The God of War Challenging Heaven

Time is running out.

Qin Yi, Femme Femme, Xin Bamboo, Xia Jiu Yi and the four of them are all like old monks, always sitting on the ground, silently refining Emperor Liquid.

Time is running out, half a year, and the fingers are over.

For more than half a year, Qin Yi also completely refined more than a thousand drops of Emperor's liquid.

And his cultivation, followed by the original imperial realm of three and a half steps, reached the top of the imperial realm of three realms.

With the constant breakthrough of cultivation, the demonization signs on Qin Yi's body became more obvious naturally. He even implicitly felt that, on his left hand, it conveyed a sense of life.

“What do you mean, the demon body, is this going to give life again? ”

Qin Yi frowned. He turned Xuan Qi into his left hand and looked at him. The whole body of five celestial demons remained quietly suspended there. He was still hunting in black robes. His hair was full of ink. There was no automatic wind. It was awe-inspiring and he couldn't help but want to worship it.

And what is true is that a very faint breath of life, from there lies the ancient body of demons, gently emitted.

“There really seems to be a hint of life. ”

Incredibly blinked, Qin Yi's heart was a little horrified, then directly provoked the slightest exasperation, wrapped the demonic body of the demonic body of the heaven, and coaxed to listen.

Pause.

“Pong!” “Pong! Pong! ” ……

A very faint heartbeat that clearly enters the ear.

Paralysis!

You really have life!

Qin Yi almost jumped up in shock. He opened his mouth in amazement. His chin broke the ground and a huge wave rose in his heart.

Incredible, the existence and ancient years of the demon, with the breakthrough of his own cultivation, actually regained his life. Although his heartbeat is still extremely weak today, it still means that he is resurrected!

The existence of a meteor that fell during that very distant and ancient period, really came back to this era of Hongmeng. In fact, long before Qin Yi had a hunch that the ancient demons would eventually be resurrected.

At this moment, the hunch is true!

By borrowing Xuan's necrophilia, this is a relatively common means of rebirth and rebirth of the ancient powerful people who practiced all over the heavens. After their fall, most of their spirituality will dissipate between heaven and earth, but there will be a very weak little bit of silk left in the body.

As long as the body is not completely crumbled, this extremely weak consciousness is indelible and will remain attached to the body.

It's just that this silk spirit is too weak to capture under normal circumstances.

If this spiritual consciousness is able to gain the brainchild of the practitioner and nourish it continuously, it will grow slowly and eventually reappear.

From the beginning, this seemed like a deal, and the demon gave his left hand to Qin Yi, making him a genius by cultivating waste wood, and saving him from danger several times.

At the same time, he was instructed to practice the Seven Types of Celestial Demons and to obtain elemental seeds.

So, the condition of the demon is to use Qin Yi's Xuan Qi to nourish and adhere to the demonic body, that extremely weak consciousness, so that it gradually grows, and eventually reappears to this hunger.

“It's a fair deal. ”

After touching his nose, Qin Yi smiled faintly. I don't know why. He always had a hidden sense of wonder about the demon body, and this wonder feeling was that there seemed to be some common place between himself and the demon.

For example, his left hand is perfectly compatible with his left hand, as if it were his left hand.

“Why did this incredible same thing happen between me and the demons? Who the hell is the demon? ”

In Qin Yi's heart, a strong curiosity arose: "After a peek at the face of the demon, see what is wrong with him? ”

The face of the demon, from the beginning to the end, was impossible to see, as if it were a mist, but in fact, there was no mist, which was a wonderful feeling.

Qin Yi slowly operated that silk qi, moved to the face of the demon, and tried to observe: “No way, the demon is so young and handsome that he doesn't have any friends. ”

Qin Yi was slightly stunned.

Although the face of the demon is still blurred and difficult to see, this time Qin Yi saw a general outline.

And what he didn't think was that the ancient demons, who were so young, seemed quite handsome, were at a level with themselves.

“There's actually a handsome man in the world with me at a level. ”

Qin Yi's heart stinks and smells beautiful. At the same time, he is also somewhat dissatisfied.

I can't imagine a handsome man so long ago, at that very distant and ancient age, actually being a blood-sucking million-mile maniac.

He suddenly inspired the silk wrapped in the face of the demon and tried to see it thoroughly.

However.

“Pong!”

On the face of the demon, a powerful force was suddenly emitted. Suddenly, Qin Yi's silk qi was crushed. Qin Yi was shocked a few meters away. He fell to the ground, gray head, dirty face, and wolf.

“Grass, don't even let me look at it thoroughly. ”

Qin Yi climbed up from the ground and made a judgment: “Well, there is only one situation. He is still not handsome enough for me, so I am ashamed to see my true face. ”

With this in mind, Qin Yi's mood was in a great mood.

Shake your head off, shake off these boring, smelly thoughts, flip your palms, take out "Ten Hells” again, and get ready to start deciphering the seal code on the third level.

The third floor of "Ten Fangs of Hell" seals the body of Biyao, the eldest disciple of the Blood Witch.

The power that exists in the body of the second layer of Qingyang Son, he has seen and is terrified.

Next, however, they will enter the fourth level. What they will face is the 12th ranked public ancestral record on the Divine Guardian list. Qin Yi does not dare to be careless. The corpse of Biyao, the big disciple of the blood witch, must be unsealed.

Baiyao's body is obviously stronger than Green Yang's.

The password for sealing Baiyao's body is still one hundred and twenty years old. However, this 120 sealed password is more than twice as obscure as the sealed password on the second floor.

Qin Yi just browsed it once, it was absolutely as big as a fight.

“It's so obscure. ”

Qin Yi exhaled gently, rubbing some swollen temples, after fixing his mind, reached out his left hand, on the 120 sealed passwords on the third floor.

Suddenly, those 120 passwords were all copied into his mind.

Qin Yi began to try to arrange these 120 faulty sealed passwords carefully.

Time slipped silently in his focus on deciphering the sealed password.