Finally about to break through, the fierce Yan Qi circulated rapidly in his body, constantly impacting his body, improving and perfecting his physique, and the double pain brought by the brain and body was simply unbearable for others.

If a cultivator does not have a strong enough body, it will inevitably lead to the destruction of the furnace, and if the cultivator does not have a strong divine sense, it will inevitably cause the divine consciousness to collapse and become a walking corpse with no divine sense.

After about an hour of this inhuman suffering, he clearly realized that his cultivation had smoothly broken through to the late stage of the Divine Cultivation Realm, but this was not the end.

The Yan Qi in his body suddenly became extremely irritable, several times more irritable than before, so much so that more Yan Qi seeped into the surface of his body, turning Qiu Ming into a living humanoid furnace.

Qiu Ming, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, after realizing this, secretly screamed that it was not good, his body really couldn't bear this Yan Qi, and he also clearly noticed that his flesh began to crack one after another, and the three-color Yan Qi was violently rushing into those cracks, trying to tear the cracks bigger and wider, so as to overflow more Yan, Qiu Ming was in an extremely dangerous situation at this time, and there was a sign that his body was bursting at any time.

Blood was Yan's fuel, and the blood flowing from the crack undoubtedly exacerbated Yan's tyranny, and from time to time clusters of Yan surged up, and made a slight explosion on Qiu Ming's body.

In this process, the cracked flesh is constantly recombined to avoid the overflow of Yan, and the same piece of steel is constantly burned by Yan, and it is constantly burned and fused as before.

This anomaly reassured Qiu Ming's heart, and he knew that his furnace was undergoing a benign transformation process, and due to Yan's continuous calcination, this furnace was constantly precipitating impurities, leaving essence.

Removing the dross and leaving the essence is the first procedure that cultivators of the God Realm do not need to do before advancing to the Jiuyan Realm.

And the second path is naturally to strengthen one's own divine consciousness.

At this time, Qiu Ming's body no longer oozes out of the body, on the contrary, his whole body is warm as if bathed in mild sunlight, Qiu Ming knows that this is a sign that his furnace has been calcined.

And his mind suddenly showed a Nine Shades of Flowers, which was several inches high, and kept spinning and releasing a dark green Yan, at this time, Yan was like a group of diligent peasant uncles, tirelessly opening up the barren and barren land in his mind, and strengthening Qiu Ming's divine consciousness.

Of course, the process of the period was not pleasant, and there was an inexplicable sharp pain that hit Qiu Ming's mind like a tide.

This incredible scene appeared in his mind, and the clusters of more than an inch long were growing in his mind, which was simply a field that has been passed down through the ages.

Tear and pull!

Accompanied by a strange and strange sound, this sound seemed to Qiu Ming, who had entered the meditation, like a thunderbolt that suddenly came, so that it almost shook his divine sense. The familiar figure, a dwarf-shaped Seven Evil Divine Grass appeared in this dark field, and I saw that it was constantly shaking its divine power, devouring the surrounding Shenyan.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Ming's heart suddenly cooled in half. And the Shen Yan in the body was like a dam mouth, and it was instantly drained. He couldn't help but curse in his heart, this shameless old brute, that is his extremely precious Shenyan, there is no scum left that was devoured by this ruthless old monster.

The matter was not over until it reached this bleak point, and when the next tragic scene appeared, Qiu Ming couldn't help but cry out. The figure of the Black Spirit Pure Fire suddenly appeared strangely in his mind, and it was only at this time that Qiu Ming knew what was wronged, and things really went as he expected. The shameless Seven Evils were like being beaten with chicken blood, and they began to devour the tiny amount of black spirit pure fire in his body desperately.

Things have developed to this point, and Qiu Ming has the heart to die. Yan Qi is completely lost, and he is the same as a waste person.

The descendant of the Wang family who escaped is a good illustration of this point, although he is a master of the fate realm overhaul, but after losing Yan, when he encounters Qiu Ming, a minor cultivator of the god realm who sells his reputation and reputation, he can't help but fall into an embarrassing place.

I think that even if he can really successfully advance to the Jiuyan Realm, he is just a master of the Jiuyan Realm.

"This is really a big joke?" Qiu Ming said secretly.

