Just! The terrifying momentum displayed by the Pengfa people still left a mark of fear in Yan San's heart.

That's not the evil energy that humans should have.

However, it was ingested by the Pengfa people and used the Tao to display it.

Yan San recalled that terrifying and painful consciousness torment, and he couldn't help but tremble.

The most powerful thing about that evil energy is not its Dao method lethality, but its cannibalization of the consciousness body.

It was like a corrosive force of consciousness, which made Yan San's heart almost fail. If it weren't for his cultivation of dream arts, he forcibly escaped from the cannibalizing consciousness spirit realm with his dreams. He may have become a puppet controlled by others.

Consciousness devouring!

This is Yan San's first experience.

That kind of nightmare-like experience made Yan San really unable to make up his mind and continue to provoke this demon king from time to time.

But in the face of that guy full of mysteries, he couldn't help but be curious in his heart, especially since this matter may also be related to the life and death of the entire Quartet clan.

In order to figure out all this, Yan San leaned out of the gradient and cautiously floated down.

Now he had to approach the Demon King even more carefully, for fear of accidentally provoking him and suffering another consciousness attack.

A trace of the power of the main god in his body turned into a rope of the void, and he slowly sank.

Entering the gradient from the void to the realm is not a change of distance, but more like a change of perspective, first the material form presents a ghostly spiral, almost everything is like an infinite loop of spirals, and several of them are intricately entangled, like a three-dimensional abstract painting.

At this time, there seems to be a huge spiral-shaped vortex in the body of the fluffy man, in which four colors are constantly stirring, and each time the momentum on the fluffy man will show a deliberate state.

If you see it for the first time, you will definitely be stuck in it and unable to extricate yourself.

Yan San had long been accustomed to this kind of perspective, and now he could easily switch between the quaternary perspective almost freely, and he could also restore it into a ternary material entity.

All this is also thanks to the experience in his beauty scroll, thinking of the beauty scroll, Yan San felt sorry for the beauty in his heart, since the last time he experienced the disaster of the picture scroll, and the experience of the beauty being taken away. He fell into deep self-blame, if he hadn't insisted repeatedly, he wouldn't have let the beauty suffer from the corrosion of the earth's cracked qi, and now whether it was Mu Yiyi or the beauty, they really became the people in the painting, Yan San tried to summon them hundreds of times, but he still couldn't wake them up.

Yan San also asked Shizun about this, but he was also at a loss. In the end, it was Lao Xiao Tou who said that Yan San was in shape, hoping that he could restore the beauty with the help of the Yuan Shen creature. However, after the primordial spirit creature fused with him, it seemed that the autonomous consciousness disappeared, so that Yan San could not wake it up at all.

Thinking of this, Yan San couldn't help but stroke the ghost mirror on his chest with his hand a little sadly, and unconsciously he forgot to control the falling speed, so that he was dragged by a powerful gradient coercion, falling vertically, and the entire material world was like a huge whirlpool, engulfing him in one gulp.

When Yan San regained his senses, he had already appeared inside the gradient.

At this moment, the unkempt Demon King, who was still roaring around in the gradient, finally woke up, he stared at the red eyes, and suddenly turned around, staring at the spiral void of the gradient.

Whew!

A piercing beast roar penetrated several spirals and clearly entered Yan San's ears.

Yan San shuddered, he wanted to fly up from the gradient and leave, but it was still too late.

His whereabouts have been revealed, and he is still locked by a Dao momentum. Now, even if he exerts the power of the main god to forcibly break through the void, he will be counterattacked by his Dao method.

Yan San decisively gave up the idea of breaking the void, and turned around and shuttled towards another spiral.

Just as he left the gradient, he saw the fluffy man rushing into the gradient like a tiger, tearing the gradient spirals with both hands, causing chaos to turn into chaos in an instant. It's like a mess of tangled together.

Yan San continued to break through the void, shuttling rapidly within the gradient. He quickly disappeared into another gradient.

However, he still couldn't escape from the Fluffy Humane Law Lock, so the moment he drilled into the spiral body, the Fluffy Man also jumped up from the original spiral body, and his body was like a huge goshawk, falling quickly in the gradient and falling headlong into the spiral body.

Yan San immediately ascended, and at this time he could already see the bloody eyes and demon eyes of the fluffy man.

It's just that he is not in the mood to appreciate these now, and immediately continues to shuttle through the spirals, and now only with the help of these spirals can he temporarily avoid the bombardment of the Pengfa people.

