The spiritual sense withdrew from the Elephant Emperor, Feng Yaotian's eyes returned to clarity, his chin was pinched with his hand, and he thought about it in his heart, and he moved the idea of accepting it as a servant. He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on www.biquge.info the floor, looking for a way to resurrect it.

Time passed quietly unconsciously, and after a day and night, Feng Yaotian finally opened his eyes and slowly stood up, his right index finger falling on the void and swiping non-stop.

With the movement of Feng Yaotian's fingers, they were as black as ink, but they emitted a faint and clear light, like a tadpole crawling in a strange witch script, from right to left lines appeared in the void, forming a continuous arcane incantation.

Then, several drops of blood flew out of Feng Yaotian's body and splattered on the incantation. The inky black spell was like a layer of boiling and rich blood in an instant, and every witch text burned with scarlet flames, facing the lightning overhead, and the face of the reflected wind and the sky was dark purple for a while, and instantly turned blood red, which was extremely hideous. For a while, the underground of Shen Longyuan was like a blood river hell, and the ghosts were terrifying.

Feng Yaotian flicked his hands continuously, and one by one the witch texts composed of blood flames were smashed into the body of the dust hidden in the void, and the dark red flames burned fiercely. Immediately, a platinum point of light appeared in the blood flame, and immediately after, more and more platinum points of light emerged, like a sky canopy star floating in the blood-colored void.

Feng Yaotian's fingers didn't stop, more witch Wen was beaten into the dust, the blood-colored flames burned more and more, and countless platinum points of light didn't seem to be able to withstand the heat of the flames, and they swirled and stirred rapidly, colliding with each other, and then fused and growing. After a while, it coalesced into a fist-sized ball, emitting a strong platinum light, faintly overshadowing the blood flames.

"What a powerful soul!"

Feng Yaotian was amazed, even he didn't expect that this grain of dust from the primeval world would be so powerful that he had only seen it in his life. Not only its body, but even its shattered soul has also transformed and evolved to an incredible realm after being tempered by the corrosive power of the Shen Long Yuan for countless years.

The glow of the mote soul softened, meaning that it had merged with the pure memories attached to the soul to become its own knowledge. Fusing the memories of countless powerhouses, after its resurrection, it will probably be one of the most knowledgeable people in the world.

Feng Yaotian thought about it, and searched out two tricks from his memory that were just suitable for it, one was "Three Thousand Dust Realm", and the other was "Dust Point Too Clear", which also entered its soul together.

At this time, a stream of dust surged in the burning blood flames, like a turbid spring gushing, surging higher and higher, slowly condensing into a human body. In the blink of an eye, Feng Yaotian had already pushed out with a palm, and the powerful soul was forcibly beaten into the body.

Imperial Decree - Bestow Life!

To give life, as the name suggests, is to give gifts to all things in heaven and earth with bodies and life.

To be honest, with Feng Yaotian's current cultivation, he didn't have the ability to cast such a profound spell that captured the heavens and the earth. He just relied on the powerful power of the Elephant Emperor to forcibly gather its broken soul and give it ontological activity, use his own painstaking efforts as a guide to rekindle its fire of life, and then fuse its soul with its body. There are still 108,000 miles away from changing one's life against the sky and giving one's life. If it weren't for its own conditions, Feng Yaotian couldn't do anything.

Given the life of the Great Witch, from now on, it is the most faithful servant of the Great Witch, and he lives only for the Great Witch all his life.

The blood-colored flames vanished, and the underground returned to its original darkness, and countless bodies formed by the dust gathered stood silently in the air, their eyes revealing a strange white gold light. Suddenly, the platinum light dissipated, and the body melted into the void, as if it had never existed. However, it has been able to autonomously transform its body, control the unity of the physical body and the divine soul, and accelerate its recovery.

Feng Yaotian didn't care about this, he sat cross-legged on the ground directly, and ran the emperor's qi to cultivate the emperor. Performing his life, the elephant emperor and his hard work were consumed too much, which made his body a little unbearable.

