The two prisoners stood facing each other, each chuckling.

Feng Yi's black clothes are as old as ever, and his body is as filthy as ever. The body odor is not very good, but the knife in the hand is quite heavy.

He leaned forward to the five-foot bone knife and smiled at the person in front of him.

There are no four faces, five tails, eight hands and feet, just a middle-aged scribe wearing a light cyan robe, an elegant face, and a long body.

There are two locks of white hair on the sideburns, swaying without wind, hanging the traces of time and the vicissitudes of the world.

"You are much more open-minded and casual than Du Ziren. ”

After Xiao Wu laughed, he looked at Feng Yi squarely.

Feng Yi also stopped laughing and stared at Xiao Wu.

In Du Ziren's memory, Feng Yi once traveled all over China with him. But in that memory, there was no such existence as Xiao Wu, a great demon who reached the sky.

Is it a memory gap?

I think it should be, after all, that memory is only emanated by the Ghost Emperor Seal, not Du Ziren's complete life.

"He's a very steady man and a kingly man. Feng Yi nodded.

Xiao Wu was also nodding, "That kind of person is very boring, always holding it, and can't let go of his identity." ”

With that, he shook his right hand lightly, and two jars of old wine appeared.

"Drink a little?" Xiao Wu walked to Feng Yi's side, shook the wine jar, and said.

Feng Yi's worries were gone at this time, whether it was on his body or in his heart, there was no longer a trace of burden, and his previous casualness was gradually revealed.

The smell of wine is diffuse, and the fragrance is rich, and I can't help but move my throat.

"Drink a little!"

Two people, one in one and one in the young, sat facing each other.

There are no chairs and benches, no fruits, vegetables and vegetables, only two jars of old wine, each proud to drink.

"I'm afraid some people won't believe it, but I have a drink with Du Ziren's disciples one day in my life. ”

Xiao Wu drank wine, shook his head and smiled.

Feng Yi took a big sip and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to be able to sit in the Boundless World and drink with the demon gods of the Huaxia World." ”

"It's a pity!" Xiao Wu suddenly put down the wine jar and sighed loudly.

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "What is a pity?"

"I'm sorry for you, because you left your eternal life here, with me, and it will be difficult to get out of this world. Xiao Wu lifted the wine jar again and drank it all.

Feng Yi threw away the empty jar far away, listened to the "clang" sound of the wine jar breaking, stood up straight, and said proudly: "It's a pity that you are too early." ”

Unconsciously, the strong self-confidence that belonged to the young master of the Dragon Yin Sect returned to Feng Yi's body.

He should be like this, but there are too many mundane things, and his nature is gradually obliterated.

Now that his nature has been regained, he is really a Luotuo Erlang, bold and uninhibited.

The demeanor is vigorous, and Wu sighs from the bottom of his heart.

He looked up to the sky and smiled, and stood up as well.

"What a young man, he Du Ziren is really lucky, and he can pick out such good talents from the two worlds to collect apprentices. ”

When the words landed, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed.

The palace disappeared and changed into a wonderful mountain scene with a warm sun in the sky.

Birds hovered in the distance, small beasts sang in the mountains, and fish frolicked in the stream.

Feng Yi stood beside the creek and looked around, but saw thick dragon pillars, standing up to the sky. There is a dragon carving coiled, with its head raised and roaring, and the god is majestic.

The dragon pillar is as usual, although the heaven and the earth have changed, but after all, they have not been able to get out of the altar of Xiaowu.

This place is still the vast palace, and the mountain flowers, the birds, the stream, and the warm sun are all just false illusions, and it is difficult to argue about them.

Feng Yi retracted his gaze and looked at Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu Mulu recalled and said slowly: "The first time I met your teacher, it was here. ”

"Huaxia?" Feng Yi asked with a sideways look.

Xiao Wu nodded, "On the outskirts of Yangzhou, I was not a sub-saint cultivator at that time, and your teacher was still a dragon son of the South China Sea. He prides himself on the right path, says that I am the left, and wants to kill me to eliminate the world. ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Wu pouted and smiled, "I fought with him for three whole days and destroyed half of Yangzhou Mansion." I was wounded and escaped, and he was rescued by the Dragon King of the South Sea. Hehe...... It's ridiculous to say, just for the sake of this damaged half of Yangzhou Mansion, his Dao heart is lacking, and it is difficult to go further with the dragon body. Alas, I've always wanted to ask him if it's worth it. ”

Feng Yi listened attentively, and only after Xiao Wu finished speaking, did he say: "He must have no regrets." ”

Xiao Wu retracted his exiled thoughts, his eyes shining with appreciation, "You understand him very well. ”

Feng Yi shook his head, "I only know the appearance, but I don't know the truth." In this regard, I am inferior to you. ”

"How do you know that I understand his sincerity?" asked Xiao Wu curiously.

