Song Ciwan spent an hour in his heart, keeping in mind the entire text of the Fetal Breath Passage Holy Law.

After waking up from her memory and cultivation state, she immediately selected the second human desire from General Yu and directly sold it as cultivation time.

[You sold human desire, the surprise, eccentricity, and confusion of the Tianjiao-level Innate Merge Realm martial artist, one pound or two, and obtained a cultivation time of one hundred and ten years. 】

General Yu is not only in the realm of knowledge, but also at the Tianjiao level, and his human desire has brought a lot of cultivation time to Song Ciwan!

Song Ciwan entered the cultivation space and immediately immersed his entire mind in the cultivation of the Fetal Breath Tong Holy Method.

In the outside world, a quarter of an hour had passed in the cultivation space, but a hundred years had passed in the cultivation space.

The Mingqiu Desert is not calm, and the message of the secret sound snail is not only flying wantonly in the ice crystal forest, but also unwilling to be lonely in the Mingqiu Desert, flying back and forth.

It's not just the secret sound...... The secret sound snail is a unique communication tool of the human race, and the communication methods used by the demon race are more diverse and more racial.

Far away in the depths of the sand, a sand scorpion gently wagged the tip of its tail.

The sand scorpion paused for a moment in the deep sand, then suddenly waved its pincers and swished straight into the ground.

Halfway through the drill, I encountered a team of ants.

The ants and sand scorpions met in a narrow way, but the usual battle did not take place. I saw the sand scorpion's tail wagging slightly, and the ant's tentacles moving slightly......

Suddenly, the sand scorpion turned around and went deep into the sand, into the nest of its own people.

The group of ants suddenly scattered on all sides like a piece of loose sand, and the ants swayed their tentacles, and a silent rhythm began to spread throughout the desert at a certain point.

It is an inaudible voice of the human race, which only certain beings can know.

Farther away, at the end of the Mingqiu Desert, in a secret valley that meets the Kunlun Mountains to the west, two scholars are urging the creatures in the valley to become pawns, fighting fiercely.

The white-clothed scholar is slender and has an extremely beautiful face, as if he is in the face of a spring flower.

His waist is very thin, and when the wind blows, his clothes flutter, and he seems to be so weak that people can't help but worry, for fear that when he will leave this world and ride the wind.

The corners of his mouth are even more bloodstained, his lips are pale, the blood is red, and the vivid color contrast makes his whole person's sense of existence strong to the extreme, with an indescribable charm.

This is the Tanhua Lang Su Baiyi who has spread a good reputation in the world of Kyushu.

There is a way that if there is no Su white clothes in the world, who can explore the flowers in spring?

During the Qionglin banquet, the horse stepped on the Beijing Division, the Toad Palace folded flowers, traveled the street for a day, and was full of lovesickness in the spring boudoir dream.

It is Su Baiyi.

And the image of another black-clad scholar who is far away from him is the complete opposite of him.

The black-clothed scholar was tall and strong, with a handsome and wicked face, and his eyebrows were as sharp as knives.

His shirt was half-open, his firm chest was stained with a little dark red blood, his two chest muscles were swollen and undulating, and the outline of his shadow was clear and smooth.

At first glance, this is completely a handsome man with a dashing and crazy posture.

But if you look more closely, you can see that this may not be a person.

Yes, he is not human.

He's clearly a demon!

The handsome banshee carried a dark red lantern in one hand, and with the other hand waved and danced in the air, moving chess pieces, the fine scales covering both sides of his bare chest, half-hidden by the hem of his coat, appearing and disappearing.

He is a demon scholar, a nocturnal lantern!

Su Baiyi and the Night Lantern have also been fighting for more than ten days, and the two sides have fought from the sky to the ground, from the Yuanshi Mine to the Ice Crystal Forest, and now they have come to the Kunlun Mountains.

Su Baiyi tore the golden-winged Dapeng alive, the original power of slaying ten thousand demons, and the strong night lantern of the fierce name should not be easily confronted by him.

But it was precisely because he tore the golden-winged Dapeng that Su Baiyi actually suffered a lot of internal injuries and has never healed.

Some demons often have more insight into people's weaknesses than people.

The night running lights then smelled and came.

This entanglement for ten days, one has the intention to kill the demon, but the strength has not been caught, the other covets flesh and blood, but has never been able to do so, neither side is willing to give up, but in fact, ...... Each of them has almost reached their own limits.

If it continues, it's endurance warfare.

See who can catch the key points in the ongoing battle torture and kill the opponent with one blow!

At this moment of anxiety, suddenly, there was a distant message.

Night running light pinna slight movement......

At the same time, in the ears of Su Baiyi on the opposite side, there was also a secret sound snail trembling slightly.

Su Baiyi popped up the chess pieces: Horse!

The night running light on the opposite side also popped up a chess piece: horse!

The two horses collided, and a loud bang erupted in this hidden valley.

There was a faint mournful hissing sound, and in the hissing sound, the night lamp spat out Da Zhou's language: "Su Baiyi, the time is inconvenient, tonight is destined to be difficult for you and me to win or lose, so don't leave it at that!" Another day, we will fight again......"

After that, a long laugh, a demonic tone.

The night running light was far away, and the dark red lantern flickered in the flying smoke, and suddenly traveled an unknown distance.

Su Baiyi didn't chase after him anymore, and he also received a summons that he had to leave here.

"Du Xingheng?" Su Baiyi's voice said calmly, "I will arrive as soon as possible, please don't act with the Sixth Highness." This trip is unpredictable, and the dynasty cannot withstand excessive consumption. ”

He turned off the secret sound snail, gently coughed up a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood from his lips, and then took off a bucket pen at his waist, dipped the tip of the pen on the blood, waved in the void, and wrote a word: light.

The moonlight in the sky fell, suddenly penetrating the smoke and dust, enveloping Su Baiyi's figure.

In an instant, he vanished from where he was.

Wherever the moonlight goes, it's all an itinerary.

Su Baiyi went to the location of the sinkhole of the ancient god underground palace, and he guessed that the night walking light should also go for the ancient god underground palace, but he didn't know the direction of the night walking light, which was actually the Mingqiu Desert.

Song Ciwan's cultivation in the cultivation space was a hundred years, and one hundred and ten years had passed, and when she returned from nothingness to the present world, her first move was to open her Cave Illumination Technique panel to check the cultivation progress of the Fetal Breath Passage Holy Method.

In fact, she doesn't have to check it, she also knows it.

The reason why I deliberately checked it like this was mainly because the cultivation time of one hundred and ten years was too long, so long that Song Ciwan had to do some loose things to adjust his mentality.

Top Dao Method: Fetal Breath Passage Sacred Method (Pure Fire 2356419/10000000)

After a hundred years of penance, this method has reached the realm of perfection!

This method is actually extremely difficult to cultivate, and Song Ciwan is only in the stage of transforming into gods, and forcibly cultivating the fetal breath passage holy method that can only be cultivated by refining at least the god realm is only relying on his deep foundation and strong gods.

Coupled with the forcible piling up of one hundred and ten years, for such a long time, it is time for the spike dog to repair something!

And Song Ciwan has a Yuan Spirit Dao body, but he still has not been able to cultivate the Fetal Breath Passage Holy Law to the highest level of transcendence.

In fact, the later it gets, the less the effect of the strong cultivation becomes.

If Song Ciwan really wants to go one step further in the Holy Dharma, he must go through actual combat.

(End of chapter)