As a result, everyone was in an uproar, their faces were surprised, and when they looked at Zhang Yi, they were even more surprised.

Zhang Yi and Li Yichen, the cultivation of the two is very different, the battle between the two will be completely unexpected, and the winner is actually Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi stabilized his swaying figure, looked at Li Yichen lying on the ground, breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked at Bai Fan on the high platform.

Now, everything is clear, the final winner of the battle within the sect is Zhang Yi, and now, what Zhang Yi is waiting for is Bai Fan's announcement.

"Once in the thirtieth year, the only winner is Zhang Yi, who can enter the abyss of demon burial and cultivation for half a year. Bai Fan also reacted, stepped forward, and announced loudly.

Unlike usual, this time the winner did not get cheers, and they were still in stunned, but Zhang Yi didn't care, walked down calmly, and returned to his room.

Although he was victorious, Zhang Yi did not have much emotional fluctuations, but immersed himself in cultivation.

The night passed, and early the next morning, Bai Fan came to Zhang Yi's room, glanced at Zhang Yi with a little meaning, and said, "I'll take you to the Demon Burial Abyss." After speaking, he stretched out his hand, a gust of wind blew, Zhang Yi's feet left the ground, and under Bai Fan's control, he flew towards the Demon Burial Abyss.

On the way, Bai Fan still unknowingly probed his divine sense into Zhang Yi's body, and searched for the news of the blood beads.

In Bai Fan's opinion, his cultivation is far stronger Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi must not know, but he doesn't know, Zhang Yi is completely aware of his every move, and has already told the blood demon that with the help of the blood demon, Bai Fan has finally gained something.

"The blood beads are still in Zhangjia Village. After getting this news, Bai Fan was a little puzzled, but he also secretly decided that when Zhang Yi entered the burial space, he would personally go to Zhangjia Village and explore Zhangjia Village again.

After flying for about half an hour, Bai Fan stopped, and at this time the two of them had already arrived at the back mountain of the Demon God Sect, which was a place that Zhang Yi had never set foot in, so he didn't know it, but as soon as he arrived at the back mountain, he felt that there was a strong blood in this mountain, as well as endless evil energy.

Walking in the mountains and forests, Zhang Yi only felt that the bloody qi made him excited, and the true qi in his body was also accelerating, and at the same time, his eyes stretched out with a trace of blood red, and a sense of murder arose in his heart.

"Okay, this is the Demon Burial Abyss, you can go down from the steps, I'll leave first, be careful yourself. The two walked to a cliff and stopped, Bai Fan pointed to the cliff in front of him, told Zhang Yi, and flew away.

"Is this the Abyss of Demon Burial? Zhang Yi stood in front of the cliff, took a closer look, slowly raised his steps, and walked towards the stone steps.

As soon as his feet touched the stone steps, a bad breath came from the surface, which was powerful and confused his mind, fortunately, Zhang Yi was a killer in his previous life, and his mind was already extremely resolute, and this evil spirit naturally couldn't mess up his mind.

Feeling the unusualness of this stone step, Zhang Yi didn't dare to take it lightly, stabilized his mind, gathered his true qi, and began to move slowly downward, every step, he walked extremely carefully, every step, he was quite cautious, as a killer, he always paid attention to the situation around him, and constantly analyzed the current situation.

Every time he took a step forward, the smell of blood would become stronger, making Zhang Yi's true qi in his body more active and moving faster.

"Haha, such an excellent place to cultivate, for half a year, I'm looking forward to what kind of heights you can reach. The Blood Fiend felt it too, and let out a hearty laugh.

Zhang Yi bowed his head and kept silent, moving forward slowly, at this moment, he needed to suppress the true qi in his body that was about to move, and he had to be careful to be vigilant around him, so he naturally didn't dare to be distracted.

Finally, after an hour-long downward journey, Zhang Yi finally stood on the flat ground, looking at the rolling blood mist below, Zhang Yi only felt comfortable, as if the pores of his whole body were open, and he was greedily sucking the blood mist in the air.

The blood mist entered the body, gathered in front of the blood beads, and gradually formed a drop of blood beads, although the blood beads were small, but the energy contained in them was very strong, which made Zhang Yi feel frightened.

"Is this the benefit of the Blood Demon Sutra?" Seeing the blood beads forming in his body, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth, cultivating the Blood Demon Sutra, he already knew all this, although he had never been in such a situation before, but the Blood Demon had already explained it to him clearly, so he didn't have any panic.

Standing in the Demon Burial Abyss, I only feel that the aura here is a hundred times stronger than the outside world, which is the reason why the cultivation of the Demon Burial Abyss is much faster than that of the outside world, and moreover, the Demon Burial Abyss has an adventure.

It is rumored that the burial space is when the demon realm and the heavenly realm are fighting, and the demon realm is buried here, once its body is found, there will be a lot of magic weapons.

However, no one takes this rumor seriously, so those who can come are cultivating here.

First, it is because of the abundant aura here, and secondly, because the bloody aura here can help people forge their minds.

And people don't want to wander around, after all, this demon burial abyss is also dangerous.

Zhang Yi is obviously different, although he is also absorbing spiritual energy to cultivate, but the blood mist in it is what he needs, and the blood mist continues to pour into his body, making the blood beads in his body continue to grow, making him smile, and at the same time, he also continues to walk towards the depths.

