This piece of black scale armor was refined into a golden qi by the three-flavor true fire, and the demonic qi was dissipated, and it was golden, like a golden cloud in the three-flavor true fire package that was as light as a glass mirror.

When it was successful, Jiang Xiaobai removed the three-flavor true fire and took back Huang Tingyun's cultivation.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the golden mist floating in front of him, his eyes flashing with eagerness.

Jiang Xiaobai opened his mouth lightly.

The wind was blowing through his mouth and nose, and the air flow was reversed, and the golden cloud suspended in front of him turned into a golden air flow that was sucked into his mouth.

Gengjin's qi entered from his mouth and sank into the Yellow Court with the guidance of his divine thoughts.

Jiang Xiaobai narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart moved.

That golden qi moved with his mind, first drilling out of the yellow court on his abdomen, a layer of golden armor appeared, and then slowly spread to the top.

When it reached the chest, the spread stopped, and the mass of Gengjin qi was exhausted.

Jiang Xiaobai condensed a layer of golden armor on his upper body, a thin layer.

Then he swung forward with one hand, and a long flaming fire sword condensed in the void in front of him.

His fingers swirled in the void, and the flaming sword was aimed at him.

Then finger down a little bit!

“chi...”

The fire sword stabbed towards Jiang Xiaobai with the sound of breaking the air and a wave of heat, and it came in an instant.

"Ding" a sound of gold and iron clashing.

The fire sword hit the chest covered by Gengjin's qi, and vigorously struck Jiang Xiaobai's body sitting cross-legged and retreated, cutting a wave of earth until it hit a low mountain for hundreds of meters, and made a boom, and the outline of a person was recessed in the mountain.

Jiang Xiaobai gave up.

The flaming sword dissipated.

Then he looked at the place where it had been attacked, and the armor that had been transformed by the Gengjin Qi showed no signs of damage.

Next, he used his other attacks to try the same.

In this secluded place, the mountains shook and the earth shook, and lightning and thunder roared.

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Xiaobai walked out of a low mountain with smoke and dust billowing and collapsing.

There was a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

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

To the west of the East China Sea, thousands of miles away, the White Dragon Demon Mountain is in the cold winter.

It has been more than half a month since the last demonic abyss, when the alien beast was born.

Winter snow has fallen several times, and the mountains are mottled, white, green, and yellow.....

In the demon mountain, the cold air washed the sky clean, and the demon miasma seemed to be a little less, but the ten thousand beasts were still lively.

Since the beginning, the White Dragon Demon Mountain has ancient totems, real dragons, and snakes, and after the appearance of the world, the world is boiling, attracting the attention of many cultivators.

Later, with the change of events, some top cultivators disappeared in the Demon Mountain, and there were rumors that there was a real dragon's lair in the Demon Mountain, which was dangerous and abnormal.

The bustle turned into a dangerous place, and except for the beasts in the mountains, few people ventured to set foot in it.

There are also people who are skilled and bold, but the thunder in the center of the demon mountain, the place where the roar is terrifying, cannot be set foot in.

As everyone knows, someone has already entered that abyss, but more than half a month has passed, and no one has come out of the darkness of the abyss.

And what kind of world is it in the darkness of the abyss?

A teenager is going through an unimaginable experience.

The boy didn't know what kind of world he had come to, this world was dark, it was boundless darkness.

But in this darkness shimmered the sky like a green light like fireflies, which were green phosphorus fires large and small, flying like ghostly fires in the darkness.

The big ones are the size of a hut, and the small ones are the size of fireflies.

And in those fire-filled darkness, there were bones everywhere.

Piles of white bones, some turned into slag, some of them towered with evil spirits, towering hundreds of meters on one end, standing or lying down in the thick darkness of phosphorus fire, like a demon king hidden in the dark, appearing and disappearing in the dark, as if they were going to live and live, giving people a terrifying and suffocating atmosphere.

The faint green scale fire flying in the sky, from time to time, two clusters collided together, and then suddenly bloomed into a dark green splendor, like fireworks, short-lived, and then disappeared into the darkness.

A lonely shadow, often tilting his head, carefully shuttling through this dead world of bones.

This shadow is especially small in this dark world of light and darkness.

He often looked up, and those who stood like hills in the darkness looked up like giants.

And these huge white bones were not human, but some kind of beast that he didn't know, and some of them still glowed faintly.

This lonely back is that of the young Ah Jun.

He was thrown into the abyss by a terrifying devil and passed out in the tugging and tumbling demonic energy.

He woke up.

However, his neck felt breathless and suffocated in this rich demonic aura, and the heart in his chest seemed to be tightened by someone's hands.

He convulsed, his body curled up in the darkness like a weak worm, hissing silently, his consciousness confused by the pain of his body, and then struggling again.

Ah Jun always thought of the picture of the big cow covered in blood in the struggle of consciousness for a long time, boundless hatred, sorrow, and anger always made him conscious, and the little boy was full of great desire to survive.

Miraculously and unexpectedly, he came back to life.

His heart was pounding in his chest, like a drum, and his breathing gradually became accustomed to the rich demonic aura.

Because he has eaten the flesh and blood of the beasts of the White Dragon Demon Mountain for several years, not only has his strength increased greatly, but he has also developed a certain resistance to the demon qi that can erode the human body, and he can enter and exit the periphery of the demon mountain without incident.

It seems that in this process, the heart of the young Ah Jun has become stronger and more resistant in the flushing of demonic energy, so that he can escape in the grim reaper.

Ah Jun survived, from the initial fear of this place, from the sorrow of the big cow, to finally stepping out of the same place and walking into this dead and strange darkness.

It's an unimaginable place.

The phosphorus fire in the sky, the towering white bones, and the terrifying roar from the deep darkness.

The young man is like a small ant, confused and trembling in this world.

The phosphorus fires were extremely dangerous, and he saw that some of the bones were hit by a mass of phosphorus fire the size of a house, and were burned into nothingness and collapsed.

His tiny body had to be cautious in the midst of such pervasive danger.

On several occasions, he almost died.

But the young Ah Jun always seems to have some luck and escaped death, but he is also covered in bruises.

He also found that under the many huge white bones, there were patches of milky white stone-like things.

He also found these things on the bones of beasts, like "bone hyperplasia", as if these milky white stones grew from these bones, which made Ah Jun feel strange.

The scent and brilliance of these milky stones are invigorating.

Take a breath and breathe in the fresh air.

(I have only been in my life for 25 years, and today I received a good person card for the first time, and I have mixed feelings and want to cry a little..... ）