The huge blood-red spar was surrounded by lines, like the blood meridians of the human body, and the crystal light flowed more and more brightly.

When the person in it was completely clear to almost real, the huge blood-red spar beat suddenly like a heart, from slow to rapid, and the crystal light in it also flowed rapidly, like blood rushing in the meridians, running through the whole body.

A thunderclap exploded out of thin air, not from the real world, but from the soul.

Even with the soul strength of the night wind, which is now superior to that of ordinary Dao realm powerhouses, he can't help but be slightly shocked.

Immediately afterward, he saw that the huge blood-red spar began to shrink in a regular and rhythmic manner, and the debris continued to fall, just like the dander dropped by the human body's metabolism.

When the debris broke away from its body, its blood-red luster was gone, but turned pale, as if it had lost all its essence.

And the most quintessential place is slowly converging, and the colors are becoming more and more profound and far-reaching.

This process was supposed to be extremely long, but in the hands of the Night Demon, it seemed to be done overnight.

The Book of Mysterious Spirits suddenly flew into the air, and the pages of the book turned rapidly, suddenly stopping on the last page.

- There is a symbol painted with blood-red lines on it, which is extremely mysterious and complex, layer upon layer, and every time you look at it, it gives people a very different feeling.

Night Wind just glanced at it, and felt a savage-like aura rushing towards his face, and the strong momentum was almost breathless for a moment.

But when I look at it for the second time, I look like a layman who is idle and fishing, leisurely and relaxed.

Looking at the third time, I felt that the world was vast, vast and boundless, like Kunpeng swaying up to 90,000 miles, unrestrained and detached.

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He suddenly understood why Xuan Lao would tell himself that after reaching the level of the top powerhouse in heaven and earth, he would try to draw his own symbol on the last page of the book.

That symbol must have been painted by the night demon who was once at the pinnacle.

But at this time, there was a "snort", and the pages of the book slowly fell off from the Book of Xuanling......

Along with this process, a large part of the energy on the Book of Xuanling was also separated and put into it, and as the pages fell off and were taken away, the breath weakened a lot at once.

But at this time, the night breeze felt that there was no longer any trace of the night demon that once belonged to the night demon on the Book of Spirits, and there was no longer a breath that belonged to him, as if everything was taken away with the fall off of that page, making the Book of Spirits become an independent and new individual again.

There are only traces of those years, as if to show the road he has walked, the history he once had, and the glory he once witnessed.

The light on the Book of Xuan Ling was slowly restrained after the page was detached, and it was suspended in mid-air for a moment, and suddenly a thin silk thread appeared, and the other end was connected to the body of the night wind, making him slowly float back as if he was being pulled, integrated into his body, and returned to the eye of the spiritual sea.

Perennial companionship, the night breeze and the Book of Mysterious Spirits have formed a connection between them, but it was dim and insignificant under the light of the night demon before.

And after that page fell off, it was wrapped in a large amount of energy, and the brilliance quickly flew into the blood-red spar and merged into it.

What can be clearly seen is that the blood-red spar that was originally slowly transforming and polishing, after the page was integrated into it, the process was accelerated in vain, as if the progress bar was moved, a large amount of waste fell off from the large pieces on it, but in half an hour, it was soon that the huge blood-red spar that was originally several meters in size was polished into the appearance of a person, and the carved facial features gradually became clear.

Night Wind found that with the integration of that page, the essence blood that originally belonged to the night demon was reintegrated into the blood-red crystal, which made his appearance and outline change subtly, and his breath became more and more independent, tending to a unique temperament.

Another thunderclap exploded in the depths of the soul, and the night wind had already adapted slightly, but the blood-red spar that was almost formed was shocked, almost half shattered, and many cracks appeared on it.

After another shock, the originally carved blood-red spar suddenly exploded, and the red light was different from the blood qi, but it had a special feeling, which made it impossible to look at it directly.

Night Wind subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to see the situation clearly, but was forced back by the warm red light.

When the red light dissipated, he found that there seemed to be a faint shadow in it, standing stubbornly among a pile of stones, surrounded by the continuous explosion of electric light and thunder, and I was majestic.

The Night Demon stood like an unsheathed sword, sharp as if it could cut through the sky.

The surrounding electric light and thunder gradually dissipated, and his figure became clearer and clearer.

A sonorous bronze battle armor, the traces of the years left on it are everywhere to show the history it has gone through, the ups and downs it has passed, and each line has its own rules, giving people a sense of invincibility.

And the real night demon, his face is much tougher than the night wind, with sword eyebrows and thin lips, and dark pupils that are deep, revealing a deep fierceness.

There are many similarities between his face and Night Wind, but there is a sense of angularity.

The night demon suddenly roared, and the sound was like a tiger coming out of its hole, shaking the nine heavens.

A powerful aura rippled around him, destroying everything within a hundred miles.

The night breeze couldn't help but be a little shocked.

It's just pure soul power!

Suddenly, the night demon turned around, and there was a wolf smoke billowing on his body like blood and qi, pointing directly at the night wind, the sound was like a bell, and a word was sonorous and powerful.

"Fight!"

The night wind was in a trance for a moment, as if he saw the picture of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and the night demon stood in the center like a killing god, with the book of Xuanling on his head, the sword of killing in his hand, and his feet on the endless corpse bones, and the evil spirit.

The large red flowers like blood were all infused with blood, and each one was the essence of the blood of the people he had killed.

In particular, the huge blood-red spar was condensed by a powerhouse in the realm of the Dao with his own blood.

But no matter how strong the opponent is, Night Wind will not admit defeat!

He also took a step forward, like a dusty pearl being gradually brushed away, revealing his brilliance and edge.

"Fight!"

