When he possessed the Xuanyin Ice Spirit, the active Xuanyin Essence hidden in various mediums in the ten directions of the Void Earth was all summoned by Tu Tian, condensed bit by bit, and the wisps gathered, turning into a liquid light stream, ignoring any barrier to enter his "Spirit Palace", and adsorbing on that tiny particle of Xuanyin Ice Spirit. With the line of the sun and the moon as the axis, the ice spirit rotates on its own, so that the light flow is arranged in an orderly manner, condensing into an octagonal diamond-shaped body in the shape of a jujube core, which is crystal clear, cold and profound, and quietly grows.

And at this moment, outside of Tu Tian's attention, in the still rioting gods, the storm of destruction finally swept through the realm that should never be touched, and an incredible thing was accidentally activated by the eye of the storm.

The mutation occurred suddenly, and the rapidly rotating Zu Qi Feng's eyes suddenly paused, and then began to rotate in reverse at a speed of thousands of times, and the yin and evil qi and comfrey demon poison that were torturing him to death and alive were like suddenly encountering a nemesis of life and death, fleeing in panic, rushing around, and eager to escape from his body. However, after all, it was no match for the mysterious suction, and it was instantly tied back by the net and swallowed up by the eye of the wind. Immediately afterwards, the vast purple demonic demon in the demon capital was also alarmed, roaring and roaring, and let out a rumbling thunder, like a group of enraged wild beasts, sweeping up the high heavens and rushing towards the slaughtering sky.

At this moment, one of Tu Tian's eyes quietly faded its brilliance and turned into a dark and deep pool without realizing it. When all light and color arrives there, it will instantly fall into darkness.

This time, however, he was still awake, and his other eye was still as clear as ever. It's just that he panicked, his body couldn't move, and he watched the purple water in the sky rage for no reason, wanting to swallow him.

"Or do you want to bury yourself in the demon capital......"

Tu Tian laughed in despair.

Perhaps Pulsatilla had miscalculated and that he should have died at this time, not at the age of fifteen......

However, he was unwilling and extremely unwilling. Thinking of his wild words at the beginning, and thinking of his grandfather's iron-blooded teachings before his death, he felt that he was ashamed of himself, he was slaughtering the sky, which means "the sky is not merciful to be slaughtered, and the earth is not merciful to be killed", however, even if he tried his best to make himself strong, he was still tightly held by the hand of fate.

In the end, everything is in vain, before the power of heaven and earth, he is like an insignificant ant, and any effort is ridiculous.

"Even if an ant dares to fight in the face of an unfair fate, right? Like that little bee, knowing that it will die, it must let the strong enemy bear the wrath of the smaller......

"I can accept fate, but I will never accept my own humility!"

Tu Tian looked up to the sky and roared.

His anger was ignited by his unyielding will, and he desperately detained two vermilion fruits and opened his mouth to swallow them.

Not enough, not enough......

He felt his own strength, but he also felt even more frustrated, which was really insignificant compared to the power of heaven and earth.

The rage was blazing, the clear eyes were overflowing with blood, and the eyes were red and burning like magma, and his heart became crazy and tyrannical, and his fighting spirit boiled.

One by one, the vermilion fruits were devoured by him, completely reckless.

The purple river in the high sky roared down, Tu Tian let out a long roar, jumped up, and waved his fist at the purple river.

In his eyes, it was no longer a river, but an enemy in the depths of his memory that made him feel extremely powerless, his adoptive father - Tu Du.

At this moment, his inner demons were reawakened, his mind was destroyed, and his obsession turned into an illusion, fighting with the most unforgettable enemy in his life.

He didn't realize that the endless purple demonic demon was surging into his body, swallowed up by his empty "dantian", converging into a vast lake, and there was another red lake in the distance, which existed long before the purple lake was formed, and there were countless figures sinking or floating in the lake, with pale and serene faces, as if silently listening to the song of red dust and the sound of sacrifices of all beings.

On the Fifth Ring Mountain of the Demon Capital, the "demons and demons" in the depths of the ground suddenly opened their eyes.

His name is "Demon Demon", and he is a great demon who has been personally suppressed by the Lord of the Demon Realm. The seal loosened, and the blood leaked from his body, waking him up from his slumber.

"Demon Lord, although you have imprisoned me for a thousand years, you cannot imprison me for a lifetime. Wait and see, the demon world will eventually forget your name as a demon lord, but it will never forget my demon demon. No, it's a demon and a fairy. After I have cultivated for a hundred years and gained immortal power, I will definitely return to the demon world and continue my relationship with you. ”

He condensed the magic power of his whole body and pushed his palms towards the weakest part of the seal.

Boom, the seal shattered, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the tall and straight figure of the demon and demon carried a monstrous demon mist, piercing through the rubble like thunder.

However, he immediately stopped his form and looked at the heavens in amazement.

Why does the water of the Immortal River flow backwards into the sky? No, the spiritual power of the Forbidden Demon Immortal Mountain is being drained...... I, I'm free! I don't have to cultivate for a hundred years, I don't have to wait until I have immortal power to return to the demon world......

He was overjoyed and had mixed feelings, looking back at the very center of the magic capital. The impenetrable "purple eyes" were so kind at the moment, like a mother calling for a child, and he could feel the strong calling. It's a thousand years, and I can't help but cry, and the devil will miss my hometown too......

