"Dayu Ascension Yang Array, up!"

At this moment, Xuancheng Daoist struck another money sword, and in the underground, a circular red pattern rose into the air.

The pattern was like a blazing sun in the sky, and where the blazing light passed, the invisible but ubiquitous cold air suddenly disappeared.

Originally, everyone felt as if they were in the ice warehouse in single clothes for 39 days, but at this moment, the cold dissipated, like a spring blossom, and the whole body was warm and indescribably comfortable.

"Good means!"

"Immortal art, it's really immortal!"

"Congratulations to the lord on his upcoming immortal success!"

......

The overjoyed Bixiao warrior let out a congratulatory voice.

Xuancheng Daoren nodded.

Although the heart of the demon king contains powerful and incomparable power, it also contains a monstrous demonic aura, and the most yin and cold aura. The human race and the demon race have different physiques and incompatible strengths. In order to successfully graft, it is necessary to get rid of the demonic energy and cold energy, and only pure energy is left before it can be absorbed by the human body.

Back then, Patriarch Jiaye was unable to completely kill the demon heart of the demon king Huang Kai, so he poured his power into the underground tomb to build the Soul Exorcism Demon Array and the Great Cultivation Ascension Yang Array.

The former is to completely kill the demon king Huang Kai's demonic qi, and the latter is to dissolve the indissolvable cold qi that permeates the demonic qi, so as not to affect the ordinary people living around.

The big array that Yunyin Gate will come to bless every hundred years is precisely these two formations.

The original purpose was to let the power of the demon king's body gradually decompose, and finally dissipate into nothingness. But I never thought that I could achieve today's Xuancheng Daoist and Zhao Yuanqi.

Coupled with the method of dismantling the heart of the demon king that Xuancheng Daoist has carefully studied for hundreds of years, he can already begin to complete this grafting technique.

Thinking that the demon king Huang Kai's all-encompassing demonic power was about to be transferred to himself, Zhao Yuanqi showed an unconcealable look of ecstasy and greed on his face.

At this time, the heart particles of the Thousands of Demon Kings that had been purified by the two large arrays had changed from a red color to a color that was gradually approaching colorless and transparent, and the volume had shrunk a lot, leaving only the size of a baby's head.

However, a few wisps of black qi that emerged from it from time to time, and the dark aura that was vague and vague, showed that the purification of the power of the demon king's heart was not so thorough.

Zhao Yuanqi understood that the probability of successful grafting mentioned by Xuancheng Daoist actually refers to the purification degree of the power of the demon king, and the higher the degree of purification, the higher the success rate. If it can be completely purified, then through the exclusive method of Xuancheng Daoist, the success rate can be called almost 100%.

"Let's start!" At this time, Zhao Yuanqi's gaze looked at the three hundred Bixiao Warriors under the altar.

"Yes!" shouted the three hundred in unison.

The remaining power of the Demon King's Heart will need these three hundred people to further purify.

Zhao Yuanqi glanced at Xuancheng Daoren, and at the same time as the latter nodded, a palm-sized reincarnation disk in his hand flew into the sky. Faintly, there was a flicker of light in the rune above, and then it gradually grew in size in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally became a full zhang in size.

A spell in the hand of the Xuancheng Daoist was played, and suddenly the rune light on the reincarnation disk accelerated, and three hundred white pillars of light radiated out, shining on the three hundred Bixiao warriors standing below.

Seeing this, where did the three hundred people dare to slack off, while sitting on the ground, according to the method taught to them by the Xuancheng Daoist in advance, the magic tricks in their hands were played again and again, and at the same time, they refined the supreme yang qi in their bodies.

Zhao Yuanqi told them that before grafting, they needed to refine some of the Yang Qi in their bodies and promised that it would not have any effect on their bodies. Although they didn't fully believe Zhao Yuanqi's words, they didn't dare to disobey the young master's orders.

Thinking that they were sent by the old master after all, I thought that the young master would not dare to really harm their lives. So after thinking about it, the three hundred Bixiao warriors did not resist much, so they did as Zhao Yuanqi ordered.

At the same time that the three hundred people released the Yang Qi in their bodies little by little, the original white pillars of light that shrouded their bodies and emanated from the reincarnation disk faintly showed wisps of golden luster.

The golden light is absorbed by the reincarnation disk, projected... When it came to the energy particles of the Demon King's Heart, wisps of black smoke were suddenly eliminated, the dark aura was purified, and the power of the Demon King's Heart was purified again.

The look of ecstasy on Zhao Yuanqi's face was even worse.

"Huh?"

At this moment, suddenly Xuancheng Daoist was surprised, Zhao Yuanqi's face also changed slightly, and the two of them looked at the smooth wall in front of the altar.

I saw that on the originally empty wall, a dynamic image suddenly appeared, which was the image of Li Yanzhi, Xuanyangzi, Qin Yu and Bao Jin, driving the Great Dao Demon Suppression Sword to the entrance of the Demon King's tomb.

"How did they find here?"

Zhao Yuanqi and Xuancheng Daoren both had this doubt in their hearts.

"Don't worry about the lord, I'll deal with them, no matter what, I can't let them ruin the lord's graft... Law. Xuan Cheng Daoren's face was resolute. This is his life's work, and no one can disturb him.

As he spoke, Xuancheng Daoist sat upright on the altar as if a big tree had taken root, and the money sword in his hand was swung out one after another, and three colorless swords disappeared into the air in an instant like a river and a sea.

Here, Li Yanzhi took Xuanyangzi and Qin Yu to the door of the tomb of the Yinshan Demon King.

Looking at the top of the tomb, the sky-high demonic qi that was rolling and scattering, and the diffuse cold aura that could not be dissolved, Xuanyangzi's face was solemn.

"Could it be that Xuan Chengzi really has developed a way to graft demonic power onto people?" Xuan Yangzi wondered in his heart, unbelievable.

The two forces are difficult to fuse, which has been the same truth for thousands of years. He couldn't understand why his junior brother had devoted his life's work to the side door.

With a sigh, Xuanyangzi put away his sword. The four of them walked into the tomb of the demon king.

In the tomb, the twenty or thirty corpses of the big demon in the corner are still placed there. Allowed to fluctuate over time, they seem to remain the same.

Coming here again, Li Yanzhi is very familiar with it. Following the white light in front of him, which indicated the heart of the demon king, he guided the three of them to the corridor on the left side of the tomb.

It was here that day, and the blue-faced man chased after him, wanting to put him to death. Along the way, there are all kinds of traps and dangers, and I have seen a lot of hellish ghost king vines.

When he mentioned the mechanism here, Li Yanzhi had a headache - it wasn't that he couldn't dismantle it, but he was afraid that it would be too late.

"Boy, what do you want? Don't forget, this Demon King Tomb was built by our Yunyin Gate, I dare to say that there is no one more familiar with the mechanism here, I am afraid that this mechanism will do much!" At this time, seeing Li Yanzhi standing in front of Yongdao, he didn't move forward for a long time, just looked at the ground vigorously, with a tangled look, Xuanyangzi suddenly understood what he was thinking, and laughed.