Chapter 2355 Zichen Clan

On the right, a range of fifty million miles.

Xiao Yi was lying down, wanting to rest for two days, but his eyes couldn't close for a long time.

After all, there is no way to calm down that restless and hot heart.

The boiling blood continued to flow as always, but became more intense.

"Demon Realm." Xiao Yi looked up at the sky, "The sky here is not much different from the sky outside."

His gaze turned sideways, from the sky to the front of the Demon Realm.

There are more unknowns there.

Kaka…

Xiao Yi clenched his fists and squinted his eyes.

But in an instant, his fist loosened again.

There were things that could calm his restless heart and calm his blood, but they were few and far between, so few that they were imprinted deep in his soul.

He has not forgotten the purpose of coming to the Demon Realm this time.

"Master Xiao Yi, what's wrong?" Dongfang Baijiao noticed Xiao Yi's strange behavior and asked.

"Nothing." Xiao Yi shrugged.

Facing this Eastern white dragon, we can't attack the enemy's heart and fight head-on. We have no choice but to do it.

It will be meaningless if you lose your fighting power and then enter the demon realm.

"Forget it, let's wait another day." Xiao Yi thought to himself.

The two days of monster hunting competition were just child's play to him.

Looking up into the sky, I stretched out my hand to catch it.

Every time I practice more diligently and my strength increases, I always feel that I am getting closer to this day, and I may be within my reach; but every time I stabilize, I always feel that it is so far away and has not changed in the slightest.

Can a giant who is strong enough really be able to pick up the stars, the sun and the moon, and reach the top of the sky?

If not, then who can win the battle?

If so, how huge should this giant be?

The word cultivation, in addition to giving him stronger and stronger strength, seems to be...

It seems that he has never felt that he truly understands the mystery of this world, the real mystery!

The more and more powerful he is, the more and more things he gets are further and further out of reach.

Is this far from the beginning? Or is it that there is no beginning at all?

"Huh." Xiao Yi took a deep breath, and in his eyes, the blue sky and white clouds reflected in the high altitude became clearer.

Perhaps, this time being trapped, taking a natural rest is not a bad thing.

Xiao Yi's thoughts fell on cultivation.

Based on my current situation, there are three directions.

One is the way of swordsmanship, more precisely, the Art of the Ice Lord's Holy Pattern.

The Ice Lord's Holy Pattern Technique can theoretically imprint countless numbers, but in Xiao Yi's opinion, nine is the ultimate number, and all nine are extremely powerful, which must be much stronger than countless ordinary ice patterns condensed at will.

It is unusual for ice patterns to be able to adapt to the way of swordsmanship, and there must be a time when this skill will be sublimated.

Now, he only has four.

The second is the Way of Fire, or the Nine-Yang Reincarnation Technique.

The Nine-Yang Reincarnation Technique requires nine powerful flames in the world. Now, I only have six of them, and I am still missing three, but I have no clue.

Use the power of fire to condense the nine suns and control reincarnation. It is unknown whether it is true or false, but it is indeed powerful and terrifying.

The third is to cultivate one body, Shura Battle Body.

Shura's battle body has a total of twelve levels, but now he is only on the eleventh level.

When he reaches the peak of the eleventh level, his physical strength will be the best in the world.

What about the twelfth floor? What is the scene on the twelfth floor?

Furthermore, I am only at the beginning of the eleventh level. When will I reach perfection and even the peak perfection?

All three are exercises.

Martial skills are the external ability to fight; skills are the direction of cultivation.

The warning of the hermit master Xia Yifeng is still fresh in my mind. No matter how powerful your methods are, your ability is unparalleled, but cultivation is the most important thing.

No matter how powerful you are in combat, if there is no cultivation as the foundation, when your combat power completely exceeds the capacity of your cultivation, you will collapse or even be destroyed.

Whether it is the Hermit Master Xia Yifeng or the Imperial Master Huo Zhongtian, although they are different, there is always one word in common in their words, cultivation.

What should he do after Xiao Yi...

Xiao Yi's mind was as messy as hemp. In this rare leisure, he thought carefully and tried to sort out...

However, the so-called accidents always happen suddenly at the wrong time, with such lightning speed that people no longer have time to worry about it.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi suddenly stopped thinking, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Evil spirit."

On the side, Dongfang Baijiao frowned at almost the same time and spit out the same two words, "Evil Qi."

The two spoke in unison and looked at each other.

A trace of horror suddenly flashed across both eyes.

"The evil spirit is looming." Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

"No, the evil spirit is extremely strong." Dongfang Baijiao frowned.

"It proves that the evil energy spreads extremely fast, filling the world in an instant, faster than you and I can react." The expressions of the two of them changed at the same time.

…

Within fifty million miles.

middle range.

Dongfang Wu, Dongfang Zi, and Dongfang Zhi looked at the thunder beast that suddenly exploded into blood mist in horror.

The Thunder Flame Beast is a monster beast in the late Saint Venerable Realm.

Its strength is enough to completely crush a seventh-level Saint Realm warrior.

At this moment, the body was dismembered with a claw in the blink of an eye, and no bones were left?

In front of the three people, stood a young man with a strange appearance.

The young man was dressed in fine clothes and had a handsome face; however, his eyes were bloody and cold.

A pair of palms, as slender as sword blades.

"Bastard, who are you?" Dongfang Zhi took a step forward, his face cold and filled with anger.

"How dare you attack me? Are you tired of living?"

"Tell me, which family are you the genius of? The anger of my Dongfang family..."

"Sister Zhi, that's not right." Dongfangzi quickly reached out to block Dongfang Zhi, "This is not the genius who participated in the monster hunting competition this time. I don't remember this person."

"What do you know..." Dongfang Zhigang was about to scold with dissatisfaction.

Dongfang Wu took the lead and said, "Sister Zi is right. Sister Zi has a photographic memory. She will not remember wrongly."

"This man is not a human being. He has such a strong smell of blood and evil spirit, he is a monster."

Dongfang Zhi pointed at the strange young man, looked at Dongfang Wu, frowned and said, "This is obviously a young man..."

Although Dongfang Zhi was not as smart as the two people beside her, she was not a fool either. Before she finished speaking, she had already reacted in an instant.

"Transform... into a monster..."

"Impossible. There are 20,000 elite iron guards of my Dongfang family guarding the outside. How did you sneak in?"

Dongfang Zhi asked coldly.

The strange young man licked the warm blood of the Thunder Flame Beast on his palm.

That kind of movement is like a ferocious beast about to enjoy every meal, licking the residual taste off its paws.

"When you are about to die, what more questions do you have to ask?" The strange young man sneered to himself.

"Remember, the people who will kill you today are the Zichen clan."

"The Zichen clan?" Dongfang Wu thought quickly in her mind, and her expression suddenly changed, "No wonder you can easily kill the Thunder Flame Beast."

"The Zichen clan is one of the top ten ancient bloodline families of the demon clan."
To be continued...