From the convergence of the doppelganger body and the first moment his mind recovered, Ye Zhuo sensed the ancestral vein intent under the round mound, as well as the cold killing intent that locked himself from it. Under the horror, Ye Zhuo had many thoughts and made many attempts, but whether it was the method of escape or the art of killing, it was useless, under the supreme means of the other party's driving the law of the Great Dao, all his means were jokes, and he couldn't get out of it and couldn't attack and kill, and Ye Zhuo, who was helpless, could only accept that he felt as if he was unrestrained, but in fact, he was imprisoned in this half-empty place.

The killing intent has always been there, it has always been very cold, and it has always been terrifying enough, but from beginning to end, this killing intent has not noticed any movement except for locking himself, whether it is when he urged Yin Yang to escape, Fengxing thousands of miles away and wanted to escape, or when he immediately followed the attack of all kinds of magic powers, there was no change in that killing intent, no fluctuations, and no further killing moves flashed, just like what Ye Zhuo felt at the beginning of the moment.

The killing intent is terrifying enough, even Ye Zhuo was also shocked to lose his temper, but Ye Zhuo's mind is strong enough, and the most important thing is that his mind is accessible enough, and he realizes that his situation and thoughts become very transparent, and then Ye Zhuo doesn't pay much attention to the killing intent or the source of the killing intent, and the guess may have become the ancestral vein of the demon for the first time.

Of course, Ye Zhuo's ignorance was just that he didn't think about it uselessly, and he did more but also useless preparation for dealing with it, and there was still some normal attention that should be there, and he realized that he was still on guard in addition to the whip of demonic intent that he had entangled with him before, the most important thing was actually to lock his own cold killing intent, as well as the demon ancestral vein at the source. Not to be able to resist it, nor to hope that the catastrophe will really come, he will be able to deal with the past, in the final analysis, it is still the same sentence, Ye Zhuo has prepared for the worst, but before the thing happens, he will still do his best to seek the best result, and keep a mind for this, at this moment, it is also for this reason to cultivate with all his strength, it may not make practical sense to pay attention to the killing intent or the ancestral vein of the demon, but even if he really can't survive this catastrophe in the end, Ye Zhuo at least doesn't want to be confused and disappear.

The habitual distraction was not wasted, just a moment ago, Ye Zhuo suddenly sensed that the killing intent that had always been as waveless as an ancient well had a slight movement, the movement was not big, and the ripples of the legs and feet floating on the water may be a little more violent, but it couldn't hide Ye Zhuo's induction, the time was not long, only for a moment, and then it returned to the previous calm and cold, but it was enough to make Ye Zhuo awe-inspiring again, and fixed his eyes on it. Of course, these are also Ye Zhuo's habitual actions, that is, to observe what he finds, he can only be passive, that is, the killing intent only fluctuates, if the killing intent directly turns into a killing move at that moment, it may be Ye Zhuo's last moment.

The worst has not yet appeared, and he has not been killed by the sudden outbreak of killing moves, Ye Zhuo will naturally continue to explore himself that may be meaningless, but he must not ignore it.

Just staring, except for the whips made of condensed demonic intent that had been noticed before, slowly spreading out and becoming more and more faint, Ye Zhuo did not find Yuanqiu

There is still more movement there, Yuanqiu is still the same, and the ancestral vein qi in the dark is still the same, together with the recovery of the previous cold killing intent, everything is exactly the same as before, without the slightest change, if it weren't for Ye Zhuo's realm being high enough, and his divine consciousness was sharp enough, he might feel that he was just in a trance, and everything was not necessarily an illusion.

"What do you mean, does it have something to do with my cultivation?"

Of course, Ye Zhuo will not have the idea of having a delusion, the movement just now is undoubted, but there has been no movement for a long time, and suddenly he suddenly returned to his previous calm, in addition to more questions and more speculations in his heart, Ye Zhuo couldn't think of more, couldn't confirm anything, after a while, chanting "What is love", Ye Zhuo pursed his lips and retracted his gaze. This time the entry is indeed different from the usual Ye Zhuo's cognition, such a period of interruption, but it has not been affected, the meaning of the surrounding avenue is still as clear as before, and the mystery is as good as before, and soon, Ye Zhuo, who retracted his gaze, was once again immersed in his own avenue understanding, and he did not stop at all in the circulation of the Xuanhuang Sutra.

