Wei Zhen slowly opened his eyes, his expression was as usual, his face was calm, and the black intent in his whole body converged and returned to his body at this moment, as if nothing had happened before, but only he clearly knew what kind of life and death crisis Fang Cai had experienced in those few breaths.

The sleeping terrifying force in the body is due to the "Spirit Fighting Fist" The moment he woke up, his whole body seemed to be imprisoned, and there was a trace of extremely subtle strong will power in his senses that condensed from the flesh and blood meridians of his body, and then this trace of will power seemed to be twisted into a bundle, and there seemed to be a completely unfamiliar consciousness born in it, and as soon as this strange consciousness was born, it roared frantically and rushed towards his soul power space, almost forcibly breaking through the protective barrier outside the soul power space, intending to devour his consciousness.

At this moment, a strange sigil suddenly appeared outside the soul power space, this sigil was also extremely unfamiliar to him, but the aura it emitted made him feel a sense of déjà vu.

"Is this the breath of a tadpole rune?" Wei Zhen was shocked, but he finally understood the familiar source.

With the appearance of this strange rune, the entire soul power space suddenly stabilized, and that unfamiliar consciousness was shrouded in the light of the rune, and after several struggles, it was about to slowly disperse.

"Fate is so bad, I am not willing to die!" A roar like an ancient fierce beast suddenly exploded in Wei Zhen's mind, but after a while, it was finally annihilated without a breath.

And at the moment when this consciousness was generated and blatantly impacted the soul power space, Wei Zhenxin had a subtle sense of consciousness at the same time, as if in another distant world, at an unknown distance, there were two strange men and women looking at him.

This connection is extremely wonderful, as if although they are separated by endless space, they can still sense each other's existence, and after a little thought, his heart is like a rhino, and he instantly understands that this kind of induction comes from the same lineage, from the power of blood.

As the black intent of the whole body converged, this inexplicable induction was cut off instantly, but Wei Zhen already understood that if he met that pair of strange men and women again in the future, as long as the distance between them was not very far, they could still detect each other.

"What's going on? Who are they? What does I have to do with them? And the consciousness that was born?"

Wei Zhen's heart was shocked, and he fell into deep thought for a while.

"Wei Zhen, are you okay?" Mu Ziyin asked as she took a few steps, but didn't get too close.

"I'm fine, we should be able to get out of here soon!" Wei Zhen woke up from a dream, and turned back with a smile, and there was no trace of anything unusual in his body.

Compared with the crisis, his harvest this time was equally amazing, at the moment when the strange consciousness collapsed, the confinement of his body was naturally lifted, and the powerful force in his body that awakened from his slumber actually belonged to him completely.

Although he is limited to cultivation, the part that can be mobilized is very small, but he is not known how many times stronger than before, which is why he is so confident.

All the way was like a bamboo, every time he swung the "Spirit Fighting Fist", Wei Zhen had a vivid and refreshing feeling, and the ninth-level wind wolves in his eyes turned into black smoke and dissipated in the fist.

This time the two did not pause, but at some point no more wind wolves appeared in front of them, and the path of the ridge finally changed a little in their field of vision, and stone steps suddenly appeared, and at the end of the stone steps was a half-dilapidated palace.

"Wait, I'm a little tired. Mu Ziyin stopped abruptly and sat down on a stone step.

Wei Zhen paused, turned his head, and looked at her. "Let's take a break. At the moment, he was still intoxicated by the excitement of power, a feeling that fascinated him.

"Wei Zhen, are you a Shura Demon Clan?" Mu Ziyin's voice trembled slightly, as if she was trembling uncontrollably. But in her eyes, in addition to the hint of unexpected horror, there was more of a deep worry.

"Of course not. Wei Zhen said categorically, he could see that the latter's expression was abnormal. "Ziyin, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

When Mu Ziyin heard this, a smile couldn't help but wipe over her pale face, and then the melancholy became even more obvious, as thick as ink.

"Don't use the Demon Spirit Technique in front of people in the future, unless—" She said as if after some thought.

"Unless what?" Wei Zhen's heart was different, this was the second time someone had warned him like this, and the first time it was Nangong Yi of the Northern Ling Sect.

"Unless you kill everyone you see. Mu Ziyin's body trembled, as if she was frightened by what she said, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Why?" - As if she had already guessed that Wei Zhen would have such a question, she looked straight and continued: "The Mu clan motto, once you meet a demon disciple, you will definitely do your best to kill it, and the rules and admonitions of other major sects are the same. ”

Wei Zhen was completely silent, and immediately remembered what Xiang Wuyi had said in his mind - "The Demon Realm, that is, the people of the Shura Kingdom and the Netherworld, are the most hated by your human race, and they are almost the common enemies of the human race. ”

At that time, he didn't care very much, but when he heard Mu Ziyin say it again at this moment, he finally understood the dangerous meaning of the words "common enemy of the human race".

