Li Zhien carefully hid in the cave, with a trace of fear in his heart.

Facing a monk who is more profound than himself, and has a great enmity with this monk, Li Zhien is really a little hesitant in his heart.

Late at night, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and the stars flickered in the sky.

Li Zhien sat cross-legged in a dark cave, the night covering his figure.

"Perhaps, the monk didn't know that I killed his grandson, but before that, I had better improve my cultivation as soon as possible. ”

Li Zhien whispered in his heart, he already had a plan for the future, if the monk didn't know about his existence, it would be okay to say, if he heard that he had killed his grandson and was going to kill him, then before that, he must improve his cultivation as soon as possible, so as to face the terrifying monk.

After speaking, Li Zhien closed his eyes and began to impact the cultivation of the Transformation Stage.

The incarnation period is divided into ten layers, corresponding to three souls and seven spirits, and it breaks through one heaven without integrating into one soul or one soul.

However, most monks melt their souls first and then their souls. Moreover, there are also some dangers when integrating into the three souls and seven spirits. That is, it cannot be interrupted during the fusion, and once the fusion begins, unless it is successful, it cannot be stopped in the middle until the fusion is successful.

Li Zhien did not listen to the suggestion of the Pig Emperor, and directly destroyed the body, and then made all the three souls and seven spirits merge into the Yuan Baby, and then used the Yuan Infant Qi to shape the body again.

Because he was reluctant to give up the third body shaped by the "God and Demon Refining Body Decision" that he had cultivated for many years.

Therefore, he plans to fuse the three souls and seven spirits step by step.

First of all, Li Zhien chose to integrate his own heroism.

found his own heroism, and then Li Zhien slowly made it slowly merge with his own Yuanying.

Time passed slowly like flowing water, and more than two months passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two months, there has been a major conflict between the two branches of the Night Feather Clan and the Desolate Feather Clan, resulting in the death of many monks, and the specific reason has not been circulated, but I heard that the pseudo-Tianjiao of the Night Feather Clan seems to have died at the hands of the Desolate Feather Clan.

On this day, in the Night Feather Clan, an old man with black wings looked at a lonely tomb in front of him, and his expression was a little lonely.

"Lei'er, grandpa is sorry for you, he couldn't find out the murderer who killed you, but grandpa swears that he will definitely find out the murderer in this life and avenge you. ”

"Dad, how did Lei'er die, you say. ”

Suddenly, a handsome middle-aged man with black wings on his back landed beside the old man, full of murderous intent.

This middle-aged man is the father of the night thunder, the night king. And the old man is the father of the night king, Ye Kun, known as the night bandit.

Yekun shook his head and didn't say a word.

Ye Junluo looked at his father's demeanor, only to feel extremely angry, and shouted at Ye Kun.

"You are called a night bandit, and you don't even know who killed your grandson, you, you ......"

At the end, Yejunluo sat directly in front of the grave, stroking the tombstone, tears coming out of his eyes.

"Lei'er, why did you leave like this, leaving your father alone, how do you tell me to explain to your dead mother. ”

"Okay, cry and cry, what kind of system. ”

Yekun looked at the crying Yejun Luo and reprimanded.

"Of course you don't care, and it's not your own son. ”

Nightlord said incoherently.

"He's also my own grandson, do you think I'm not sad? Ah, the top priority is to find the murderer. ”

"Yes, yes, Dad didn't find a clue. ”

Yejun wiped away his tears and got up to ask.

"No, there were three remnants of breath on the battlefield at the beginning, one unfamiliar breath, six of the Desolate Feather Clan, and then more than twenty of our Night Feather Clan's breaths. ”

Shaking his head, Yekun's eyebrows twisted into a ball.

"Since there is his Desolate Feather Clan, then slaughter his entire clan and avenge my son. ”

Yejunluo's expression was hideous and terrifying, and the killing intent became the substance, revealing through his body.

"It's useless, the strength of the Desolate Feather Clan is not below my Night Feather Clan, so take advantage of it to dispel the idea as soon as possible. ”

Yekun shook his head.

"Besides, they are both branches of the Tianyu Clan, and the clan will not allow the branches to kill each other. ”

"What then?"

The Night Monarch had no idea for a while, and froze in place.

"Wait a minute, I've already asked someone to arrest the five Desolate Feather Clansmen who were present at the beginning, and I'll know when the time comes. ”

"Okay, I've got it and I'm going to make them regret coming into this world, Boom. ”

The Night Monarch looked hideous.

Shaking his head, Yekun looked at his grandson's tombstone and said to himself in his heart.

"Lei'er, grandpa will definitely avenge you, wait, if you can't find the murderer, grandpa will help you slaughter the Desolate Feather Clan and bury you with you." ”

is worthy of father and son, both of them have plans to destroy the whole family.

......

In the Wild Feather Clan, in a warmly decorated boudoir, the Wild Spirit in a goose yellow dress restored her daughter's body.

The figure is concave and convex, the hair is coiled, and Yin Tao's small mouth and pouting face are quite cute.

At this time, there was a hint of sadness on the expression of the desolate spirit, which ruined the lovely delicate face.

"Huangjie, they were captured, they should have been captured by the Night Feather Clan, I don't know how the Night Feather Clan will deal with them, hey. ”

The girl's sigh echoed in the boudoir.

"Ling'er. ”

A voice came from outside the house, and the desolate spirit gathered his thoughts, got up and opened the door.

"Grandpa. ”

I saw the old man Li Zhien saw walking into the boudoir with a smile on his face, looking at the cute desolate spirit standing aside.

"What's the matter, I'm still worried about the disappearance of Huangjie and them. ”

"Yes, they must have been captured by the Night Feather Clan, grandpa, you must save them. ”

The Arraith's tone was full of pleading.

"Don't worry, grandpa will get them back. ”

With a wave of his hand, the old man swore and said.

"By the way, what do you think of that Terran?"

After speaking, the old man stared at the girl's reaction.

"What do you think?"

Arabic Spirit's good-looking eyebrows lifted slightly, and he asked puzzled.

The old man was relieved to see that his granddaughter did not react.

"It's okay, it's okay, it seems that the human is not in the eyes of my granddaughter. ”

The old man had a hint of joy in his heart, if his granddaughter was fascinated by a human, then he would have no place to cry at that time. After all, heroes save beauty, and it is easiest for people to have a good impression.

What the old man didn't know was that the desolate spirit was only afraid of Li Zhien, where was there any good feeling at all.

At the beginning, Li Zhien was like a giant's body, and the cruel methods made the desolate spirit's impression of Li Zhien not so good. Growing up, Arrai had only seen people fighting, but had never seen corpses.

Therefore, Li Zhien's cruel methods scared the desolate spirit into tears and shouted "grandpa" loudly.

"Okay, you can play in the room by yourself, Grandpa has to find a way to save them from Huangjie. ”

With that, the old man walked out of the room.

......

Two months passed, and the aura emanating from Li Zhien's body became stronger and stronger, and when the aura reached a peak.

"Boom. ”

With a roar, sand and rocks flew around Li Zhien's body, forming a whirlpool that enveloped Li Zhien.

"Whew. ”

Li Zhien opened his eyes, and a nine-colored light shot out, shooting three meters away.

Putting away his momentum, Li Zhien stood up and waved his hand, and the movements around his body calmed down.

Feeling the cultivation that was different from the Yuan infancy, Li Zhien nodded, his heart full of joy.

"Finally broke through the gods. ”

After more than two long journeys, Li Zhien finally successfully integrated into the heroic spirit and broke through the transformation period.