Tea time can indeed happen a lot of things for monks, Ye Zhuo just retracted his mind and didn't take a few breaths, he frowned again and opened his eyes, and looked towards Yuanqiu again, there was no killing intent for a long time before, but now it was lively, there was only one fluctuation just now, and now it is coming again, more than once, only half a breath apart, and it has come twice in succession, one of which is almost the same as the previous one, and the other movement is much larger, of course, even if it is much bigger, it is only a difference of a few points in the amplitude of the water strider's legs and feet, and it is still a small one that will ignore the past fluctuations if you are not careful。

It's enough, when he looked at the past again, Ye Zhuo's brows were a little tighter than before, and the doubts in his eyes were a little thicker, saying that it was true that love was true, but that was just because Ye Zhuo couldn't figure out the reason for helpless self-deprecation, not to mention that Ye Zhuo really didn't pay attention to anything, and really sank into his own cultivation and understanding.

There is no way to wait, but the hope in his heart has never been given up, every change around him, especially the killing intent and the change in the ancestral vein of the demon that is separated by a heavy prohibition, is the absolute most important concern of Ye Zhuo, and any change may contain a turnaround.

It's a pity, except for the fact that when he was observing, he once again felt a slight fluctuation in the killing intent, which made his brows furrow tighter, and the doubts in his eyes were even worse, Ye Zhuo, who was staring at the round mound, still didn't find much, at most, the speculation that just came out could probably be overturned, his own Innocent Sutra had not been completed in the last few weeks, and the glazed realm had not yet been completed, and the cold killing intent or the abnormal movement of the Demon Ancestral Vein should have nothing to do with his own cultivation.

The first time it can only be regarded as an accidental accident, but in just a few dozen breaths, he is already smooth enough, and it is even faster than usual I don't know how much Xuanhuang Jing has not been circulated for a week, it has fluctuated several times, Ye Zhuo can be sure that there must be something in it, but he has not figured out for the time being, whether it is really a turnaround, or does this indicate that he will usher in the last moment, since

But I don't know anything.

Ye Zhuo, who had already been clear-minded, did not become nervous because of this, but became more solemn, just after sensing the fluctuation of killing intent again, he originally wanted to retract his gaze and re-fix it, but Ye Zhuo did not concentrate most of his mind as before to comprehend the meaning of the Great Dao.

The cold killing intent comes from the Cheng Demon Ancestral Vein under the prohibition of Yuanqiu, and the fluctuation of killing intent is naturally more closely related to the Cheng Demon Ancestral Vein, I don't know why there is such a change, but it can make the existence of the Cheng Demon Ancestral Vein move so much, and it is so frequent, there is no doubt that something must happen over there, and it is very likely that it will be very soon, and it is very likely that it will be a greater movement, or it may be a big movement that will determine your own fate.

Naturally, it is still a guess, or a feeling, but no matter what, this is the only change that Ye Zhuo can sense by himself, and continuing to stare at the sensing is also the only thing Ye Zhuo can do. Even if there is only a 1 in 1,000 or even 1 in 100 million possibility, we must do our best to explore, ponder, fight, and fight until something possible happens, or usher in a turning point, or usher in our last moment.

This is the instinct of survival, and it is also the responsibility of the heavy burden on the shoulders.

What happened later seemed to be just as Ye Zhuo thought, the killing intent or the Demon Ancestral Vein at the source of the killing intent fluctuated constantly, but the process was not quite the same as Ye Zhuo thought, the successive fluctuations of killing intent occasionally came one after another, but more often only appeared once in a while, and it was not as dense and rapid as Ye Zhuo thought.

"Uncle, what is it that can you give a happy word?"

In the fluctuation of killing intent again and again, time passed minute by minute, and it was finally time to finish drinking a cup of tea, Ye Zhuo muttered again in his heart, and then focused his mind a little more on himself. Without him, the Xuanhuang Sutra, which was not affected by Ye Zhuo's distraction, finally completed the circulation of a few weeks, and his divine soul was just like what Ye Zhuo had felt before.

At the moment when the soul of the unsullied glass was formed, Ye Zhuo suddenly felt that his divine soul was really like a glass statue, not contaminated with a trace of dust, cleaner than a blank piece of paper, and there was a sense of transparency from the inside, emanating from the deepest part of the soul.

"Innocent, this is the ...... of Innocent"

In an instant, just like when he suddenly realized the meaning of the law of the Great Dao, Ye Zhuo had a mysterious and mysterious understanding, and all kinds of feelings were indescribable, and in the end he only had the word "innocent".

The innocent and mysterious feeling is still there, but Ye Zhuo's mental attention immediately shifted from himself to the outside, not because the killing intent that locked himself suddenly fluctuated, or not only because of this, but more importantly, at the moment when the killing intent fluctuated this time, Ye Zhuo sensed a wisp of emotion, a wisp of indescribable emotion, as if he was happy, and as if he was lamenting, like yearning for the future, and like remembering the ...... past.

I can't tell the truth, but I am sure that this is something that I have never had before, from beginning to end, except for the cold killing intent, Ye Zhuo has never felt even the slightest trace of emotional changes in the ancestral vein of the demon.