Looking at the direction in which Yan Qingjue and Night Terror had left, the dragon's slightly distressed expression also calmed down, it opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of clouds, quietly covering its figure, and hummed: "Huangquan, this old thing, I'm afraid you owe me a big favor now......"

Thinking that he was dominant, leading the world alone, regarded as day, and night, he could pass through yin and yang, up to nine heavens, life and death, all under its dragon claws, and now he also ended up coaxing a child, and it is embarrassing to think about it.

It's a good thing that this little doll is a good one, and it's barely an old thing in Huangquan, so the sunshine is good.

Thinking of this, the dragon curled up in satisfaction, a pair of heterochromatic eyes slowly closed, and the ghostly aura wandering around it quietly melted into the darkness like falling frost.

……

After waking up from the night, the scenery in front of her had changed drastically, and she looked at Yan Qingjue stupidly, as if her mind was still chaotic.

Yan Qingjue raised his hand and pointed at the center of her eyebrows, and after confirming that she was normal, he smiled and said, "Awake?" ”

Ye Jinghong nodded, raised his hand to hold Yan Qingjue's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Where did that voice leave us to?" Is this the underworld? ”

Why is the scenery of the underworld exactly the same as the Yanlong Forest?!

But the wandering souls and evil ghosts, as well as the endless dead air, all these unearthly yin things are entangled around them, and they are afraid of Yan Qingjue and dare not approach.

Although not life-threatening, this scene is undoubtedly creepy!

Yan Qingjue naturally knew what Night Terror Hong saw, he shook his head helplessly, leaned over and kissed her eyelids, Night Terror Hong heard a crisp sound, and then the scenery in his eyes faded away from black and white and cold, everything was the same as before.

Night Terror was dumbfounded: "This is ......"

Yan Qingjue smiled: "You close your eyes and look at your dantian." ”

Night terror, closed his eyes and opened his inner vision, and found that there was a black dantian behind his dantian, which was the same size as the dantian, but if the dantian was full of vitality, this bead was full of netherworld qi.

"This ......"

"This is also your dantian." Yan Qingjue gently covered his hand over Night Terror's abdomen and said, "Don't be afraid, they are also your strength." ”

"Mine?"

"Yes."

Night Terror frowned and pondered for a moment, and said, "But because of my specialness? ”

Yan Qingjue nodded: "Yes, it does have something to do with your physique." ”

This body is already out of breath, and she herself is an alien ghost, so it is not uncommon for her to mutate.

So that's why no matter how hard she tries, her strength can't go any further?

Looking at the deep eyebrows of Night Terror, Yan Qingjue took out a pitch-black jade talisman and pressed it on the center of Night Terror's eyebrows, and a book of exercises quietly integrated into Night Terror's sea of knowledge.

This is a meditation practice, and I can't tell what level it is, but it's obviously not ordinary.

Yan Qingjue rubbed her satin-like long hair lovingly, and said, "The cultivation of this Netherworld Qi is completely different from the Xuanqi, with the help of that dragon, you broke through the confinement and successfully formed the Netherworld Pill, but in the future, you can only rely on yourself to slowly grope forward."

Although Netherworld Qi and Xuanqi are two unrelated systems, they also restrain each other, and you couldn't break through it earlier, precisely because Netherworld Qi was weak. If you want to cultivate again in the future, you need to strengthen both. ”

Night Terror: "...... so others can practice once, but she needs to practice twice?" Is it so exciting?

(End of chapter)