Rumble!

It was another Dao fluctuation, and the entire gradient was shaking violently.

One of the fluffy claws had already penetrated the spiral body, trying to catch Yan San hidden inside the spiral.

For Yan San's Void Energy Technique, Pengfa Man also seemed to have a headache, and as soon as he came up, he tried every means to trap Yan San. Makes it impossible for him to cast Void Magic.

Those five sharp nails, after cutting off countless spatial folding spirals, grabbed straight towards Yan San's chest.

Seeing those green, extremely vicious nails stabbing at his chest, Yan San's body shook, and his left hand quickly picked up a sword mark.

Then, dozens of layers of sword curtains permeated in front of him, forming a wall of sword curtains.

Click!

The claws made a piercing sound at the moment when the sword curtain met.

And the rotten and foul-smelling liquid flowed down from the cracks of his slender nails, turning into smoke in an instant, with a highly toxic and corrosive aura, corroding the entire spiral body to black.

Then the fluffy man tugged hard, and the whole person broke in from the charred black spiral. A pair of red eyes stared at Yan San, for fear that he would run away again.

At this time, Yan San really wanted to escape, but he still didn't do it. He pretended to be calm and stepped forward, then clenched his fist at Pengfa and asked, "Who are you?" You killed all those Confederate troops? ”。

Hey!

The unkempt man didn't answer, but a sinister sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He continued to walk step by step towards the inside of the spiral.

He still held a fresh skull in the palm of his left hand, and as he walked, he stretched out his scarlet tongue and stabbed deep into the skull, sucking in heavily.

He was so rude that he made the milky white sauce run around, and seeing this scene, Yan San almost didn't squirt out the acid water in his stomach.

At this time, the Pengfa man raised his head slightly, staring at Yan San with fierce eyes, as if admiring his masterpiece.

For this reason, he deliberately sucked a piece of milky white that was still intact out of his mouth and bit it hard, showing the picture of juice splashing to the fullest.

After vomiting a few times, Yan San's lower abdomen had already been emptied and he couldn't vomit anything anymore. He hurriedly stopped the urge to vomit, turned around and wrapped a rope around his lower abdomen, and then, striding forward, slashed at Pengfa with a broken sword trick.

Since he can't get an answer from his mouth, he must break through the blockade and escape from here.

However, Pengfa Man seemed to have expected him to do this, and with a wave of his arms, the entire gradient was filled with an inexplicable energy in an instant, and then a sharp tingling sensation came from Yan San's mind within the gradient.

After that, Yan San produced a series of strange hallucinatory images, in which his memories were being devoured.

Dream Blinding.

Yan San cried out in extreme pain, and then a silver-white circle of light appeared on his eyebrows, and then he sealed his heart with a dream technique.

Although his heart will not be eroded, his consciousness is still being attacked by that terrifying consciousness.

It made Yan San's expression a little decadent, and even a little shaky, and his body was unstable.

Seeing Yan San's appearance as if he was drunk, the corners of the unkempt haired man on the opposite side showed a smug sneer. Then he threw the skull out of his hand. Then a pair of greedy and bloody eyes stared at Yan San's head and said with a smile: "Boy, your soul consciousness must be a hundred times stronger than all of them, with your soul consciousness, Lao Tzu can advance to the level of the Spirit Devouring Dafa."

Soul Devouring Dafa? Yan San had never heard of this kind of exercise, but he had looked through all the investigations in the Intelligence Department about the Void Continent, covering almost all the family exercises and secrets, but in his memory, there was no family that cultivated the Spirit Devouring Dafa.

Isn't he a person who has stepped on the Void Continent? It also comes from a super-dimensional civilization. After experiencing the Divine Tomb, Yan San had no surprise about the existence of the super plane civilization for a long time.

However, this person had an aura that Yan San was very familiar with, making Yan San wander.

Just when Yan San fell into thought, Pengfa was already approaching step by step. His pair of sharp claws couldn't wait to gesture towards Yan San's head.

Seeing the Pengfa man stretching out his slender red tongue and rushing at his sweets, Yan San's desire to vomit that had just been suppressed poured out again.

This time, Yan San did not refrain from restraining, but sprayed a breath mixed with vomit towards Pengfa Ren, and he took the opportunity to break through an energy seal and escape.

But to Yan San's surprise, the unkempt man didn't hide from the filth he spewed, until he splashed on his face, he actually used his tongue to eat a sweet tooth and continued to approach Yan San.

