Ye Qiyan raised his eyebrows, with a strange smile on his mouth, and Sikong Fei was stunned for a while. He knows what kind of goods Ye Qiyan is, and he definitely can't hold back a good fart.

Suddenly, he was a little vigilant and took two steps back and said, "Ye Xiaoqi, what do you want to do." Looking at Ye Qiyan's smile, he was always a little apprehensive inexplicably.

Ye Qiyan smiled and said, "Hmph, clean you up." As he spoke, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then a deep purple color appeared in his eyes again, and the momentum on his body changed, and suddenly a powerful demonic qi exploded.

Ye Qiyan pointed to his eyebrows, his fingers slowly dragged out, and with the movement of his fingers, a purple light appeared from his hand, and then a huge coercion filled the entire cave.

A flash of horror flashed in Sikong Fei's eyes, and he immediately jumped backwards, jumped directly onto the wall of the stone cave and stuck it on it and exclaimed: "Ouch, Ye Xiaoqi, you are really playing." ”

"Everyone is a brother, and if you have something to say, how bad it is to use a knife and a gun if you don't agree with each other. ”

"Xiao Qi, let's have a good chat, don't be impulsive. ”

"Knives and guns have no eyes, you must be careful. ”

"Don't go off, don't go off......"

Sikong Fei looked at the palm-sized magic knife in Ye Qiyan's hand with a cold sweat on his face, which was tattooed with countless rune carvings, which was terrifying.

Especially the hideous head like a dragon's head on the handle of the knife, flashing with a strange purple light, shocking the soul and almost making Sikong Fei fall into a panic immediately.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha......"

Ye Qiyan's unscrupulous laughter came aloud, and the knife was held in his hand, without a trace of horror leaking out, just like a toy in the hands of a child, unremarkable.

"I don't believe I can't cure you. Is your little seventh brother also a threat you can threaten?Sample~~" Ye Qiyan couldn't help laughing when he looked at Sikong Fei with a frightened face, his face was full of smiles, and even tears couldn't help but flow in his eyes.

Sikong Fei's expression was too funny, his clothes were a little messy, his face was pale, his hair was scattered, and he looked like he had been caught cheating.

Sikong Fei also reacted, but he was still a little surprised when he looked at the little magic knife in Ye Qiyan's hand.

After all, he had seen the power of this knife a few days ago, and with just one knife from Ye Qiyan, he had completely destroyed a powerhouse at the peak of the Divine Wheel Realm and everything within a radius of dozens of miles.

At that time, Ye Qiyan fell into a coma, and he didn't know what it was like outside the gate of Qingyue City after the knife, but he remembered it clearly.

The Qingyue City Lord was cut into ashes, and Cangluan and the Tianlong Prince used life-saving means, but they didn't seem to stop it, and even at this moment, life and death were unknown.

That kind of knife can almost be said to be devastating, and there is nothing left in his hands.

Just now, he looked at Ye Qiyan's gesture as if he had summoned a magic knife that day, and he thought that Ye Qiyan was crazy, and he was directly scared enough. Because the impression left on him by that knife was too deep.

Ye Qiyan was still laughing at Sikong Fei's appearance, and hurriedly said, "Okay Sikong, come down quickly." This is not the knife you saw that day. ”

Sikong Fei was still a little surprised, but he didn't stick to the wall anymore and walked down cautiously. In fact, he also understood that how could Ye Qiyan take out the magic knife to deal with him, but the memory left by the magic knife before was too shocking, so he couldn't help but be startled the first moment he saw the magic knife.

Seeing this, Ye Qiyan couldn't help but roll his eyes, but he didn't say anything, but directly threw the magic knife in his hand over and gave it to Sikong Fei to let him see for himself.

Sikong Fei took it with a trembling hand, and looked at it repeatedly for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief. walked over and scolded Ye Qiyan for not being a thing, but he treated him like this, and he chattered for a long time before he stopped.

However, the magic knife is indeed a real magic knife, but it was just sealed by Ye Qiyan. To be precise, it should have been sealed by the Devouring Sword Spirit itself.

In the next time, the cultivation of Ye Qiyan needs to be assisted by the magic knife to refine the immortal soul, so it is best to carry the magic knife with you.

So the magic knife sealed all its power, and it could be regarded as using the power of the bloodline of Ye Qiyan and the cultivation of the Delusion Heavenly Demon Sutra to warm and repair it.

