What Chen Ping'an saw now was the scene that made him red-faced, and secretly scolded the person who arranged the formation in his heart for being shameless, but he couldn't help but look at it, to find a way, he had to let go of any detail, so that he could find a glimmer of hope, otherwise he would have to die of old age here, and even more likely starve to death here.

Finally survived the unbearable torment, the scene changed, and bloody battles came to his face, he could only grit his teeth and keep his mind from being invaded.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a lifetime, Chen Ping'an was exhausted, his spirit was sluggish, and he was drowsy and just wanted to close his eyes.

He has been holding on to prevent himself from falling asleep, afraid that once he falls asleep, he will miss a certain detail and make him fall short, until now, the fragrant ~ glamorous scene has come again.

He understood that this formation had been run once, and it was already reincarnation again, and only then did he close his eyes, but instead of sleeping, he cultivated and cultivated his spirits.

After meditating and pranayama for a while, he took out a pill and took it, but there were no good herbs, but fortunately Emmana found some herbs that could barely be used for alchemy, which were the pills that the monk used to replenish his body's energy.

It is not a good medicine to nourish the soul, but the qi and blood are vigorous, and the soul will naturally be nourished, but the effect is too small after all, and it is better than nothing.

Gradually, he regained some of his spirit, and was about to open his eyes to look again, when suddenly a sharp and cold voice sounded: "Good boy, you can survive this first round of illusion, but since you have come in, give me your body obediently." ”

"Who are you? Are you the predecessor of this circle, you are not dead?"

Chen Ping'an's eyes widened in horror, only to see a phanther shadow from far and near, and said with a smile: "Lao Tzu is dead, only this god is alive, Lao Tzu waited for three thousand years before waiting for a person, and those who came in before were some beasts, who is Lao Tzu, the supreme existence of the Yin-Yang Mirror, how can it be possible to give them up to survive。。。。。 ”

Maybe it's been lonely for too long, this person has a lot of words, Chen Ping'an understands it, this is a strong man of the Yin-Yang Mirror three thousand years ago, in the Western Wilderness in the ninth-order desolate beast battle, his body was destroyed, and he dragged his seriously injured body to escape here.

But he couldn't go back, so before he died, he laid out this magic circle, and pinned his soul on a piece of soul-nourishing wood that he carried with him, hoping that someone would come in and let him go back after taking the house.

This is the most helpless choice, although you can't escape the catastrophe, but after all, you can live a few more years, and generally there are people who have something to do, or people who are extremely vicious.

This person happens to be a wicked person, the famous Nine Demon Emperor three thousand years ago, and the only Yin-Yang Mirror power that the Oath Alliance hunted down.

As a peerless master of the Demon Yin-Yang Mirror, he was attacked by the highest institutions of the three clans, which is a unique case.

Chen Ping'an was shocked, his legs kicked the ground and retreated rapidly, and the Nine Demon Emperor sneered and mocked: "You still want to escape in my magic circle, obediently accept your fate, unless you are a strong person in the Yin-Yang Mirror, otherwise you will die." ”

"Don't come here, you won't live long, I can help you fulfill your unfulfilled wishes... ”

Chen Ping'an shouted loudly, but how could the Nine Demon Emperor listen to him, and with a wave of his hand, he was fixed there motionless, unable to speak.

Even if the Nine Demon Emperor had this illusory divine soul left, it was not something that he, a rookie, could resist, and watched him turn into a cloud of black smoke and burrow in from his eyebrows.

"Hahaha... Lao Tzu is alive again, the miscellaneous members of the Oath Alliance, you wait, you will force Lao Tzu close to the Western Wilderness, besieged by wild beasts, this revenge Lao Tzu will come back to revenge. ”

The Nine Demon Emperor laughed, extremely happy, looking at the trembling phantom figure, he sneered, that was Chen Ping'an's unformed soul, not even a human form, but he could also feel the fear of death.

"Come here, little one. ”

With a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, the Nine Demon Emperor stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Ping'an's spirit.

"No... That's impossible... No... Leave me alone... I don't dare... Belch. ”

Suddenly, there was a ripple in Chen Ping'an's sea of divine souls, and the divine pattern that had not moved for a long time finally appeared, and in the sound of the Nine Demon Emperor's pleas for mercy, he was trapped to devour the delicious Great Supplement.

The Nine Demon Emperor is also unlucky, if his soul is not a phantom left, like the original nine-tailed fox, it is a god soul that looks solid, this divine pattern will never be able to devour him, and if he can keep Chen Ping'an from being taken away, it will be considered a victory.

But this Nine Demon Emperor is about to die, he was already seriously injured by a strong man of the same level, his body was destroyed, and his soul was also severely damaged, otherwise he would not have hid in this place where birds don't, and he waited for someone to come after three thousand years.

And what he was waiting for was a little monk who had the protection of the divine pattern in the sea of divine souls, how weak did he have to be to meet this chance, it should be that he had done too many bad things, and the world couldn't do anything about him, but God couldn't see it.

Seeing the wailing appearance of the Nine Demon Emperors, Chen Ping'an settled down, and the spirit of a small black shadow floated over vividly, stopping outside the divine pattern and shouting.

"Old thing, if you want to take me, just with your half-dead soul, you also want to take it, and it's almost the same as spilling urine to take care of yourself. ”

He doesn't care whether people are angry or not, anyway, it's better to be angry with the other party, the Nine Demon Emperors who resisted desperately, now they can't even speak, watching him run around and jump around, his anger trembles, and it accelerates the fate of being devoured.

In less than a tea time, Chen Ping'an's Divine Soul Sea was quiet, and he couldn't speak, after a trace of soul power was swallowed by the Divine Pattern, because the energy of the Yin-Yang Mirror was too strong, the Divine Pattern could not be fully absorbed, and it was fed back to him.

"This is ... Oh my God, I'm rich. ”

Chen Ping'an, who opened his eyes, jumped three feet high, and the divine pattern actually passed on the memory of the Nine Demon Emperors to him, where there were his life's experiences and all kinds of past that were circling around people.

What's even more rare is that this guy has cultivated the Demon Clan's "Xuanming Treasure Book", although he later changed to other exercises, but his memory retains the previous cultivation techniques of the Vientiane Realm, which is what he needs most at present.

Of course, there is also a big surprise, that is, how to control this magic circle and put it away, this magic circle is not refined by the other party, and the Nine Demon Emperor is not a spirit pattern master.

This is the magic circle he asked someone to refine, and it is not as simple as a formation, the ninth-order magic circle is not simple, it can be laid under a large city to protect the city from being attacked by wild beasts.

As a carry-on that can't refine a large one, so the powerful spirit pattern master came up with a way, which is to refine a high-grade space spirit treasure and engrave the magic circle in the spirit treasure.

This kind of spiritual treasure can hold the space of living creatures, and it cannot be successfully refined without the best treasure, and his spiritual treasure is refined with the body of the ninth-order desolate beast mirage.