"Evolve, evolve and evolve...... We should climb to the top that no one has ever reached, and look down on the humble beings. Friends of the lower races, we can fight for them. ”

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

"My generation of demon cultivators, not afraid of life and death, not afraid of strong enemies...... For the hope of the newborn and younger generations, it can also be broken. The so-called last battle is just commonplace. ”

"Ancestral witches, what are we afraid of......

"As long as my generation survives in the flood famine, the demon clan can live with the flood famine. ”

"Fight!

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

Familiar sounds rang out from Bai Ye's ears, making Bai Ye's whole person boil. This voice is familiar to Bai Ye, after all, he has had a strange experience, once turned into a weed, and fought with that person in all directions.

He was only a spectator, but that person regarded him as a companion in life and death. Even if the flood is an era of innocence and cruel killing, that person's original actions are still very stupid in the eyes of many people.

It is understandable to use a grass as a soldier. After all, at that time, there were many big people who could do the law for the sake of war, which was extremely terrifying.

But Fan Li, as the god of the demon clan, did more than just use a grass as a soldier. While refining that ordinary weed into a Dao soldier, he even regarded that grass as a true friend.

This is known to many creatures in the time of the famine, and it is also ridiculed by many of that man's enemies. After all, Fan Li took a path of cultivation from the ordinary to the extraordinary, but at that time, he was far from the majesty of Bai Ye and when he first met in Bishan.

Of course, after thousands of enemies paid with their lives for their laughter, some of the remaining people also knew...... A grass plant has become a taboo for Fan Li.

Along the way, Fan Li proved his will to everyone with his strength and terrifying achievements that cannot be ignored. And what he has won is not only the fear and dignified treatment of the enemy, but also the respect of the entire demon clan as if it were a supreme.

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

This is what Bai Ye recalled from the voice of Fan Li's legacy in the constant fighting, it was a legendary memory, although it was both real and illusory, he had never sealed it, and at this moment he chose to believe unconditionally.

Maybe he was a spear for that grass, a spear for that grass...... But now, he is Fan Li, looking at the long river of time, the only Fan Li in this era.

That man had taken him as a friend and a dear to him. He once created an indelible glory, and used his desperate struggle to dye the name "Fan Li" with a dazzling brilliance like a god.

And now, he seems to have become that person.

He possessed the hot blood that contained indomitable and forbearance, and every time he faced the enemy, he could feel the hot liquid flowing in his body, even boiling.

In just ten years or so, is it just that terrifying bloodline with unlimited potential? Bai Ye now thinks that this is not the case.

Along the way, he was in the Wasteland, in the North, and in the Great Flame...... In Miaojiang. He has witnessed a lot, and he has unconsciously inherited everything from Fan Li, from bloodline to will, there is no mistake.

Fan Li's blood is not like the other bloodlines of the demon race, the bloodlines of other races of the demon race, they will always maintain some fixed things in the process of inheritance. For example, some characteristics of the demon ontology.

And the reason why Fan Li's blood is different from the other bloodlines of the demon clan is that the ontological characteristics are enough to explain a lot of problems.

Although Bai Ye only had three drops of source blood when he first obtained Fan Li's bloodline, in just ten years, it had already undergone earth-shaking changes in Bai Ye's body.

At the beginning, Bai Ye's body would also reflect Fan Li's original characteristics when he was practicing, such as the characteristics of the upper body as a human and the lower body as a beast, such as the crimson twelve wings...... But now, these characteristics can't be seen from Bai Ye's body at all.

In the past ten years, White Night has experienced countless extremely dangerous life and death crises. In every crisis, he was able to survive with his strong and resolute will.

In such a process, every time, Fan Li's blood and the method of killing the emperor ...... These things are his hardest hole cards. Among these hole cards, only Fan Lifa is the most changeable and seems to have unlimited potential.

It is true that this bloodline is very changeable, so changeable that every time Bai Ye experiences a life and death crisis, this bloodline has to transform more or less once. But for Bai Ye, this is exactly the most suitable thing for him, and it is a great opportunity.

Maybe the demon god Fan Li and the Emperor Killer lineage are really as he has seen, and they both have some cause and effect that cannot be easily fathomed.

But for Bai Ye, it didn't matter whether this cause and effect existed or not, after all, he had already witnessed it once, and in connection with various realities, he had already believed what he had seen and witnessed.

Now that he has chosen to believe, Bai Ye no longer has any doubts in his heart. In the midst of such a belief, the power of his bloodline is still constantly transforming.

And the more he transforms, the more profound Bai Ye's understanding of this bloodline will be. And the more profound he became, the more he was able to realize the difference between his bloodline and the bloodlines of other demon cultivation inheritances.

Every demon clan will have a process of growth from birth to death. In the process, what is in their veins will continue to give them strength and lead them to a path that points the way.

In a sense, this can also be regarded as the beginning of the demon people's cultivation. The heavens and the earth are infinitely vast, and there are so many living beings...... With such a huge start, it is destined that no living beings can walk out of the path that completely overlaps with other living beings.

And almost every demon clan has ancestors, and what they inherit is also their ancestral blood, and what they perform on weekdays is also their ancestral method.

They can create something in their practice, but more often than not, they pass on something. Those things are passed down with the bloodline, and they are almost destined to be unchangeable, and unless there are very special conditions, everything should be a foregone conclusion.

However, as the second Fan Li that emerged from the long river of years, what Bai Ye could feel was completely the horror of his own bloodline and the difference between it and the bloodline of ordinary demon clans.