There was a sudden explosion in his head, like a thunderclap suddenly falling in his mind, this scene really shocked Qiu Ming's heart. He stared at his consciousness and hurriedly looked, and the stone that fell into the well at the bottom of his heart seemed even heavier at this time.

The Seven Evil Divine Grass had undergone incredible changes, and the stems and leaves of the Seven Evil Spirits were stretching at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like a naughty boy stretching his lazy limbs cutely. When the stems and leaves were completely unfurled, this strange scene suddenly paused under Qiu Ming's divine sense, and Teng Ran turned into a villain wearing a seven-colored brocade robe.

I saw that the little man's eyes were closed, his lips were slightly opened, and his eyebrows revealed a calm and calm spirit.

Finally advanced to the Jiuyan realm, but the whole body was lost, which was a pity in the ointment.

In this regard, Qiu Ming didn't complain too much, because he felt that since something had happened, even if he complained, it would be useless, so it was better to think about what he planned in the future, in order to try his best to make up for such regrets.

Of course, he didn't want to let go of the Seven Evil Old Thieves so lightly in this matter, and the person concerned had suffered such a big grievance, he had to at least ask for an explanation.

Suddenly, the other person's eyebrows locked, and an extreme pessimistic emotion came to him like a tide, the endless negativity was like a huge sea whirlpool, and the other person was a humble life deep in the whirlpool, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not get rid of the shackles of the whirlpool. Due to the influence of negative feelings, others instantly have the illusion that all thoughts are disillusioned and want to die.

But why did he want to die? A kind of killing intent suddenly sprouted in his mind for no reason: a deep sense of killing and poking, a kind of killing intent that wanted to slaughter all sentient beings and rush away.

"Qiu Xiao, your contract is full of killing stamps. ”

The voice of the Seven Evils interrupted Qiu Ming's thoughts in time and pulled the others into reality. When Qiu Ming's whole person came to his senses, he still had palpitations, and gasped for breath, secretly screaming for luck.

"Qiu Xiao, the old man seems to feel that there is a sense of slaughter in your heaven and earth contract, could it be that this is the real you after the contract awakens?"

"The real me?" said Seeking Name, puzzled.

"When a cultivator reaches the Nine Yan Realm, a small part of his heaven and earth contract will be released, which is the true intention of this cultivator, whether it is good or evil, or great good or evil, and so on. Although the old man doesn't know much about this, most people can still feel it accurately. But this killing intent revealed in your heaven and earth contract is obviously a precursor to being an enemy of the creatures of all races, and this killing intent is inferior to even the old man in the period of total victory. The words of the Seven Evils reached Qiu Ming's ears.

Hearing this, Qiu Ming's whole person fell silent, and he remembered the sentence again: The central body, the Three Realms and all the spirits will be punished when encountered.

Seeing that Qiu Ming was silent, the Seven Evils tried to laugh and said, "However, Qiu Xiao's cultivation can break through to the Jiuyan Realm, but it is a happy event worth celebrating. ”

"But you have devoured all of my Yan and made me a wreck. Qiu Ming's words revealed a hint of displeasure.

"No, no, this is not called devouring, but fusion, it is your Yan who fuses the natal power of my seven evils. ”

"How do you say that?" Qiu Minghu wondered. "Although the Seven Evils are at the top of many Divine Herbs, they do not have the power of Yan Qi, what he has is only devouring, devouring ten thousand kinds of Yan Huo Yan Qi, otherwise he would have been kicked off the chief throne of the Divine Grass a long time ago. The Seven Evils said proudly, and there was obviously a trace of pride in his words, only to hear him say again: "Although the Yan in your body seems to have disappeared, you don't have to be impatient, fools have foolish blessings, and your furnace, that is, your own flesh, has become a living humanoid Seven Evils." ”

In the end, the Seven Evil Gods Grass had not forgotten a word about Qiu Ming's party.

"The Seven Evils in Living Humanoid Form?"

"That's right, Qiu Xiao, your physical body has fused all the essence of the Seven Evils and transformed it into a Seven Evils that can be moved, and Yu Wanyan will not invade it. "The Seven Evil Spirits are proud.

In fact, the original intention he wanted to express was nothing more than this: although the old and decayed seven evils are not angry, Yu Wanyan is not afraid and restrains them.