M's! Yan San gritted his teeth fiercely and cursed: "You like, Lao Tzu still has a lot of them, eat you to death."

He jumped to his feet, shook his hand, and the remnant sword technique unfolded again.

Although Yan San was not sure to break through the energy seal, he didn't want to be caught.

With a wave of his arm, the remnant sword technique turned into a sword qi and rushed straight towards the chest of the Pengfa man.

This time, Yan San barely had any hands left, and poured all the Dao methods of his whole body into the remnant sword, even if the Pengfa people were cruel and tyrannical, they still didn't dare to resist with their bodies.

At this moment, the shape of the fluffy man flickered, and a dragon mark flew out of his body, and then the dragon mark gradually grew, forming a huge dragon head.

Great Dragon Seal!

Yan San only glanced at it and recognized the origin of this thing. It is the great dragon seal of the Hualong clan.

The Great Dragon Seal is a sacred relic of the Hualong Clan, and it is not easy to show it, even the elders of low-dimensional foreign clans cannot easily open it.

Now that this thing appeared in the hands of Pengfa people, based on this, Yan San could conclude that it must be a member of the Hualong clan, and his identity was still that kind of noble clan.

As soon as he thought of this, Yan San immediately corresponded Hua Long's identity tasks one by one in his mind before staring at the young man opposite in shock.

"Are you the son of Hualong?" If he hadn't seen Hualong Gongzi with his own eyes before, he would never have recognized him with his honor at this time.

Yan San's abrupt words immediately shocked the whole person of Pengfa, and then he tidied up his unkempt hair, revealing that young cheeks, but this face has become extremely cold, without human blood, which is completely different from the Hualong Gongzi in Yan San's impression.

But his eyes, and his pride, were exactly the same.

Hualong Gongzi stared at Yan San with vicious eyes, and then laughed wildly and said: "Sifang Clan, I saw you in the Sifang Clan that day, but at that time, my son was weak and was ravaged by you, but now you are just a prisoner of my son."

Yan San didn't want to argue with him, since his identity was confirmed, he didn't need to stay any longer.

Now he must find a way to disturb the other party's mind before he can find a chance to escape. So he tried to provoke the other party and said: "Hualong Gongzi, a big family son in Tang and Tang, is now reduced to this, it's a pity, it seems that the outside world rumors that you are sick are true, and the illness is not light, and it has developed to the point of eating human brains raw."

Originally, this was just Yan San's fabrication, but he didn't expect to poke the weakness of the Chinese Dragon Prince, he was indeed rumored to have madness in the Hualong clan, and he was punished and confined by the elders of the family, which made this kind of rumor spread.

As a result, Hualong Gongzi roared with extreme anger and said, "Shut up, this prince will devour your soul now, and let you understand the power of this master's soul devouring Dafa?" ”。

"Spirit Devouring Dafa? When did the Hualong clan have this evil technique? Could it be that your Hualong clan no longer cultivates the dragon seal to absorb dragon qi and eats human brains instead" Yan San continued to stimulate him with fierce words.

This trick really worked, and Hualong Gongzi's eyes became even redder, as if he was about to spurt blood. As he jumped up, the terrifying evil spirit momentum in his body rapidly expanded, almost dense and indissolvable.

Seeing Hualong Gongzi's blood claw attack falling, Yan San's face showed a deceitful sneer, and at this moment, his figure flickered, and the figure disappeared out of thin air.

Hualong Gongzi grabbed the air and wanted to turn around to chase it, but a spatial crack appeared under his body.

Then Yan San's figure flashed and disappeared.

When Hualong Gongzi turned over and fell, the crack was also healed.

It's empty again.

Hualong Gongzi roared angrily, his bloody claws tearing the entire gradient spiral to pieces.

But where is Yan San's figure.

After Hualong Gongzi finally vented, he withdrew his palm and stared at the high-dimensional fragment below the gradient.

The corners of his mouth flashed a cruel sneer and said: "Master, if you don't teach me the Sword Infant Condensing Yuan Technique, then the disciple can only practice the Spirit Devouring Dafa, and I don't know which of you and I have to cultivate faster."

As he spoke, Hualong Gongzi turned around, and his figure rushed into the gradient like a ghost.

In another gradient.

A white-bearded Taoist man, with his knees on the ground, was cultivating the Sword Infant Ning Yuan.

He was seriously injured this time, so much so that the Ning Yuan in his body looked like it was collapsing.

(End of chapter)