The blood bat that squeezed in, with fanatical excitement, pounced towards He Yinuo's chest, and he did not hesitate to eliminate it in an instant.

It's just that the blood bat doesn't seem to have any interest in him, nor does it have any precautions, which makes He Yinuo very suspicious, aren't these evil creatures rushing in for me??

However, at the moment when he was stunned, more blood bats squeezed in, one, two, three, ten, hundred,,,

These blood bats that forcibly came in all flew towards He Yinuo's chest with an inexplicable excitement, and without exception, they were all easily eliminated by He Yinuo.

And the doubts in his heart at the moment are even greater than the tension and uneasiness in his heart, the stone in his chest is his biggest secret, since he integrated into his body many years ago, he found that there are always some inexplicable feelings in his heart, extremely abrupt, but extremely real.

He Yinuo could clearly feel a fierce aura in his body, which he had always thought was the impact of the blood pool on him back then, but he couldn't be sure if it was related to the stone on his chest.

However, there was one thing he was sure of, that is, over the years, the aura of explosion and killing in his heart had become stronger and stronger, but it was difficult to detect it over the years because of the suppression of the Phantom Moon and his own pure Dao power.

It's just that every time he thinks of this, he falls into deeper doubts, next to the blood pool back then, the half-demon and half-god said that he was practicing the Dao of the Two Realms, but what He Yinuo didn't understand was why the power of the two worlds he cultivated resisted each other and devoured each other at the beginning, and when he encountered this strange stone, he began to merge with each other, and even the power of superior pure cultivation appeared?

At this moment, the magic ball aperture beside him was already dark to the extreme, and its size had shrunk to only one foot away from He Yinuo's body. The world around him turned blood-red, an unprecedented depression and despair enveloped his heart, and he was like a little flame in the night, like a gust of wind that could easily extinguish him.

His hands, his arms, and even his entire body were now stained with the blood of bats.

And the blood, with a scorching breath, scorched every part of He Yinuo's body, he looked up to the sky and roared, but his voice was hoarse, and the wall of blood bats thousands of feet thick seemed to cut off everything, all hope.

He Yinuo gradually let go of his hands and stopped struggling, his face showed a trace of relief and calm, but there was still so much reluctance in his heart.

In the next moment, the orb aperture completely dissipated in a bloody color.

In the next moment, hundreds, thousands, thousands, trillions of blood bats pounced on He Yinuo with inexplicable excitement!!

A glimmer of flame in the darkness was extinguished like this, but in that unknown place, it seemed as if a glimmer of fire was being nurtured and burned, as if it made the whole world chill.

Countless blood bats surrounded a huge blood ball with a diameter of 100 zhang, slowly wriggling in this huge misty ghost forest, which looked terrifying.

It's just that the huge blood ball with a diameter of 100 zhang seems to be shrinking little by little, and at the same time, there is a continuous "swish" sound inside, just like the cracking sound of boiling oil and water in a hot pot.

At first, a little, and as the blood cells shrank rapidly, the sound became clearer and clearer, but it was also mixed with a soul-stirring roar, like pain, and like a roar.

In this way, after a half-pillar of incense, the Misty Ghost Forest returned to its calmness, as unchanged as it had been.

The originally huge blood-colored ball had disappeared, and in the center of it, a figure appeared, as if trembling slightly.

He is not He Yinuo, who will he be!!

His body floated in mid-air, like a ghost in this haunted land.

His face was calm, and he slowly opened his eyes, which were full of blood-colored demonic light, but after a moment they returned to their original state.

He closed his eyes again, and for a moment, there were countless pictures turning in his mind, one by one, with an ancient atmosphere, as if they were fragments of memory from a long time ago, incomplete.

One by one, the image was beating rapidly, faster and faster, until it finally landed on a pair of huge wings.

He Yinuo seemed to have a tingling pain in his mind, as if he couldn't bear so much information at once, he opened his arms, and suddenly there was a pair of huge illusory black wings behind him, just like in his mind, during which there seemed to be a huge birdsong and a sharp whistle.

In the next moment, a breath of destruction spread from the wings to the surroundings, and the black gas dissipated everywhere it passed, and the grass and trees were destroyed, and the momentum was strong and invincible.

He Yinuo let out a long breath, the wings behind him also slowly disappeared, he felt the changes from his whole body, the breath on his body was gradually increasing, and after a while, a momentum belonging to the Xuan Realm overhaul actually appeared, He Yinuo actually crossed the Transition Spirit Realm and directly entered the Great Xuan Realm!

Since ancient times, the path of immortals has been slim, and the path is arduous, and there are already only one in ten thousand who can cultivate the true Dao, and if they have crossed the realm of the illusion base, there are even fewer cultivators who have crossed the spiritual realm.

The mystical realm is unspeakable, in which the mysteries can only be understood when they are in it, the mystical characters are ethereal, and their Taoist cultivation is also worthy of the name, ethereal, unpredictable.

The Xuan Realm is divided into four layers, Xuan Shi, Xuan Kong, (Xuan Xu), Xuan Xuan, of which Xuan Xuan is the most mysterious and oldest realm in the Xuan Realm, although it is listed in the three major realms, but to be precise, Xuan Xuan is only a process, a long or short process, and it is a necessary process for each Xuan Realm to move from Xuan Kong to Xuan Xuan.

This process is not about advancement, but about understanding. As if starting from the sea, some people are able to keep their minds in the storm and discern the direction so that they can reach their destination in the shortest time, while others linger on the sea for a long time, even get lost in it, and permanently fall into the abyss of the Tao, becoming a puppet.

However, in addition, there are two kinds of people, one kind of people do not need to go through the wind and rain to quickly reach the other side, and the other kind of people feel the creation of heaven and earth in the wind and rain, and control the power of heaven and earth with the body of a mortal, with the rain as a boat, the wind as a sail, and the thunder as a pulp, his shore is not the other side, but the way of heaven! Even if this kind of person may stay in this mysterious realm for a long time, when he steps through the mysterious realm, it is an ancient existence, and anyone must be afraid of it.

It's just that there are very few people in this category,,,

The Misty Ghost Forest was originally a forbidden place to fly, but at this moment, He Yinuo was walking in the air, seemingly undisturbed, and a pair of huge wings behind him also appeared from time to time.

He had some doubts in his heart, this misty ghost forest was really mysterious, the ancient memory fragments that appeared in his mind may record some of the past history in this ghost forest, but he couldn't recover those memories in a short time, and even as long as he had the idea of capturing it vigorously, it would instantly have a splitting headache.

"What kind of person dares to make a loud noise in the land of the ghost forest, noisy this king's sleepiness!!" Suddenly, a long angry cry came from the depths of the misty ghost forest, the voice was low, but it was like a burst of thunder, hitting the heart and lungs.

He Yinuo slowly paused his figure, he looked ahead, his brows furrowed slightly, the place where this voice came from was closer to the center than He Yinuo, and from the sound alone, it was thousands of miles away, and this Tao can be imagined.