According to Devouring Affection's own words, the magic sword in its true heyday was the real supreme divine weapon, which was even more powerful than the god-killing ancient sword that Ye Qiyan had brought back from the Burial Heaven Valley before, and there were few magic weapons in heaven and earth that could resist it.

It's just that after the Great War that year, the Love Devouring Demon Knife was damaged unimaginably, causing its strength to be greatly lost, and it became what it is today.

Ye Qiyan was also very surprised when he heard this, after all, the magic knife was strong enough now, killing the Divine Wheel Realm was like slaughtering a dog and killing a chicken, and even Ye Qiyan had used his power to fight with the black-clothed man and Elder Qi Xiao of the Tongtian Realm under the Heavenly Sword Mountain before. You can imagine how powerful it would have been in its heyday.

Ye Qiyan didn't say anything to Sikong Fei, not because he didn't trust him, but because knowing some things was not necessarily a good thing, and it would be much safer if he didn't know.

The matter of the magic knife is too wide, and Ye Qiyan is reluctant to involve Sikong Fei as well.

He just said that he needed to borrow the magic knife to practice for the next period of time, so he took out the magic knife.

Sikong Fei heard this, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, he felt that Ye Qiyan didn't tell him something, but he didn't ask much.

Now that things have come to this point, he and Ye Qiyan fought together against Cangluan and Prince Tianlong, and these things can't be hidden at all, so it can be said that Sikong Fei has been involved.

It's just that Ye Qiyan hasn't figured it out yet, and when the time comes, Ye Qiyan will naturally tell him. As a brother, he didn't need to say much.

Sikong Fei still held the magic knife in Ye Qiyan's hand, and then walked out directly, only saying, "You slowly cultivate and recover, I'll go out and find something to eat." ”

Ye Qiyan took the knife and snorted, looking at Sikong Fei's back and feeling slightly entangled in shame. But in the blink of an eye, he regained his firmness.

He placed the magic knife in the void and said, "Devouring feelings, let's begin." ”

As his voice fell, the Love-devouring Demon Knife trembled slightly in mid-air, and then bursts of black-purple demonic light overflowed from the body of the Demon Knife, enveloping the entire dark cave almost instantly.

The voice of devouring emotions came out, "Are you ready?"

Ye Qiyan also said in a cold voice: "There's nothing to prepare, let's start directly." After saying that, he sat down cross-legged directly, staring at the small magic knife phantom with his eyes, as if he was about to fall in.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's get started. ”

"Ruthless Demon Domain, open it for me!"

The voice of devouring love sounded faintly, which made people feel cold and piercing than the cold water in the cold pool.

As his words fell, the eyes of the hideous head resembling a dragon's head at the handle of the magic knife suddenly revealed a strange red light, meeting Ye Qiyan's gaze, and then pulling Ye Qiyan's soul into the magic knife.

Ye Qiyan's divine soul suddenly felt like it was trapped in an ice field, and fell into endless fear.

The world in his eyes had completely changed, no longer the cold pool cave he had seen before, and there was no ghost light of the magic knife, only endless darkness and coldness.

There was a look of vigilance in Ye Qiyan's eyes, and there was a hint of confusion, he didn't know what the hell the magic knife was doing, this scene was no different from the scene he had seen the magic knife when he was unconscious before, even the breath was the same.

However, he didn't dare to let his guard down, because even the Demon Dao had said that this cultivation process was painful, so it would definitely not be too easy.

Sure enough, the next moment, a mutation protruded.

The dark world lit up with a burst of demonic light, and then Ye Qiyan heard a violent and sharp scream.

It was like the fierce ghost in the Crimson Blood Domain that he had encountered in the Hidden Heaven Valley, poignant and terrifying.

Immediately after that, from the infinite height of the sky, dense figures came like locusts crossing the sky, coming with endless blood light and demonic energy, almost covering the seven words of the night.

At the same time, the voice of the Demon Sword came and said: "This is the first realm of delusion refining gods, and it is also the first realm of the Soul Devouring Demon Technique, the Ruthless Demon Domain. It contains endless heavenly demons, all of which are demonic souls, and they are the embodiment of all the most evil in this world. ”

"They will become the biggest fear in your heart, they will become what you are afraid of, they will surround you like your nightmare, and devour your soul step by step, nourishing themselves with your soul. ”

"If you can't resist them, they'll devour you completely. Of course, now that I'm by your side, they can't hurt you, and they can't kill you. But if you rely on my strength to get through, then the existence of the Passion Devouring Magic will be meaningless. ”

The voice of devouring emotions came slowly, and there was a hint of solemnity and contempt in the voice.