Cowardly, he lifted his steps and took it back.

Maybe it's not the time to go back, being abraded by the forbidden demon immortal power for thousands of years, the mana is exhausted, and even the combat power of the year is not comparable, and it is better to go to the human world to lie dormant for more than a hundred years, restore the peak and then settle accounts with him.

He said to himself. Then he resolutely turned around and flew in the direction of the rushing "Huaxian River", wanting to find out what could cause the spiritual power of the "Nine Dragons Inkstone" to be lost, this power was really thrilling and terrifying.

The demon flew to the peak of the Second Ring Mountain Range, witnessed the monstrous ocean, and also saw the little child, and was shocked.

That wild roar was even more heart-palpitating than the Chaos Tribulation Thunder, and all the Immortal Purple Rivers revived their souls because of him, fighting him with all their might, and they didn't gain the upper hand.

Who is this person? The killing intent is three points stronger than the demon lord, when did such a person appear in the Three Realms? Could it be that the heavens and the earth have undergone great changes in the past thousand years?

The demon demon looked at the figure, his hands, feet, legs trembled involuntarily, and the blood and qi all over his body rushed rapidly in his body, extremely manic. He couldn't understand why, it wasn't from the fear of the heart, but the autonomous reaction of the flesh and blood of the body, as if inspired by heaven and earth. The longer he stared at him, the more active the essence and magic of his whole body became, as if he wanted to break through his body and sacrifice to the other party, so impatient.

"Something is wrong, it's so wrong!" the demon muttered to himself, full of suspicions, "This person has immortal arts, ghost arts, ancient martial arts, and demon skills, which are very complicated, and he is somewhat similar to me." But his cultivation is very shallow, and all the paths are beginners, even by the standards of the cultivation realm, he is not a master, and he has not even completed the foundation building, and he is not even a cultivator. But what is it that unleashed such a huge amount of power?"

In the moment of watching, the Heavenly Demon Demon Demon had transformed into nine purple-scaled demon dragons, fangs and claws, furious, and let out a terrifying roar, doing their best to fight the tiny mortal for the last time.

The Purple River Demon Demon fought on its own, and the soul turned into a dragon, and it was something that had never been done before, but if you looked closely, it was more like a poor insect that was forcibly restrained involuntarily, struggling helplessly. After a few moments, they weakened a little, and the threats were sucked away.

The demon and demon no longer watched from the wall, fearing that the human and demon passage would be affected and an accident would occur, so he hurriedly flew quickly to the heart of the Nine Dragons inkstone, that is, the purple eyes that could not be seen.

The Nine Dragons Locking Heaven Array has been fully activated, and the inkstone "Nine Dragons Heaven-Winning Array" is its hub, at this time, the dragon soul escaped, fused with the Purple River Immeasurable Demon Demon, and went to kill the child, leaving nine empty shell mud tires, surrounded by a huge blood-colored vortex, which was the entrance to the Demon Realm. If that person is allowed to absorb the demon evil, the Nine Dragons Locking Heaven Array will inevitably be broken in the near future, attracting the masters of the Demon Realm is secondary, lest this ancient passage be annihilated, and then if you want to return to the Demon Realm, you will have to detour to the Immortal Realm, which will take a lot of time.

The demon knew the secret of the Nine Dragons inkstone, and although he was worried, he was not flustered, and quickly sent a hand to the clay sculpture of the Nine Dragons, wanting to forcibly summon the dragon soul to return.

However, his efforts were all in vain, and the soul of the Nine Dragons couldn't help but be involuntarily at all, all of them were restrained by that seemingly insignificant mortal, and they couldn't be freed.

The demon suddenly turned around, his eyes showing viciousness.

"It seems that I can only kill you, but I want to see what big secret you hide. ”

"Since you have cultivated the ghost path, I will use the ghost path to fight with you. ”

The demon and demon turned his finger on the magic ring, and recited a long incantation aloud: "Pangu opened the sky, at the beginning of the truth, the stardust overflowed, and the souls were born; The way of heaven lacks one, the world is impermanent, the phantom body is withered, and the soul is hidden. The heavenly court has not yet been completed, the underworld has no time, and the remnants of the soul have nowhere to go, scattered in the wilderness to be led by me. Ci'er and other obsessions are memories, pain is the heart, a thought of sustenance, turned into a ghost, listen to my orders-"

Dense mayflies flew out of the ring in an instant, scattering in all directions, capturing the obsessive murderous spirits that had not dissipated.

There are countless mortals, immortals, demons, birds and beasts who have died tragically in the demon capital, there is no trace of the underworld, there is no way to lead them, and thousands of remnant souls cannot be reincarnated, and they are gradually swallowed by demons, worn out by immortal power, and turned back to their origins by time, but the rest is still unknown, unconsciously deposited in the rocks and soil, and now they are imprisoned by evil forces, and they emerge involuntarily, condensed and formed with the help of the small body of the mayfly.

In an instant, the yin wind roared, the dust and sand flew, the entire space was gray, the sky resounded with bursts of thunder, and purple lightning appeared for no reason, hitting the boundary curtain of the high dome, and the already silent dead heroic spirit let out a terrible wail, was forcibly awakened, and entered the mayfly with obsession and pain. Billions of mayflies gather into a monstrous monster.