Feng Yi grinned, "Because of your sigh." ”

Sometimes, it is not his friends, relatives, or disciples who know someone best, but his enemies.

Just like Xiao Wu and Du Ziren, they have been enemies for many generations. Such two people should have met and hated, wanting to kill each other and then hurry.

But Feng Yi heard loneliness in Xiao Wu's sigh, and also heard loneliness and melancholy.

Why is this so? Because Xiao Wu knows that Du Ziren, who suppressed him, is no longer the impulsive and enthusiastic dragon son of the South China Sea.

He is more stable than back then, and he has a lot more kingly spirit. But what Xiao Wu cares about is not this dispensable stability and kingly spirit.

I can't tell, and I can't tell.

The two are both enemies and friends.

Xiao Wu's thoughts were still wandering in the sky, Feng Yi couldn't bear to disturb him, and waited quietly.

Only when the sun fell into Yu Yuan, Xiao Wu finally came back to his senses.

Seeing that the night was about to rise, and the beauty in front of him would also be swallowed up by the darkness, Xiao Wu frowned slightly, and waved his right hand lightly.

The sun rises from the west, the sunset fades, and the sky shines again.

"As you get older, you have more memories, sorry for delaying you for so long. Xiao Wu apologized slightly.

Feng Yi waved his hand, "It's okay." ”

Xiao Wu said: "I will suppress the cultivation below the Huayuan Realm, and above the late stage of the Xuan Realm." If you and I fight each other and can repel me, you will pass the test. ”

Feng Yi thought about it and nodded, "Okay!"

As soon as he said that, he plunged the bone knife diagonally into the dry and hard dirt, and rushed forward.

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Good boy, you know how to strike first." ”

Before the words could land, he had already printed a fluttering palm in front of him.

Feng Yi stretched his palm to greet him, and the Yuan Force swayed like a wild dragon leaving the abyss, the blood light in his eyes flashed out, and the secret technique of burning blood had been urged.

He had carefully probed his current cultivation, and in terms of the strength of the Yuan Force alone, it was only around the early stage of the Xuan Realm.

However, the difficulty of the test set by Xiao Wu is not based on the strength of the Yuan Force, but on the combat power.

When it comes to combat power, that Feng Yi can't avoid the secret technique of burning blood, because this is the secret technique of pressing the bottom of the box.

Now, it's not just the blood-burning secret art, but also the natal supernatural powers.

In the Divine Dao Cave, the Yuan Force was agitated and boiling, the speed at which the essence blood burned intensified, and the scarlet blood light in Feng Yi's eyes also became three times more enchanting.

On the basis of doubling the combat power of the Blood Burning Secret Art, it has been increased by three times the combat power again.

If Feng Yi's usual combat power is one, and after using the Blood Burning Secret, his combat power is two, and now he uses Yu's natal supernatural power, and his combat power has increased to six.

That's six times as much, which is appalling.

The furious Yuan Force radiated from his body, condensing into an illusory blue-scaled dragon outside Feng Yi's body.

The dragon soul is coiled, the four legs and feet coincide with Feng Yi's arms and legs, and the dragon head coincides with Feng Yi's head. The dragon's mouth opened, and a wild dragon groan was released.

"Ahh......h

In the sound of the dragon's groan, he shouted in a deep voice wrapped in Feng Yi.

The two voices resonated in unison, shocking the heavens and the earth, and the sky trembled.

Xiao Wu praised: "Good cultivation!"

The two palms collided, and Yuan Li spewed.

In the Jiang Palace, the dragon fetus rotated and burned, emitting blazing fire, and after rushing out of the Jiang Palace, it turned into a rich and pure Yuan Force, which continuously supported Feng Yi's reckless squandering.

The palm rippled, spreading sharply in all directions.

Although there is no violent sound, the ripples are there, and the grass, trees, mountains and stones suddenly turn into powder. Even the stream, which was originally flowing quietly, turned into dust in the sky in an instant, and rode away in the wind.

"Pedal ......"

Xiao Wu took three steps back.

The huge force of recoil attacked Feng Yi's body, but he gritted his teeth, let the huge force cause chaos in his chest, and stood in place without moving.

The throat is slightly sweet, and the stuffy blood is about to spurt out. Feng Yi was busy transporting the little remaining Yuan Li, and he would suffocate his blood pressure.

