Nine Realms Calendar, Kuihai Era, February 224, Demon Realm, Earth Demon City.

It has been a full year since the end of that battle, which attracted the attention of the whole city, and the final result announced to the outside world is that the two are both defeated and defeated, but the outside world has always been skeptical about this matter.

The combat power of Bai Qi Kill is obvious to all, there is no doubt about it, what is doubted is the strength of Yeyang, many people know that his soul power is comparable to the Holy Realm, but his Yuan Xiu combat power is ordinary, and few people know about his past achievements.

The most famous time was a few decades ago, on the Flame Island in the Hanging Space, he killed the god demon prince He Zhen, a He Zhen who was only the ultimate demon king, and let him be seriously injured and dying, only a few decades, what kind of promotion can he be?

But no matter how much objection there is from the outside world, the outcome of the battle is already doomed, Yeyang and Bai Qishou are indeed both defeated, and after the terrible final blow, they each fell to the ground and fell unconscious, and were rescued by the people watching the battle.

The earth demon everyone knew that such a one-on-one competition, for the killing battle body that was getting stronger and stronger, there was no chance to fully display it, and Bai Qizhi was restrained, otherwise Yeyang would definitely not be an opponent.

At the same time, everyone was also aware of another matter, and they didn't feel too worried about it, because Bai Qi Kill was a False Saint Realm, and Yeyang was the middle level of the Chong Pulse Realm! If he reached the False Saint Realm, what was Bai Qi Kill afraid of?

After the war, Yeyang recuperated for two months and woke up, got out of bed and walked around at four months, began to move his muscles and bones in six months, basically healed his injuries in eight months, and resumed normal cultivation in ten months.

And it is said that Bai Qizhi only woke up in three months, and it took half a year to barely get out of bed, and his injuries were initially healed in nine months...... Later, Yeyang, who heard about these things, secretly laughed in his heart for a while.

Bai Qishu is no longer his opponent, among his peers in the demon world today, Yeyang can also rank in the top five, the first is naturally Crane Wushuang, he has cast the Holy Stage, whether it is combat power or potential, he is a well-deserved first.

The second is He Manxiang, the potential and strength of the Vientiane Barbarian Body, there is no need to doubt it. Thirdly, there is no doubt that it is his sister Huang Ximo, the eldest princess of the Heavenly Demon Dynasty, whose potential is equally terrifying, and it will not be too far from casting the Holy Altar.

The little priest Ge Moza, should be able to rank fourth, the curse bloodline is not good at frontal combat, and it is only suitable for the black hand behind the back, otherwise he will have a competition with Huang Ximo. The fifth is himself, who considers himself inferior to Gmoza, at least not before sanctification.

Of course, this is the night sun. According to the situation in the demon world, what he didn't know was that in the Beihai Holy Land, there was also a Chu Fang with eighty percent of the rules of the sea, which was casting the Holy Altar, otherwise he could only rank sixth.

From October to February of the following year, Yeyang stayed in the imperial city to cultivate, until he set off, he didn't go anywhere, the royal holy mountain, the demon refining pool, the enlightenment tower, the palace, the palace, the five places back and forth.

Most of the time in the first three places, occasionally back to the last two, refining the demon pool to purify the bloodline, improve the physique, for him who has just awakened, there are indeed a lot of benefits, the enlightenment tower cultivates the rules of Aoki and the rules of life, and the effect is also very good.

The reason why he went to the Imperial Sacred Mountain was that he had made a breakthrough in his cultivation, rushed through the Houxi Cave, penetrated the Yangwei vein, and retreated for a few days, and then he accidentally discovered that cultivating Tiangang Heng on the top of the Holy Mountain had a much better effect than other places.

There is a lot of star power that can be attracted here, which makes him very profitable, after absorbing and refining the method of horizontal training, refining the body, and clearly feeling the enhancement of the physique, that is, the saturation of the body is too low, and the amount of absorption per day is limited.

What's more, every time he came to cultivate, the Thirteen Emperor Uncle Ancestor Ye Guyun always stood not far from him, staring at him from beginning to end, staring at him intently, and his gaze made him a little stunned.

Even so, with a steady improvement every day, there can be two thousand to three thousand catties of strength, which lasted for two months, Tiangang Henglian entered the realm of Xiaocheng, and Yeyang's own strength increased from one hundred and fifteen elephants to just two hundred elephants.

After breaking through, the power of the stars of the Holy Mountain could no longer support his absorption, and the speed of Tiangang's horizontal cultivation decreased sharply, which was not much different from normal cultivation, and he rarely went up, and he no longer had to face the formidable Thirteen Uncle Ancestors.

Except for spending a few days every month, going back to the palace to accompany Han Qinglan, meeting the night breeze, and visiting the night sky, most of the rest of the time is in the Enlightenment Tower and the Demon Refining Pool, and every time he sees his younger brother cultivating in the night sky, he can't help but be envious.

A bloodline like Yeyang, if he doesn't cultivate the Dark Night Cult, it's just a pearl of the dark cast, but he can't help it, the method of three souls transformation that Feng Lao taught him is stronger than the first turn, but the three turns are already the limit.

Originally, in the third turn, he was preparing to give the Dark Night Cult, but by mistake, in order to suppress the Dao wounds left by He Fanyin, he had to cultivate the Immortal Heart Sutra and Aoki Xiaoyao Jue, and gave up his original plan.

He had also tried to use the Qi of the Desolation to continue cultivating the Night Cult, but he found that he could not fuse, and at this time, he discovered another thing, even if it was the Qi of the Desolation, there were things that could not be done.

The key to this matter lies in the soul, the capacity of a soul body, at most at the same time to accommodate two kinds of holy mind methods, the life attribute is the holy genus, plus the wood attribute, the rest of the position, obviously unable to accommodate the dark attribute that is also the holy genus.

