This is simply like a fusion of Yang Qianming's calmness and madness, the embodiment of a perfect outburst, in any other situation, it would be difficult for Yang Qianming to kill Yan Longzi.

Don't forget, even the Saint King Supreme of the False Void Realm has a terrifying longevity that can be used to burn divine powers. Moreover, even if you are defeated, you can get out of your body and escape.

But Yan Longzi, who had so many advantages, was actually killed by Yang Qianming like this, and under the brilliant results, it can only be said that Yan Longzi deserved to be unlucky

And even so, the demon god and Xiaohuo still don't want to go through it again, it's too thrilling, and the heart can't bear it.

The speed of light in the distance is extremely fast, just like in the universe where there is no friction in the atmosphere, resulting in resistance, a comet that passes by arbitrarily, just by shaking, there is a distance of about a thousand zhang, according to this speed, traveling millions of miles a day, it is as easy as playing, to be able to achieve such a speed, in the Xuanyuan monk world, it is by no means an ordinary person.

Suddenly, the strong light stopped, revealing a figure with a mixed body up and down, shrouded in black robes, exuding a faint demonic aura from top to bottom, and observing carefully, isn't this person the Corpse Yin Ancestor?

It's just that the Corpse Yin Ancestor looks a little wolf at the moment, the black robe he is wearing around looks torn, and under the breeze, he can sometimes see the exposed skin, like dry wood that has been burned by fire, it is very ugly, and full of cracks.

And with the strong cultivation of the Corpse Yin Ancestor, who can make him so wolf?

Speaking in detail, this Corpse Yin Ancestor was really unlucky, as soon as he entered the body of the ancient god, he fell into a forbidden land, and the Corpse Yin Ancestor was trapped in it for three days before he got out of the trap.

Just after getting out of trouble, after seeing the danger in this place, the Corpse Yin Ancestor didn't dare to have the slightest superfluous thoughts, he just wanted to quickly join his ancient corpse, and then find a way to find the ancient god, and then use the art of corpse refining, no matter how much the price was, he would also refine the ancient god into a divine corpse.

Poor Corpse Yin Ancestor, he didn't know that he was in the body of the ancient god at this moment, and he had already been able to perform the art of alchemy and completely refine the ancient god into a unique divine corpse.

However, this can't be blamed on the Corpse Yin Ancestor, no one thought that the body of the ancient god would be so big

Of course, I can't imagine this situation, and the choice and way of dealing with it made by the Corpse Yin Ancestor is naturally the most correct. There is nothing wrong with finding your own ancient corpse and then looking for the ancient gods.

However, what the Corpse Yin Ancestor didn't expect was that he actually lost contact with the ancient corpse, it was the third day after entering the body of the ancient god, and the Corpse Yin Ancestor didn't know what was going on, and at first there was a bit of a vague feeling, and finally disappeared completely.

The Corpse Yin Ancestor was depressed and entangled, because the Corpse Yin Ancestor understood better than anyone else that he had completely lost contact with the ancient corpse, and there were only two situations, one was that the distance from the ancient corpse was too far, and the other was that the ancient corpse was already dead.

At this time, the Corpse Yin Ancestor still had some hope, thinking that the Ancient Corpse had the cultivation of the Saint King Realm, even if Yan Longzi was not the opponent of the Ancient Corpse, it was estimated that it would be very difficult to kill the Ancient Corpse. And without its own instructions, the ancient corpse will not move under normal circumstances, which means that the ancient corpse should still be alive.

Therefore, the Corpse Yin Ancestor is still speculating whether the ancient corpse has fallen into something, so he will cut off contact with himself, after all, the Corpse Yin Ancestor has encountered such a situation, and it should not be too much worse to compare his heart with his heart.

Poor Corpse Yin Ancestor, he probably couldn't have dreamed that his ancient corpse had been destroyed by Yang Qianming, if he knew, he didn't know how rich his expression would be.

However, in such a state of mind, the Corpse Yin Ancestor still has a hope, and he may be able to find the place where the ancient corpse finally disappeared.