All the way deeper, feeling bursts of evil qi, looking at the corpses that appeared on the ground from time to time, Zhang Yi also became vigilant, he understood that even if it was the abyss of burying demons, it must not be simple, among them, there must be dangerous places.

"Zhang Yi, you can refine the blood beads in your body first, so as not to be too strong, causing your body to not be able to carry it. The voice of the blood demon echoed in Zhang Yi's mind, which made Zhang Yi feel shocked, and he found that he was in too much of a hurry, almost forgetting his current cultivation, and he couldn't let the blood qi in his body condense too much.

"I see, Elder Blood, I have to ask you to help me keep an eye on my surroundings. Zhang Yi said, sat down carefully, and began to respond to the true qi in his body, close to the blood beads.

In the blood beads, they are all pure essence blood, and the energy in them is very powerful, and at the moment when Zhang Yi approached, they were all a little uncontrollable, almost causing them to burst.

"It's so dangerous!" Looking at the constantly turbulent blood beads, Zhang Yi secretly snorted, and began to carefully operate the true qi in his body, turning into silk threads and connecting them to the blood beads.

With the connection of the silk threads, the pure energy on the blood beads flowed slowly, and it actually flowed like flowing water, along the silk threads, to Zhang Yi's meridians.

Zhang Yi was also very nervous now, not daring to relax in the slightest, and single-mindedly controlling the silk thread transformed by true qi, keeping the energy of the blood beads transitioning into the meridians.

Obviously, this is not something that can be completed in a short period of time, an hour has passed, Zhang Yi is still sitting on the ground, not moving a bite, but he has frowned, biting his lower lip, and the mental concentration of an hour has controlled the form of the true qi silk thread, making him feel a little tired mentally, and the whole person also seems a little sluggish, as if he will collapse at any time.

But he didn't give up, he kept persevering, he understood that once he relaxed, the energy in the blood beads would dissipate, and it would be useless, he was reluctant, unwilling to let such a pure energy dissipate.

Finally, the last trace of energy of the blood bead entered the meridians, and after it was completely refined, Zhang Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, nodded in satisfaction and stood up, but it was a stumbling and almost fell to the ground.

"It's too much mental exertion and you need to take a break. Zhang Yi smiled helplessly, so he had to close his eyes and take a nap here to recover.

After a while, he stood up again, although he did not return to his peak, but it was enough, looked up at the front, no longer hesitated, and continued to move forward.

This time, Zhang Yi did not absorb the blood mist unscrupulously just now, but cautiously moved forward, preparing to go to the depths and absorb more refined blood qi.

"Blood Elder, you say, this Demon Burial Abyss, is there really a demon clan who can bury himself here?" Zhang Yi was on guard, and at the same time, he separated a trace of divine sense to communicate with the Blood Demon.

"It's not just the power of the demon clan that is buried here, even if it is a strong person in the heavenly realm, there are many people who bury their bones here!" The Blood Demon's tone could clearly hear a trace of vicissitudes, and he seemed to know a lot about this Demon Burial Abyss.

Zhang Yi naturally heard it, and was about to ask, but he didn't know how to ask, so he could only change his words and ask: "Then why is it rumored in the sect that this is the burial of the power of the Demon Realm?"

The Blood Demon was silent, did not answer for a long time, and Zhang Yi did not ask, but moved forward silently.

"Because the Celestial Realm is strong!" said this after a while, the Blood Demon fell silent again, as if recalling some of the past.

Although Zhang Yi was puzzled, he didn't ask, he also fell silent, and began to sit down cross-legged, and began to slowly absorb the blood mist around him.

In half a day, a fist-sized blood bead took shape in the body again, and as it was just now, it was concocted in the same way as before, and began to refine the blood bead. With the experience just now, this time the progress was relatively smooth, and in an hour, the blood beads were refined.

With the refining of the blood beads, the blood mist on Zhang Yi's body surged, appearing and disappearing, the blood was swallowed, and his eyes also turned blood-red, which looked quite weird.

In fact, it was said that Zhang Yi's blood mist emerged in the arena, and a person who loves to kill can do so, but that must be done by killing countless people and cultivating to a profound level, but Zhang Yi did it with the Blood Demon Sutra, and it will cause a sensation at the top of the Demon God Sect.

The current Zhang Yi is in the blood mist, like Shura coming to the world, and the breath on his body is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, which is very unstable. There was also a smile on his face, as if all this was expected by him.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi, who had closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his fist and blasted out, where the qi wave passed, the blood mist dissipated, and then there was a surge, and he came to his side in the blink of an eye, and it rolled and submerged into his body.

"Is there a seventh layer of qi induction?" Zhang Yi nodded with satisfaction, after refining the blood bead just now, the true qi in his body rolled for a while, and he broke through smoothly, and he stepped into the abyss of demon burial, but it was just a moment.

"Let's continue to absorb!" After a slight adjustment, he planned to continue to go deeper, raised his leg and took two steps, and suddenly his heart jumped, and he looked up and looked forward, with a hint of horror in his eyes, and groaned slightly, jumped forward, and rushed forward like lightning.

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