........................ As time passed, the Awakening was soon coming to an end.

Seven of them are white quality, and only one is blue quality, this cola is bad for the village chief, you must know that the blue quality is no one else in the whole village except for the next village chief who studied in the Holy Dou Academy, that is, the son of the village chief, and now there is another one, how can you not like it?

When it was his turn to perform at night, he walked to the stone pillar with big strides, his arms wide open, and in front of everyone.

The village chief saw his face and teased: "No wonder everyone in the village calls you a little ruffian, it seems that you really live up to your name!"

Yeshu smiled in response, then looked at Jue Lingzhu and rolled up his sleeves, his face was flat, as if this was a normal thing.

Reaching out, he landed lightly on the stone pillar, and the runes lit up one after another, just like just now.

After a few breaths, he saw that the pupils of the night art suddenly widened, and he only felt an extremely strong traction force poured into his body like the tide of the sea.

Later, in a very gentle way, he gathered his own divine soul and pulled something in his divine soul.

Under the traction of the power of the runes, the night art only felt as if the shackles had been opened in the depths of the divine soul, and a new power also poured out from the divine soul with this wonderful change.

The night technique was very comfortable, and this power was like a warm spring flowing through his whole body, calming himself down, and this warm spring was then concentrated in the palm of his hand, as if he couldn't wait to drill out.

Yeshu subconsciously leveled his right hand, and the whistling airflow rose up, and his eyes opened like an eagle, and the momentum of the whole person was like two people.

Later, I saw a red light coming out of the palm of the night technique, and it was strange that this red light was not as dazzling as the flames, but even more dim.

With the appearance of the red mang, a handful of rusty fighting spirits that didn't know what it was fell smoothly into the hands of the night arts.

This thing says that it doesn't look like a gun, only half the length of the gun, and there is a gun head, but there is a scimitar blade next to the gun head, and the blade next to it seems to be broken, but it looks like a scrap.

Yeshu looked at the fighting spirit in his hand suspiciously, fiddled with it, and said, "What is this?"

But after the village chief standing below saw the appearance of the red mang, his heart began to beat rapidly, and he almost died on the spot, and his eyes seemed to see something that he could never see in his life. It wasn't until the fighting spirit was completely released that the expression of nervousness, excitement and joy slowly disappeared, and was replaced by a dignified face.

The village chief seemed to think of something again, his expression shook violently, and he muttered: "How can this Dou Spirit not have a trace of spirit element fluctuations? And I can't feel its existence, it won't be ............."

"Ahh

Everyone was frightened by this sudden roar, and stood in place and looked at the night art in panic.

"Ahh

Then a strange scene appeared, a tyrannical black qi rushed out directly from the body of the night art.

He fainted with a muffled snort, and the tyrannical black qi not only did not dissipate, but continued to pour out of his body.

The village chief was the first to react, his expression was surprised and shocked, and he strode towards the night technique, shouting, "Night boy, are you okay?"

The village chief was completely frightened, he had never seen such a scene at all, but he didn't think much about it, so he rushed up.

As soon as the village chief's hand touched the night technique, the black gas rushed into his body like a wasp returning to its nest.

"Ahh

The village chief was the closest, and the lean body was instantly bounced several meters away, slammed into a big tree, and passed out casually.

And the rest of the people were hit by this wave of air and lay on the ground without even making a sound.

Night Art didn't know what was going on, and when he was fiddling with the Dou Ling, he only felt that another extremely tyrannical force suddenly emerged from the depths of his divine soul.

Before he could react, this force was like a wild horse that had escaped, directly traumatizing his spirit and rushing out, just like now.

All of this was too sudden, and when the black qi entered the body of the night art again, it was as if it had been discussed, and all of them poured into his divine soul, and then greedily devoured his divine soul one bite after another.

"Ah...!" Every time the soul of the night art was attacked, it was like a thousand knives, and one after another painful moans kept coming out, this pain, it hurt every inch of skin and even pores.

Night Jutsu raised his fist and smashed it to the ground again and again, the pain deepened, and his consciousness gradually began to blur, and even his consciousness began to lose continuously.

