Fighting the Supreme Realm

The silent night slipped by quietly. When the sky just dawned the next day, Xiao Yan, who was sleeping, opened his eyes on time.

Xiao Yan sat up cross-legged on the bed, formed a cultivation seal with his hands, and slowly closed his eyes again as if he were in Dou Qi Continent. Early morning is the best time to practice Dou Qi. Practicing Dou Qi is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Only through unremitting efforts can you succeed in emerging from the cocoon and turning into a butterfly.

As Xiao Yan's breathing gradually became calmer, the calm space around him began to ripple like water, and wisps of Emperor's Origin Qi seeped out from the space.

While the pores all over his body were greedily devouring it, most of the fighting energy followed Xiao Yan's breathing and penetrated into his body. After being refined through the specific veins of several techniques, Xiao Yan slowly stored it into his body. A network of meridians running at a neither fast nor slow speed.

The practice of Dou Qi lasted for nearly an hour. After the sunlight outside the window illuminated the room brightly, Xiao Yan slowly stopped the practice. The seal in his hand dispersed, and a mouthful of turbid Qi was exhaled by a long breath. out.

The eyelids gradually opened, and a pale yellow light passed through the dark eyes, and after a moment, it was hidden in the deepest part of the eyes.

"I haven't had this feeling of slowly increasing power for a long time. It feels so comfortable." He stretched out and listened to the crackling sound coming from his body, a satisfied smile appeared on Xiao Yan's face.

"Today, we are about to enter the Demonic Mountains and the Demonic Domain Cemetery. I am really looking forward to it."

After Xiao Yan prepared everything, he left the inn, slowly walked out of this bustling town, and entered the Tianmo Mountains alone.

In the silent forest, Xiao Yan held the Ancient Ruler of Yihuo Heng in his hand and moved forward cautiously.

"Old Zhan, what should we do now?" Xiao Yan shouted in his heart after walking in. He could directly communicate with the soul of Mr. Zhan in the tower.

After a while, an old voice sounded in Xiao Yan's ears: "Go east and find a place to settle down first. Your strength is a bit low now." Old Zhan said leisurely.

Xiao Yan nodded and immediately headed east. It was not the time to fight yet, let's find a place to stay first.

Xiao Yan's figure was moving quickly around the ancient and mysterious dangerous Tianmo Mountains. After walking for dozens of miles, a moist air slowly penetrated into Xiao Yan's body, and he felt a sudden The air became a little moist, and Xiao Yan's extremely fast progress began to slowly stop.

"arrive!"

Xiao Yan touched his nose carelessly and walked through the forest in front of him. A huge waterfall appeared in front of him, making a deafening roar.

After jumping over a ravine, Xiao Yan slowly walked towards the waterfall. His eyes carefully scanned the surroundings, and the power of his soul also carefully explored the surroundings. After not feeling any monsters coming, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When he came to the steep mountain wall, Xiao Yan carefully selected for a long time before he selected a cave four or five meters away from the ground. With a light step, he got directly into it.

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