"Shut up, I don't need you to say much, I can get through it myself. Ye Qiyan said angrily.

"It would be best if that was the case. If you can survive here intact and not go crazy and die, then you can also refine the Heavenly Demon Divine Thoughts, devour them, and turn them into the power of your own divine soul. ”

"After a thousand tempering, your divine soul will become extremely firm, extremely strong, almost no one can destroy it, plus the Heavenly Demon Divine Thought, the power of the divine soul will also be greatly enhanced, far beyond the same level. ”

And this is also the cultivation method of the first realm of delusional refining gods. Do you understand?" said Eater.

However, at this moment, Ye Qiyan didn't have time to answer him, because he was already surrounded by the Endless Heavenly Demon Divine Thoughts.

Thousands of demonic thoughts turned into hideous demons gnawing at his divine soul body, like countless disgusting ants and flying insects gnawing at the flesh, no, it can even be said that this is more painful than a thousand cuts.

Because a thousand knives are just a physical body, Ye Qiyan has practiced for many years, and has suffered countless injuries, and his ability to withstand pain is already extremely strong.

However, the divine soul is not comparable to the physical body, and the divine soul has always been the weakness of cultivators, especially before the divine wheel realm, the divine soul of the monk is fragile, and he will hardly engage in the battle of divine thoughts.

Because the soul at this time is too fragile, one will become dementia or even die of annihilation if one is not careful.

So everything that Ye Qiyan did today can be said to be gambling with his life, which is extremely dangerous.

Outside of his soul, there were endless heavenly demons gnawing at him, and the pain he endured was even stronger than the pain of blood exchange and bone fragmentation that he had endured in the Burial Heaven Valley at that time.

Ye Qiyan's face was hideous, almost distorted. However, his spirit was still holding on, and the magic light in his eyes was clear.

Come, behold who devours whom!

Ye Qiyan's divine soul revealed a faint purple intent, and a trace of demonic energy escaped from his divine soul, and soon covered his divine soul.

Evil thoughts are riddled with evil thoughts, and the heavenly demons devour the gods.

Millions of demonic thoughts gnawed at his soul, and after only a moment, Ye Qiyan's soul was already full of holes, and one after another blood shadow demonic thoughts grabbed his limbs and gnawed at him.

With each bite, Ye Qiyan's Divine Soul Body would become half a point darker, and the pain he endured would increase countless times, and that kind of pain was beyond words.

However, after revealing that trace of demonic light in his soul, all the blood shadow demonic thoughts couldn't help but retreat, and he didn't dare to approach the place around him again. Where the magic light is located is the forbidden area of demonic thoughts.

Ye Qiyan breathed a sigh of relief, looking down at the dim magic light on his body, as well as his already weakened spirit, and couldn't help but smile a little bitterly.

"It seems that I still overestimate myself, and even the first step of the Heavenly Demon Phage can barely support it. "Now that the spirit is so weak, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to recover. Ye Qiyan thought so.

But as soon as the thought came to me, I heard a warm and weak voice beside me.

"Senior Brother Xiaoqi, are you okay. I'm so worried about you. The voice was very weak, but it made Ye Qiyan almost dissipate the magic light of the body.

Because this voice is deeply rooted in his soul for him, and it is unforgettable. It was the voice that he missed day and night.

Ye Qiyan turned his head with difficulty and said in a dry voice: "Jade ...... Yu'er, is that you......"

When Ye Qiyan turned around, the darkness that had enveloped him had disappeared without a trace, and the demonic light shrouded in him had also dissipated.

He returned to the Divine Sword Mountain, outside the Heavenly Temple.

Xiao Yu'er, dressed in a moon-white robe, stood in front of him prettyly, with endless worry on her face, and a trace of crystal tears hanging on her eyelashes that had not been wiped away.

The girl who was as lively and lovely as an elf was gone, and the little jade in front of him was very fragile and weak.

Her face was pale, and her whole body swayed a little in the wind, as if the wind could lift her down if it was stronger.

She stepped forward and reached out to touch Ye Qiyan's face, and whispered with tears in her eyes: "Little Brother Qi, does it still hurt?"

Ye Qiyan's soul trembled, and he said, "Yu'er, I ......"

Before the words fell, the image of Yu'er in front of him suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned into a hideous ghost, and tore his head off with a grab, and Ye Qiyan died on the spot. His soul was plunged into darkness and completely unconscious.

ps: The two-in-one chapter, I won't subdivide it.