At the moment when he thought he was about to succeed, Qi Wanli was suddenly fixed again.

Yan Xuan, who was only one line away from death on the ground, suddenly let out a giggling sound from his throat, and as his laughter grew louder and louder, the damage he had received in the magma disappeared quickly!

The charred flesh sheds large chunks of black charred skin and gives birth to tender new flesh, new granulations grow on the bare bones that quickly rejuvenate the body, the skeletal face is also covered in rapidly growing musculature, and an eyeball is born again in the pitch-black eye sockets.

In a few breaths, the damage suffered by Yan Xuan in the magma was basically completely recovered, and he returned to the young but thin appearance on the ground before.

He lost his clothes, so he sat up naked, with an exaggerated smile on his face, looked at Qi Wanli, and asked, "Master Wanli, how does it feel to be deceived?"

The dark element just now, he pretended to be?!

Qi Wanli was cold from head to toe, but he couldn't say a word, and even his tongue was already under control.

Yan Xuan didn't care that he was defenseless, he slowly stood up and chuckled: "How interesting, as long as I know your purpose, it's too easy to trick you." You think I've become a monster and lost my mind? Isn't that scary?"

As he spoke, he put on the appearance of crawling on all fours when he was chasing the two of them underground, and then laughed insolently: "Funny to you! Magma? What can a mere magma do to me? I really didn't expect you to be so easy to deceive!"

Qi Wanli's whole heart cooled.

Most of the induction of the backup program is not wrong, the dark element is really still on Yan Xuan, but Yan Xuan's strength is far beyond his imagination, everything about this person before was actually faked?

Qi Wanli only felt extremely ridiculous in his heart, and at the same time, he really began to despair.

After Yan Xuan finished laughing, he stretched out a finger and lightly hooked it against the magma river, only to see that a strong cloud of magma was summoned by him, and it actually changed the material in the air, turned into a black and red coat, and draped it on Yan Xuan's body.

"You seem surprised?" he put on his coat and said with a sneer: "In the soul of this soul called 'Dark Yuan', there are hidden rules of this world, and everything in this world is programmable code...... Well, that's what I said. ”

"Although I have only just deciphered less than thirty percent of the memories of the dark element, I have already reached the current state...... If I keep going, I'll be able to become a true god, right?"

No, very wrong.

Qi Wanli listened to the carefully selected words, and heard a problem.

"In the soul of the 'dark element', what is hidden is the rules of this world, and everything in this world is code that can be programmed", this is the original words of Yan Xuan, it seems that it is from the mystery contained in these two sentences that he has obtained the ability to become extremely powerful in a short period of time.

But isn't that scientific?

When Dark Yuan guided himself to become stronger, he also followed the orthodox cultivation method of this era, although there were some different operations from people, but in essence, he did not deviate from the general direction. Even a completely unreasonable perverted skill like "deification" has many limitations, and it is impossible to use it indefinitely, and even if you use it, you will be targeted by some gods and invite death.

Otherwise, why would Dark Yuan have to guide himself to cultivate step by step?

So, how did Yan Xuan not cultivate, not spend time, lie on the ground for a few minutes, and suddenly become a demigod?

No, very wrong.

Qi Wanli felt that he had faintly grasped something, but he could not find that point, he wanted to open his mouth to delay the time in order to organize his thoughts, but he couldn't even move his mouth.

At this time, Yan Xuan no longer chattered strange words, he glanced at Qi Wanli with a smile, bypassed him, and walked in the direction of Bai Qiyu.

Bai Qiyu was now lying on the ground unconsciously, her body was covered with white scale armor, and the dragon horns on her forehead had quietly disappeared for some time, and she could no longer maintain that half-human, half-dragon state. The skin that had been burned red by the heat in the magma still hadn't recovered, his face was an unhealthy red, and his brow was furrowed, as if he was suffering something.

Yan Xuan had a condescending smile on his face, walking barefoot, step by step towards her.

"Although I don't really need to drink any blood to increase my strength at all, I don't know why, since I devoured my soul, I feel that blood is so sweet. Dragon, what will dragon's blood taste like?"

Yan Xuan muttered to himself, stretched out a finger, and dotted in the air.

An invisible blade seemed to appear in the air, and it bounced towards Bai Qiyu and slashed at her shoulder, but the transparent blade did not cut blood, but only left a shallow scar on the white scale armor.

"Huh?" Yan Xuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's still a little difficult, it seems that it will take some effort." ”

At this time, Qi Wanli was already furious, although he couldn't look back and see what Yan Xuan was doing to Bai Qiyu, there was no doubt that it couldn't be a good thing. His muscles bulged and his muscles bulged, but he still couldn't move a finger.

