After a sharp pain that seemed to tear his head open, Ye Xuan finally woke up from his coma.

He felt that it was pitch black, and immediately wanted to open his eyes, but found that his eyelids did not feel the slightest feeling, and he did not listen to the call at all.

This time, when Ye Xuan was surprised, he realized that he seemed to be lying down, and immediately wanted to turn over and sit up, but his body was also unable to move.

Ye Xuan's heart sank violently, he could barely endure the headache, gathered a trace of residual spiritual power in the Divine Mansion, and hurriedly looked inside his flesh/body.

This look made him smile bitterly.

Now not only is he seriously lacking in essence and blood, but he also has not a drop of Qi Sea Holy Power.

The cause of the head tearing pain is caused by the exhaustion of the mind.

"This is too exaggerated!" Ye Xuan was shocked.

The way he is now is obviously caused by the sword he slashed out with all his strength in the starry sky passage.

Thinking of the astonishing situation of slashing the black sword, Ye Xuan's heart rolled uncertainly, and he secretly took chances!

The power of that sword can be described as a starry sky. Although the price of a sword was extremely high, it also saved his own life.

"Looking back now, the sword that was slashed with the black sword seems to have only played a little bit of the sky-slashing swordsmanship, but it seems that he has already entered the ......."

"Well, it's mainly the black sword, and the power it slashes out is obviously related to the absorbed Holy Power Divine Thoughts, and even the essence blood that was lost before. ”

Ye Xuan muttered in his heart.

Now that he knew the bad condition of his body, Ye Xuan's heart was much less panicked.

Whether it is essence blood or holy power divine thoughts, it is not a fatal injury. As long as you recuperate, you can recover from the same.

And Sixia seems to be quiet, he can be in this place safely, at least he should be out of danger.

Although his eyes could not be opened, and his thoughts could not be released, he could still tell from the sound of the breeze in his ears that he had left the starry sky.

......

Half a day later.

Ye Xuan's eyelids moved, and he barely opened his eyes a slit.

A lilac sky suddenly came into view.

The purple sky is the same as the Demon Sky recorded in the historical records.

"It seems that I still teleported to the Demon Realm. ”

Ye Xuan exhaled lightly, and finally felt at ease.

After another half a day, Ye Xuan's neck could twist, and he could turn left and right to see where he was clearly.

It's an infinite wilderness!

It is full of desolation and antiquity.

"Demon Realm, I'm here. Ye Xuan said with a smile on his face.

But then, he bared his teeth and cracked his mouth. Only then did he realize that the meridians in his body had also broken slightly.

This is something he has never done since he entered the Holy Realm.

That sword, the price is too great, it's really not a joke.

"If it is replaced by someone else, the consequences of this sword may not be reversed, but fortunately, I have a reincarnation martial soul and an ancient devouring technique!"

Thinking to himself in his heart, Ye Xuan was still lying quietly on the wasteland.

This time, it was another day, and Ye Xuan's body seemed to have regained a trace of strength.

Ye Xuan's face suddenly showed a happy look. But before his smile could be fully revealed, it froze.

I saw a convoy appear on the ground in the distance.

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, but unfortunately he couldn't move all over his body except for his head now.

After a pillar of incense, there was a rumbling, the noisy sound of animal hooves and vehicles.

The convoy was already extremely close.

With a low roar, several knights riding a kind of demon beast arrived near Ye Xuan, stopped not far away, and looked at Ye Xuan on the ground, their eyes were cold and abnormal.

Ye Xuan's gaze swept towards these "people".

I saw them, of all heights, both men and women, each holding a throwing weapon such as a javelin and a flying fork with black light.

Among them, the man's bare and stout upper body, and the woman's tight-fitting short-sleeved leather jacket all exude a fierce atmosphere.

But what attracted Ye Xuan's attention even more was that these people all had purple-black magic patterns on their faces.

There are many and there are few, some have only one, and many have four.

The monsters under their seats were cyan giant wolf-like monsters, but there was a black and shiny right angle on the top of their heads, which was three feet high, and it looked hideous.

Ye Xuan looked at these 'people' at the same time.

Among them, a middle-aged man with four demon patterns on his face said, "There is no demon blood, this is the lowest level of untouchable slaves. ”

Another short man with three magic patterns on his face smiled and said playfully in his eyes, "Hehe, I was lucky today, I picked up a cheap slave, and I can add another strong man to our coffin team." ”

Ye Xuan could understand all the languages of these people, and he had a bad impression in his heart.

Turning his head to look at the back of the convoy, he saw a group of thin figures, dragging a heavy black iron coffin on the ground.

"I see that he seems to be injured and unable to move, and there is no Yuan Force fluctuation on his body, can he still drag the coffin. A woman with two stripes said again.

"Let's raise it for two days first, if he is still like this, he really can't drag the coffin, so sell him to the Chamber of Commerce of the Demon Lords, the fine skin and tender meat, it should be worth two broken crystals." The middle-aged man with four demon patterns said, took out a silver chain, and pumped it towards Ye Xuan.

If it were changed to normal times, these half-human races who didn't even have the Holy Realm, Ye Xuan could kill a large piece with one palm.

That's right, they can be regarded as half-humans, but they also have the meager blood of demons in their bodies.

Ye Xuan was angry in his heart, although he also had demon blood in his body, he always thought that he was still a human race, but these guys, between their words, did not hide a kind of discrimination against pure human races without demon blood.

It seems that they have been brainwashed.

But now he couldn't move, so he could only let the silver chain pull on him, rolling his body up.

"Huh, I whipped it, and I didn't even snort?" The big man with four demon patterns rolled up Ye Xuan and threw it into the frame of the beast cart behind him, and said differently.

"Whatever, this guy hasn't even awakened a demon pattern, and he obviously can't cultivate the demon master's magic skills, so he has forged his own body, it should only be physically stronger, this is better, he recovers a little, and he should be able to pull the coffin." ”

(End of chapter)