The feeling of the sky spinning kept coming from the sea of qi, like gushing magma, and in an instant, countless sparks of vitality sprinkled all over the sea of qi.

Wen Qingye couldn't help but raise his neck and let out a clear whistle.

Then there was a trace of a match between the cold qi and the purple-gold vitality, and all of them turned into purple-gold vitality, and then with an excited roar, they went towards Wen Qingye's meridian pulse.

The purple-gold vitality was fierce and violent, but in a moment, cold sweat broke out on Wen Qingye's forehead.

Click!

At the same time, Wen Qingye's sea of qi cracked again, forming a new crack.

This is exactly the sign of advancing to the Eight Heavens of Life and Death.

The purple-gold vitality was swimming in Wen Qingye's body, and Wen Qingye knew that this must be a side effect of volatilizing the essence of the ice spirit in it, and he had to endure it at this moment.

But it was obvious that Wen Qingye underestimated the huge power of the Ice Spirit Essence, and saw that the purple-gold vitality was mighty, as if it never knew tiredness in the meridians, tearing and pulling.

"No, we can't let this gas run rampant anymore, we must contain it" Wen Qingye frowned, if he allowed the purple-gold vitality to continue to impact back and forth, his body would definitely explode and die.

Immediately, he couldn't care about breaking through, and the majestic vitality in the sea of qi gushed out wildly, and then rushed towards a chaotic purple-gold vitality in the meridians.

Suddenly, the two purple-gold vitality began to frantically entangle together, pulling each other and slowly flowing.

And at this moment, in the sea of qi in the warm night, the form of the crack cracking is also getting slower and slower, and there is a faint tendency to stop, once it stops, then it means that his breakthrough this time is a failure.

"Heaven and earth are combined, hugging the yuan and keeping one"

Wen Qingye's mind sank tightly, and he silently recited the mantra in his heart, and the mysterious, profound longevity formula began to guide the purple-gold vitality of the restless meridians.

At the moment when the longevity recipe was raised, the purple-gold vitality in the meridians began to calm down, and he slowly obeyed Wen Qingye's mobilization.

The next moment, all the purple-gold vitality surged towards the sea of qi.

Wow!

The sea of qi received so much vitality that the sea of qi that was about to stop cracking began to extend one crack after another again.

And because of the new injection of a large amount of vitality, the cracking is even faster.

Click!

A gap that was almost visible to the naked eye appeared in Wen Qingye's sea of qi, and he knew that all the vitality of the Ice Spirit Essence had already been used by him.

When Wen Qingye saw this, he was also relieved.

Rumble!

A perfect, brand-new crack appeared in the sea of Qi in the warm night, and that entrance finally broke through in that majestic vitality.

The Eight Heavens of Life and Death!

The next moment, Wen Qingye felt his mind buzzing, opening and closing, and fell into chaos.

I don't know how long it took for him to open his eyes, look ahead with a pair of deep eyes, and exhale softly.

"Whew!"

This breakthrough, fortunately, Wen Qingye reacted in time, otherwise, it would probably fall short.

Then, Wen Qingye slowly got up and said to himself: "This breakthrough has been made, it is impossible to use the essence of the ice spirit next time, I don't know if my current strength can sneak to the bottom, explore the bottom of the 10,000-year-old cold pool, and look for the Zhenmen Immortal Weapon of the Emperor Ridge."

Thinking of this, he slowly pushed open the door of the house, and Xiao Ash hurriedly followed behind Wen Qingye.

"Demon rain?"

Wen Qingye walked out of the door and called softly.

"Squeak!"

Ash hissed, and walked toward the dense forest in the distance.

Wen Qingye followed behind Xiao Ash and followed quickly, I don't know why, he always had a bad premonition in his heart, and he was extremely uneasy.

Little Gray's small body was constantly shuttling in the forest, very flexible, and a gust of wind blew, and it was already a few feet away.

Wen Qingye became more and more puzzled in his heart, the direction where Xiao Ash was going seemed to be the deepest part of the Emperor Ridge Forbidden Land, Lu Fangliang said that there was nothing else in the depths of the Emperor Ridge Forbidden Land, it was just a very ordinary landscape.

The woods were cold and a little damp, but there was not a trace of dew, and the whole body was dead.

I don't know how long it has been, but suddenly, the cold disappeared, and a ray of sunlight like broken gold slowly shone on Wen Qingye's body.

The scenery ahead suddenly changed and became very different.

The greenery is thick, and a clear pool of water is sparkling in the sun, exuding a soft, intoxicating halo.

The pond is surrounded by thousands of flowers, purple and red, the breeze blows, and thousands of colorful petals sway in the sky and earth with the breeze.

The petals reveal the most fragrant smell in heaven and earth, and under the sunlight, they are soft and quiet, just like a paradise.

There is also a pool next to the cold pool, and compared with the two, it is so beautiful and full of vitality.

Wen Qingye glanced at it, and saw a pretty figure sitting by the pool, with a slight bend of the back, as if a little tired, holding a red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, looking at the back, he knew that this person was Demon Yu.

Seeing this, Wen Qingye frowned and walked over slowly.

Demon Yu sat quietly beside the pool, two fair-skinned, delicate jade feet rippling in the water, the two eyelids seemed to be very heavy, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't seem to lift them.

Wen Qingye saw Demon Yu's face, and then his brows twisted into a pimple, and swept tightly towards Demon Yu's whole body, and then he felt a sigh in his heart.

"How the hell is this of resentment? Where does it come from?"

When Demon Yu heard the long-awaited voice, he suddenly felt a thrill in his heart, and turned his head with joy in his eyes, "Childe, your retreat is over"

Wen Qingye forcibly suppressed the vibration in his heart, and couldn't help but ask continuously: "What's going on with your body? How can you have such a heavy grievance, what are you doing during this time?"

"I'm probably just too tired, it's fine"

Demon Rain's body leaned forward, and then a pair of eyes looked at him, looking indifferent, and then seemed to think of something, took out a black Sumeru mustard, and said with a forced smile: "Childe, what do you see here? This is what I gave you."

Wen Qingye took the Sumeru mustard, did not open it, squatted down directly, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and directly pointed at the Demon Rain's Shenmen acupoint.

Suddenly, Demon Yu felt a scorching air flow surging towards Demon Yu's body, and he couldn't help but sigh, feeling that his head was blank, and his body slowly fell, as if he had fallen into cotton.