In a forest stone room, Dongfang Yu removed his divine consciousness from Liu Shiqi, and began to think about it bit by bit in this world, a trace of bitterness swept away from his heart, and he was going to leave after all, but now there is a buffer period, and he must have to leave in a year at the latest. It's been seven years, and I don't know how Xiaoxin and Xiaoying are, but they have grown into a 'big girl', and their little sister, father, mother, Min'er still has many relatives, what is it now, the divine sense looked at the soul dantian, the thread was still warming, the Dao crack above had recovered some, and the soul breath of the four people attached to the father, queen mother, and queen sister Min'er was always alert to themselves, and the Qingfeng Sword and the Qinglong Sword were swallowing sword qi, and the dragon blood jade pendant on it emitted bursts of dragon groans, but there were also Dao cracks, and they had not yet recovered from the original thunder tribulation.

Looking at the center of the eyebrows again, the stars were originally above the sea of knowledge, since the thunderstorm the stars and the sea of knowledge have slowly converged in the middle, at this time, part of the sea of knowledge has been integrated into the stars, and their connection with the stars is also strengthening, and the stars can be used as storage space, and living creatures can also enter it, but there is no source for the time being, and it cannot be used for people to cultivate in it.

A white ancient sword was suspended in the center of the stars at this time, and the remaining little mark left by his father had completely dissipated in the past 15 years, Dongfang Yu slowly integrated his own divine consciousness into it, and the Donghuang sword was very docile and did not resist, and it was not as difficult as imagined. The Donghuang Sword was released, and the simple carved sword body seemed to be able to attract all the attention at this time, but for a moment, the space was faintly unstable, and Dongfang Yu put the Donghuang Sword into the dantian.

As the Eastern Emperor Sword entered the dantian, the Qinglong Sword and the Qingfeng Sword flew behind it, as if they were worshipping the Emperor in the sword. Dongfang Yu stood up and walked out, and in an open space, the Qingfeng sword appeared in his hand, and with the direction of his heart, the sword moved with his heart, and kept waving it.

He has reached the consummation realm of the Dan Formation Period, and he may be able to enter the Yuan Infant Stage in the next moment, or he may not enter it in a hundred years. But as far as he knows, there are two methods that are more suitable for breaking through, one is meditation, where you can retreat to understand yourself or trek through mountains and rivers to understand nature, and the other is to 'mess up' your body, using external pressure to break through or fight or take pills. However, the latter has some side effects that deplete some of its potential.

And at this moment, he chose the first method to understand himself through sword practice, the sun rises and sunsets, it is windy and rainy, he has been waving the sword in his hand, for a month, the breath on his body has been somewhat enhanced, but he still waved the sword in his hand, as if he wanted to cut off all the obstacles in front of him, black and white eyes stared at the sword in his hand, one after another seemed to be chaotic and seemed to be natural and unrestricted.

If Donghuang looked at the star at the center of his eyebrows at this time, he would find that the mysterious gas appeared again, and it pulled out a trace of it and integrated it into the center of his sea of consciousness, but Dongfang Yu did not find any impropriety, feeling that the trace of gas was originally carried by himself, and naturally absorbed it into his own consciousness.

He fell into confusion, and in the haze he felt that he had turned into a trace of qi, not knowing the time, formless, not thinking, and seemed to live a life again, making his memory unprecedentedly clear, and the breath on his body continued to strengthen to reach the node of the primordial infancy, gently piercing like a blister. If someone is beside him, he will see a hazy figure overlapping with Dongfang Yu's figure, the face of that figure is the same as Dongfang Yu, a pair of purple eyes seem to be able to see through everything, but the face is expressionless and full*, and a golden tail like a dragon slowly forms behind him, and a ravine appears on the ground and continues to move into the distance.

In the secret room, Liu Shiqi's face was calm and still practicing, and her breath was becoming more and more unstable. And in another place, Yiyi seemed to feel some terrible existence, a dense purple wind blade flew around, the body continued to grow, and the lines on the purple wings became clearer and clearer, but for a moment Yiyi's figure rushed towards Liu Shiqi, blocking most of the purple wind blades, the secret room collapsed directly, and the smooth mountain rocks continued to fall, and in a moment a huge butterfly that covered the sky and the sun was enough to block the entire forest flew out of the cave, and for a while the sand and rocks flew away, and the trees were uprooted and took off into the distance, a woman sat cross-legged on its right wing, looking extremely small, at this time the woman's face was pale, and the three knife-shaped marks were almost all over her body, and the blood directly dyed her inner armor red。

A cyan figure flew towards the woman, and when the purple light film did not stop him from moving forward, in a moment, Dongfang Yu put a Qi and Blood Pill from the early stage of the ground level into Liu Shiqi's mouth, and then led a Qi and Blood Pill into Yiyi's mouth. After half a burnt incense, Liu Shiqi's face had a hint of red, and her breathing gradually stabilized, Yiyi stopped on top of her head, but the color was a little dull, she directly caught most of her attacks with her body, obviously not lightly injured.

Dongfang Yu was still thinking about the words that Yiyi had passed on to him with his divine sense, and he felt a more terrifying 'creature' aura than himself, an unconscious natural attack, but he would not attack like this in the future. I thought that although I was on the verge of breakthrough at that time, I didn't feel strange, and I still didn't want to, and I was going to leave this world in a short time, and I didn't think that the problem would happen to me at all. In his heart, if there was no accident, the result would be excellent, Liu Shiqi was only injured by the flesh now, and his cultivation was also in the late stage of foundation building, and fortunately, he handed over the primary inner armor of a treasure weapon to her for an accident, but this inner armor was almost completely scrapped. It's not that I'm lamenting for the inner armor, the source crystal is used less and less, but there are still a few pieces of inner armor, although the level is not high. (There are three more treasures in the primary inner armor)

It's that Yiyi's talent is really demonic, it's only been a few years, her cultivation has reached the intermediate level of the Jiedan, and the attack is even stronger, most of the inner armor in the early stage of the treasure weapon can only be worn by the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage, and it can resist several attacks of the monks of the middle stage of the same level, although she has just arrived at the Yuan Infant Stage, she must be able to break through this inner armor, but Yiyi is now in the middle of the Jiedan, presumably the uncle of the sect master of the Cloud Sword Sect must know that there must be some 'regrets'.

There is also the momentum of Yiyi after he became bigger just now, it is simply the existence of killing gods, covering the sky and the sun is boundless, thinking that he is standing on top of Yiyi's head in white must be very 'magnificent'. I thought back to the race of Yiyi, I had never heard of this strange beast, maybe this powerful race disappeared after encountering some disaster, after all, there are many powerful races that have disappeared in the long river of time for various reasons.