The so-called pink skeleton, it doesn't matter what the appearance is.

After all, it's just a skin.

With Xiao Yi's character, he doesn't care much about his appearance.

On the contrary, in the past, his delicate and handsome face always made people shout at him as a 'little thief' and 'little thief'.

He was filled with indignation.

It's good now, if he causes any grudges, it is estimated that others will not call him a thief.

Besides, maybe in the future, he will find a way to recover this body.

The most important thing now is to restore strength first.

Strength, strength, strength!

For Xiao Yi, there is nothing more important than strength, and there are too many things for him to do.

Xiao Yi thought for a moment and glanced inward again.

Inside, there are now two small worlds.

The first is the small world of martial arts, but it is shriveled up, full of holes, and there is almost no possibility of repair.

The first is the poisonous world, which is made of highly poisonous poison and contains a series of highly poisonous martial arts.

His inner vision was placed in his own small world of martial arts.

The small world of martial arts, although it is damaged, no, it is almost collapsed.

Everything in it is gone.

Yuan power, complete martial arts, all dissipated.

However, the two martial spirits are still intact.

Bingluan Sword, needless to say, Xiao Yi has never seen anything that can withstand its edge, or damage it in the slightest.

As for the fire control beast, although it has an extra pair of horns, it still looks stunned.

It seems that he felt Xiao Yi's inner vision, controlled the fire beast, and opened his mouth with his mouth open.

In the past, whenever Xiao Yi looked inward, it must be when the fire control beast had 'something' to eat, such as those powerful flames.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi pursed his lips and directly withdrew from his inner vision.

He thought about it for a moment.

In this way, in fact, his current consequences are not too big.

It's just that the normal peerless peak cultivation is gone, the martial arts power is gone, and the physical strength is gone.

Also, he has become the appearance of this person who is not a ghost or a ghost.

Other than that, there doesn't seem to be anything else to lose.

Yat shrugged.

This kind of fate, for other martial artists, I am afraid that they are already like ashes and completely desperate.

But for Xiao Yat, he didn't care much.

He cultivated the Ten Thousand Poisons Treasure Book, and his strength would eventually come back.

In the future, he may not be able to repair his small world and this body.

Xiao Yi put down his thoughts, and his heart froze.

Now, he can't use normal martial arts methods.

Kendo and fire control can't be used without Yuan Force.

And to enhance one's strength, in addition to cultivating the Ten Thousand Poisons Treasure Book, there is not no other way.

His martial soul is still there.

With a condensation in his heart, in the small world, around the fire control beasts, he gradually cultivated a little fire attribute soul power.

Perhaps, it was time for him to consider cultivating a soul master method.

"There is still half a year before the three-year appointment. Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "That's enough." ”

Now, he will not let go of all the means that can increase his strength.

Xiao Yi's hand condensed, and a trace of dark power suddenly condensed.

That's virulence.

"Chemistry. Xiao Yi let out a low sigh.

Virulence, automatic as the elemental force.

Xiao Yi tried it, and opened the Qiankun ring in his hand in an instant.

Cultivating the Ten Thousand Poisons Treasure Book, there is no more half of the Yuan Force in the body, only a strong poisonous power.

You must know that for a martial artist, Yuan Li is very important, and he encompasses almost all the prerequisites of a martial artist's means.

Even the simplest way to open the Qiankun Ring requires the use of Yuan Li.

So this point, the genius of the Poison Emperor, was also taken into account, of course, although it was only a theory.

But Yat succeeded.

Virulence can be turned into elemental power.

Not much, just a little, though.

And this trace is enough for him to use as an ordinary martial artist's means, such as opening the Qiankun Ring and other ordinary means.

Normally, it is impossible for other forces to be turned into yuan forces.

No matter which one is cultivated, a warrior fights and needs to consume yuan power.

Yuan power can be turned into sword energy, flames, water, hurricanes, sand and stones... And so on.

However, the attacks of sword qi, flames, water flows, and so on, could not be turned back into Yuan Force.

This is the most basic common sense of martial arts.

Another example is that there is still a large amount of poisonous power left on the earth today.

That's the goo that's left of the land.

However, Xiao Yi couldn't absorb it directly at all, as a way for him to cultivate the poisonous path.

Because it's irreversible.

However, this place can be used as a treasure place for cultivating the poisonous path, because the poisonous aura here is strong enough.

Now, in his body, he can convert the poisonous power into some yuan power.

Only slightly, of course.

Why this is so, Xiao Yat is not very clear.

However, these Xu Yuanli are enough for him to use for ordinary purposes.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Xiao Yi stopped practicing.

"It's time to leave. Xiao Yi muttered to himself.

Although this is a treasure place for cultivating the Poison Dao, it is still far from enough for Xiao Yi.

He chose to go out and practice.

Only extreme training is the fastest way to improve your strength.

Xiao Yi turned around and was about to leave.

Just about to leave, the footsteps were slammed.

"Hmm, where is my purple electricity?" Xiao Yi was stunned.

He finally remembered his sword, and remembered that since he woke up, his purple lightning had disappeared.

