In the Nirvana blood pool, Yeyang's current condition can no longer be described as miserable, his body is like a layer of skin wrapped around the bones, it looks terrifying, his eyes are dark, his brain is dizzy, his vitality is gradually disappearing, he wants to rush out as much as he can, but his body has no strength, and he is sucked by the blood pool.

The jade-like blood accompanied by gray-black impurities flowed irrepressibly from the pores of the skin, mixed into the blood pool of Nirvana, and the various organ structures in the body dried and withered, and the ruby jade-like bones were clearly visible, making it even more hideous and terrifying.

Yeyang didn't know what was going on with him, he couldn't even speak, in addition to regret in his vague consciousness, he still regretted, why was he so careless, when he met a good thing, he only knew how to rush up, and fell into the current field.

However, he did not immediately use hidden means to leave here, because he could feel that although the blood was still flowing out of his body, there was also a strange power in the blood pool of Nirvana, which kept him breathing a sigh of relief, and there was no danger to his life, and curiosity overcame fear, wondering what was going on.

Finally, the last trace of blood also flowed cleanly, and the body was silent for a moment, and suddenly a powerful suction force erupted, and the Demon Yuan Sha Pill in the dantian rotated, sucking the pure fiery red blood in the Nirvana blood pool into the body.

At the same time, most of the mottled red in the blood originally discharged merged into the blood pool, and the remaining pure white, blue, green, black, and blood blood were all withdrawn from the blood vessels, and a whirlpool of Nirvana blood pool was turned, and colorful blood frantically poured into Yeyang's body, and his body gradually saturated and returned to its original state.

The vitality continued to recover, and after everything calmed down, the surface of his body stumbled off a layer of old skin, and a flame mark in the center of his eyebrows was burning, but it shook violently all of a sudden, and suddenly shattered, and a crescent moon then appeared, but the crescent moon also quickly faded and disappeared, but all this night sun was unaware.

He was washing the dandruff off his body at the moment, and his new skin was crystal ruddy, as tender as a baby, but with unimaginable defense.

The defense of his body has always been his weakness, and he didn't deliberately cultivate anything, but after so many heavenly and earthly treasures have been tempered in a row, even if it is a superb treasure weapon cut on his body, it is estimated that there is only a shallow white mark.

Yeyang clenched his fists, feeling that his muscles and bones were much stronger, his body was full of explosive power, feeling the pulse rushing away from his body, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Good girl, I have broken through a small realm again, my current physique has at least doubled, wait, ......what is this?"

He was looking at his body, and wanted to spread his wings and fly high after opening the second vein of Ren Du, but he suddenly touched two small protrusions on his back, which were quite awkward to the touch, distributed on both sides of the spine, one foot apart.

When he turned around and couldn't see it, he looked inside the body with his heart, and found that these were the two bones that grew out of the vertebrae, and most of them were contracted in the body!

"No!" Yeyang could almost stuff a fist in his mouth at this time, closed his eyes and carefully felt the two bones, a slight tearing pain came from his back, and a pair of huge wings two feet wide were pulled out of his body and slowly unfolded.

The beautiful feathers that are fiery red and blue grow on a pair of bony wings, soft and tough, dancing with the gently flapping wings. The wings flapped, the wind was aroused, and the body of the night sun rose off the ground, floating in the air, looking beautiful.

Yeyang happily felt this wonderful experience of soaring, he had ridden a flying boat, ridden a flying beast, and used his vitality wings to take off, but none of them had this feeling of flying freely.

With his wings stirring and the wind howling, he flew freely in the air, sometimes in circles, sometimes gliding, enjoying the thrill of falling from high altitudes and then rowing to the ground.

His movements gradually became more proficient, and his flying speed became faster and faster, and the shadow flew by, reaching three times the speed of sound, ten percent faster than the fifteen-step fusion step of the Shadowless Step.

