Zhou Yan did not leave this place, but directly refined the souls of one monk after another here.

The realms of these monks are all around the ninth level of the Ning Dan Realm, and they have cultivated a unique inner Dan.

In Zhou Yan's view, this kind of inner pill is the prototype of the so-called soul, that is, the initial form of the sword soul, but because the rules are different, the embodiment is different.

But don't drag the general, and don't care.

After stripping off the souls of thirty black-robed monks one after another and devouring their memories, Zhou Yan also felt quite tired.

This feeling is not good, after all, he only relies on a little residual strength to do many means.

And this kind of power, if you want to pay attention to the future, if you want to kill back the Emperor Soul Clan in the future, then you need to give the human skin and body a certain foundation.

After working hard for life after life, I found my body and my original body, which may be an irony, but it is also a new life.

If you don't give up, no matter how far you go, you will eventually come to an end.

Zhou Yan sighed lightly, and then he consumed the few wisps of holy soul qi that he had stripped out, and began to refine the energy he had devoured, as well as these refining energies, all into his physical body.

Subsequently, Zhou Yan searched for a lot of Qiankun rings from the bodies of these soul people, gathered them all together, and used his soul power to refine a very ordinary-looking Qiankun ring.

After having the Qiankun ring, Zhou Yan took out the remaining wisp of skull from the crystal coffin, and used some of the power he could still use, combined with the few materials in his hand, to polish a crystal bone sword with an average material.

After that, Zhou Yan used the swords after the death of those black-robed soul people to refine them at will and refine a set of wind spirit dust armor.

After these were done, Zhou Yan's soul qi seemed to have attracted the attention of the rules of heaven and earth, and there were already bursts of dark clouds that began to converge, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and began to converge on the top of Zhou Yan's head.

Zhou Yan sighed, the last breath of the Holy Spirit, although quite unwilling, could only escape into the physical body and complete the final fit with the physical body.

At that moment, Zhou Yan's withered body seemed to glow with peerless vitality, like a dead tree in spring, and immediately rejuvenated.

This change is absolutely shocking.

But the realm of the Holy Spirit Evil Venerable, even if it is a wisp of fire-like energy, is enough to shock the world, although Zhou Yan's physical body is extremely good, and at the same time, Zhou Yan's foundation has dried up for too long and too long, but under the nourishment of this wisp of energy, Zhou Yan is still rejuvenated and has reached the pinnacle of his life.

Sixteen years old, just coming of age.

He is terrifyingly young, and the qi and blood in his body are as rich as an abyss.

Under this fit, Zhou Yan's soul is no longer so strong, just like a new life after re-transformation, the www.biquge.info of Biqu Pavilion is extremely high, but the realm has disappeared temporarily.

However, Zhou Yan already knew this, and he was not disappointed.

Because of the understanding of the rules of this world, Zhou Yan's soul has transformed, and all of his physical body has been transformed, and his physical body is almost as powerful as a monk in the Void Soul Realm.

Moreover, Zhou Yan didn't cultivate, and he only devoured more than thirty cultivators of the Ning Dan Realm, but even if Zhou Yan didn't cultivate now, his realm had the level of the Soul Condensing Realm, and he only needed to cultivate this realm.

Soul transformation, Zhou Yan naturally reached the standard of the Soul Condensing Realm.

After the condensation realm is the condensing yuan realm, the condensing pill realm, the breaking pill realm, and the condensing soul realm.

Each realm has a ninefold level.

The Holy Sons of those so-called 'Holy Land's realms are only about one to five in the Soul Condensing Realm, and there don't seem to be many in the Void Soul Realm, and the monks who have the Soul Spring are even rarer.

The rest, in many ways, is the same as the Burial Sword Ancestor Star in the past.

Time passed, and who rebuilt the Burial Sword Ancestral Star?

Or, did he Zhou Yan really die in the Ten Thousand Ghost Sword Shrine? So how can you judge whether the matter of the Emperor Soul Clan is true or false?

Zhou Yan has a huge secret in his heart, but in this life, no one knows that he is him, and no one knows.

Except for Li Ran.

However, Li Ran's helplessness, Zhou Yan has already understood and already knew.

Therefore, killing back is Zhou Yan's only purpose now.

Zhou Yan is rejuvenated, his skin is as soft and smooth as a baby, like clotted fat, even women will be jealous when they see it.

But these are nothing to him.

Zhou Yan used the crystal bone sword to shave off his half-meter-long beard and the long hair that was like a weed at first, but now it was as black as a waterfall.

Long hair, just a shawl, and then Zhou Yan tied it up with a crystal ribbon, and he carried the crystal sword around his waist, then turned around and slapped it out with one palm.

The stone tablet of the barren mound had turned into a piece of powder and was beaten into the ground.

The barren mound became a flat land.

Zhou Yan quietly walked forward, the coldness and desolation between heaven and earth were the same as in the past.

It seems that many scenes in the past, like the past, have not changed much.

But 134,000 years have passed.

So, after so long, are those red faces still there?

