[Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, heroes, please start all over again]

Ye Wuwu slowly opened his eyes, and there was darkness in front of him.

The three of them were carefully scattered around, flying slowly, and Ye Wuwu was at the end.

The demonic power flowed all over his body, and the depths of Ye Wuwu's eyes faintly revealed a trace of tyranny and ferocity.

He had just experienced a death.

Facing the great demon of the God Transformation Realm, he had no room for resistance at all.

So, he was back to the moment when he had just stepped into the crevice of the mountain.

Fall back?

If it is an ordinary Ye Wuwu, he may choose to leave resolutely after some careful consideration.

It's not that he doesn't covet what is inside this "blessed land", it's just that after weighing it, he thinks that he can't set foot in it yet.

But with the return of death, Ye Wuwu's current situation is still in the process of "demonization".

If he was killed once, how could he stop there?

The tyrannical color in his eyes dissipated without a trace in an instant, and his demonic eyes were full of thoughts.

I just knew the sea, why did a woman's voice come?

The figure still swept forward with the three demons, but Ye Wuwu's consciousness slowly sank into the sea of knowledge.

He's going to find an answer here.

In the sea of knowledge, there is a figure that slowly appears, but it is Ye Wuwu himself.

Knowing the sea is the dwelling place of the monk's divine consciousness, and it is an exaggeration to say that it is the sea.

But even if Ye Wuwu himself stood in the sea of knowledge, he couldn't see every part of this sea of knowledge.

How big is the sea of knowledge, this is a question that everyone wants to know.

With the growth of the realm, the scope of the sea will gradually expand, and the scenery inside will also change.

Ye Wuwu remembered that his master Li Qingshan had mentioned to himself that within his sea of knowledge was a barren desert and countless barren sword mounds.

But now I know the sea of knowledge......

At your feet, there is a thick fog that churns incessantly, and from a distance, it really looks like the sea.

Looking up, I could only see a gray sky, and faintly, there was a little purple.

Are there any other people here?

Ye Wuwu felt a little absurd, how could there be other people in his sea of knowledge?

But the reality is so absurd.

It's his own sea of knowledge, and Ye Wuwu's figure shuttles freely within it, and he can often cross countless distances forward with a single movement of his mind.

But even so, Ye Wuwu didn't find the slightest.

"Won't you come out?" Ye Wuwu muttered to himself.

Thinking about it carefully, when the woman's voice appeared, it was the monster's divine consciousness that stepped into the sea of his own consciousness.

At the moment, it seems that it is impossible to find it.

Ye Wuwu shook his head, his expression chuckled helplessly, and his body gradually became illusory in the sea of knowledge, and it seemed that he was about to give up.

But immediately, the sea of knowledge surged violently, and the thick mist, like the surface of the water that had been boiled, was dozens of times more violent than before.

Ye Wuwu's eyes suddenly became a little crazy, he smiled evilly, and clasped his hands tightly.

The fog is surging, but the sea of knowledge is collapsing.

In the surging mist, the purple color suddenly became thicker at this moment.

There was a trace of ripples rippling in the mist, but a vague figure was faintly revealed.

At the same time, the familiar sound of a woman snorting.

"Crazy?"

Ye Wuwu laughed, his eyes were full of fierceness, and his figure was much more illusory than Fang Cai.

He was really crazy just now.

But he wasn't crazy.

He just wanted to take a gamble.

Ye Wuwu did not hesitate to force the figure to appear at the cost of burning the sea of knowledge.

As it turned out, he was right.

Because when he thinks that there is another person in the sea of his knowledge, he still knows nothing.

This situation is even more crazy when you think about it.

Ye Wuwu shook his head, removed the distractions in his heart, and said hoarsely.

"Who are you?"

The vague figure seemed to be silent for a moment at this moment, and then a word slowly came out, but it was cold and frosty.

"How is the demon power of my demon fox clan used?"

The demonic eyes froze for a moment, even with Ye Wuwu's expression.

After blurring the figure, there seemed to be six tails wagging slightly.

Ye Wuwu's tone was a little difficult, he was thinking.

"This demonic power is clearly what I got from that old fox."

After hearing this, the vague figure trembled slightly, but then there was a burst of laughter like silver bells.

The laughter was full of contempt.

"You don't think that if you absorb a little bit of demonic power, you can use it with your human body, right?"

"If you can raise this level with a few demon powers, then wouldn't everyone in your human race follow suit of demon cultivation?"

Ye Wuwu's expression was a little silent.

He really didn't pay much attention to it.

Demon cultivators, as the name suggests, refer to human monks who give up their spiritual power to cultivate demonic power.

Brutal killing is synonymous with demon cultivation, and because of this, everyone will be punished if they see a demon cultivator.

This is also why Ye Wuwu did not dare to expose his ability to invoke demon power in front of Xia Anmeng.

But even so, he had never heard that after the monk turned into a demon cultivator, the realm of combat power could be like himself, and he had been promoted from the foundation building to the golden pill.

It seems that only he can improve the realm with his demonic power.

Why is that?

Ye Wuwu wanted to ask something, but the vague figure said coldly and impatiently.

"Get out."

In an instant, things seemed to be distorted in Ye Wuwu's eyes, and the sea of consciousness dissipated, and there was darkness.

When I opened my eyes again, it was still in the dark passage.

There was a trace of powerful demonic power that came out of Ye Wuwu's body, but it was only for a moment, and the next moment was still the same as before.

But this change in demonic power was immediately noticed by the three demons.

The eyes of the three demons showed shock, although it was only for a moment, but they felt an aura that was much stronger than their own realm.

But the initiator of all this, Ye Wuwu's expression was as usual, and he just lightly swept past the three demons and wrote lightly.

"Let's go, it's not far away."

The Peng Demon responded, and his figure continued to sweep forward, but then there was some doubt in his eyes.

Why is the other party saying that it is not far away?

This passage is dark and boundless, when will it be a head?

Things are going on, and it's business as usual.

Ye Wuwu didn't advance anything, nor did he change anything.

The fear and surprise of the Peng demon, the small abacus of the rat demon, and the ignorance and fearlessness of the tiger demon.

Everything is the same as before.

Until I came to the pool, I came to the entrance of the peach blossom forest.

The bronze mirror on the cliff of the first line of heaven exuded a faint light, and when he looked into the distance, Ye Wuwu could even see his own shrunken reflection in the bronze mirror.

The peach trees in the forest bear full of peaches.

A few peach blossom dryads moved slowly on the ground.

"Roar!"

The roar was deafening.

There was a dragon that suddenly jumped out from the depths of the pool, and its eyes were full of ferocity.

Everything is different from Fang Cai.