now

That drop of dragon blood turned into a steady stream of power, filling the veins of Yebei's whole body, and gradually converging into the dantian.

The strength in the body is uncontrollably urged.

In the dim place, there is no sun and moon, and the figure sitting cross-legged in the north of the night, the whole body is white, and it is as bright as the sun.

This is a sign of a breakthrough.

Emperor Yan stood aside, his face was unwavering, if his essence blood could not make Yebei break through, it would surprise him.

However, the next scene made his scalp tingle.

On the body sitting cross-legged, a figure floated impressively.

The illusory figure has a seven-foot body, with shoulder-length hair like frost and snow, swaying in the wind, and although the facial features are slightly hazy, they are no different from the night north when carefully distinguished.

"This is, Genshin?"

The sound of the emperor's urn could not hide the surprise.

The seven realms of Hongmeng, the first realm is qi induction, the second realm is the aggregate, and the third can be transformed into gods.

It is not surprising that the north of the night has broken through to the third realm, and the primordial spirit has been condensed under the aggregate.

But......

This primordial god is too fierce.

The monstrous aura that emanates from this is said to be a demon, who doesn't believe it.

The primordial spirit is born from a gathering body, and to put it bluntly, it is the second life form of itself, and according to common sense, whether it is appearance or mind, it is almost the same as the deity.

Could it be that this kid himself is too angry, and he has been trying his best to suppress it?

Emperor Yan couldn't help but figure it out, and only this reason could be explained.

This kid has such a heavy evil aura on his body, how many people should he have killed?

What exactly did he experience in the outside world?

Emperor Yan couldn't figure it out, the matter had come to this point, and he couldn't stop it.

The illusory figure's eyes were closed, floating above Yebei's head, gradually absorbed by it.

All around, there was silence.

Yebei has always been in deep cultivation, and his mind is in chaos.

Scenes continue to flash like slides.

Parents were killed, one by one in black clothes, blood-stained battlefields, the tombstones all over the field, parents, wives and children holding the urns of the soldiers, crying heartbreakingly......

The originally stable breath continued to start to be irritable, and over time, it continued to increase.

……

"This step needs to be walked out by himself."

Que Cang's voice slowly drifted down.

Nine days have passed, he has been condensed and formed, and at this moment, with the two of them, they have been quietly watching the north of the night for half a day.

The body of the dragon clan does not have a primordial spirit, so naturally it has not experienced it.

Whether it is a martial artist or an ancient martial artist, the condensation of the primordial god must face the step of heart calamity.

Anyone has ever fallen on this step, but very rarely.

After all, compared to the Heavenly Tribulation, the Heart Tribulation is nothing at all.

This is the embodiment of strength, everyone wants to be strong, the goal is clear, what is the danger of this kind of calamity.

However, the primordial spirit condensed by Yebei is obviously extremely fierce, which is not a good thing for Yebei.

It also means that the heart tribulation experienced by Yebei at this moment is extremely dangerous.

If you are not careful, it will be an abyss.

"If he dies in demons, you shall not live."

Emperor Yan looked sideways at Que Cang and said.

There is a mark of life and death between the two, once the night north falls, Que Cang will definitely not live.

But at this moment, he didn't see the slightest worry on Que Cang's face.

Hearing this, Que Cang smiled slightly and moved his muscles.

"The body of dragon scales is really good, much stronger than before me."

If Yebei fell into the devil so easily, he really saw the wrong person.

Having lived so long, he naturally believed in his own vision.

With such a calamity, Yebei will definitely be able to survive safely.

"Hmph."

Emperor Yan suddenly snorted coldly, "I gave it to you for the sake of this kid's face, if he dies, you won't be able to live." ”

Cold words, threats are undisguised.

At this moment, Que Cang's attitude has shown that there will be no danger to his life in Yebei.

And the real meaning of this sentence is to let Que Cang protect the night in the future.

"Do you still have to say that?"

Que Cang couldn't help glaring at Emperor Yan, the mark of life and death was placed here, why did he need others to remind him of this.

The emperor didn't say anything more, and looked sideways into the distance.

"What did the man do?"

spoke indifferently, but it was difficult to hide the murderous intent.

The person he said was none other than Ye Xiaochen, who had fallen into cultivation.

"That person is a member of the same clan as Yebei, there is no danger, and it is a good thing for Yebei to leave him alive."

Que Cang then looked over and explained.

