who could guarantee that there would be no mistakes or loss of control? Would he still have a chance to enter the space of the Heaven and Earth Pot to escape?
Yang Yiyu felt uneasy about this.
While hesitating, he felt that the power in the blood coffin hall began to increase again.
There was no time for him to think more.
With a thought, he dispersed the power defense on the surface of his body.
Fighting~
He was ready to take a risk. Isn’t it the power of Huangquan to temper the body?
Then give it a try.
“Hiss…ah~”
Yang Yiyun, who was hit by the power of Huangquan and the flames of extreme yang and extreme yin in an instant, let out a wolf-like roar.
…
At this moment, outside.
In the cave, Luoyang, who was on the side of the demon god consciousness, was suspended in front of the blood coffin, constantly playing a spell on the blood coffin…
Under the blood coffin, endless demonic energy emerged and entered the blood coffin, becoming the blood coffin’s sacrificial power.
This is a Yinsha spring. The demon god consciousness spent a lot of energy to find the most yin place suitable for the blood coffin blood sacrifice, in order to maximize the effect and refine Yang Yiyun.
Of course, the main purpose is to form enough power in the blood coffin, so that she can swallow Luoyang’s signal, complete the fusion, and get the Kunpeng egg in Yang Yiyun’s hand, and return to the realm of the devil after absorbing it.
The idea is very good, and it is indeed attentive.
But who knows that Yang Yiyun has been refined in the blood coffin for a long time without making any movement, which makes the devil consciousness very anxious.
At first, she could still sense the existence of Yang Yiyun in the blood coffin, but as time went by, the power of Huangquan gathered and transformed in the blood coffin increased, and the power of the devil in the entire blood coffin almost reached the point of substance. Now even she, the owner of the blood coffin, can’t observe the situation of Yang Yiyun in the blood coffin. Of course,
this is because she has not integrated Luoyang’s consciousness, and her magic power has not recovered. Otherwise, she can naturally observe the situation of Yang Yiyun in the blood coffin.
So for a long time, Yang Yiyun did not make any movement, which made Luoyang, who was on the side of the devil consciousness, anxious and irritable.
It was not until this time that Yang Yiyun screamed.
The devil consciousness finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If Yang Yiyun didn’t die, he had the Kunpeng egg in his hand, which was a nemesis for her, and she couldn’t complete the fusion with Luoyang’s consciousness.
Now, finally, she heard Yang Yiyun’s movements.
The screams were full of pain, but they sounded like an incomparable beautiful sound to the ears of the demon consciousness.
“Is the boy finally going to die? Haha…”
Luoyang, who was on the side of the demon consciousness, said to herself with red eyes, and her hands danced faster.
But at this moment, her whole body was shocked and stiff, and then the demon consciousness cursed loudly: “You are so presumptuous, don’t interfere with me, you and I are one, you are the reincarnation of me, don’t make trouble for me, you bitch.”
Then her eyes dimmed red, but she opened her mouth and another gentle voice came out: “Don’t hurt him~”
“It’s too late, hum, when I refine that boy, it’s your business to devour you. A vassal actually wants to rebel against the master, presumptuous.” The demon consciousness cursed.
Obviously, the situation at this moment was that Luoyang’s consciousness and the demon consciousness were competing.
She had not yet completed the fusion, and had not yet been interrupted by Yang Yiyu in the Xingxiu space. The Kunpeng egg suppressed her once, which further caused her consciousness to lose balance, so that Luoyang’s reincarnated consciousness would jump out when the demon’s consciousness was weak.
(End of this chapter)