Just as Bai Ye felt in his cultivation now, Fan Li's blood had almost infinite possibilities. Judging from the current situation, the plasticity of this bloodline can even be said to be what the white night needs, and it can evolve and change in what direction.

Although this was discovered by White Nights recently, the earliest manifestations of this began several years ago. It's just that his understanding of this bloodline at that time was not deep enough, and he could only comprehend it little by little.

"Star Silence Sect, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. ”

In the midst of the fist fighting, the eyes of the white night flashed in the heavy pupils. At this moment, he remembered what he had encountered in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Star Death Sect, which was the first time that his bloodline had undergone a significant transformation.

That time, the Fan Lixue in his body was almost flawlessly fused with the Emperor Killing Rune in his body, producing a terrifying change that shocked him, making him think that it was the evolution of this bloodline, and at the same time, he also had doubts about whether there was something wrong with his own cultivation.

This incident now reminded him again, but he remembered many small details that he had forgotten, and he figured out many of the doubts he had before, and understood why these two completely different things could be so perfectly integrated in the first place.

To put it simply, to use an analogy, then the bloodline inheritance of ordinary demon clans is like a piece of ice. A piece of ice, there are very few things that can change it, high temperatures, knives and axes...... It's hard to change it in any way.

However, Fan Li's blood can be equivalent to a rare material that exists in a semi-liquid and semi-solid form. It has a terrifying plasticity that the ice can't match, but it also has a certain limit, and as long as it doesn't cross that boundary, its shape can be fabricated at will.

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

At this moment, Bai Ye was on the ninety-ninth floor of this tower. Along the way, he experienced a series of tragic battles.

And his opponents are constantly changing, and the enemies he is facing now are no longer the undead army of the first layer.

Along the way, he had encountered undead spirits that were even more bizarre than the armies of the undead he had seen for the first time. But they were all bound by the tower's prohibition, and after blocking the white night for a long time, they eventually turned into a wisp of dust in the world in the tower, and finally disappeared with the wind.

And Bai Ye has also encountered real living beings, I can't say what the reason, maybe for various reasons, they all stood in front of Bai Ye without hesitation, blocking his way forward.

In the same way, after countless battles, they finally fell at the feet of the white night, turning from a living creature into a silent white bone, buried by endless dust, ushering in the predestined fall of their fate.

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

And now the enemy that White Night is facing is an orc covered in bruises and smelling of foul odor. Like many creatures that Hakuya had encountered before this, Hakuya could only see utter madness in the pupils of this person.

That's the look that can only be possessed after complete despair, and that is the madness that can only be possessed after desperate struggle in despair. In Bai Ye's opinion, although this orc is still alive and alive, it can no longer be regarded as a complete creature itself.

However, this is only a difference in soul and consciousness, and whether this orc is crazy or not is of little use to Bai Ye's needs.

What he needs is for the other party to show his combat power completely or even extraordinarily, and then engage in a thorough fight with him, so that he can fight heartily and comprehend the true meaning of the vertical and horizontal path from absolute life and death.

"Boom Boom-"

In the midst of the orc's low, menacing roar, a series of bones shattering reverberated through the dusty air, sending off into the distance.

In the fist of the white night's criss-crossed fists, the orc's strong arms had turned into a mixture of broken bones and rotten flesh after an earth-shattering roar.

And as Bai Ye continued to bombard desperately, this orc with extraordinary combat power was also turned into a puddle of broken bones in that life-fighting fist, and finally even his soul was shattered by Bai Ye with Rakshasa Dao, and finally turned into a cloud of dust.

"Whew-"

After completely defeating this orc, Bai Ye couldn't help but let out a long breath of turbidity. According to the rules, Bai Ye can rest for ten breaths, but the time that Bai Ye really leaves for himself to rest is only the time to exhale a mouthful of turbid breath.

As for the rest of the time, Bai Ye stood quietly in place, closed his eyes, and began to carefully and seriously recall his feelings about this whole bloody battle, which was striking while the iron was hot, which was more conducive to his enlightenment and killing.

At this moment, Bai Ye felt a burning sensation coming from behind him. And when he calmed down and looked inside his body, he found twelve strange bones in his back.

Those twelve backbones were all scarlet in his impression since he had been practicing for a while. And the twelve Shura blades he had condensed by cultivating the Shura Dao on weekdays had also been hidden here before.

It's just that Miao Jiang was robbed, his bloodline was reborn, and his body was able to regain a new forge. After that, when he wanted to deduce his own killing path, the twelve Shura blades were almost summoned immediately.

Since he woke up, he has indeed been too passive, and has always been in someone else's layout. It was precisely because everything came in such a hurry that he had too many things that he had not had time to recall.

These twelve bones are one of many things, and when I saw them again at this moment, I suddenly found that they had returned to their original white bone color.

And this was the moment when he felt a burst of blazing heat, and whenever that feeling became stronger, Bai Ye could see the shimmering scarlet light streaks on those bones. In the moisturizing rendering of black and white blood, they appear incomparably clear, and they are extraordinarily extraordinary.

And by the time the white night came back to his senses, the time of ten breaths had quietly passed. At this moment, what he was facing was a land of ice and snow that was dim to the extreme. And in the distance of the snow, there was a figure riding a bronze war horse.

At this moment, the figure was standing, but even if he was far away from the white night, he could still see clearly with his heavy pupils - the figure was holding a spear, wearing a silver-white armor, and behind him, there was a white cloak fluttering in the wind, like a guardian elf.

"Forge my blood with your body. ”

Against the backdrop of the bleak sky and the snowstorm, the white-haired young man covered in blood rushed to his feet, surrounded by scarlet runes, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

At this moment, the white night looks like a god............

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