The rain seems to have stopped, falling on the world in a small way. In the green hills that are not tall or short, it seems that this thin rain is also green. It sprinkled softly from the firmament, and the soil of the forest was mixed with a fresh smell.

In this misty rain, the blades of grass slowly probed in, and at the roots of the big trees, in the endless bushes, quietly spread an unknown light green, like the light makeup and heavy gouache on the face of the Terran nuns.

The warm mountain breeze blew quietly through every corner of the world with this rain. Along the way, it brushed over the high peaks, brushed over the treetops above the peaks, and slipped into the valleys...... However, its journey still ended in front of a young man.

I saw the young man sitting in a cave on top of a stone wall, surrounded by the divine light and runes intertwined with black and white demonic power, sitting there motionless with his eyes closed, like a stone statue.

On his shoulders and above his head, there were already many water droplets, and those crystal clear water droplets were quietly suspended in mid-air, constantly rolling with the fluctuations that erupted in the young man's body.

The young man's white hair fluttered, and from a distance, he looked more like some gods worshiped by tribes and religions, and it was extremely sacred. However, not only the drops of water dripping from the top of the cave, but also the wind, rain, sound, and even light in the mountains were blocked by an invisible force, so that they could not affect the youth in the slightest.

Countless runes, exuding an ancient and desolate aura, floated around this young man's body, constantly blending, deducing supernatural powers and supreme cultivation paths.

At this moment, whether it is the bloody chaotic world where hundreds of millions of living beings are ups and downs, or the boundless battlefield where the terrifying demon god dominates life and death among endless beings, and the image of the majestic figure slashing the sky...... All of these have evolved to the extreme beside this young man, and have been deduced to a new extreme.

The incomparably powerful coercion and aura permeated the young man's body, but it did not have any powerful influence on the young man's surroundings.

And the reason for this lies in the absolute control of this young man's own power. His practice is not only to constantly acquire power, but more importantly, to take the acquired power into his own hands.

Therefore, he constantly weakened the scope of his coercion, from a mountain range, to a mountain, and from a mountain, to a grotto on top of a cliff......... Until the end, keep a distance around your body.

He looked inwardly at his body. Every corner, every bone, every meridian, and the blood that flows endlessly in the veins......... He saw it all.

And in his dantian, there are four things that are quietly suspended. A miniature ink-colored scythe, two beads of different colors, and a little white-haired girl curled up with a small body immersed in sleep.

With a slight movement of his mind, Bai Ye attracted the Fan Li Demon Pill in his body. The black and white demonic power manifested from his bloodline, fused with the throbbing demon pill, and his spiritual consciousness was also immersed in it.

In his hand, he held a fragment in the shape of a spar. At this moment, the fragment also slowly emitted a faint brilliance, which had no definite color, just a faint milky white.

At this moment, the white night is swimming in the bloodline river engraved with countless bloodline secret techniques, for him, this is a treasure that belongs to him alone, and it is what Fan Li left to him.

At the last moment of his life, Fan Li understood everything. But as the bronze spear in his hand at that time, he didn't know what Fan Li had learned in the end.

He only knew one thing, that is, the cause and effect of Fan Li's relationship with him to kill the emperor. The cause and effect that lasted for hundreds of billions of years and was thought to be over, but it surpassed hundreds of billions of years and spanned two epochs, and he could only spy on the surface.

But even then, for him, it was already enough. The fifth-order Fan is close to the demon blood, as long as he wants to, he can now raise his cultivation as a demon cultivator to the cultivation of the god transformation stage at any time.

And that's exactly what he's doing now. Evolve the terrifying power contained in the bloodline to an extreme, and then attract the power of the life star, and start the advancement of the demon clan's bloodline cultivation.

The purple mist was also constantly wafting out from the spatial cracks around his body at this moment, surrounding his body, constantly devouring him, refining it into his own power.

At this moment, in the space of his right eye, the purple shadow that Ziwei Emperor Xing's will turned into was a little dumbfounded. Ever since Bai Ye entered this grotto to cultivate, he had been wondering about the problem.

It was a trip to the ruins, why did this master suddenly become so familiar with Fan Li's bloodline, and so familiar with the application of the life star?

But for him, this question is obviously not something that can be figured out by simply thinking and thinking. Bai Ye's bizarre experience, except for himself, no one knows about it at all, because he was the only one who experienced it at the beginning.

Originally, when Bai Ye used his power, he had been using those star potentials over and over again, and it was not the power to suppress the other stars.........

But now, Bai Ye easily shattered the space with the power of the bloodline, using the rift as the foundation and the bloodline as the guide, communicating with the star field to call on the power he left in the star field for his use.

This set of operations can be described as smooth. It's like doing something ordinary and simple. At this moment, Ziwei's will, from this young man's body, saw the shadow of the original person.

However, at this moment, as Bai Ye continued to comprehend and deduce the power of his bloodline, the divine light on his body had already changed his state.

It was directly from the incomparably strong, to looming, countless runes, began to interweave and evolve under the guidance of his instinct, and a moment later, a phantom also appeared, enveloping his body in an instant.

In the space of his right eye, Ziwei's will was also covered by Bai Ye's body, and he was also observing the transformation of his master in the realm this time.