Take a deep breath of the warm air between heaven and earth, and then look around Feng Yi.

The flowers are back to their original appearance, and the stream is still flowing. The birds and beasts that had been frightened away and fled remained where they were, eating grass and drinking water, and singing and singing.

Nothing ever happened, it seems.

Looking at the front of him again, Xiao Wu was slightly depressed and stood three feet away.

He took three steps back, these three steps, one step at a time.

"You lost. Feng Yi said in a deep voice.

Xiao Wu shook his head and smiled, "At your age, I don't have such an achievement as you." Neither did Du Ziren. ”

Feng Yi smiled happily, but because of the loss of his mind, the suffocating blood could no longer be suppressed, and he spurted out.

The blood stained the sky, Xiao Wu only waved his hand, and the scarlet blood stains had disappeared suddenly.

He took out two more jars of old wine, shook his hand and threw them to Feng Yi, "Rest for a while, the next level is the technique, you have three chances to challenge, fail, and be imprisoned for eternity." ”

Feng Yi was not polite to him, he patted the wine jar open by himself, raised his head and poured a big sip.

The drink was mixed with blood foam and ran down the throat, cool and spicy.

He really should rest, because this simple palm not only burned eighty percent of Feng Yi's essence blood, but also consumed nearly eighty percent of his yuan power.

Now in the Jiang Palace, the dragon fetus is sluggish, and the flames are no longer raging, and it seems that they may be extinguished at any time.

In the Yuan Force, the aura of the wood genus flowed all over his body, healing the injuries caused by Feng Yi's failure to remove the power of the shock.

Looking at the light of day again, it was already late at night.

Xiao Wu leaned against a piece of bluestone, looking at the distant sky, reminiscing about the past while drinking wine.

Feng Yi stood up straight, his injuries had healed, and his yuan power was full again, but the essence and blood that had consumed eighty percent were never full.

There is no shortcut to restore the essence and blood except for swallowing the blood tonic pill, but fortunately, there is also a blood tonic pill in Feng Yi's Xuan sac, which is the 'divine pill' that Liu Wumian refined that day.

It's just that the medicinal properties in this Nine Pattern Divine Pill have been devoured by Fu Longding, and now it has fallen to the grade and is no longer in the stream.

Feng Yi wasn't sure if this single blood replenishing pill that was not of the grade could fill up the essence blood consumed.

"Although Yu's natal supernatural power is strong, the speed at which it burns essence blood is too fast. ”

Feng Yi was extremely helpless, shaking his head and sighing.

After sighing, he stuffed the blood tonic pill into his mouth and swallowed the old wine.

"If you simply use the Blood Burning Secret Technique, you can hold on to a stick of incense for a long time. If you use the natal supernatural power again, you can only hold on to one blow at most, and after one blow, your essence blood will be exhausted, and if you can't kill the enemy, you can only be killed by the enemy. ”

There are pros and cons, helpless.

But when you think about it, the pros outweigh the cons. A powerful blow of six times the combat power, if it can't kill the enemy, then the strength of the enemy is far beyond Feng Yi's ability to compete, and it can only be a dead word.

The worry is gone for a while, and Feng Yi drinks on the altar.

At the same time as the wine is in the stomach, the fire Yuan Li is also stimulating the medicinal effect of the blood tonic pill.

"Your method of burning essence and blood to increase combat power is not good. ”

Xiao Wu withdrew his gaze from Yuantian and looked at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi put down the wine jar, shook his head and said, "It's really not very good, but there is no way, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to repel you." The first level can be easily passed, and it is also my trick, which cannot be regarded as my real ability. ”

Xiao Wu got up and came to Feng Yi's side, sat down and said, "Whether it's good or not, it's all your ability, and it can't be said to be a trick." It's just that this method of self-damage of 800 and injury of 1,000 enemies has too many disadvantages, so it is better for you to use less in the future. ”

"In the future, do you think I can pass the five-level test?" Feng Yi asked with a smile.

Xiao Wu was stunned, "haha" laughed and scolded: "You bastard boy." ”

In the laughter, the sour smell on Feng Yi's body filled Xiao Wu's snort, he frowned slightly, pointed to the stream on the side, and said, "Go and wash it, it stinks to death, and it smells of wine." ”

Feng Yi felt embarrassed, scratched his head, and jumped into the stream.

While washing, concentrate on inwardness. The Blood Replenishing Pill has been completely dispersed, and the essence blood that can be consumed has only recovered less than 30%.