When heaven and earth are together, when heroes are not free. As the protagonist of heaven and earth, every move in his life carries the inexplicable power of heaven and earth fate.

Half a year ago, after accepting Han Li as a personal disciple, Han Li actually took the initiative to intercede for Zhang Tie.

Yang Yanhan felt that it didn't matter, so he also took the iron and taught him kung fu, which was naturally Mo Juren's masterpiece, the Silver Demon Hand.

And after a year of hard cultivation, Han Li had finally succeeded in cultivating the first layer of this Changchun Sutra. Since then, he has taken the first step to become an immortal cultivator.

However, from that day on, Yang Yanhan became more and more immersed in research, until this day, the power of fate suddenly changed dramatically.

The first thing to change was the Candlelight Pupil, a meditation method that was blessed by the huge power of fate, and soon, it began to work wildly.

In the sea of consciousness, Yang Yanhan's spiritual power was like a stream rushing, roaring and gradually growing. At the same time, the three models of sorcery such as the Eye of Dantarin, the Domination of Wallec, and the Thousand Faces of Asmodes, which are broken, have undergone an astonishing metamorphosis under the impetus of the Candlelight Pupil.

thought that Yang Yanhan had used his room as a forbidden place for a long time, and it was strictly forbidden for other people to enter without authorization, so at this time, Yang Yanhan let out a low roar like a beast.

The whole person instantly swelled out a few circles, recovering the body form of the little cowardly demon.

The advancement of a wizard usually requires a large amount of burning the life force in his own **, so as to generate a huge amount of spiritual power to ensure advancement.

Bloodline wizard is a branch of wizards that came into being to solve this problem.

It's just that for Yang Yanhan, this surge of fate power far exceeded his expectations, and there was no need to burn life force as a supplement at all, and the huge amount of spiritual power generated by the Candlelight Pupil Meditation Method under the action of the power of fate had already filled Yang Yanhan's sea of consciousness.

At this time, in Yang Yanhan's sea of consciousness, there was a faint mist everywhere.

Above a huge terrifying eyeball, countless faces became clearer and clearer, and their expressions became richer and richer, joy, anger and sorrow. Sadness, pain, tangling, numbness. You can think of any expression, you can find it in it.

And in those faces, in everyone's eyes, suddenly some faint faces began to appear. It's like an endless eye of Dantarin, and no one knows where the end is.

Meantime. A young man with a strange face and riding a two-headed monster dragon is also changing strangely. Except for the face, the rest of the boy's body has begun to change towards the form of a little coward.

And the two-headed monster dragon sitting down, a pair of dragon eyes flashed with a breathtaking and eerie luster. On the dragon's body, scales that seem to be carrying flames continue to grow, giving people a strange feeling of burning everything.

And in the end, the Thousand Faces of Asmodeus form an eerie human form with an extremely vague face. As pieces of spiritual power poured into it, the whole human form was like a mist surging, and countless human forms were constantly combined.

At this moment, Yang Yanhan suddenly felt as if he had a dream. In a trance, he seemed to turn into a weak soul, floating in the endless void.

In this way, I don't know the years, I don't know the distance, one day, I suddenly saw a long river. Gray, no head in sight, no tail in sight, not a trace of wind and waves. It seems to be flowing and still.

However, I inexplicably have a sense of closeness to this long river. This feeling is like a mother's embrace.

An inexplicable suction force from the river. Coupled with his heavy soul, in a moment of effort, Yang Yanhan felt that his body sank into the endless long river.

Warm, although the river water did not seem to have any temperature on his body, Yang Yanhan still felt the warm breath from it.

Although the river water could not withstand a trace of waves, it suddenly blew Yang Yanhan's soul to the shore. Drowsiness. The irresistible drowsiness hit Yang Yanhan's heart.

I don't know how long I slept this time, I don't know how many years.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dark, and when I tried to get up, I realized that I seemed to be trapped in an enclosed space.

At this time, Yang Yanhan suddenly found that he had turned into a strange worm with a single horn.

Driven by instinct in his heart, Yang Yanhan, who had just broken out of the shell, devoured all the broken shells around him, and then went crazy towards the other eggshells around the riverbank.

The viscous liquid and red flesh filled the hungry stomach, and even the depths of the soul came with a feeling of satisfaction.

Here, natural selection, survival of the fittest, and the advantages of the forerunners are infinitely magnified. The strong become stronger, and the weak, only die, and become food for the strong.

Yang Yanhan couldn't remember how many eggshells there were, and how many of the same worms served the delicacy in his mouth. It's just that, in a trance, he felt a feeling of fullness coming from his stomach again.

The scarlet cocoon reappeared, but this time, Yang Yanhan did not fall asleep. It's just that Yang Yanhan, who was in it, clearly felt bursts of sharp pain coming from all over his body.

The horns on his forehead were gradually elongated, and the limbs that had grown into sharp claws, and the soles of his feet that had already carried flames. The tail behind him is as strong as a whip, and May Day is no longer showing Yang Yanhan's transformation.

The moment he broke through the scarlet cocoon was also the moment when Yang Yanhan's consciousness woke up from the trance of the sea of consciousness. But in the deepest part of his soul, Yang Yanhan heard a voice from afar without any emotion, but distant, deep, and irresistible: "Your real name, Barr. Agareth. Vashak. Samikina. Malba. Warriff ...... Raymond Guyton. Yang Yanhan! ”

In the hut, Yang Yanhan, who stood up, suddenly flashed a scarlet luster in his eyes. Then, on top of the two sharp claws, blood-colored flames were suddenly filled.

"Sure enough, only by officially becoming a wizard can you stimulate the spell-casting ability in the demonic bloodline!"

The three witchcraft models of Dantarin's Eye, Wallek's Domination, and Asmodeus's Thousand Faces were finally completely integrated with Yang Yanhan's soul after they were advanced. After becoming Yang Yanhan's innate witchcraft, not only did the spell casting consumption be reduced to a very small level, but many mysteries that could not be cast during the wizard's apprenticeship were also revealed one by one at this time.

Moreover, after becoming an official wizard, Yang Yanhan can build more ordinary witchcraft models, which is really a huge improvement in combat power.

In addition, at this time, Yang Yanhan could easily feel that the Astral Gate in the depths of his soul now had a very important function, positioning. (To be continued.) )