The head of the dignified Heavenly King, his strength is undoubted, but in front of the two old antiquities, Emperor Yan and Que Cang, he is still too weak.

"He knows too much, it's not a good thing to keep him."

Emperor Yan's slightly narrowed eyes were still difficult to hide.

"Whatever you want."

Que Cang shrugged his shoulders and said next: "But with Yebei's temperament, if you kill him, it is estimated that he will be angry." ”

"Annoyed?"

Emperor Yan obviously didn't expect this answer.

"You don't know this kid, the person who is his enemy, this kid is ruthless and never leaves a living mouth, but if you want to protect the person, no one can move, he will desperately go for revenge."

"So, I advise you not to touch his people."

Hearing this, Emperor Yan slowly moved his gaze away from Ye Xiaochen.

"It's nothing to be ruthless for the enemy, it's as it should be."

"But ......"

The emperor looked at the figure sitting cross-legged, and stopped talking.

"It's his fatal flaw."

Que Cang continued to talk and spoke indifferently.

Before, he also comforted the night north, but to no avail.

This shortcoming will kill him.

This time, Yebei came to save someone, as for who it was, Que Cang didn't know.

But on this trip, he felt that Yebei was a little too reckless.

If the fourth layer of this Nine Dragons Lock Demon Tower was not an emperor, but a stronger person, Yebei would most likely die here.

To save others and sacrifice oneself is not the work of the strong.

"Such a temperament, but it will seriously affect his future martial arts path."

The emperor said quietly.

Que Cang did not refute, in fact, it was.

……

In the quiet place, there is only the ghostly light emitted by Yebei's body, and as the primordial spirit is continuously refined into the body, the dazzling brilliance is also constantly weakening.

Before you know it, another seven days have passed.

An invisible coercion, like the mighty power of heaven, permeates this heaven and earth.

"It seems that I have survived the heart calamity."

Que Cang carried his hands and body, staring at the figure sitting cross-legged.

There are no surprises about this result, just the time it takes, a little too long.

"It's too heavy."

The emperor looked up at the sky, but his brows were furrowed.

This evil aura originates from the Yuan Shen of the Night North, which is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

Although the primordial spirit is born from its own evolution and has the same root and origin, this kind of killing aura, over time, will seriously affect the mind of the deity.

Que Cang naturally knows this.

But at this moment, there was a smile on his face, and the next words he said made the emperor stunned.

"I wish he were enchanted."

"I think you're crazy!"

Hearing this, the emperor couldn't help but shout angrily.

Good and decent, who wants to fall into the devil.

However, Que Cang's face did not change, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "One day, if he falls into the devil, how can he be affected by external factors." ”

"Without the ties, with one heart and one mind, he will be invincible in heaven and earth!"

The condensed voice was full of expectation.

Emperor Yan was silent.

If this is the case, it is not impossible for Yebei to step on the peak of ancient martial arts with the body of a warrior.

At that time, the ancient martial arts will regain their brilliance and suppress all the enemies of martial arts.

However, at the cost of enchantment, this is also a bit too risky.

If you're not careful, it's a fatal end.

At this moment, Yebei opened his eyes, and with the burst of an invisible force, above his head, an illusory figure instantly appeared.

Dressed in white, dazzling as a glow, his deep eyes look the same as Yebei, but they are extremely cold, without a trace of human breath.

"Break the confinement of this place."

The abrupt words came out of Yebei's mouth, making Emperor Yan and Que Cang stunned for a moment.

Who is Yebei talking to?

Just as he was stunned, the North King knife on Yebei's waist broke out of its sheath.

Above his head, a condensed entity-like figure stood in the void, actually holding the hilt of the knife in one hand.

The next moment, without saying a word, he stepped directly into the air.

"This, this primordial spirit has an autonomous consciousness?"

The emperor was completely stunned.

The primordial spirit is condensed by itself, how can there be an independent consciousness, this is simply impossible.

Not only was Emperor Yan stunned, but Que Cang also felt that his scalp was numb.

He had never seen anyone whose primordial spirit had an autonomous consciousness unless his own physical body was destroyed.

The figure was extremely fast, and a dazzling white light appeared all over its body, like a comet in the night sky.

The imprisoning power in the tower body seemed to feel the danger, and suddenly diffused, and the criss-crossing lines flowed rapidly, forming a net of the sky.

The crimson sword came into being, turning into a hundred-meter raging sword shadow, full of killing aura, towards the sky, and slashed out horizontally.

……