But what the Corpse Yin Ancestor never dreamed of was that this qiē was just the beginning

However, what made the Corpse Yin Ancestor entangled was that he seemed to have completely broken out of bad luck, and he dangled in the remains of the ancient gods for only half a day, and actually broke into a forbidden place by mistake, and encountered countless sieges and killings by the ancient gods, and this time it took seven days to barely get out of the predicament.

And this time, because he was trapped for a long time, the Corpse Yin Ancestor was completely disoriented, and even the place where the ancient corpse disappeared at the end could not be found at all.

The depressed Corpse Yin Ancestor could only search slowly, hoping to find the ancient corpse, or find something else.

It's a pity that God seems to be at this moment, especially looking at the Corpse Yin Ancestor, how unlucky is the Corpse Yin Ancestor to enlist him again, and he hasn't been stable for two days, and the Corpse Yin Ancestor has encountered a group of tricky things.

Exactly a group

A group of creatures as thick as little fingers and thousands of feet long, looking like insects, first entangled with each other, turning into a behemoth, slowly moving. The Corpse Yin Ancestor didn't know how powerful it was, so he first tried to attack, but unexpectedly stabbed the hornet's nest, and hundreds of billions of such insects suddenly turned out one after another, and began to attack the Corpse Yin Ancestor like crazy.

The combat effectiveness of this insect is not strong, at most it is Cheng Dù of the beast phase monk, but it is extremely numerous, hundreds of billions of such insects, crazy attack method, not to mention the Saint King One Realm, even if it is the Saint King Three Realms Immortal powerhouse, it is impossible to escape death, completely swallowed by these insects.

Helpless, finding that this insect could not be killed at all, and there was also the intention of surrounding and devouring himself, the Corpse Yin Ancestor once again chose to flee without hesitation, this time it took ten days to run wildly, judging from the current situation, it was barely able to get rid of all these insects.

But even so, the Corpse Yin Ancestor was still not happy, and he couldn't be sure if these insects would chase and kill again, so the Corpse Yin Ancestor rested for a while, and then immediately began to continue to escape.

Three days later, the Corpse Yin Ancestor finally rushed out of a passage and came to an incomparably vast heaven and earth. It's just that this piece of heaven and earth is filled with a dense mist, so that the Corpse Yin Ancestor really can't look too far, even if he uses his divine thoughts, he can't sense the slightest bit inside.

Perhaps because there were too many unfortunate things encountered these days, the Corpse Yin Ancestor hesitated for a moment, but finally failed to raise the courage to break into this world full of fog.

But just leaving like this, the Corpse Yin Ancestor was obviously a little unwilling, after all, these days, the scenery he saw was all a petrified world, and now there was a world full of mist, and anyone knew that there must be ghosts in it.

Therefore, the Corpse Yin Ancestor, who was unwilling to leave like this, finally couldn't hold back after hesitating for a moment, gritted his teeth and exerted his magical powers, turning into an infinite wind in an attempt to blow away this thick fog.

The wind was like a knife, and it still had no effect for half a day, but instead of blowing away the dense fog, because of the disturbance of the Corpse Yin Ancestor, these dense fogs seemed to come to life, and began to become more intense, and they began to compete with the Corpse Yin Ancestor.

The Corpse Yin Ancestor was extremely depressed, and was ready to increase his strength and fight the thick fog, but at this moment, an infinite rustle spread out from the thick fog.

The Corpse Yin Ancestor's face changed drastically, because these rustling sounds were exactly the same as the sounds made by those strange red-line insects he encountered some time ago when they moved.

Could this be the nest of those strange insects?

The corpse yin old block didn't say a word, turned his head and wanted to run away, but at this moment, in front of him, there was a rustling sound again, which was the group of strange insects he provoked some time ago.

I was surrounded

This thought had just risen in the heart of the Corpse Yin Ancestor, and the Corpse Yin Ancestor saw the red line worms in the sky, as if he was crazy, and converged towards his location.

......

............

More than 20 days have passed, Yang Qianming has never moved, like a fetus lying quietly in the mother's body, surrounded by blood-red cocoons, Yang Qianming looks unusually peaceful.