If the purple lightning that is now hanging in the main hall of Shura, knowing that it has such a low sense of existence in the heart of its owner, I am afraid that it will go away in an instant.

"Picked up?" Xiao Yi frowned.

He obviously found that his connection with Zidian had been severed.

"No, what about my breath?" Xiao Yi was startled.

Now that he has recovered most of his strength and has a way to improve his strength, he has settled down before he remembers all kinds of things wrong with him.

He didn't wear a ghost mask at all, but his breath was gone.

The breath of man is innate.

Once it is gone, it is a dead person, and it has been recognized by heaven and earth as a dead person.

Xiao Yi was shocked, and hurriedly sensed his whole body.

A perception of it, my heart was horrified.

There was no breath in his body.

In its place, there is a strong smell of poison.

Breath is the essence of a warrior, so a warrior judges his identity not by his face, but by his breath.

But now, these poisonous breaths have actually replaced his breath?

To put it simply, he is these poisons, and the poisons are him.

In Xiao Yi's mind, memories and vague pictures appeared.

It was the picture he saw before he was unconscious after the explosion of the poison pill and the blood pill, and the ten days he was buried in the soil, not completely dead, and his consciousness was a little blurred.

In my impression, when he was in a poisonous place, a wisp of blood-colored power suddenly wrapped his body, barely resisting the continued invasion of the poison.

The reason why Xiao Yi dared to blow up the poison pill was because of his strong body.

After all, it was a peerless peak body given by the cultivation of the Shura Battle Body, and it was extremely strong.

The second grasp is the power of the blood pill.

The blood pill, after all, was made by melting a trace of his essence blood, so the blood pill finally has a trace of protective power.

When the poison pill blew itself up, he didn't even condense the beast hands and feet, because the beast hands and beast feet only wrapped his hands and feet, not really his hands and feet.

The poison pill broke out from within, and the beast's hands and feet couldn't protect it at all.

"Shhh Xiao Yat gasped.

He finally figured it out.

It's no wonder that all of his complete martial arts will dissipate.

It stands to reason that even if the small world collapses, as long as it still exists, those complete martial arts controlled by the martial artists will not dissipate, but continue to exist in the small world of collapse.

The complete martial arts have all dissipated, and there is only one possibility, that is, the martial artist's breath is completely gone, his vitality is gone, and he is already dead.

When a warrior dies, the power of martial arts will dissipate heaven and earth, and after that, the martial soul transformed by the power of heaven and earth will also dissipate.

If he didn't guess wrong, it must have been when he was dying, when his breath had already dissipated, the last trace of power of the blood pill protected the last trace of his heart and vitality.

The physical power given by his cultivation of the Shura Battle Body was very understandable.

He remembered that after he regained consciousness, his body was a dying body, and he was also surprised that it was almost a miracle that he survived.

To put it simply, his body is so badly damaged, it should be dead.

But he didn't die.

Xiao Yi had to be glad that he was in the tomb of the ancient emperor, using that large amount of demon beast essence blood as the limit of his physical body.

Therefore, his physical talent even surpassed the level given by the Shura battle body.

This must be the main reason why his body can't die.

It is also for this reason that when the breath is dissipated, the power of martial arts is also dissipated.

But when it was the turn of the martial soul to dissipate, he didn't die completely, so the martial soul didn't dissipate at all.

"Oh my god. Xiao Yi was stunned.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it. Xiao Yi shook his head.

If he wants to go back to Zidian, if he guessed correctly, Zidian must not know which guy picked it up.

And the only ones who can pick up his purple lightning can only be those old monsters who have cultivated unfathomably.

Ordinary martial artists, don't want to touch his purple lightning.

Come to think of it, at this moment, there must be no breath of him in the purple lightning.

Otherwise, he would not have cut off contact with Zidian in his heart.

Don't think about it, though.

Within the purple lightning, there is its own sword spirit, and those who are idle cannot be recognized by it.

Besides, if you get the purple electricity back now, you can't use it.

On the other day, when he recovers, he holds the sword again, and the sword will automatically recover his breath and recognize him as the master.

There is no rush at this time.

Now, it's time to leave, and the most important thing is to improve your strength.

"There is still half a year. Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "Half a year later, Holy Moon Sect, I will settle this account with you." ”

The words fell, and Xiao Yi dodged away.

He was right, his purple lightning was now hanging in the main hall of Shura, waiting for him, the master, to take it back again.

The next time you bring back the purple lightning, it will be broken and then standing, and the stone will be shattered!

......

Hengyuan region, the Black Devil Palace, a certain branch hall.

In a corner of the hall, a staff member said softly, "Oh, you want to join our Dark Demon Temple?"

"Xiao Xun. A hoarse voice rose slowly.

......

The fourth update. (Explosion)

Today's update is over.

Updated tonight, it's a lot late, sorry.

First, the weather was cold, the hands were stiff, and the speed of the small eight yards dropped a lot.

Tomorrow, I'll advance the codeword time to make up for the speed.

Second, I really wanted to put an end to this incident, so I specially finished writing it before posting it.

Well, speaking of which, good night guys.

(End of chapter)