Chapter 381: It's not easy for anyone to come

Qi and blood are reversed, and the meridians are reversed.

Looking down at the microcosm, it can be seen that the "inner domain" composed of 600 trillion trillion particles is disintegrating and disintegrating, distorting and reorganizing.

Poof!

Yan Xing's eyes trembled, and two fleshy touches stretched out from his eye sockets, and a bloody void split at the front end, revealing his fangs and hissing in the sky. The skin of the body is cracked, or the face is terrifying, or the deformed limbs, dense children's holes, and scarlet tentacles......

In an instant, they were unrecognizable, not like people and ghosts, not like ghosts, the most evil, the ugliest, and most deformed monsters.

"With this trick, you want to kill me too!?"

Yan Xing drank coldly, and before the words fell, even his tongue was divided into hundreds of entangled small snakes, smooth and scarlet, spitting snake letters, and the vertical boy flickered coldly.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you kill you or not, at least it can hurt you hard to limit your strength."

No. 28 looked happy, as if seeing Yan Xing being tortured was her greatest enjoyment.

"Humph!"

Yan Xing's brows furrowed, and his thoughts swept over the collapsed body over and over again, these changes were not fatal to him, but those deformed things seemed to have their own thoughts, and each place could divide a part of his power.

I have to admit that this move is indeed very subtle, it neither affects his life, nor restricts his actions, and the power differentiation is only two or three percent, and the evolution mechanism is down, and there is no response.

The problem isn't with those pure-blood orbs.

Through careful observation, Yan Xing could determine this, and in the succession ceremony that was carried out at the beginning, those pure-blood source beads were devoured by him.

Originally, it was used to purify the bloodline, but it failed because he was a perfect pure blood, and all of it was transmitted into pure energy by [Devouring Heaven and Earth], and if there was any backhand in it, it should also be annihilated.

"Memory, Exercise Inheritance?"

Yan Xing's heart moved, and he immediately sank his mind into the depths of his mind, and sure enough, he found the source of the mutation in his memory, which was originally a crystal clear memory, but at this moment it was full of black and red lines, like a living flesh membrane oil net, slightly flickering with an evil ghostly light.

In his succession ceremony, he incorporated the spiritual experience of the Night Lord of the past generations, including many powerful exercises, which were instinctively integrated into his own path, and finally engraved on the flesh particles to form a powerful "domain", which is why his physical body is distorted.

His Tao was polluted.

"Awesome, can you still play like this? What an ingenious trick!"

Finding the source of the problem, Yan Xing was not in a hurry, he was very curious, how did this first generation of night masters do it, it was originally a very normal exercise, and such a change would occur under certain conditions.

Hidden in the words, rooted in the depths of memory, silently lurking, it will suddenly be difficult at any time.

With his realm attainments, or the wisdom of many night masters, for so long, no one has found that there is a problem with those exercises, and he can practice normally, and he can also really improve his cultivation to the realm.

"It's a bit like the power of information, it's not so domineering, but the composition is very similar, isn't it, the first Night Lord is the twelfth order!?"

Yan Xing's guess is not far from the truth, the deity of No. 7 is indeed the twelfth order, although the wisp of her separated mind does not inherit any power, but she has the knowledge of the sky, as if the structure of the power of information, it is not easy to compile some hidden inheritance exercises with hidden dangers in words.

"Kill—"

Seeing that Yan was restrained, a cold look flashed in No. 13's eyes, and he approached, and slapped it fiercely with a palm carrying terrifying power.

Yan Xing wanted to dodge, but he found that his body was uncontrollable, and thirty percent of his strength was against him, one subtracted and one was eliminated, which was equivalent to only forty percent of his strength.

"GE Force Field!

Innate ability, but it will not be polluted, and at the last moment, the force field shield is raised, like a crystal-like crystal, covering the chest, and the endless diamond-shaped facets are shining with blurry brilliance.

Boom –

Yan Xing was repulsed, and the force field unloaded most of the power of destruction, and the flesh was scraped by the mighty force, and a large piece of flesh and blood melted, revealing Liu

Glass-like bones.

Life returns to operation, broken particles are restored, and extinguished particles are quickly healed and repaired with the support of perpetual motion bodies.

Poof!

Looking down, the body that had just been repaired was broken open again, and many deformed organs had grown.

This shows that he can't use self-destruction to get rid of the aberration, unless he cuts off the source of his memory, and then peels off the traces of the exercises on the particles and reconstructs the 'inner domain'.

"Your vitality is really tenacious, and you deserve to be the true deity of Yama."

Seeing that Yan Xing was safe and sound, No. 28's eyes sank slightly, and Yan Luo was only immortal and immortal, this guy was even more weird, and even the recovery ability of the physical body was so perverted.

Yan Xing seemed to have never heard of it, his attention was on his memory, and he condensed the invisible blade with his mental consciousness, and without hesitation, he slashed at those black and red lines.

Clang! Katsa –

"Huh?"

Yan Xing frowned, feeling unprecedented pain, this is nothing, the key is that with the slash, those intact memories have also been damaged, and when they are healed, those twisted and wriggling lines will also recover, as difficult as maggots on tarsal bones.

Although these things are bad "memories", they are essentially memories that belong to him, with the same root and origin, entangled in the entire memory, which cannot be stripped away or extinguished.

