The room was filled with a shining blood-gold aura, and the air was filled with a strong bloody aura.

This bloody breath does not make people feel disgusted, and when you breathe it in your mouth, you feel refreshed.

In the corner of the room, the figure of the blood lotus was suspended in mid-air, except for the source of the demon blood on her chest, her body was in a slightly translucent state, a kind of pure yin and blood replenishing spiritual object, suspended around her, slowly circling.

Airplanes!

Every time the source of demonic blood throbbed, among these pure yin and blood-replenishing spiritual objects, a strong aura continued to escape, which was the pure yin medicinal power contained in it.

On the other side, Luo Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands working together in the dantian position, and there was a blood-colored spirit fruit in his palm.

The blood-colored spirit fruit was the spiritual object he obtained in the beauty demon bee hive, and with every breath he breathed in, a blood-golden aura appeared in the spirit fruit, which followed the chakra of his palm and entered his body.

Gradually, a strange blood-gold aura appeared all over Luo Feng's body......

Since cultivating to reach the peak of the Yuanhai Realm and cultivating into the Mixed Cave Dragon Yuan, the Mixed Cave Dragon Yuan has been silent, which also made it difficult for Luo Feng to break through the Distraction Realm and fell into an unprecedented cultivation bottleneck.

And this time on the Blood Mist Island, the strange blood qi in the blood lake made the chaotic cave Long Yuan, which had been silent in his body, change for the first time, which made Luo Feng see the hope of breaking through the distraction realm.

Among these spiritual creatures obtained from the beehive of the beauty demon bee, there is the same aura as the strange blood in the blood lake, Luo Feng wants to verify whether his guess is correct:

Perhaps these blood qi were the key to his breakthrough in the distraction realm!

The Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon operated, and the blood and gold breath in the body began to merge into the True Yuan, circulating the limbs and hundreds of remains.

At this moment, the mixed cave dragon yuan that was slowly circling in the dantian was slightly shocked, the pale golden dragon shadow, a terrifying light suddenly erupted in his eyes, and a majestic momentum spread, Luo Feng looked at him attentively, and there was a feeling that he was about to be sucked in.

Rise!

The dragon shadow opened its huge mouth, roared in the sky, and the invisible sound echoed in the veins of Luo Feng's body, and suddenly, as if pulled by an invisible force, the blood-golden aura in the veins began to quickly converge towards the dantian, and finally disappeared in the open dragon's mouth.

After devouring a large amount of blood-golden aura, blood-colored qi threads began to be born in the dragon shadow's body.

At a glance, like the meridians and blood vessels of the whole body, they are inextricably linked, and the pale golden light bursting out of the entire dragon body is becoming more and more intense, giving people the illusion that they want to come to life, like a real divine dragon.

"My guess is correct, these spiritual creatures also contain the mysterious aura of the blood lake. ”

Feeling the changes in the Mixed Cave Dragon Yuan, Luo Feng's face showed joy, as the blood and gold breath continued to be devoured, he could clearly feel the growth of the Mixed Cave Dragon Yuan, and the bottlenecks of the realm were faintly showing signs of loosening.

There is no doubt that if he continues to cultivate like this, one day, he will be able to separate his soul, refine into a divine soul incarnation, and advance to the Divine Realm!

"Keep cultivating!"

In an uplifted mood, Luo Feng threw away the spirit fruit that had been depleted of medicinal power, took out several more spiritual objects obtained from the blood lake from the storage ring, closed his eyes, and operated the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon to the limit.

His mind was immersed in cultivation, and Luo Feng gradually forgot the passage of time.

When Luo Feng took the Angry Scale and headed for Floating Iceland, Yang Wan'er completed an important thing.

Zhongtian Domain, Ten Directions Fantasy Realm.

The Ten Directions Fantasy Realm is a strange area that exists in the Middle Heaven Domain, and it is said that in the Barbarian Era, a peerless powerhouse and an extraterritorial god and demon fought each other, and when they fought to the Ten Directions Illusion Realm, they both reached their limits, and finally faced off with divine thoughts, and both fell.

The divine thoughts of the two are so powerful, although the deity is killed in battle, the remnants of the divine thoughts have been hovering in this area, and they have not dissipated for hundreds of thousands of years, forming a unique space.

Anyone who steps into this space will be affected by the divine thoughts of the two, and fall into the illusion of all things, if you can't wake up, you will be trapped in it for eternity, so the Ten Directions Illusion Realm is also known as the Ten Directions Death Realm.

The Nine Holy Land Phantom Gates exist in the Ten Directions Illusion Realm.

In the thick cloud miasma, a mountain shaped like a gourd is suspended, and a huge and magnificent palace stands on the peak.

This palace is the place where the Phantom Gate assesses its disciples.

At this moment, a slender figure walked out of the palace, it was Yang Wan'er.

"I can't believe it took so long......"

Yang Wan'er looked at the token in her hand, and let out a soft groan between her red lips.

In her right palm, there is a strange jade plaque that seems to be flowing with moonlight, which is the identity jade plaque of the inner disciple of the Phantom Sect.

After separating from Luo Feng, Yang Wan'er came directly to the Ten Directions Illusion Realm, and her purpose was very simple, that is, to become a disciple of the Phantom Sect.

When they learned that she was a powerhouse in the late stage of the Yuanhai Realm and participated in the first battle of the Blue Mountain Kingdom, the disciples of the Phantom Sect immediately welcomed Yang Wan'er into the Phantom Gate.

