Phantom Void Realm, to the south, in the Fallen Demon Ze, in a forest not far away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, the sun loomed in the sky under the cover of a black cloud.

In the forest, the comfort of wearing a black trench coat walked slowly in the forest.

This is the third day that An Yi came to the Illusory Sky Realm from the Liuhua River in the real world, and yesterday, An Yi impatiently slashed out more than a dozen demonic energy tornadoes that were coming towards him.

And just now, he smashed the demonic energy tornado rolled by the five Xuan-rank monsters with one sword.

"Trouble." After breaking a sentence, An Yi's expression was cold, and he walked towards the path that could already be seen not far away from the deep forest.

Out of the forest, Anyi looked around, in front of him, a swamp shrouded in a faint black mist, with bubbles with a strong corrosive smell emerging from time to time.

This is the Ze of the Fallen Demons.

Glancing at the Ze of the Fallen Demons, An Yi saw that the Ze of the Fallen Demon was shrouded in an enchantment emitting black light, any monster that was close to the past, whether it was the Yellow Rank or the Xuan Rank, could all be shattered in an instant, even if it was the Ground Rank Ghost King, it seemed that he could only hold on to about three breaths before he would be destroyed, feeling the strength of the enchantment, An Yi here, his expression showed hesitation.

"With my current strength, I'm afraid it's only six breaths of time, which is already the limit, how can I get in?"

Hesitating and muttering, An Yi simply gave up thinking, since Daozang asked him to come, then, it would definitely not do him any harm here, so An Yi's expression slowed down, and he took a step towards the boundary of the Fallen Demon Ze.

When he came closer, An Yi stretched out his hand, and the black qi on it swirled, and the black light flickered, and pressed towards the invisible enchantment light curtain.

When An Yi's black gas and flashing black light hand landed on the layer of enchantment light curtain, immediately, the black light on the enchantment light curtain flashed violently, and a breath of destruction was diffused, turning into an impact, and rushing towards An Yi here.

Seeing that this impact was about to fall on An Yi's hand, the next moment, a faint voice sounded from within the Fallen Demon Ze, and then the impact slowed down and dispersed.

"Since you're here, don't come in yet."

Hearing the voice in the Fallen Demon Ze, An Yi smiled slightly, withdrew his hand, took a step, and stepped towards the enchantment.

A layer of water ripples flickered on An Yi's body, and An Yi's body passed through the enchantment and entered the Fallen Demon Ze, standing in mid-air.

Looking at the Fallen Demon Ze in the enchantment, An Yi frowned.

All around, there was a rich black aura that was different from the purple demonic aura, and this aura made An Yi's body shake slightly, and a sense of intimacy spread throughout his body.

"Demonic energy." Muttered, he volleyed through the air and walked towards the depths of the Fallen Demon.

In a place where there was a whirlpool that was constantly turning, a comfortable figure flashed, stopped above the whirlpool, and looked down.

"Come in." In the whirlpool, the voice from just now came.

An Yi didn't say a word, his body rushed, and he rushed towards the whirlpool.

After submerging in the whirlpool, this whirlpool disappeared in a flash, and when I looked at it again, there was no trace of the whirlpool, and some of them were just bubbles with a corrosive atmosphere.

Passing through the whirlpool, the graceful figure stepped out of a rippled channel.

"Welcome to the Demon Realm."

An Yi appeared in a dense and deep, quiet and pleasant wood, not far in front of it, in front of a wooden house, behind the stone table, sat a middle-aged man dressed in black, at this moment, the middle-aged man got up, smiled, and beckoned to him.

"Zheng Xuan!" An Yi here, when he saw the middle-aged man in black, he was shocked, his expression was shocked, and he lost his voice.

"Come here." The middle-aged man ignored An Yi's shock, still smiling, and let him pass.

It seemed to have a kind of magic, or rather, a sense of intimacy that longed to be close echoed in the comfortable mind, urging him to take a step towards the middle-aged man, and walked over.

Near.

"Sit."

Hearing this, An Yi sat down and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, An Yi was still immersed in shock.

"Are you Zheng Xuan?"

"Yes and no." The middle-aged man made a bowl of tea for An Yi and handed it to An Yi.

took the tea, and looked at the tea bowl, inside, a piece of clear water, where is the tea.

Out of politeness, or rather, out of a kind of unwarranted trust, An Yi took a sip and placed the tea on the stone table.

"Are you Zheng Xuan's inner demon?" An Yi said the conjecture in his heart that calmed down after being shocked.

"Yes, I am Zheng Xuan, not Zheng Xuan." The middle-aged man did not deny it, looked at Anyi, always smiled, and said lightly.

"However, as early as a thousand years ago, didn't Zheng Xuan already kill his own demons and go to end up with Xingyuan Dragon? Why do you still exist? An Yi couldn't believe it, and said with a puzzled face.

"Well, I have a reason for my existence." Zheng Xuan, the heart demon, seemed to have known that An Yi would ask such a question, and as he spoke, his right hand waved on the stone table, and the tea set in front of him disappeared, replaced by a book, a book that shocked An Yi again.

"What is this?"

"This is a book, a book in the real world where your deity is located, to be precise, a book about Tang poetry and Song Ci."

Heart Demon Zheng Xuan looked at An Yi, who was shocked again, smiled slightly, and explained.

An Yi didn't reply, but carefully looked at the demon Zheng Xuan, and looked at the book of Tang poems and Song Ci in the real world that he was looking at in his hand.

"I don't understand."

"I don't understand." Heart Demon Zheng Xuan heard An Yi say that he didn't understand, raised his head, and glanced at An Yi.