The blood cocoon was obviously very different from when it had just coagulated, and at the time of the initial condensation, the blood cocoon was ruddy and shiny, and it looked like wet hair, full of sticky entanglements.

But after more than 20 days, the blood cocoon gradually began to dry up, as if it was gradually losing nutrients and water, and seemed to be on the road to the final end.

Such a strange situation, even the demon god who has rich experience and has lived for tens of thousands of years can't explain what this phenomenon is, so he can only sit down with his knees crossed anxiously, always shrouding his divine thoughts on the blood cocoon, observing carefully, and after a while, he couldn't hold back again, and the demon god asked Xiaohuo.

"Anyway, okay?"

"You dead old ghost, how can you say that you are also a character who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and you have cultivated all your life, have you cultivated to the dog? This is the 967th time you have asked me, do you have to ask until Yang Xiaozi comes out before you are satisfied?"

As Xiaohuo said, the demon god has harassed him a lot in the past few days, and Xiaohuo will explain to the demon god that it is not as simple and easy as imagined to achieve the body of the ancient god. In the blood cocoon, or blood fetus, it must be continuously refined by the painstaking efforts of the ancient gods, and finally like a butterfly breaking through the chrysalis, it will finally be completely cultivated into the body of the ancient gods.

But he was always asked like this, and he always explained like this, and gradually, Xiaohuo became a little impatient, and no longer answered the question, but instead despised the demon god. It's just that from his restless tone, it is not difficult to see that he is actually very concerned about this matter, or he is anxious.

To tell the truth, it's no wonder that the two old monsters, the Demon God and Xiaohuo, are anxious, because this matter is related to the lives of the two of them, whether Yang Qianming can cultivate the body of the ancient god is not to say for the time being, if Yang Qianming fails to wake up from the interference of killing demons, the two of them will wait forever and be trapped in the body of the ancient god.

But even if this matter is urgent, it is useless, the two of them are now trapped in the demon heart space, and they can only secretly pray for blessings, hoping that this Yang Qianming will be as powerful as usual, and finally break out of the cocoon and be reborn, get the body of the ancient god, and recover from killing demons to normal people.

Another three days passed

It is difficult to see the blood light and any color on the blood cocoon, as if it has lost the essence of all life, and the dry cocoon looks like a crispy biscuit, which can be lightly broken with a light touch.

This phenomenon, after Xiaohuo's research, finally determined that Yang Qianming had completely absorbed the blood of the ancient gods, and was now in the state of the ancient gods, steadily transforming into a state. When the transformation was successful, and finally broke out of the cocoon, Xiaohuo can't say why.

It's the demon god, who has more or less settled down, as if a broken clay jar is broken, and success or failure is in one fell swoop

And just as the Demon God and Xiaohuo were waiting, suddenly the blood cocoon, which had completely absorbed the blood of the ancient gods, suddenly made a crisp sound, and there was an extra crack on the surface.

There are changes

The restless Demon God and Xiaohuo suddenly came to their senses, and released their divine thoughts without reservation, and they were shrouded in the blood cocoon, carefully observing the changes in the blood cocoon.

The next moment, during the observation, the demon god and Xiaohuo both showed surprised expressions on each other.

What a strong force

The demon god and Xiaohuo felt that in the blood cocoon, a powerful force was being bred, trying to break out of the cocoon, waiting for another rebirth.

"Help Yang Boy get out of trouble" The demon god was excited, and he wanted to release his divine thoughts to help Yang Qianming break out of the cocoon.

"Wait" Xiao Huo stopped the Demon God, and in the face of the Demon God's puzzled eyes, Xiao Huo explained: "Let Yang Boy work hard to break out of the cocoon, and his own efforts will be infinitely beneficial to him, and it will also be a good tempering in will." ”

The demon god's expression was stern, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he nodded and didn't say anything more.

Click

There was another slight crisp sound, and there was another crack in the blood cocoon, and in the vague way, a hand could be seen against the inside of the blood cocoon, knocking from time to time, as if trying to open the outer barrier.