In the secret realm of the Dragon Pool, there is a special aura, and this aura makes people's hearts restless.

It's just that he has just stepped into this land, and Jin Yi has already felt the mania in his heart, which is not the emotion he should have.

In his previous life, after receiving the training of his grandfather and father, he became extremely calm, even if he was in his generation, he did not embark on the path of an assassin, he himself was calm and quiet.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have scanned family heirlooms and uploaded them to the Internet, relying on selling e-books.

Recite the secret of purifying your heart silently in your heart and suppress the restlessness in your heart.

When he opened his eyes, a faint red mist filled the space, and he quickly determined that with his breath, these red mist entered his body, causing a mania in his heart.

"This red fog should be harmless, otherwise the military will remind us." This secret realm is in the hands of the Zhenling Army, and although the commander of the Zhenling Army is cold-blooded and murderous, he will not make another pit in this kind of matter.

Otherwise, he, the commander of the Spirit Army, would not be able to do it anymore.

After all, in this trip, not to mention the number of descendants of the commander-level powerhouse, the monarch level alone is probably more than one palm.

"It's not just harmless, it's a treasure medicine to improve the body." Jin Yi is in a Xuanwu style, and strands of red mist condense, entering the body from the pores and breathing, turning into strands of special energy to moisten the internal organs.

The Xuanwu style is rapidly improving.

He played the first seven styles of the Great Martial Technique again, and each of them was constantly growing.

"The opening time of the secret realm is only seven days, but I can use a day or two to improve my physical body, just enough to pass on the demon clan's breathing method to Xiao Yao." Jin Yi found a relatively safe position and sat down cross-legged.

Placing the little crow in front of him, the chapter of the Imperial Spirit in the center of his eyebrows flickered, and a six-pointed star array enveloped the two of them.

Jin Yi's spiritual power appeared in Xiao Ya's spiritual space, fortunately, Jin Yi had run in with Xiao Yao in this area over the past few days, and Xiao Yao was already very familiar with the spiritual imprint.

Spiritual Imprint, this is the most commonly used and practical ability when the Imperial Master teaches certain skills to the Imperial Spirit.

As time passed, the little crow, who was in a state of curiosity, began to breathe regularly, visible to the naked eye, and the red mist accelerated towards it, and entered its body with its breathing.

"It can actually improve the quality of the little crow." Jin Yi's eyes lit up, Xiao Ya's qualifications were ordinary, even after swallowing a wisp of divine origin of the three-eyed god, the quality was just ordinary quality, at most it could be regarded as the highest level of ordinary quality.

With Jin Yi's continuous cultivation, although its quality has been improved, it has not been able to break through to excellent quality.

And the breathing method has become Jin Yi's breakthrough.

There are records in the family heirloom secret books, but most of them are too magical, or unrealistic, such as some practice diagrams, which are just suitable for a certain type of beast.

Therefore, Jin Yi found a set of breathing methods, which are said to be used by some Imperial Beast Sects to cultivate ordinary spirit beasts in extremely ancient times, when the Immortal Dao still existed.

However, Jin Yi really didn't know, but he still had a glimmer of expectation, and this try was really useful.

"It seems that the things in the family heirloom secret book have a great origin!" Jin Yi once again verified the small reliability of those things, but then shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that the fairy beast chapter didn't stay!" ”

Isn't that a pity, you say?

The spirit beast chapter is so powerful and wonderful, what about the fairy beast chapter?

But that half was damaged, is it a pity?

Dispelling these thoughts, Jin Yi began to urge Xiao Yao to run the breathing method, and with the operation of the breathing method, a large amount of red substance entered the body, which was already close to excellent quality, and it was also growing.

Although the speed was very slow and the progress bar was still some distance, it made Jin Yi see expectations.

"Xiaoya's current data is still very objective." In Jin Yi's perception, Xiao Ya's data swiped through one by one.

Crows

Race: Raven

Quality: Normal (85/100)

Rank: Warrior (99/100)

Abilities: Culling, Flashing, Splitting Stacks...... (Instinctive Ability)

Skills: Golem, Cursed Pupil

Of course, the progress bar was made up by Jin Yi himself, and he could clearly perceive the gap in a certain progress of Xiao Ya.

Although it is still at the warrior level, whether it is physical or combat power, Xiao Yao has actually reached the middle and upper level of the soldier, and Xiao Ya is inferior to spiritual power.

It's innate aptitude that influences it.

However, Jin Yi's talent is a godsend, and as his spiritual cultivation is about to break through, Xiao Ya's quality and potential will be improved.

And Jin Yi is now at the peak of the emperor, and he can advance to the level of a general at any time.

"In the past two days, I have first improved my physique and spiritual cultivation, so that the qualifications and potential of the little crow have also been improved.

Then search for the dragon scales with all your might. "That was his original plan.

Seven days, two days to improve yourself, one day to use the dragon pool, and only four days to accumulate dragon scales.

The time is not in a hurry, but Jin Yi does not intend to give up sharpening the knife.

The eighth style of the Great Martial Arts Technique is unfolded, and the coiling dragon style!

This style aims to condense the soul, integrate the soul with the body, and improve the control of oneself.

Similarly, this style also has the effect of strengthening the divine soul, or in other words, it is to cultivate the spirit of the warrior.

Like a true dragon coiled here, gradually, the aura around Jin Yi became stronger and more majestic.

The qi and blood in the body are scorching, and the whole body is like a furnace, and the fire of qi and blood is burning.

Ten minutes...... Twenty minutes...... Half an hour...... An hour......

As time passed, an increasingly scorching aura emanated from Jin Yi's body, and his skin became red.

After about three hours, Jin Yi suddenly opened his eyes, retracted, and exhaled a breath of white air.

"It's done!" In the sea of his soul, the spirit and soul are one, and they are integrated with the body, and some of the inconsistencies left by the soul have finally been eliminated by him, and now, he can perfectly play what he has learned in his previous life.

"What is this red substance? I'm at least a month away from getting this far. Jin Yi was very curious about this red substance.

"The last form, the demon ape opens the sky, melts the soul and transforms into strength, try to see if it can be achieved in these two days."

Once he comes out of his strength and becomes a martial artist, he will be fearless of everything and in this secret realm.

Because in the secret realm of the Dragon Transformation Pool, the most powerful is only a general-level spirit beast, and there are not many, and it is not that kind of senior general.

"Bluff—"

"Bluff—"

A howl interrupted Jin Yi and Xiao Ya's cultivation, especially Xiao Ya, who had just realized the beauty of the crow's life, and had just let it fill the progress bar of its own quality, and was about to take a breath, but was stopped by this voice, and suddenly became angry.

One person and one crow searched for prestige, only to see a monster with a dragon's head and a finch body appear ten meters away from the two, charging towards them.

"Drakemon!" Jin Yi said, before he commanded, the little crow couldn't wait to flap his wings.