Unless, the entire memory body is completely wiped out, but doing so is undoubtedly killing a thousand enemies and losing 100 million, he will become a blank sheet of paper that doesn't know anything, is he still him?

Yan Xing shook his head, decisively gave up this path, pondered for a moment, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"There it is!"

The body incarnated by consciousness walked to the memory body, sat cross-legged, pinched the seal in his hand, and calmed down. The next moment, a huge nine-colored vortex appeared behind him, majestic and magnificent, and the breath was immeasurable.

"Hehe, you know you're scared?"

Those black and red lines, as if sensing natural enemies, twisted and danced, drilling into the depths of memory, wanting to hide, wanting to escape.

But this is the world of consciousness of Yan Xing, where can he escape?

Yan Xing's mind moved, as if an invisible big hand grabbed the entire memory body and roughly stuffed it into the nine-colored vortex.

Buzzing!

The whirlpool sensed the invasion of a foreign object, and immediately spun rapidly, and its memory was like a river of crystal light, which was pulled into a ribbon and fell into the center of the whirlpool.

At the intersection of the nine colors, suddenly a black light appeared, and a dark pitch black appeared, blacker than the blackest, as if he was very interested in the black and red lines in those memories, and an invisible force emerged and swallowed them all.

Squeak –

A piercing and sharp wail rose the moment and immediately returned to dead silence.

"Huh!?"

Yan Xing's expression moved, sensing the fleeting fluctuations, this was the first time he had captured the power beyond cognition in the long time he had explored the nine-colored flowers and the nine-colored vortex, although it was only for a moment, but he remembered that breath vividly.

Is this a blessing in disguise?

Yan Xing was overjoyed in his heart, his guess was not wrong, this nine-colored vortex really hid a great secret, the road was not wrong, and the hard work paid for it was not in vain.

Moments later, the memory reappeared, crystal clear and flawless, and the lines on it were completely gone.

Moreover, Yan Xing found that his memory was not missing, those practice inheritances, the cultivation experience of the night masters of the past dynasties, still existed, and what was erased was only the strange power hidden in it.

In the outside world, time has only passed in a flash, and No. 28, who was in a stalemate with Yan Xing, suddenly changed his expression.

"What!?"

Through the thoughts from Number 7, she learns that Yan Xing has been freed from the secret hand left behind by him, and can no longer control the other party's physical body.

How did he do it so quickly?

Rumble!

No. 28's expression was cloudy, and he looked intently to see that Yan Xing had been shrouded in the sudden rise of scarlet flames, and his body was incinerating, and the roar and wail of distorted organs came from the flames, until it burned to the ground

The next skeleton stepped out of the flames.

"Yo! Yo yo! I'm sorry to disappoint you again, I seem to be okay again, hahaha!"

Yan Xing laughed, spit out every word, and the skeleton was rapidly growing bloody flesh, meridians, internal organs, skin, and in an instant, a perfect fruit body was standing in the void.

With a wave of his hand, the black robe covered his body, Yan Xing's expression was leisurely, and everything returned to normal except for the missing left eye.

There was a long silence.

No. 28 and No. 13 looked at each other, both with complex and powerless faces, and they came to take advantage of the excitement, and they wanted to kill Yama himself cleanly to cut off Yama's vitality, but they didn't expect the process to be so difficult, and they couldn't help each other with all their means.

"Lord Night!

Seeing that Yan Xing was fine, Wei Yuan and the others were also relieved, their faces were happy, and they were captured inexplicably, and they didn't even have the strength to resist. Knowing that this is a level they cannot comprehend, they can only pin their hopes on the backbone of the Night Lord.

"Yan Xing, you are indeed very powerful, among many civilizations, countless beings, you can be said to be the first, making us all feel troubled."

"Would you like to talk?"

After a moment of silence, No. 28 spoke softly, his tone changing subtly from before.

"Oh?"

Yan Xing's eyebrows raised, and he looked at the other party in some surprise.

"What? You guys on top want to negotiate terms with me, little worm?!"

Yan Xing's eyes were sarcastic, and they all said that there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests, but this obviously does not work between them, this has surpassed race, civilization, and is an absolute unspeakable mortal enemy.

"Yes, this is indeed the first time, as a bug, I can give you a chance to change your fate."

"Hand over your own consciousness core, recognize Lord No. 3 as the master, and become a self-aware servant that will allow you to survive the cleansing of civilization alive!"

No. 28 looked solemn and said this with great seriousness, as if it was a great gift to make Yan Xing a slave and a servant.

"Like the Nine Saints?"

Yan Xing was happy, and he found that from beginning to end, the other party's conceit that overrode everything had never changed.

Where does the confidence come from?

Is it the illusion of nearly 20,000 civilization purges?

"No, those are puppets that have been denied ego, and you can enjoy a higher level of treatment."

"Poof! Hahaha-"

Yan Xing looked up to the sky and laughed, bent down with laughter, and couldn't stop it for a long time, the sound waves shook and the void shattered and collapsed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this joke is so funny, even I can't resist it after my professional training."

Yan Xing wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and slowly straightened up, his expression had become indifferent, and his eyes were fierce and gloomy.

"Listen up."

"With me, this civilization cleansing, the war of annihilation, you are doomed to fail!"

"I said it! It's hard for anyone to come!