"Buzz!"

The blood veins and true qi wrapped in the medicinal power of the Bigu Pill poured into the dantian, and suddenly, the dantian trembled and buzzed.

It was as if in the next moment, Ye Yunfeng's dantian was about to explode. The blood-colored true qi mixed with the cyan true yuan, and a faint black intent surged.

His heart flickered, and Ye Yunfeng urged his bloodline true qi to rush into the furious true yuan. Mobilize the huge purple lotus flowers and dantian condensation in the sea of consciousness to suppress the roaring power.

In an instant, the trembling dantian quieted down. Ye Yunfeng's face was overjoyed, urging the bloodline true qi to rotate in the place where it was originally a true yuan cyclone.

Under Ouyang Lingtian's powerful coercion and Purple Lotus's suppression, Ye Yunfeng was happy to find that in his dantian, there was a hint of fusion of those chaotic forces.

However, it was always as if something was missing, and every time the power merged to produce new power, it turned into a speckled starlight and dissipated.

Seeing this, Ye Yunfeng was not anxious, and searched in his mind for the ancient memories that the Spirit of the Demon Sword had left in his mind.

However, Ye Yunfeng was disappointed this time, and in the memory input of the Demon Sword Spirit, he did not find a method to fuse the True Yuan with the Bloodline True Qi.

Instead, it allowed Ye Yunfeng to find a high-level physical training method, but the almost harsh cultivation conditions made Ye Yunfeng selectively forget about it.

Continuing to rummage, Ye Yunfeng's disappointment became more and more serious. In these memories, in addition to the exercises of the demon clan and some information left by the previous owner of the demon sword, there are only countless Heavenly Demon Gods' comprehension of the Dao.

But those realizations were in the eyes of Ye Yunfeng at this time, and it was better to directly give him the original high-grade cultivation exercises.

Fiercely, Ye Yunfeng's eyes froze. In that memory, Ye Yunfeng suddenly discovered. The word origin is mentioned many times, and the Heavenly Demon God also left his own perception of the origin and some conjectures.

Everything in the world has its own origins, and these origins are the same as the chaotic origins of this universe.

The Origin is the most powerful force in this world, and there is no one. As long as he has complete control of an Origin, then this monk can proudly stand above the starry sky.

"Origin, there seems to be a trace of origin in the Sword of Annihilation. When Ye Yunfeng saw this description of the origin, he couldn't help muttering in a low voice, his eyes showing thought. "Since the origin is the origin of all power, then can I use that trace of origin in the Silence Sword Intent as the base, use the bloodline true qi as the bricks, and the true yuan as the mud?"

Ye Yunfeng fell into deep thought, but Ouyang Lingtian was sweating profusely, staring at Ye Yunfeng and gritting his teeth.

"Ye Yunfeng, what the hell are you doing. Fiercely, Ouyang Lingtian roared at Ye Yunfeng, interrupting Ye Yunfeng from his train of thought.

Staring at Ouyang Lingtian, seeing his big man with a full head, he smiled and said with an embarrassed smile. "Sect Master, please hold on for a while, I'll be fine right away. ”

In my heart, I called to Heaven and asked, "Heaven asked, can you mobilize the origin in the silence?"

"Yes, but mobilizing the Origin of Destruction of Silence will consume a lot of my strength. Moreover, I will fall into a deep sleep for a while after mobilizing the Source of Destruction. Tianwen replied, but it put Ye Yunfeng in a dilemma.

Gritting his teeth, Ye Yunfeng asked. "Is it really just sleeping?"

"Well, Brother Xiaofeng, the power to urge the origin consumes a lot, and I will fall into a deep sleep. I don't know how long I'm going to sleep, but if Brother Xiaofeng can deepen your comprehension of the origin of destruction, I can wake up early. Tianwen suddenly became smart, and a little girl in a white dress appeared in Ye Yunfeng's mind, and the little girl smiled.

"Okay, Xiaohui, let's mobilize the origin. Ye Yunfeng's heart was trembling, gritting his teeth, and his heart was dripping blood.

"Hehe, Brother Xiaofeng, get ready. Tianwen smiled, and the little girl in Ye Yunfeng's mind waved her right hand violently, and a breath of extinction burst out into the depths of Ye Yunfeng's sea of knowledge. In that breath, there was death, and darkness was everywhere.

"Boom!"

Ye Yunfeng's mind was instantly attracted by the Origin of Destruction, "Is this the Origin? Shocked in my heart, I whispered to myself.

The momentum on his body erupted suddenly, and a black dragon shadow soared into Ye Yunfeng's body.

"Poof!"

Fiercely, Ouyang Ling Tian spurted out a mouthful of blood. That blood turned into a blood mist in front of Ouyang Lingtian, but that blood mist floated over as if it was attracted by Ye Yunfeng.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a series of spurting sounds of blood came, and I saw that the group of new generation disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect on the back of the Jasper Thunder Centipede were as pale as paper, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths, and they all looked at Ye Yunfeng with fearful eyes. But no one dared to speak out, for fear of harassing Ye Yunfeng, the evil god.

The blood spurted out by hundreds of people turned into a blood-colored cloud in Wanli High School, and the jasper thunder centipede roared in pain, and its huge body trembled slightly under the black dragon shadow. From the hideous mouth, a stream of dark green blood spurted out.

Ouyang Lingtian's divine sense swept out, colliding with the divine consciousness of the Jasper Thunder Centipede, constantly calming the frightened emotions of the Jasper Thunder Centipede. I'm afraid, in this Wanli High School, the Jasper Thunder Centipede will play a strike or something.

He himself was not afraid, but that group of low-level disciples was finished.

Looking at Ye Yunfeng's eyes, Ouyang Lingtian's eyes flashed with rage, but feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Ye Yunfeng's body, the feeling of fear of death and destruction made Ouyang Lingtian dare not step forward.

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, Ye Yunfeng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and a violent aura soared. With a wave of his hand, a black light flashed above his right hand.

Tianwen appeared in Ye Yunfeng's hand, but at this time, Tianwen changed again. The sword body is also jet black, but there are some more mysterious and mysterious patterns. The blade of the sword is like snow, and the silver light is sharp. An icy chill spread across the blade. The two quaint characters at the place of the sword are faintly terrifying.

Suddenly, Ye Yunfeng jumped up, and his figure rushed straight down. Tianwen was in his hand, and a black dragon shadow surrounded him, faintly letting out a dragon's roar.

It wasn't until Ye Yunfeng disappeared into the sky below him for a long time that Ouyang Lingtian suddenly woke up and scolded Ye Yunfeng for being a bastard in his heart.

"You said that you are a little friar in the foundation stage of what kind of high-altitude jumping, isn't this death? Don't you know how terrifying your master is?Don't you know that if something happens to you under my care, will I be scraped alive by your master?" Ouyang Lingtian At this moment, since he was scolding, he had lost the slightest composure as the head of a sect.

However, although he hated it in his heart, Ouyang Lingtian had to drive the Jasper Thunder Centipede to land.

But he followed Ye Yunfeng where he jumped down and jumped up. The true element in the body surged, spewing out violently, turning into a force.

The figure suddenly disappeared in place, and rushed towards the direction where Ye Yunfeng fell.