The ordinary demon king relied on the Yuan Qi wings to fly at a height of about fifty zhang, while the bloodline wings of the pure-blooded ancient beast were at thirty zhang, and a fiery red shadow rushed straight into the sky: ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty......

Sixty zhang away, Yeyang felt a huge pulling force, which kept dragging him, trying to pull him back to the ground, and he couldn't raise it again.

This result frightened Yeyang, and it was even higher than the wings of some peak demon kings, and he waved his wings excitedly and played for a while, and then continued to fly towards the avenue.

Huge tree roots burst out of the ground, densely packed and numerous, and intertwined with the tall plane trees on the ground, forming a natural wooden wall that was 100 feet high, blocking the way forward.

The night sun fell on the ground, looked at the scene in front of him, and was dumbfounded: "This thing, how should this pass?"

Where there is no road, you have to open up a piece by yourself, this is the consistent style of Yeyang, he took out the Sansheng Han Halberd regardless of the three seven twenty-one, and slashed it down with a halberd, aiming at a finger-thick branch in front of him.

The firelight burst out, making the sound of iron and stone rubbing, and the seemingly flexible branch only broke some skin, but the three-life halberd was so shocked that it almost flew out of its hand.

A palm-sized flame-shaped sycamore leaf was shocked, fell off, and fell on Yeyang's head, he was about to continue to swing the halberd and chop, but suddenly felt a warm current from the sycamore leaf on his head, and the warm flame power entered his mind and spread all over his limbs.

Yeyang exclaimed in surprise: "The power of the flame rules!" immediately put away the three-life cold halberd, sat cross-legged on the ground, and silently comprehended the flame rules in the leaves of the sycamore tree.

Rules are a very strange power, representing the mastery, the path of cultivation, we must first comprehend the power of rules, when the power of rules is complete, you can evolve again, and comprehend a path.

The power of this flame rule is like a small flame, the flame is not big, there is no burning momentum, but it is endless, it will never be extinguished, although it makes people feel warm, but it is difficult to hide the fierceness behind the warmth.

A quarter of an hour later, the leaves of the sycamore tree turned to ashes, and Yeyang opened his eyes, his left hand stretched out, and a thread of fire wrapped around his finger.

"It's really good, this time I finally didn't pit His Highness. Yeyang smiled, and plucked three flame leaves in a row, one in one hand, and the other on his head, and the three warm currents entered his body at the same time, and he continued to feel.

Half an hour later, a flame swayed on the index finger, trembling at the fingertips, and at this time, the roots of the trees blocking the road sensed the rules of the flames, and began to shrink and retreat, clearing the road and making way for the passage.

"It turns out that you have to feel the one percent fire rule to pass. Yeyang suddenly realized, but he had no plans to go over, and sneered: "I wanted to go over just now, but you didn't let me, and now I don't want to go over!"

The leaves on the sycamore tree are rapidly decreasing, ten, twenty, thirty...... The flames in his hands also grew bigger and bigger, flames, beams of fire, and balls of fire......

By the time the night sun had consumed a hundred sycamore leaves, the flames had already wrapped the entire arm, blazing, and the temperature was extremely hot, not much better than the sea of fire outside, and the power of the rules had reached one-tenth.

He was about to continue picking sycamore leaves, but suddenly felt someone poking him in the back, and he didn't look back: "Don't make trouble, you're busy!"

"That man" pulled him twice, and he shouted impatiently: "Don't make trouble, you still make trouble!"

The next moment, his eyes widened, and he reacted, where else was there here, and when he looked back in horror, he saw countless thick roots waving behind him, like pythons stretching dangerously.

His Royal Highness's heart was startled, his little heart was pounding, and he immediately said with a smile: "Brothers, junior brother will leave immediately, don't be angry, everyone is a civilized person." ”

But now that he confessed, it seemed to be too late, and a dozen arm-thick roots directly wrapped around him, ignoring his frightened screams, and with a vigorous flick, he disappeared at the end of the road.