And with a tyrannical black gas, it seems that it can still devour memories, and the deepest memories of the night magic brain have begun to disappear non-stop, and even the face of the crazy old man has gradually blurred and even become unclear

Yejutsu's eyes were wide and bloodshot, without the slightest vitality or vitality, and some were just sluggish, hollow, and desperate.

Suddenly, a kind but familiar voice came from the depths of his memory, "Grandson, you can't fall here!"

Suddenly, the night technique seemed to be stimulated, and the dilated pupils quickly condensed, and the mouth roared: "Get out!"

An extremely strong willpower burst out in an instant, and the memory that was swallowed by the black gas was also forcibly pulled back under the explosion of this willpower.

But this action of the night art seemed to completely infuriate the black qi, and the black qi was like beating chicken blood, like a violent storm, frantically rushing into his divine soul.

"Poof" A mouthful of scorching blood poured out directly from the mouth of the night technique, and his face became more than ten times paler than just now, and his soul was on the verge of collapse, and this pain was more than a thousand times more painful than before.

Fortunately, Yeshu's body had long since lost consciousness, otherwise the pain would have tortured him to death

But the strange thing is that under the collision of this black qi, his eyes are constantly changing, but this change soon disappears again.

You must know that the divine soul is the place where the soul and the fighting spirit live, and the night art understands that he has no room for resistance at all under this black qi, and the divine soul will soon be shattered, and his soul will disappear completely, and it will not be him who controls this body.

He just wanted to "Which bastard said that awakening Dou Ling is very comfortable and not dangerous, Gan Linniang's is obviously more dangerous and painful than giving birth to a child, when the yarn is spiritual, I want to go home and farm!".

But now it's useless to think about this, Yeshu looked up at the sky, a crystal clear tear flowed out of his eyes, and he muttered in his mouth: "Crazy old man, I'm afraid I will still disappoint you in the end, but Lao Tzu will haunt you even if he dies, it is you who let me be this bird spiritual cultivator........."

After saying this, Yeshu's whole popularity was like a gossamer, and he couldn't even blink his eyelids, and his soul could be shattered at any time, and it could be breathing, or it might be this breath.

When he felt completely desperate at this night, a fierce golden light suddenly burst out of his trouser pocket, and after scurrying in his trouser pocket, he rushed out of his trouser pocket with a "hiss!" sound.

I saw a bead emitting golden light suspended in the air, and the spirit word in the middle of the bead looked very sacred and ancient, and this bead was obviously the one that the crazy old man gave to the night technique.

After seeing the black gas, the bead was like seeing the enemy who killed his father, and went towards the black gas with a "bang", and at the same time produced an extremely strong suction.

The black qi that roamed around the night technique was instantly absorbed into the bead.

After absorbing the black qi, the bead somehow began to tremble constantly, and finally exploded into pieces of pieces, and wisps of strange golden rays also appeared with the shattering of the beads, and then all entered the body of the night art.

A volume of spiritual decisions called "Gods and Demons Transformation" appeared at once, deeply engraved in the soul of night arts, and a word also appeared in his soul at the same time: "If you want to live, cultivate this decision!"

The night technique was first shocked, and then it was like grasping a life-saving straw, regardless of the spirit decision, he sat cross-legged directly, closed his eyes lightly, and said in a far-fetched manner according to the method of gods and demons: "The three changes of gods and demons, from the three paths, start from the ............. heaven and earth"

An extremely strong suction force appeared in the body of the Abrupt Night Technique, and he was suddenly like a whirlpool, frantically devouring and absorbing the spirit element in the vacuum, entering the body, and flowing through the meridians.

After Ling Yuan entered the body of the night art, the black qi at the Divine Soul immediately stopped hitting the Divine Soul as if it was facing a great enemy, and instead fled out one after another in a frenzy.

But before he escaped, he was suppressed and absorbed by the spirit element in the night technique, but the strange thing is that this spirit element after fusing with the black qi did not refine his physical body, but all his brain fused into his pupils.

Yemu only felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and after the severe pain, a warm and comfortable heat spread out from his eyes, reaching his soul.

After a long time, Yeshu's face gradually became ruddy and shiny, and he took off that layer of pale and weakness, and then slowly opened his eyes. If there are still people here, they will definitely be completely shocked in front of them.