That phantom is the self-demon appearance that has always remained in the space of Bai Ye's right eye, and it is the ontological appearance of Bai Ye when he breaks through the Tribulation Period in the future, that is, when the bloodline of the seventh-order demon clan breaks through.

However, at this moment, for some reason, the phantom began to disappear. Everything that was originally turned into a point of light that was nothing, and in an ethereal ethereal, it completely disappeared with the powerful fluctuations in his body.

In their place, there are two phantoms. One is humanoid, indistinct. There is another one, which is the true face of the demon god Fan Li, with crimson twelve wings, an upper body as a human and a lower body as a beast, holding a bronze spear, which is extremely clear.

"Knock, knock, knock———"

The heartbeat of the white night grew stronger and stronger, and began to fill the entire grotto. And every time this voice sounded, the faint divine light on his body became stronger.

At this moment, Bai Ye's divine consciousness was still swimming in the vast and boundless river of blood. He was searching among the countless inheritances, looking for an opportunity that would allow him to successfully break through to the blood of the fifth-order Fan Li.

The bloodline of the demon clan is something that every race will share, and according to different races, the things contained in it are also different.

And this long river is generally shared by a race, which is engraved with all the supernatural powers and secret techniques created by this race from the beginning of its birth to the present.

And how much can be brought out of it depends entirely on how strong the inheritor's bloodline is and how good his understanding is. And the chance to enter the long river is determined by talent.

Some demon clan people are naturally very strong, and they can often enter the long river when they are cultivating, and fully comprehend the supreme mysteries hidden in the bloodline of their clan.

And some demon clan people, with mediocre qualifications, often only have the opportunity to enter when they are promoted by cultivation. However, like Bai Ye, among the demon clan, it can already be regarded as a rare existence.

You must know that demon gods such as Fan Li, Bi Fang, and Bai Ze, their clan, since the beginning of their birth, they are the only ones. Unless they designate their own successors, the bloodline that belongs to them alone will only be open to them from beginning to end.

"Found it. ”

In the endless and vast river of black and white, the divine consciousness of the white night saw a flickering purple meaning. As soon as it appeared in Bai Ye's sight, it gave Bai Ye an extremely powerful attraction.

And Bai Ye couldn't wait to reach out and grab it. And at this moment, in the grotto, Bai Ye's body also burst out with an incomparably powerful purple star.

The two phantoms shrouded in his body also turned into points of light floating in mid-air, blending in the purple starlight, evolving into a new appearance.

"Roaring ———"

At this moment, Bai Ye, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his scarlet purple heavy pupils, opened his mouth and let out a low roar full of suppression. However, this is actually a kind of catharsis, because his long-suppressed power has finally been sublimated.

The new self-demon appearance has also evolved completely at this moment.

Crimson illusory wings, six pairs of them. Sharp as a sword, there is a pair of silver-white horns on the forehead, and there is also a pair on the head next to the forehead.

It also had heavy eyes that blended scarlet and purple, and white war patterns that spread all over its upper body.

The lower body of this demon has returned to Fan Li's original appearance, and it is no longer the appearance that Bai Ye had changed before. The pitch-black scale armor covered by the entire lower body was shining like ink, and the four legs and claws were strong and powerful.

Look carefully, on it, there is a dark golden ancient inscription, different from the original four hooves of Fan Li, this is the transformation that belongs to the white night.

And on the four black tails behind him, there are still the same war paints as the previous body, which looks bright and deep. In the hand of this demon appearance, there is also a weapon with a vague appearance, which cannot be seen clearly for the time being.

The face of the demon is exactly the same as that of the white night. It's just that, in terms of temperament alone, what this self demon shows is more bewitching and evil than Bai Ye's usual appearance.

And the killing and coldness of the white night are perfectly inherited by it, at this moment, if it is not still a phantom, I am afraid that it will be seen by others, and it will be completely frightened.

............

After a long time, all the visions dissipated from the white-haired young man sitting in the grotto, turned into a misty cloud of smoke, and disappeared into nothingness.

The white night awoke from his slumber, and he rose from the grotto, stretching a big stretch. The sound of bones and muscles colliding sounded, and the entire grotto trembled a few times.

At this moment, Bai Ye could feel the incomparably strong and full demonic power in his body. Now, just judging from the cultivation of the Demon Dao, he is already a fifth-order demon clan.

Now, if the original Emperor Jialing stands in front of him again, then he believes that he can beat the other party all over the ground and completely suppress it.

Looking at the strong sunlight outside the cave, Bai Ye knew that Hyuna should also be coming back soon. This was the third day they had returned to the Wasteland, and it was also the third day they had come to Miaojiang.

According to the little girl of Crane Feather Chengana, her family and the Gu clan are indeed inextricably linked. And she also came to the wilderness through that cave, but at that time, she didn't see that Gu clan woman.

Bai Ye thought that the trip to the ruins and wilderness was a catastrophe. But coincidentally, I got too many precious things because of it. And because of this, they came directly to their destination, the westernmost part of the wasteland-Miaojiang.

"Childe, we can eat. ”

At this moment, a soft voice sounded. Bai Ye turned his head and saw a graceful and fiery figure, blocking the entrance of the cave, blocking the golden sunlight.

"Good ........."

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