A long time ago, he had made an agreement with the Night Demon that one day, after he broke through to the realm of this Dao, the Night Demon would have a dignified duel with him to see if he was qualified to continue to have this body, and whether he was qualified to continue to survive in the name of "Night Wind".

Today, this is the day.

The night breeze has not forgotten, nor does it dare to forget.

Every time he took a step forward, the aura on his body would rise to a higher level, and the more fierce his fighting spirit became.

When they really walked in front of the night demon, the two looked at each other, their eyes were burning, and the momentum on their bodies kept colliding with each other, and they had already taken the lead in starting the first round of the duel.

Without any words, the two of them invariably stretched out the realm, and the blood-colored flower world and the starry sky collided together, constantly impacting, and they were the purest soul essence of the two.

Night Wind was also out of his body at this time, and stuffed his body back into the Book of Spirits for safekeeping, and the two had a duel between souls and souls!

None of them took the lead, the momentum continued to condense upward, their respective fields continued to collide, inspiration converged, and constantly bred more and more new tricks, swords, guns, halberds, sun, moon and stars, the sky and the earth, waves and sand......

Everything is embodied in the form of a soul, showing an unprecedented style.

This is a pinnacle showdown, a cross-epochal and epoch-making showdown.

Suddenly, both of them moved at the same time.

A long sword condensed by soul power appeared in their hands, and the speed of the extremely fast staggered past, colliding with each other, and then a violent duel began, constantly colliding, the speed became faster and faster, from an afterimage, to almost nothing.

Only the constantly fluctuating and exploding air can let people know that this is someone fighting in it.

The more they fought, the more they fought with real fire, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became.

And the breakthrough of the flame is also accompanied by their continuous climbing to the peak, constantly increasing and becoming more and more aggressive, reaching the threshold of the realm of this Dao.

He let out a long roar, and the clothes behind him suddenly tore apart with a "snort", and three pairs of pure black gorgeous wings unfolded, fluttering, and the crystal light was dotted, leading his aura to the peak!

In Flame's body, a piece of Divine Jade has always been sealed, which contains enough powerful energy for people to ascend to the realm of this Dao, and even has this mysterious artistic conception, which can help people understand the truth of the Chaos Realm.

In the past, after breaking through to the realm of this path, he was fortunate enough to discover this strange stone in a secret realm.

This piece of god-sealing jade does not seem to come from the universe where they are located, and the power system in it is completely different here, but it has great reference value and significance, and it is directly aimed at the mystery of the Chaos Realm.

After discovering it, he quietly sealed it, slowly polished it with his body, and imperceptibly transmitted the mysterious truth to himself, so that he could understand what the avenue was more deeply and faster.

However, their universe was damaged in the cosmic war back then, which led to the interruption of the path to the Chaos Realm, and many, many powerhouses were stuck at the peak of the realm of this Dao, creating many decisive figures between heaven and earth.

If this is placed in other universes, it is an existence that can achieve the Chaos Realm.

Especially similar to several geniuses in history, unparalleled figures in the world, even in the mutilated universe, they can also forcibly carve out their own path and ascend to the half-step Chaos Realm.

It's a pity that in order to seek a breakthrough, some of these people encountered accidents when they traveled in the universe, and some were cut off because of heaven and earth, and finally suffered backlash and died.

It is precisely because this situation is so bad that a series of people such as 'Night Wind' and Flame have been born.

Originally, Flame was planning to save the Divine Jade for use when he returned to the peak of the Dao Realm again, so that he could return to the half-step Chaos Realm again, but now, it was time to use it!

The Divine Jade Stone disintegrated, and the abundant energy erupted in his body, pushing his aura forward little by little, pushing open the door of this Dao realm!

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Since the bell rang that day was interrupted and the breath that was about to break through the realm of this Dao disappeared, the blood royal family was still uneasy and led everyone to look for the traces of the night wind, and searched until the top of Taiming Mountain, and found the traces of the heavenly tribulation again.

The astrologer of the blood clan who followed him captured and analyzed the situation of the flame's tribulation according to this wisp of heavenly tribulation.

But after that, Ye Feng's body was recaptured by himself, and it was the refining that opened the Heavenly Breath Pill, forming a realm that blocked everything and couldn't even be perceived by the Heavenly Dao, how could a small astrology master be able to spy on it?

The end result was nothing.

However, these blood royal families are indeed very persistent, looking for all kinds of places, and with the clues, they finally deduced that the flame is indeed the end of the failure of the tribulation!

Although they may not die well, they believe that the flame will not end well.

Moreover, they all failed, even if he did not die, if they reappeared in the future, they would have nothing to fear.

They don't believe it, there is only one person in the flames, and he is still the one who has failed to cross the tribulation of the realm of the Dao, and so many of them are powerhouses of the realm of the realm, and they will be at a disadvantage when facing him!

The Bloodclan who got this result was very happy, but the Bloodhunter Territory on the other side was not so happy.

"It's already the one hundred and one day......" The Holy Master let out a long sigh and said.

Chang Xi opposite him closed his eyes, but he was still able to block the path of the holy master accurately.

Chang Xi's eyes didn't open, but he said lightly, "Your heart is not quiet." ”

The Holy Master smiled, "Now that the situation is turbulent and the outcome is unknown, how can I be calm?"

Chang Xi finally opened his eyes, and his eyes, which were full of wisdom and as tolerant as the sea, looked at the holy master quietly, and a shallow smile arc was aroused, and his voice was almost sighing.

"You have to believe that as the Chosen One, Night Wind will not die easily. ”

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The author has something to say:

The authors found that even at the expense of nap time, the effect of codewords was not very significant......

And, there's no nap time, thieves are sleepy!

In the end, the author is not slowly making up for it in the bitter evening.