It made Yeyang even more annoyed, why was he so cheap, and he experimented with Aoki's Easy Trick, if it was a night cult, he wouldn't have so many regrets, hating the house and Wu, and also complaining about the Feng Lao who gave him his heart.

Annoyance is annoyance, he is not without opportunities, among the three souls, the evil soul fetal element, the righteous soul Shuangling, the evil soul ghost, the ghost spirit cultivates life and wood, the cool spirit cultivates ice and fire, and the fetal element only cultivates death.

The ghost spirit can only accommodate one kind of strange genus, or two kinds of mortal genera, Shuang Ling and Fetal Yuan, can accommodate a holy genus, because it is not a major, there is no vitality support, it cannot be realized for the time being, for the sake of today, only to cast the holy platform as soon as possible.

Cast the holy platform, the three souls are one, the spirit returns to its place, and there is a way to cultivate the dark night cult. According to Yeyang's cultivation speed, in a maximum of fifty years, he would be able to reach the peak of the Chong Pulse Realm, and then break through the False Saint Realm and forge the Holy Stage.

And due to his own special reasons, the cultivation of the first two souls has reached the peak of the Chong Pulse Realm, and as long as the third soul reaches the false Saint Realm, he can directly cast the Holy Stage, and there is no need to precipitate and accumulate any more, before the age of two hundred and eighty, he will definitely be able to become a Demon Saint.

The two hundred and eighty-year-old demon saint, looking at the entire demon world, among the older generations, only his second uncle, among the young people, so far, there is only one person who is Crane Wushuang, and it is precisely because of this that he doesn't care about the trip to the Xiaoyao Academy.

It's not the Enlightenment Tower, or the Demon Refining Pool, the cultivation in the imperial city, it's good for others, but for Yeyang, it's really boring, and from time to time I go back to the prince's palace, find the little maid butterfly dance, and discuss the true meaning of life.

Since the day of the Demon City, Yeyang has also let go of the elbow control for this happy thing, both of them eat the marrow and know the taste, the young man's heart is booming, Yeyang and Butterfly Dance, hook up and match when there is nothing to do, and enjoy the joy of fish and water.

In this way, the time came to the beginning of February, and the time to set off was set on the night of the fifth and fourth days of the first month of February.

From the bedroom to the outer chamber, from the outer compartment to the courtyard, from the courtyard to the garden, from the garden to the medicine garden, from the medicine garden to the orchard, and then follow the route from the came, one after another.

In the end, the sky was approaching dawn, Butterfly Dance was exhausted, paralyzed in the arms of the night sun, even the physique at the peak of the pulse realm felt sore, weak limbs, naked delicate body with many bruises, slightly gasping.

Yeyang beside her suddenly turned around, put her hand on her snow-white chest, Butterfly Dance's ruddy little face turned pale, and hurriedly held his palm, and begged shyly: "Don't, Your Highness, don't come, the slave is really not good!"

Yeyang looked at the jade man in his arms, the pitiful appearance, kissed her forehead, put her head into his arms, the invisible gentle power began to spread, he said softly: "The hour is not early, rest early!"

When the time came, the two of them got up from the bed, Yeyang was energetic and energetic, but Butterfly Dance was a little tired, yawning again and again, with Yeyang's soul power to nourish, the body was roughly recovered, only part of the position, there was still a little soreness.

The two walked down the bath, bathed and played, she recovered some spirits, served Yeyang to freshen up and change clothes, and brought the breakfast prepared by the cook in the house, seeing the strange eyes of the cook and the maid, her pretty face couldn't help but become red.

Forcibly endured the shame in his heart, and shared breakfast with Yeyang, during which there was indispensable play, you and me, you feed me, I feed you, and when the two of them finished breakfast and cleaned up and went out, it was already five o'clock.

Yeyang took Butterfly Dance and went to the Holy Mountain of the Imperial Family, picking up the little wolf who was bathing in the demon refining pool, Yeyang said goodbye to the Thirteen Uncles, hugged the little wolf who was sleeping in a daze, and left the Holy Mountain.

It was almost noon when she arrived at the palace, and Han Yun, who came out to greet her, stared at the two of them vigorously, Diewu lowered her head in shame, her eyes stared at her toes, her little hands tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, and she didn't dare to touch her gaze.

So Han Yun shifted the target of the attack, and looked at Yeyang with a playful gaze, but Yeyang did not dodge or dodge, she stayed in Diewu's small waist, and raised her head arrogantly, Han Yun took a sip and ignored him anymore: "Phew!

The sun is on the three poles, the time of departure is not yet, there is less than an hour left, at this time, people should be almost there, many young people in the same company, are waiting outside the Taihe Palace, there are wolf clans, there are twelve earth branches.

Yeyang saw Gemoza, saw Xueli, saw Xueyu, saw Yeqing, saw Yinhui, saw Sun Yixiao, saw Qin Yan, and saw Ram Eleven...... But there was no sign of the night sky.

After greeting people he knew, Yeyang and Han Yun came to the harem, and found that the night sky was not there, there was only Han Qinglan in Chunlan Garden, and after asking Han Qinglan for peace, Yeyang learned that the night sky had not gotten up yet, so he asked him to call him.

Yeyang had to follow her instructions and came to the East Palace, where the night sky lives, the East Palace has a vast area, many buildings, and intricate roads, and it is easy to get lost if you are not careful, but he often comes here and is very familiar with the route.

Familiar with the road to the night sky's residence, Ye Yang just wanted to raise his hand to knock on the door, a pair of sharp ears suddenly moved, retracted the knocking action, walked quickly to the side of the alley, and a small sound came into his ears.