His heart was shaken, and Wang Yi couldn't help himself for a while, so that he didn't even hear what the Huangquan Instrument Spirit said clearly, although it was not difficult for Wang Yi to hear the talent of the Huangquan Empress from the three words of the Huangquan Instrument Spirit, but she did not cross the boundary of immortals after all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The four words retrograde cutting immortals are simple to say, but there are countless outstanding people throughout the ages, and there are a few people who can really do it, anyway, Wang Yi is the first time to hear that someone can go retrograde and cut immortals.

In such a situation, Wang Yi's heart fluctuated, distracting thoughts, and Zhongzheng's peaceful state of mind suddenly disappeared, but it is very normal to think about it carefully, after all, in the past days, immortals have always been Wang Yi's pursuit, in Wang Yi's imagination, immortals are at ease, immortal existence, but today I heard that people are retrograde and immortal, breaking the inherent image of immortals in his heart, and naturally some people are distracted.

And just when Wang Yi lost his mind, the Huangquan Instrument Spirit stopped his words and set his eyes on him, as if he had discovered his abnormality.

"Boy, don't wake up yet. ”

The voice of the Huangquan Instrument Spirit was not loud, but it echoed in Wang Yi's ears like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and it lasted for a long time.

Stirred by the words of Huangquan Instrument Spirit, Wang Yi's heart was shocked, and he suddenly returned to his senses, and instantly broke free from all kinds of distracting thoughts.

Whew, let out a light breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and a strange color flashed in Wang Yi's eyes.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

In a sincere tone, Wang Yi bowed to the spirit of the Huangquan Instrument.

In this regard, the Huangquan Machine Spirit waved his hand indifferently.

"Boy, you don't need to think too much, those things are still far away from you, what you have to do now is to obtain the qualification of the Huangquan Pope to prepare the Dao. ”

As soon as his body moved, standing side by side with Wang Yi, Huangquan Qiling looked at the stone tablet standing and said in a serious tone.

Hearing this, Wang Yi was slightly stunned, because he didn't understand what the Huangquan Pope's preparation for the Daozi was referring to, but after just a little thought, Wang Yi had a rough guess in his heart, knowing that the so-called Huangquan Pope's preparation of the Daozi should be some kind of status symbol, just like the outer disciples, inner disciples, true disciples and so on in the Zhenhai Sect.

At this time, the Yellow Spring Instrument Spirit then spoke:

"Boy, what you have to do is very simple, just pass the test of the Burial Demon Monument, of course, not one, but forty-nine.

Hearing this, Wang Yi's heart moved, and he set his eyes on the burial demon monument in front of him.

After some careful observation, Wang Yi found two ancient characters with looming resentment on the top of this stone tablet made of cold iron, wind sickle.

Looking at these two words, Wang Yi fell into silence, and always felt as if he had seen these two words there.

"Wind sickle, strange beast, bat body and lion face, good at using the wind, good at sucking blood. ”

After some thought, information about the wind sickle suddenly emerged in the depths of Wang Yi's sea of knowledge. When he was in Zhenhaizong, he had seen a record of the wind sickle, but according to the records, the wind sickle was extinct in the Middle Ages, and Wang Yi never thought that he would be involved in this extinct wind sickle.

The expression gradually became solemn, although there are very few records of the wind sickle in the Zhenhai Sect, only a few words, but there are thousands of demon beasts in the world, and the fact that the wind sickle can be recorded by the Zhenhai Sect has already proved that this strange beast is extraordinary, not to mention that according to the description of the Huangquan Instrument Spirit, the weakest of the demon beasts buried under the demon monument is also the true demon.

At this time, the Huangquan Instrument Spirit seemed to see the solemnity on Wang Yi's face, and slowly spoke:

"Boy, don't worry too much, you only need to pass the forty-nine burial demon monuments that have buried the true demons, these true demons have long since died, and what is left in the monuments is their spiritual imprint, and their strength is less than one in ten or even less than one in a hundred, with your strength, as long as you are not too unlucky, you will encounter those true spirit direct bloodlines or strange beasts with anti-heaven powers, and it is very likely to pass. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yi's expression not only did not relax by half a point, but became more and more dignified, the strength of the wind sickle was naturally terrifying, but it was not at the same level as those demon beasts with the direct bloodline of the true spirit.

You must know that in the Kyushu world, these demon beasts with the direct bloodline of the true spirit are called Lingzi, which means the son of the true spirit, and is the royal family among the demon beasts.

Fortunately, it is difficult to breed true spirits, and the number of spirit children is very rare, otherwise the world would have been chaotic a long time ago.

Hum, the immortal sword roared silently, Wang Yi's heart moved, and all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts were instantly extinguished.

The solemn look gradually faded, replaced by a smile, Wang Yi looked up at the burial demon monument in front of him, a full of battle intent flashed in his dark eyes, fighting with the sky is endless, fighting with people is endless, whether you are a spirit or a foreign beast, I have a long sword in my hand and I will kill it with a sword.

Next to him, the Huangquan Instrument Spirit has been silently watching Wang Yi, the change in the momentum on Wang Yi's body naturally can't escape his magic eyes, looking at the raging battle intent in Wang Yi's body, the Huangquan Instrument Spirit's blurred face can't help but show a smile, Wang Yi did not live up to his hopes.

If Wang Yi wants to obtain the identity of the Preparatory Dao, he needs to go through the first stage of the Demon Burial Road, although there are only forty-nine Demon Burial Monuments in this Demon Burial Road, but these forty-nine Demon Burial Monuments are not static, and he doesn't know that Wang Yi will encounter those.

The reason why he told Wang Yi that he might meet Lingzi was to give Wang Yi a wake-up call, but to let Wang Yi choose for himself, after all, although the test of this burial demon monument will not die, it will have a lot of damage to the monk's soul, once he is killed more times, the monk is likely to have a mental breakdown.

In fact, even if Wang Yi didn't choose to go through the Demon Burial Road, it was not impossible for the Huangquan Instrument Spirit to complete the requirements of leaving the dust, but the process was more dangerous, and Wang Yi would never get half of the benefits again.

The smile retracted, and Huang Quanqi's spirit looked solemn, and he opened his mouth to Wang Yi and asked:

"Boy, have you thought about it. ”

Hearing this, he smiled indifferently, and Wang Yi opened his mouth and said:

"Senior Huangquan, the kid has thought about it, I don't know how to accept the test of this burial demon monument?"

The words were smiling, at this moment Wang Yi's heart was a little eager to try, now that he has completed the crystal, although he is not an invincible existence under a real person, he has few opponents, he really hopes to fight with those strange beasts that have long disappeared to see what his strength is.

Hearing Wang Yi's words, Huangquan Qiling couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha, boy, since you've already thought about it, let's go, just put your hand on the burial monument. ”

Hearing this, a sharp light flashed in his dark eyes, and Wang Yi directly put his palm on the cold stone tablet without saying a word.