"Come out, Yin Zhong!" An hour later, Feng Yaotian stood up, looked into the void, and smiled.

A white-haired old man with a two-foot silver beard suddenly appeared on the ground, he held his heart in his left hand, gathered five fingers of his right hand against the center of his eyebrows, bent down and knelt down, and then put his palms together, his body slowly leaned forward, and then stretched out his hands left and right, his whole body was flat on the ground, and he knocked on the ground nine times with his forehead, and said to the wind and the sky: "Yin Zhong, see my lord!"

In ancient times, the most devout believers performed a ritual when they visited their own gods, symbolizing wholehearted and unreserved worship. Feng Yaotian stretched out his right hand and gently pressed the palm on the top of Yin Zhong's head, indicating acceptance of his loyalty.

"How did you get trapped here?" Feng Yaotian asked with a wave of his hand to get Yin Zhong up.

"Master, the old servant was accidentally sucked into here by a powerful and strange force, and the specific old servant is not very clear, but the old servant should be one of the first people to fall here. Yin Zhong's tone was not sad or happy, and said respectfully.

Since the birth of the primeval world, he has been cultivating alone in the flood wilderness, but he has inexplicably suffered an unjustified disaster, resulting in his death. Now, after experiencing the cycle of life and death, and being reborn, his state of mind is suddenly vague, and he forgets himself, and his realm is no longer comparable to yesterday.

"Well, you're not alone?"

"Yes, the old servant was swept in at the same time as everyone within a radius of thousands of miles. Before that, there was no such place as Shen Longyuan in the world. Yin Zhong replied respectfully.

What happened at that time? It can cause a great change in the heavens and the earth, and then form such a hellish and strange cage, I don't know how many heroes and heroes have been wiped out.

Feng Yaotian raised his head, but found that Yin Zhong's whole body seemed to be being cut by thousands of knives and axes, and the dust and sand were flying, as if the dust that had accumulated for thousands of years was peeled off layer by layer, almost collapsing.

It seems that his body still can't withstand the erosion of Shen Longyuan. With my current strength, it is not difficult to send him out alone.

"Wait a minute, I'll send you out of here, you come with your ears first, I have something to explain. Feng Yaotian beckoned Yin Zhong to come over, and secretly instructed in his ear, "I will pass on your alchemy and health preservation chapter of 'Heavenly Sacrifice Refining Dafa' again, after you go out, find a talented Dan master and teach him this skill, so as to help you." ”

Yin Zhong's eyes were resolute, "What about you, master?"

Feng Yaotian smiled confidently, "Don't worry about me, little Shen Longyuan can't hurt me yet." Remember what I told you, and in five years' time, you'll come here to pick me up. ”

Yin Zhong nodded silently, and immediately, pure black flames flashed from his body, and eight witch texts formed a circle, protecting him inside.

"Go!" Feng Yaotian snorted softly, waved his right hand, and then closed his eyes and sank into concentration, continuing to cultivate.

Yin Zhong turned into a stream of dust and circled the edge of the earth, and wherever he passed, the Kunbei there disappeared in large swaths, leaving only a very small part. After doing all this, he soared into the air, flew all the way through the exit of Shen Longyuan, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

"Tinder, bring hope for harvest!" said an inexplicable sentence, Feng Yaotian's eyes opened lightly, two unfathomable rays of light rose in his eyes, and deep laughter surged around his body, "Hahaha......"

Silently, the heavens and the earth trembled slightly.

Sending Yin Zhong away, Feng Yaotian returned to boring cultivation, and the lonely days passed day by day. In his spare time, he thought about the words left by the end of the world that he had read several times in his mind.

Two hours passed, and still nothing, Feng Yaotian couldn't help but feel a disturbance in his heart, and the neatly arranged words in his mind also shook violently, distorting and squeezing between words, disintegrating and dissipating.

In a thousandth of a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in Feng Yaotian's mind, which made him think of a possibility, "Hehe, I see!"