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Chen Yang had a long, strange dream. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

The first half of the dream was normal.

The joy of childhood, the envy of cultivating immortals, the joy of cultivating immortals for the first time, the pain of Chen Daoshi when he went to immortals, and the hardships of cultivating immortals alone either made people laugh or make people cry.

Gradually, Chen Yang's cultivation improved day by day, and his strength also rose greatly, and he began to fight to the death with all kinds of enemies and strange-looking monsters.

There was an endless supply of elixirs, and there were a large number of magic weapons and seals, and Chen Yang began to be complacent, even the knot pill was no longer in his eyes.

Finally, he came to the last step of the knot, the spiritual energy in the body was full, and the world outside the cave changed. In the eyes of others, the dangers and obstacles during the knot were overcome by him one by one.

Just when he was overjoyed and experienced the power of the Jindan monk, the terrifying demon counterattack silently attacked.

After a trance, Chen Yang suddenly found that he was in the midst of a sea of fire, and this flame was unusually real, not an illusion.

The infinite flames couldn't help but rise, the temperature was getting higher and higher, even Chen Yang's slightly successful Xuanming True Yang Gong couldn't resist it, and the large beads of sweat just poured out, and before they could roll down, they were turned into bursts of white gas by this unimaginable high temperature.

Chen Yang resisted while running the exercises, and at the same time tried to pass through the sea of fire and leave this place.

But this sea of fire was too big, his spiritual power was finally exhausted, his clothes turned to ashes, the crackling sound of the fire snake licking, the scorching smell of his skin being burned, and the sharp pain of the fire entering his body.

Chen Yang laughed miserably, gave up resistance, and the flames swarmed up, and suddenly turned into ashes.

When he woke up again, he found that he had turned into a young monster!

He was frightened, he cried out, but it was a beastly roar with incomprehensible meaning. Gradually, he calmed down and accepted this fact, what happened to the demon beast, he could also cultivate,

You can also ascend to the spiritual realm and live forever.

He began to look at this qiē with a cold eye. This is a small race of demon beasts, with only more than a dozen of them. And it seems that the day is precarious, and it is ready to sneak attack at any time, ready to migrate.

He didn't want to live this life, so he secretly left the tribe during a migration and began to travel between the islands. His talent is already good, and he has had many adventures and opportunities, and his cultivation has gradually improved in the process.

Time flies, and the years are like edges. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed, and he has finally succeeded in transforming and made a great name among the demon clans, even if he is a demon cultivator of the same level of the seven demon clans, he can't help it.

So he got tired of it, tired of it, and after thinking about it for a few days, he didn't hesitate to change his face, ran to the realm of the Terran monks, traveled around, and really made a few good friends, of course, the harvest was also very good, combining the strengths of the demon race and the human race, and the strength was even more remarkable!

Another long time passed, and he suddenly felt a little homesick. When Huā made a lot of effort to find the group again, a scene that made people look at the tears.

For some reason, some Jiao monks were killing in the clan, and he hurriedly stepped forward, and after killing the other party, he only saved the last two clans.

He knew that the matter was not over, and hurriedly took the two clans to escape from this sea, but in the end he was chased by several shapeshifters.

After a great battle, although he repelled several shapeshifters and broke through, he was also seriously injured. Finally came to an island. But he never thought that a large mysterious black fog suddenly appeared on this island, turned into a large piece of light, and was swept away before he had time to react...

**Collapse, the original spirit dissolves. These black mist desperately tore at their own primordial gods, and he was unwilling to swallow up the black mist.

But there was too much black fog, and the Yuan Shen couldn't support it in the end, and a terrible scream came out from the Yuan Shen.

He was horrified in his heart, but a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and then his eyelids moved slightly and opened his eyes suddenly!

What sea of fire, what black mist, what heart demons are devouring, what shape-shifting Jiao clan, all of them are the recklessness without a shadow, he is now lying on the ground, wet, as if he is sweating.

But it looks like a somewhat familiar stone chamber.

Where is this? Chen Yang looked at the roofs as many as the stars in the sky, the soft and bright luminous pearls, and his consciousness and memories gradually returned to him, and all the qiē came to mind.

He remembered that he was in the nest of the eighth-level blue water golden unicorn called Jinfeng at this time, and he was imprisoned and forbidden by this demon, and this demon was about to refine himself into a second incarnation, and then he passed out.

Thinking of this, Chen Yang was taken aback, and sat up violently.

Chen Yang didn't have time to carefully appreciate the joy of regaining his strength, so he hurriedly looked around vigilantly, and suddenly looked at a certain place in a daze.