This glance, in An Yi's view, seems to have a kind of dizziness, a kind of sleep, and a kind of shroud, falling on An Yi's body, making An Yi here, his mind was covered, suppressed, and sealed for a moment, An Yi only felt that the whole person was very heavy, and after a breath, he closed his eyes, lay on the stone table, and fell asleep.

Retracting his gaze, the heart demon Zheng Xuan ignored the comfort of falling asleep, but lowered his head again, looking at the book about Tang poems and Song Ci in his hand, with a smile on his face, and the essence in his eyes flashed, as if immersed in the book, it can be clearly seen that as the heart demon Zheng Xuan turned through the book page by page, his whole person was also sometimes smiling, sometimes suddenly, sometimes confused, sometimes dignified, sometimes confused, sometimes heartache, sometimes sighing, sometimes shocking, sometimes laughing, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes crying, sometimes sad, sometimes sad, sometimes sad, Sometimes......

Time passes slowly, and night comes.

On the stone table, lying on his stomach was comfortable, and he woke up quietly.

Rubbing his eyes, An Yi only felt that this sleep, the whole person's spirit was much better in an instant, and it became transparent, as if the mind was covered with dust, and it was clearer all of a sudden.

Looking around, I can't see the figure of Zheng Xuan, the inner demon, all around, the evening breeze blowing, surrounding the wooden house, surrounding this wood, as if someone is whispering softly, giving people a feeling of physical and mental comfort, and a feeling of shock.

"Senpai?"

"It's rude, you want to call me a teacher, you here, just like him, call me teacher, senior, it's too raw." A low doting scolding sound sounded from inside the wooden house, the door was pushed open, and the heart demon Zheng Xuan walked out.

"How does it feel?"

"Teacher, the juniors only feel that the body and mind are comfortable and very transparent." An Yi saw that Zheng Xuan, the inner demon, came out, and also heard his doting scolding, so he hurriedly changed his words.

"That's good." Zheng Xuan, the heart demon, walked to the stone bench in front of the stone table and sat down.

"The demon in the heart is not impossible to exist, it just depends on how you exist."

"Huh? I've heard this sentence in Daozang, but I don't really understand the truth. Hearing the heart demon Zheng Xuan say the same words as Daozang, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand the truth between them, so he asked.

"Daozang." Hearing An Yi mention Daozang, the heart demon Zheng Xuan here, his face also showed a rare memory.

Retracted his mind, the inner demon Zheng Xuan looked at Anyi.

"You must not believe the words of that dead old man, and you must not believe them all."

"Huh?" was completely blinded by the inner demon Zheng Xuan, and when he heard this, he was completely stunned.

"Huh." Heart Demon Zheng Xuan smiled, and then his expression slowly converged and became serious.

"There is still a little time, I am here, I will use my last bit of strength to pass on your Moluo method, so that your strength will increase, although it can only improve your cultivation of the first realm, it is far from enough to fight against the Star Abyss Dragon, but it is also enough for you to deal with some shrimp soldiers and crab generals. After you have thoroughly refined and absorbed this power, you can still impact the Ninefold Realm, and even, with a glimmer of hope, to take the step of stepping onto the tenth step. ”

After that, the heart demon Zheng Xuan probed with his big hand and landed in the comfortable position of the heavenly spirit, and then, on his body, the breath violently shook out, setting off a violent ripple breath, sweeping out like a mountain and a sea, sweeping out of the surroundings, in the impact, rushing to the sky, in the sky, forming a huge whirlpool that can cover the entire enchantment, inside, the black clouds rolled, the blood light rolled, and a violent aura came out of the earth, turning into a blood-colored hand, flooding with black gas, towards An Yi here, a handful fell, instantly, coincided with the heart demon Zheng Xuan's hand that fell on the comfort of the heavenly spirit.

I saw that the heart demon Zheng Xuan was here, the black gas all over his body was swirling, rolling, and the blood light was surging, and the anger was violent, turning into a storm, raging all around, forming a blood-colored formation, full of black gas, filled with anger, and then, I felt that the entire Fallen Demon Ze began to vibrate violently, as if a sleeping giant woke up and was about to stand up.

"......Boom" in the sky, the black cloud whirlpool made a roaring sound, inside, the blood light was like thunder and lightning, in the chaos, turned into a blood-colored dragon, rolling, looking down, comfortable there.

"The law of Moluo is in the heart, in the mind, in the mind, in the mind, in the rebellion, in the madness." After the heart demon Zheng Xuan slowly spit out such a sentence in his mouth, it was clearly visible that the heart demon Zheng Xuan's face, which was originally a middle-aged man, grew old in an instant, and became an old man with white hair, a face full of ravines, and was about to die.

Tremblingly withdrawing his hand, the heart demon Zheng Xuan looked at An Yi deeply, sighed, and then got up tremblingly, turned around, and walked towards the wooden house.

In the sky, the black cloud vortex shook, and the blood-colored dragons inside let out a roar, as if with boundless anger and boundless anger, rolled over, and rushed towards An Yi, and in a blink of an eye, rushed into An Yi's body, turned into a stream of black light, and fell silent.

When the wooden door of the wooden house was closed, the entire barrier changed in an instant, no longer a dense and deep, quiet and pleasant forest, but became a scene in the depths of the swamp, surrounded by a rich corrosive atmosphere, turning into a lava-like flow, towards a black light enchantment, meditating cross-legged, and slowly surging over here.

"The demon of the heart, after all, is just the demon of the heart." A faint sigh came from nowhere, turned into ripples, slowly dispersed, and disappeared into the swamp.

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