Raising his head and swallowing the three demon pills into his abdomen, it was like swallowing a ball of fire, and the acupoint was like a long-dried land, tirelessly absorbing the qi of the earth, and the vitality was full again, and he couldn't wait to rush to the eleventh acupoint, this time, Wei Qiqi no longer blocked, but gave up a qiē control zhì, and as a bystander, carefully observed the changes in the vitality in the body.

His first feeling was that the Yuan Qi had life, and they knew better than Wei XVII where the limits of the meridians and acupoints were, without the need to be tempted, in one step, they would always be only a fraction of a millimeter away from the limit, and they would never break through. The pain can be tolerated, but the danger cannot, Wei Qiqi has a creepy illusion, in his body, there is another consciousness hidden, which is slowly waking up from its slumber, and when it wakes up, it will become something completely different.

Being alive is a big gamble, and you have to bet all your chips to win the most.

Eleven-story building, seven days, twelve-story building, three days, from the big spine to the waist Yang Pass, each trick contains a drop of trembling yuan liquid, dripping and turning.

The achievement is complete, and the twelve drops of Yuan Liquid are connected as one, setting off a strong tide of Yuan Qi, circulating for a number of days in a week, if it is not for the repeated strengthening of the meridians and acupoints, the Yuan Qi tide alone is enough to burst his body.

The tide gradually subsided, and Wei Qiqi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at the moment when he didn't have any precautions, the Yuan Liquid Qi Qi left the acupoint and rushed into the dantian, like twelve beads, hitting and fusing with each other, merging into one, the surface was uneven, slowly collapsing inward, and finally solidified into a small demon pill, the color was pale yellow, and it was imperceptible.

Wei Qiqi heard his heartbeat, like a drum, like a landslide, like a torrent, and tasted a bitter taste in his mouth, it turned out to be a demon pill, not a Taoist fetus!

The blood lost control and flowed rapidly in the body, and a cloud of blood mist rushed into the demon pill and disappeared without a trace, Wei Qiqi's face turned pale, and he clearly sensed that something dangerous was brewing in the demon pill.

It was the remnant soul of a snake, sleeping in the bloodline, awakened with the help of the demon pill.

The body dies, the soul is immortal, as long as you find a suitable body, there is still a chance to be reborn. The two-headed fierce ape hides the soul in the bones, the three-eyed civet cat hides the soul in the demon pill, and the dragon zeba snake hides the soul in the bloodline, snatching away, reincarnating, and borrowing the corpse to return the soul, there are too many ways to strip his consciousness from the body and occupy his body.

If you lose this body, are you still alive?

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and it is not up to him to choose.

The remnant soul woke up from its deep sleep, as if it had opened its closed eyes, and in an instant, countless broken and messy images poured into my mind, snake, cave, fierce battle, cave, betrayal, cave, cave...... The picture he saw the most was actually a cave where the sun and the moon pass through the heavens and rivers, and the cave heaven that accepts all things in the world and mustard seeds!

As soon as the remnant soul woke up, he pounced out of the demon pill, shook his head and shook his tail and pounced on his head, at the same time, Wei Qiqi's left hand was in a piercing pain, and Penglai Bag let out a silent roar, jumping into his chest and abdomen along his arm, intercepting the remnant soul of the snake, and devouring it unscrupulously.

Human-faced dove, ice silkworm, green iron queen, two-headed fierce ape...... Penglai bag has devoured the souls of countless monsters, and there is no way to escape the remnants of a snake. Wei Seventeen's heart is like a mirror, the Penglai bag is the back hand left by Ruan Jing for him, the awakening of the snake's bloodline, and the rebirth of the remnant soul, this qiē is in her calculations!

On her fingers, she'd already saved him twice.

Wei Qiqi refined a few more demon pills, and the qi of the earth condensed into a yuan liquid in the hole, which was absorbed by the demon pill in the dantian, and the little guy was nourished by the yuan liquid, and his head grew up, fell into silence, and fell into a deep sleep. There seems to be something natural in the body, just like the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys, there is no abnormal feeling, Wei Qiqi instinctively understands the importance of the demon pill, but he doesn't know how to use it-like a human-faced dove spews out the demon pill to smash people? He thought of the cow essence in the Seven Saints of Meishan, and sprayed the cow treasure at every turn, it was really too discordant.

escaped a catastrophe, so be it for the time being, owe Ruan Jing a great favor, and I will have the opportunity to pay it back later. Wei Qiqi had a strong premonition that ten years later, he had to go to the Chixia Valley Sword Debate, see Ruan Jing again, and ask some things clearly.

There is an unknown thread in the darkness that connects their destinies.

Wei Qiqi took out the iron rod from the sword bag, waved it a few times, and felt that the weight was a lot heavier, these days the iron rod has absorbed the iron essence in the black gold mine, and the texture has been greatly improved, which has the effect of being reborn. On a whim, he tried to practice the "Crazy Devil Stick Method", and unconsciously poured his vitality into the iron rod, and the black mangs were mixed with yellow light, and the wood and stone were swept away, slowly rising like steam, turning into powder.

The "Twelve-Story Building" not only means that the vitality is abundant, and there is no risk of exhaustion, after the qi of the Gen Earth is compressed into the Yuan liquid, the tide of the vitality that penetrates the acupoint has increased several times, and the power of the Crazy Demon Stick Method has risen to the next level.

But he was still jealous of those weird magic powers.

After playing for half an hour, Wei Qiqi put away the iron rod, looked around at the mess, vaguely like Qi Du and Qi Luo after the battle, he smiled with satisfaction, and set off to find his junior sister.

From a distance, Qin Zhen was seen sitting cross-legged under the mountain rock, and the green wolf was guarding not far away, his ears trembled slightly, listening to the faintest voice in the wind.

He stopped, mixed feelings.

The delicate brows furrowed slightly, and the little face showed a painful expression, and between the exhalation and the inhalation, the breath was dyed with a touch of red. She's condensing the fetus.

He was also desperate, not only him, in order to be able to walk beside him side by side, Qin Zhen gambled.