Yan Yong and others stared at the Yin Yang Devil's every move, and they were all a little frightened.

The noisy noise only lasted for a moment, and then it calmed down. Under Rong Qiu's shouts, the three hundred and twenty-eight Yin and Yang demons quickly formed a very neat queue.

Seeing this, the monks of the Three Great Dao Sect became increasingly vigilant and alert.

But what surprised them was that all the more than three hundred Onmyoji sat down on the same spot, each one looking like a sculpture, without any movement.

Yan Yong and others were confused and couldn't help but look at each other in astonishment.

However, even though they were a little unclear, they did not relax their vigilance. If these Yin-Yang Demons just escaped back to the Sea of ​​Demons, that would be fine. But if they took the opportunity to break into the Wuji World, they would be in big trouble.

Everyone does not know that many of these three hundred Yin and Yang demons are eager to break into the world passage.

But out of the corner of their eyes, they caught a glimpse of the prostrate giant whale beside them. It was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on them. The thoughts in their hearts were completely extinguished. They had no confidence in escaping from the mouth of the giant whale.

Even if a few are lucky enough to successfully escape into the passage, many will definitely be swallowed by the giant whale. No one can guarantee that they will be the successful one. In this case, it is better to take a look at the situation first.

time flies.

The numerous Yin and Yang demons were all like rocks, motionless.

Yan Yong and others have gradually discovered that these guys seem to be absorbing the power of the white fire insects. More and more white fire insects are slowly approaching them, and then the light on their bodies dims at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After observing for a while, Yan Yong and the others were inevitably a little unbalanced in their hearts, but they had no choice but to wait quietly.

In the Yin Ruins, there is no distinction between day and night.

Unknowingly, after a long time passed, the monsters from the Heavenly Demon Sea rushed out of the passage again.

But what came out this time was not the Yin Yang Devil, but a giant crocodile that could stand upright. There were only a few dozen in number. Yan Yong and others were relatively familiar with this kind of monster.

Black Crocodile!

When they were stationed here, they encountered such monsters many times and had rich experience in dealing with them.

But just when they were about to take action, a scene that stunned them appeared. The Yin Yang Demon who had been sitting still suddenly rushed up and killed the invading Black Crocodile in two or two strokes.

Then, many Yin Yang Demons returned to their original places and sat down in unison.

Yan Yong and others looked quite strange. This group of Yin and Yang demons were originally invaders, but now, they actually killed other intruders? Has Nie Huan conquered them all?

Everyone was surprised, but they could only continue to be vigilant.

"Whizzing……"

After a long time, the almost inaudible sound of breaking through the air suddenly broke the peace of Yinxu.

In the direction of Wuji World, three figures flew over. They were He Donglin, Zhuang Huayun, and Xu Zhen who had returned to their respective sects before. Returning to Yinxu this time, they all brought with them the most precious treasures from their sects.

Taoist tools.

Yan Yong and others were secretly relieved when they saw this, and their tense hearts relaxed quietly. With these three strongest gods around, those Yin and Yang demons have to think carefully even if they want to play any small tricks.

Weigh.

He Donglin and others were not surprised by the sudden appearance of these creatures.

Even before arriving at Yinxu, they had received information from Yan Yong and others, so they naturally knew what was going on.

Although the three of them felt that the Yin Yang Demons were an eyesore, they did not take action and continued to wait quietly.

At this moment, inside the Samsara Cave, it was already a different scene.

With the blessing of ten times the speed of time, coupled with sufficient high-grade Yuan Crystals and elixirs, Nie Huan's cultivation speed was incredibly fast. It took almost no effort to reach the ninth level of Zhen Gang.

Nie Huan did not pause, but grabbed two yuan crystals and continued to attack Dongxuan.

The realm of Zhen Gang is just about gathering strength into Gang, while the realm of Dongxuan is about condensing Gang into gods and integrating into the sky. For many Zhen Gang monks, this is a huge difficulty, and it is very difficult to overcome the past.

Nie Huan was not worried at all. In the next moment, he was completely calm and focused.

Within the body and in the center of the cave space, many "Samsara Sword Willows" grew again and shook crazily almost at the same time. The powerful spiritual power in Nie Huan's body turned into violent waves and surged wantonly.

Ordinary Zhen Gang monks simply do not dare to activate their spiritual power to such an intense level. This is because the pitifully few spiritual apertures and spiritual veins in their bodies cannot withstand this surge of spiritual power.

Nie Huan had no such worries. The existence of 36,000 spiritual orifices and 3,600 spiritual veins gave him no worries. With just a thought, he could make the spiritual energy in his body run wildly like a hurricane.

Along with the roar of spiritual power, the powerful and majestic Qi rapidly emerged, but then condensed bit by bit.

Unknowingly, Nie Huan's "Reincarnation Sword Willow" sky shape quietly emerged from his body, and then, the huge tree shadow gradually merged with the sword willow in the cave sky space. At this moment, the extremely condensed Gang Qi actually

It seemed to have turned into a viscous liquid, and was absorbed bit by bit by the "Reincarnation Sword Willow".

Nie Huan was distracted, and terrifying aura fluctuations filled the cave space.

Quietly, the body of the "Samsara Sword Willow" seemed to be filled with sparkling waves. If you look closely, it seems that there are countless tiny vortices circulating. At this time, there seems to be a layer of light in the dark.

The invisible barrier shattered inside Nie Huan's body, and the aura that was already fluctuating violently began to increase sharply.

Dongxuan is complete!

"Young master, this speed of cultivation is really unparalleled by anyone in the world."

On the Big Dipper disk, Huo Jing poked out a head, looked at Nie Huan's figure, sighed with emotion, and then looked at the little girl beside him, "Young master is now a cave, An'an, when will you

Can I be a psychic?"

"It's quick! It's quick!"

The little girl came back to her senses, waved her fist fiercely, and said confidently.

Seeing this, Huo Jing couldn't help but be curious: "How many spiritual orifices do you have now?"

"Twenty-two thousand three hundred and sixty-five!"

An An said with a smile. She could feel that this number was not the limit that she could reach. Next, she would have to open up more spiritual orifices to try to narrow the gap with her little brother.

"Twenty thousand..."

Huo Jing didn't want to speak for a moment, his head shrank into the Dharma plate and disappeared.

On the side, Lao Wang and his wife looked at each other and smiled. When they looked at the little girl, their eyes also showed endless emotion. When they were in Liuhua Continent, they never imagined that this little girl would reach such a point one day.

While thinking, the two looked at the sword willow tree again.
Chapter completed!