A corpse lay face down next to the altar, but there was not the slightest scar on the corpse, and a basket of beads emitted a slightly dim spiritual light, and it was motionless on the ground.

Chen Yang's eyes aside, his divine sense carefully scanned every corner of the stone room, his brows furrowed imperceptibly, he suddenly stood up, moved his hands and feet, and tried to gather spiritual power, without any hindrance.

He felt a slight strangeness, his divine consciousness hurriedly looked inward, and the body was as usual, and those things like blue sè energy disappeared without a trace as if they had never appeared.

Seeing that his body was normal, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and after a little groaning, he shook his hands and punched out with a lot of energy.

The corpse was held up by the strength and flipped over, and sure enough, it was Jin Feng, this demon was right, not only did he have no scars on his body, but his face was also very calm, so that people couldn't see anything.

What's going on? Did the spell fail, or did someone save him? Chen Yang's heart was full of doubts.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly held his head in his hands and snorted, and the short fragments in his mind came one after another, and pictures of different scenes kept flashing, and countless things were shoehorned into his memory in an instant, and his head was torn like a sharp pain.

Fortunately, Chen Yang's golden pill had already been completed at this time, and his divine consciousness had automatically increased by more than double. If he was still in the foundation building stage at this time, even if he had undergone a mutation, it would be impossible for a divine consciousness with a special part of the divine mind to contain such a huge amount of things.

After a few moments, the images stopped flashing in my mind, and the severe headache subsided. But Chen Yang still broke out in a cold sweat, and his body, which was already wet, was as if he had just been fished out of the water at the moment.

After a full meal, Chen Yang was a little more energetic, breathed a little for half an hour, and after the discomfort in his brain disappeared completely, his eyes opened, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Although the picture in his mind flickered quickly, he still found many familiar scenes, as if he had experienced them in a dream, and he thought about them carefully again. Sure enough, in my memory, I found that Jin Feng, the demon, had almost a complete life experience.

From childhood to adulthood, there are also things that have been experienced in the respective realms of the demon race and the human race. Strangely, despite the almost complete experience of his life, there was nothing else.

For example, his cultivation experience, the secret techniques of cultivation, and the seven emotions and six yù such as hatred, joy, and sorrow, all disappeared.

This is a failed spell casting! Chen Yang's eyes flashed, and he suddenly made a judgment in his heart.

Otherwise, such a strange thing would not have happened!

Obviously, only a part of the second primordial god of Jinfeng's demon was fused into his own primordial god, but because the number of this part of the primordial god was too small, the result was that after the fusion, it was mainly his own primordial god.

In other words, part of the primordial spirit of this demon of Jin Feng was devoured by himself!

Chen Yang had some incredible feelings, but he had to admit that this was probably the most reasonable explanation.

It's just that it stands to reason that Jin Feng should be fully prepared, how could he lead to such a result? Chen Yang was a little puzzled.

Since I can't think of it, I don't want to. Chen Yang shook his head and was about to step down the altar when he suddenly noticed a faint and extremely cold movement coming from the mouth of Xiōng.

Chen Yang's heart moved, he reached into his arms, took out something and took it in his hand to look at it, and his face showed a strange sè.

I saw a thin booklet in my hand, a slightly thicker cover, but the book under the cover was only three pages!

The material is a little special, soft and slightly tough, cold to the touch, neither like paper, nor like demon animal skin, black and faint with a metallic luster......

Chen Yang thought of something, hurriedly spread his other hand into his arms, up and down, his eyes lit up and down, and he stared at the thin booklet in front of him in a daze.

This is actually the transformation of those pieces of iron that have never understood the purpose!

It's incredible, how can it be?

Chen Yang rubbed his eyes involuntarily, and finally believed in this strange change. So frowning and thinking about it, he faintly felt that the changes in these four pieces of iron were definitely related to Jin Feng's failure to cast spells.

Chen Yang let out a wisp of divine consciousness and carefully swept towards the vague movement of yīn cold on the pamphlet.

"Huh, it's a little weird, a little like the power of yīnhún, but it also has a somewhat familiar feeling!" After a moment, Chen Yang retracted his consciousness and muttered.

What the hell is it? His eyes wandered casually, and he suddenly paused on Jin Feng's corpse, and completely understood in his heart.

"It's indeed the power of the essence hún, yes, and it is the power of the extremely pure essence hún!" Chen Yang laughed, filled with the infinite joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

I didn't expect that the iron piece that was put into my arms casually just because my spiritual power was not enough and I couldn't move the storage bag in my nose, but I made a great contribution crookedly!

Heaven will not die for me! Chen Yang secretly thanked the providence in the dark. ！。

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