In the quiet secret room, Qiong Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, her eyes slightly closed, and her face returned to its previous bloody color.

A drop of dragon blood was enough to restore the vitality in her body that had been lost over the years.

Yebei stepped in, did not speak, and waited quietly.

After a moment, Qiong Yan slowly opened her eyes and looked at the war knife in Yebei's hand.

"The technique of returning things to yang is not 100% successful, you have to be mentally prepared."

When Yebei heard this, he casually put the Zhushen knife on the bedside table.

"Just do your best."

"What do you need me to do?"

The flat voice was already faintly trembling, and it was even more difficult to hide a look of anticipation on his face.

Qiongyan's red lips raised slightly.

"It takes a drop of your heart and soul to guide it."

"If you fail, you will be devoured, and you will not live."

"You need to think about it."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Bei's two fingers suddenly pointed at his chest, and as the strength of his fingertips surged, a drop of scarlet blood was forced out, and he threw it casually, floating in front of Qiong Yan.

"It seems that this person is really important to you, so that you can even care about your own life."

"I'm more and more curious to know what kind of sinking fish and geese are worth doing like this."

As he spoke, Qiong Yan stretched out one hand and picked up the Divine Punishment Knife on the table beside him.

Hmmm-

With the sound of the sword, the sword was unsheathed, and the ink-black blade faintly exuded a touch of red gold.

Qiong Yan stared at the blade of the knife, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"The residual breath is very heavy, but it is all killing breath, it seems that the person you want to save has been stained with a lot of blood."

"It turns out that you like such people, and the taste is really unique."

can make a man do this, only the beloved, let alone Qiong Yan think like this, anyone is estimated to be like this.

"I'm pretty sure."

For Qiong Yan to have such thoughts, Yebei didn't explain anything, and he didn't have time to explain.

At the moment, all we care about is the chance of success.

"Originally, it was only thirty percent, but the residual breath of this knife was very heavy, and now it seems that there is a certainty of six or seven percent."

"You go out, this technique will take about three days, and during this time, don't let anyone come and disturb you."

When Yebei heard this, he bowed.

"I'm right outside the door, don't worry, no one will come."

After the words fell, Yebei glanced at Sheng Hu's Divine Sword, turned around and walked out of the secret room.

……

At this moment, it was dark.

Three thousand miles away, the original roar of the fight has gradually stopped, except for the sound of the waves, the surroundings are in silence.

Above the sea, everyone was there, but no one dared to enter the Nine Dragons Lock Demon Tower to find out.

The seventh floor of the tower.

The primordial god of the night north stood in the air, his eyes closed, and seemed to be in meditation.

Not far away, the old man stood with his hands in his hands, and did not attack.

It was only because of a short period of time that this primordial god actually realized the twenty-eighth-fold rune array.

The profundity of the rune array is self-evident, and every time it rises, it can't be done without amazing talent and the accumulation of years.

What the old man didn't know was that Yebei's understanding of runes was already perfect, and it was just one opportunity away.

"I'm really curious about your true figure, what an amazing posture it is."

The old man looked at the figure in the air and couldn't help but say something.

At the beginning, the old man had murderous intent for the invasion of the Yebei Yuan God, but at this moment, there was no murderous intent.

This son's understanding is really amazing.

And the rune array is in the same vein, after all, there is a successor.

A few minutes later, Yuan Shen opened his eyes, his deep eyes did not contain a trace of human touch, and his hands drew illusory afterimages in the air.

The complex patterns are intertwined to form a array, dazzling and brilliant, illuminating this world.

"Ho!"

With a deep shout, the twenty-eight rune arrays condensed in mid-air.

"It's too slow."

The old man's words fell, and he stepped directly into the air, and a circle of illusory marks appeared under his feet, yin and yang were formed, like a Tai Chi pattern, and there were thousands of streamers running rapidly.

"Broken."

Indifferently, the old man stretched out his old palm, and a three-meter-sized array plate took shape instantly, and then, a sword shadow burst out from it, directly hitting the air array disk.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, the entire rune array suddenly shook, and it failed to hold on for even three seconds, and collapsed directly.

A little bit of starlight, scattered with the wind.

Vulnerable.

"Rune Array, the recount is important, but the most important thing is the speed of release."

The old man withdrew his palm and spoke softly, teaching like an elder.

There is no doubt about this, although the rune array is sharp, but the release process takes time, which is its fatal weakness, once you encounter a strong person, there is no time for you to use it.

This is also the reason why the night Arctic is rarely used.

The body standing in the void, looking at the Tai Chi pattern under the old man's feet, condensed the ultimate power with extremely complex streamer patterns.

This power made the Yuan Shen fall into contemplation.

Although it is a primordial god, it has its own consciousness, and it can be said that it has the same root and origin as Yebei.

The next moment, the old man turned around and left, leaving the Tai Chi pattern under his feet.

Obviously, it is deliberately to let the other party to understand.

It's a long process.

……

Kuidian Manor.

Outside the door of the secret room, Yebei sat cross-legged and stayed here without leaving.

Three days is extremely short, in the blink of an eye, but for Yebei, it is like a year.

The remnant sun has begun to set in the west, but in the secret room, there is still no movement, and it seems that no one is there.

An hour later, the door to the chamber slowly opened.

Qiong Yan stepped out, her face slightly pale, full of exhaustion.

Yebei got up suddenly.

"I thought it would be a girl with a peerless appearance, but I didn't expect it to be a rough man."

"Yebei, your taste is really smacking."

The faint voice fell, and Qiong Yan brushed the beads of sweat on her forehead.

Yebei ignored it and stepped into the secret room.

In the dimly lit room, an illusory figure was almost transparent, but the face could be faintly seen.

It's Sheng Hu, this tiger ratio!

At this moment, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

"Is this, successful?"

Yebei's lips moved slightly, for fear that the slightest fluctuation would make it disappear.

"It's a success."

"The aura remaining in this combat knife is enough to condense his Yuan Sense, right now, all you need to do is find a body for him."

The matter has come to this point, it is considered a success, and the body is naturally easy to find.

Martial artists, martial arts people, even the body of a demon beast can be, it is nothing more than carrying the Yuan Know-how.

A good body can just cover up this leopard's head and eyes, 'ugly' appearance.

However, this primordial aperture is condensed by the aura in the battle knife, all of which are evil qi, and once an ordinary body carries it, I am afraid that it will fall into the demon in an instant, and it will fall short.

Qiong Yan said what was in trouble.

"Body, I'll look for it."

Yebei replied, and then asked, "How many days can his Yuan Trick be kept?" ”

"Seven days, within seven days, if there is no suitable body, he will dissipate, and there will be no chance of condensation."

Qiong Yan's red lips opened lightly and explained.

"Thank you."

Yebei bowed his hand, and his tone was sincere.

Compared with healing Qiongyan's injury, Sheng Hu's resurrection is naturally more important.

"Then how can you repay me?"

Qiong Yan moved forward and stopped in front of Yebei, her slightly raised red lips fell with the words, and the faint fragrance hit her face.