Yan Yan, Sisi, Houchen, Liu Haoxin, Zhou Gucheng, Zhou Lingyi, Qianluoshui, Fei Ya and Su Xin, Fu Yun Linglong Xianyin, are they all okay?

Perhaps, only in the future, will I miss the past incomparably.

And people, only from that high position to fall into the mortal world, will they understand the taste of longing and concern.

Zhou Yan sighed, and then the whole person became extremely calm, he restrained the peerless temperament of the emperor, and made himself as ordinary as possible.

His Tao is basically useless in this world today, but the Tao itself has not changed much, and after appropriate corrections, it can adapt to the rules of this world.

After one day of detachment, this rule can be used again.

Zhou Yan traveled nearly two thousand meters, step by step, not fast, but with each step, he could cross a distance of several meters.

After coming to a very ordinary hilly place, Zhou Yan stopped here, and then his eyes looked at this hilly place, and the whole person froze here, no longer moving forward.

After another moment, Zhou Yan took out his long sword from his waist, and then slashed towards the hilly land.

He didn't exert any power, because any power he used would only destroy the structure here.

Here, there's a little bit of meta-magnetic aurora.

Here, there are also broken twelve-element magneto-optical pillars.

If it is still the same as in the past, then after the 12-element magneto-optical pillar is broken, there are still some good materials in it.

In the past, Zhou Yan couldn't look down on these materials, but now, even if it's just a little benefit, you can take advantage of it.

The Yuan Magnetic Aurora, combined with the technique of changing Nirvana and rebirth, can perfect this powerful means of restoration.

With such means, we can at least have more guarantees in the future.

Zhou Yan took out the sword, and the layers of dust on the ground flew up with a sword, flew up in parallel, and then flew quietly to the side.

Ordinary swordsmanship, ordinary means, but with such miraculous means.

Soon, when Zhou Yan was about to cut through the hill and reveal a little clue inside, not far from the void, a flying boat pulled by a Pegasus beast flew over.

On the flying boat, there were three women in white dresses sitting quietly, and two handsome young men were standing with their hands behind their backs, about to fly by.

However, when the flying boat reached a place not far above Zhou Yan's head, it suddenly stopped.

Then, one of the young men holding a folding fan said proudly: "Here, we have taken a fancy to the Yunshan Holy Land, get out!"

The young man spoke, a pair of cold eyes shooting murderous intent.

A wave of mighty soul pressure suddenly came to the surface.

Zhou Yan didn't even look at the man, the sword in his hand was still slashing, and layers of dust from the hills flew up, quietly flying to the side, accumulating a lonely mountain on the flat ground on one side.

"Hmm, little miscellaneous fish, can you hear my words from Zuo Lengfeng? I don't even have a realm, I dare to be presumptuous here? Why don't you get out of here?!"

Under the man's words, he thought that Zhou Yan would run away, but he didn't want the other party to hear it at all.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but raise his voice and scolded coldly.

This time, the pressure of his soul qi was even stronger, and he was even about to touch Zhou Yan's body.

The sword in Zhou Yan's hand paused for a moment, then raised his head lightly and looked at the flying boat.

At that moment, Zhou Yan's gaze was as cold as an abyss.

Under such eyes, the man holding the folding fan couldn't help but take a step back, and his heart palpitated.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

At this time, the three women on the flying boat all showed a little moved.

"Young man, which sect are you a disciple of? We have been looking for this place for a long time, and we have finally found it, so you better get out of the way quickly, so as not to lose your life unnecessarily. ”

Among the three women, one of the more beautiful women said.

Zhou Yan's eyes fell on the woman's face.

Her appearance, in Zhou Yan's opinion, can only be regarded as mediocre.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is an extremely beautiful fairy.

However, Zhou Yan has seen so many real fairies and holy spirits, such a woman, in his eyes, is not an ant.

Although, the realm of these monks is much higher than that of the black-robed youth, and they have enough of a realm of about the soul condensing realm, and they should be regarded as quite famous figures.

But in Zhou Yan's eyes, this is really nothing.

Zhou Yan stared at the five people and said, "If you don't want to die, just leave." I'll just say it once. ”

Zhou Yan's voice was very calm, and his attitude was also very calm, so calm that once he made a move, it seemed to be to the point where blood stained the sky.

"Hmm? Hahahahahaha, what are you? Do you dare to be the enemy of our Yunshan Holy Land? Do you know who these three fairies are? They are the personal maids elected by the Yunshan Holy Maiden of the Yunshan Holy Land, and I, Zuo Lengfeng, have a background that you can't even imagine?

Zhou Yan said calmly: "I am Zhou Yan." ”

"Zhou Yan, what is Zhou Yan, I haven't heard of it!"

"Zhou Yan, is there such a number one person in this world? Could it be some new self-righteous genius?"

"Genius, I've seen a lot of them, but most of them are dead. ”

The man in white beside Zuo Lengfeng, and another woman in white, said with a chuckle.

It seemed that such words were like the funny jokes they heard.

Zhou Yan raised his head and locked his eyes on the flying boat.

He didn't want to worry too much about juniors.

But Zhou Yan knows that today's storage zài, he also started from the beginning, the heart of the king, how can it be blasphemous?R1148