Less than twenty years old, he is already a powerhouse in the late stage of the Yuanhai Realm, this kind of talent, it is also excellent in the Nine Holy Lands, after the elders of the Phantom Sect checked Yang Wan'er's identity, they immediately arranged an assessment for her, not an assessment for the introductory disciples, but an assessment for the inner disciples.

As a result, Yang Wan'er passed the inner disciple assessment very simply, which made the outer sect elders in charge of the assessment even more afraid to slack off.

The strength shown by Yang Wan'er has already caught up with the Ten Holy Sons, and she immediately arranged for her to be a true disciple assessment.

For a while, Yang Wan'er directly became the figure of the Phantom Gate.

Every year, there are geniuses who apply to enter the Holy Land by themselves, but as soon as they enter the Holy Land, they will conduct the assessment of the True Transmission Disciples, not to mention the unique, but also only a handful, you must know that entering the Holy Land and directly promoting the True Transmission Disciples is the privilege of the Nine Great Holy Sons.

It's just that Yang Wan'er was worried about other things in her heart, and she had no intention of assessing it, and in the assessment, she didn't use the Emperor's Heart to Burn the Heavenly Flame, and in the end, she didn't pass the last two items of the True Disciple Assessment, and only obtained the identity of an inner disciple.

"It's time to meet her. ”

Glancing at the identity token of the inner disciple in her hand, Yang Wan'er exhaled lightly, directly put the token on her body, and walked down the square.

Suddenly, many eyes converged on the square, and the atmosphere became a little delicate.

The male disciple looked at Yang Wan'er's gaze, all with a little burning.

Some female disciples pursed their red lips, there was envy and jealousy in their eyes, even if they were women, they had to admit that whether it was temperament or appearance, they were far inferior to Yang Wan'er, as for talent and strength, as soon as the other party entered the Phantom Gate, they became inner disciples, in addition to the true disciples, there are also those demons, who can compare?

At this time, several male disciples of the Phantom Sect straightened up and approached.

"Congratulations to my sister for passing the assessment. ”

The one who spoke was a young inner disciple, dressed in a gorgeous robe, wearing a shining sword at his waist, with a long figure, a handsome face, eyes like a star, and just the right smile, which looked handsome and extraordinary, making many female disciples nearby look sideways, and invisibly, the jealousy of Yang Wan'er was a little more.

Yang Wan'er stopped and said politely, "Thank you." ”

The young man smiled and said, "Senior sister, you just entered our Phantom Gate, I'm afraid you are not familiar with many places, how about I take my junior sister to go shopping." ”

"No hassle. ”

Yang Wan'er refused directly, and suddenly said, "Do you know where the phantom butterfly is?"

"Phantom Butterfly Senior Sister?"

Hearing Yang Wan'er's refusal, the handsome young man's face stiffened slightly, and when he heard her ask Phantom Butterfly, his brows furrowed, and he muttered: "Senior Sister Phantom Butterfly is a person from the Shadow Hall, in the northwest direction of the Shadow Peak. My sister knows Phantom Butterflies, and they are all ...... in the Shadow Hall. I advised my sister not to go. ”

The handsome young man wanted to speak and stopped, and he was very secretive about the Shadow Hall.

"Thank you very much, I have my own plans. ”

Yang Wan'er smiled.

The eyes of the handsome young man were full of heat, and he was just about to speak, when Yang Wan'er's voice sounded.

"Also, you and I are disciples of the same generation, and you want to divide with your strength, you are only the fivefold realm of the Yuanhai Realm, you should call me Senior Sister. Leave. ”

After speaking, Yang Wan'er used her footsteps lightly, turned into a stream of flames, and swept towards the northwest.

The handsome young man looked at the direction Yang Wan'er left, his face stiffened.

A young man next to him said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the dignified prince of Yunlan Kingdom would also be deflated in front of women." ”

The young man took a deep breath, looked at the direction in which Yang Wan'er left, clenched his fists and said, "Don't worry, she will be mine sooner or later." ”

"I don't think it's easy. ”

The young man shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "This kind of proud girl of the sky has always been above the top, and will only follow people who are stronger than herself, and it is not easy for you to surpass her." And, I inquired, she seems to have a fiancé. And guess who?"

The handsome young man frowned: "Who?"

"Ten Holy Sons Luo Feng!" the young man smiled.

"Ten Holy Son Luo Feng?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's just a dead person, then my confidence is even greater." When a woman is most vulnerable, it is when her feelings are frustrated. ”

......

Yang Wan'er flew dozens of miles to the northwest, passing through pieces of floating peaks and coming to Shadow Peak.

On the Shadow Peak, the whole body is shrouded in faint black clouds, like a ghost domain, it looks extremely eerie and terrifying, through the black clouds, you can see countless palaces located in it, and when you look closely, it disappears again, virtual and real, and it looks mysterious.

Brush!

"Who is it?"

"I don't know if people who are not from the Shadow Hall are not allowed to approach the Shadow Peak?"

As soon as Yang Wan'er approached, a cold cheer sounded, the black wind swirled, and in a silent manner, two Phantom Sect disciples who were shrouded in black cloaks intercepted in front of Yang Wan'er, and a pair of eyes under the cloak were as cold as frost.

"I'm Yang Wan'er, an inner disciple, and I want to see Phantom Butterfly, please let me know. Yang Wan'er is neither humble nor arrogant.

"You're that Yang Wan'er?"

The two disciples' eyes flashed.

The person on the left shook his head and said, "Senior Sister Phantom Butterfly is in retreat, and there are no visitors." ”

Yang Wan'er frowned slightly, and said, "Can you two inform Phantom Butterfly, I have something important to ask her." ”

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