"Fuck! fuck! Lao Tzu wants to mix your brain in cow shit and feed you to eat yourself!" he scolded in his heart, and the picture of Yan Xuan's brutal killing of Bai Qiyu involuntarily appeared in his mind, and tears welled up in his eyes at some point.

At this moment, he seemed to suddenly return to the wedding three hundred years ago, helpless in the face of violent natural disasters, always thinking that he could do something, but he could only watch the people closest to him disappear in the vast years of wind and rain in a blink of an eye.

After coming to the world three hundred years later, Qi Wanli has never shed a single tear.

Although he has been completely separated from his past life, although his well-known relatives and friends have long been turned into loess, and although he is chasing for ridiculously slim hope in a cruel world, he still laughs and scolds, not because he has no heart or lungs, but Qi Wanli believes that his life must be meaningful, and since he has come here, there must be something he can do.

Therefore, he also agreed to such an almost impossible thing as "finding family descendants" proposed by the earliest dark yuan.

Therefore, Bai Qiyu proposed to help the demon clan gain a foothold in human society, and he could also agree to it.

The most important reason is to find the meaning for yourself in this era, and to be brave enough to open your eyes every morning and face the new day.

Ever since Qi Wanli woke up in that damp and cold cave, he had been a person without relatives and no reason. Now, the people of the White Bear Tribe, Bai Qiyu, and the Black King are his new relatives and friends, what if these people are going to die in front of him?

What would happen if all the pressures that had been piling up for so long exploded?

"Give me strength...... Give me more power!What bullshit core energy, give it all to me!"

The vocal cords in Qi Wanli's throat gradually broke through the limit, and let out a whining roar, but there was still no way to utter the words completely, and the body, which was already so weak that it couldn't even draw a trace of divine power, seemed to be full of strength again, and his heart roared like a motor, and began to gush out streams of divine power, flowing to his limbs and hundreds of remains.

The backup program in his mind seemed to have been instructed to begin to draw black and white lines in front of his eyes, and those lines cut the tears that flowed from his eyes, causing his eyes to turn a strange gray, and the world in front of him to a different shape.

The original full color in his eyes disappeared and became black and white, and the whole world became the appearance of the line sketch in just a moment, and every stone and every flowing magma became a picture outlined by black and white lines.

"It's ...... The way the world is?"

At this time, the infinite divine power that surged out of Qi Wanli's heart suddenly exploded.

Behind him, Yan Xuan was about to lay a heavy hand on Bai Qiyu, when suddenly a huge and incomparable divine power crashed into him, knocking him a few steps crooked. Yan Xuan's eyes sank, and when he turned around, he saw Qi Wanli turning around slowly, coughing twice, and spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, but his eyes were like two flames of burning stars.

"If you want to move her, you'll have to kill me first. Qi Wanli laughed viciously.

Yan Xuan snorted coldly and said, "Don't you understand, I've played enough, you're useless." With that, he raised his right hand and waved, and countless invisible blades were densely pressed over, and they were about to kill people as soon as they made a move.

This move is invisible, as if he had killed a dozen secret envoys on the ground in a flash.

However, at this time, in Qi Wanli's eyes, as soon as he raised his hand, the lines in the black and white world began to squeeze and change, and the lines that were originally filled with air, neat, and like gray lines on the background of comics, contracted and piled up visible blades, cutting towards him.

If you can see it, you can avoid it.

Qi Wanli shook his body, his footwork was smart, and he flashed the blades one after another.

Yan Xuan's eyes flashed with different colors.

Qi Wanli narrowed his gray eyes, smiled coldly, and asked, "No, you are already half a god, so you can use such a weak trick?"

Yan Xuan also sneered: "I don't know whether ......I live or die," he said, raising his hands flat and aiming at Qi Wanli.

The black and white lines began to twist wildly, bouncing and curling like tendony noodles, and one of the lines imperceptibly touched the skin on his palm, where a blood mist exploded, and a soybean-sized blood puddle appeared.

Qi Wanli frowned and took a few steps back, but those twisted and swirling lines were getting tighter and tighter, like countless poisonous snakes about to devour life, screaming and pounced.

He took a few steps back and realized that this was not the solution, so he reached out and grabbed the noodle-like lines tightly!

In the eyes of others, he just grabbed a handful in the air, but in an instant, his palms were blurred with blood, and even hurt his muscles and bones. However, Qi Wanli just snorted, he grabbed these lines that only he could see, and pulled hard!

It was as if something had broken in the air, and there was a pop. At the same time, the unhealthy flush on Yan Xuan's face moved slightly, and his body shook.

He took a deep breath and shot continuously, but all of them were cracked by Qi Wanli one by one, although there were some very sad wounds on Qi Wanli's body, but they never hurt their roots.

"What's next?" Qi Wanli asked.

In his mind, the backup program said calmly and without emotion, "The infiltration of the main program permissions is complete. ”