"Thank you, Ziyin, I know what to do. After being silent for a long time, Wei Zhen bowed and thanked him solemnly. Mu Ziyin stopped here, just to tell him, completely out of sincerity, he didn't understand in his heart.

Seeing him acting like this, Mu Ziyin couldn't help but smile, knowing that his suggestion had been fully accepted by him.

The two of them said no more, and ran straight towards the half-broken palace at the end of the stone steps.

Only Xiao Heihei poked out half of his head from Mu Ziyin's arms, looked at Wei Zhen with a flickering eye, and muttered in his heart: "Even if this kid is not a demon, he will definitely transform into a demon, who wants him to eat the egg of the demon inheritance." ”

At this moment, it finally remembered the black eggshell it had eaten in the Maoshan Sect a few years ago, and the breath of that eggshell was exactly the same as the aura that Wei Zhen had emanated from before.

In the remnant hall, broken stones are everywhere, but the remaining half of the palace seems to be intact, retaining the original style of this palace.

In the depths of the hall, nine huge pillars stand, the high ceiling is like a dome, at a glance, quiet as the sea, a wisp of green wind blows out from the inside, but can not hear the slightest sound.

Wei Zhen and Mu Ziyin stepped into it, and suddenly felt that their bodies were as light as swallows, as if there was an invisible wind supporting their bodies, and the speed under their feet suddenly doubled.

The two of them floated all the way, and in the blink of an eye, they had come to the deepest part of this half of the palace, and in the two of them, they felt that their bodies had completely lost their weight at this time, and they were empty in all directions.

Only in the center of the vast void, a cyan crown that emitted pure blue glow floated quietly, and a circle of ripples rippled out from all around the crown, and every time the ripples rippled, countless thin winds blew out in all directions, as if this was the source of the entire green wind world.

What's even more amazing is that in the endless ripples of that circle, there is a young cyan pony stretching its wings, sometimes roaring, sometimes bowing its head, or looking down from time to time.

This green horse is the one that Mu Dingshan said "spiritual root transformation".

Below the cyan crown, in different directions, dozens of people were already sitting cross-legged, Nangong Yi, Xiang Wuyi, Xu Zheng, Mu Dingshan, the mysterious young man with a hood on his head and others were all there, in addition to some familiar people, there were several strange young people who had never met.

The arrival of Wei Zhen and Mu Ziyin did not attract too much attention from them, and at this moment, these people were all sitting with their eyes closed, as if they were meditating on something.

Among the crowd, Yun Si opened his eyes at this time, nodded and smiled at the two, and then stretched out his hand to point to the ground and motioned for the two to sit down.

"They are comprehending the meaning of the wind, I'm afraid that whoever has a more thorough comprehension will choose whoever the cyan pony transformed by the wind spirit root will choose!" Mu Ziyin explained in a low voice, after all, she came from a large sect, and her knowledge in this area was far beyond Wei Zhen.

"Let's give it a try, even if we don't get the approval of the wind spirit root, this opportunity to understand the meaning of the wind is rare!"

While speaking, Mu Ziyin sat down on the ground and began to comprehend according to Yun Si's instructions.

Wei Zhen did as he said, and when he closed his eyes, the moment his mind was calm, he felt an invisible wind blowing, and this wind did not blow on his body, but went straight into the soul power space.

His soul consciousness swept and went straight over, but before he could get closer, he was blown away by the invisible wind, and he didn't force it, carefully controlling the two wisps of soul consciousness around the vicinity, and carefully comprehending the meaning of the wind.

Not long after the time passed, Wei Zhen opened his eyes again, but there was no sense of loss in his face. For the past half hour, he only felt a hint of lightness in this invisible wind, and he could not feel anything else.

If it was placed in the past, Wei Zhen would definitely continue to work hard to persevere, but after obtaining the inexplicable power in his body, he seemed to be more inclined to that kind of pure power, and the attribute of wind was more important than elegance and sharpness, but it was not suitable for him, although he had not yet condensed Wei Dan, and his future path was not completely certain.

At this time, it was not only Wei Zhen who took the initiative to choose to give up, Yun Si and Lin Shaoshao seemed to be earlier than him, and as soon as they saw him open their eyes, the two walked over calmly.

Apart from them, the most striking thing was the two young men in almost identical costumes, one covered in a thick black robe, with only a pair of eerie eyes exposed.

The other was thin and pale, with a strange rune drawn between his eyebrows.

"Be careful of these two, the one on the left is the one from the Black Soul Clan, and the one facing him is the guy from the Terran Clan. Yun Si reminded in a low voice, frowning and telling the origin of the two.