Chapter 1250

Time is running away.

Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang, Yan Zhuxin and Xia Jiuyou are all like old monks. They always sit cross legged on the ground and silently refine the emperor's liquid.

Time is in a hurry. More than half a year has passed.

For more than half a year, Qin Yi also refined more than 1000 drops of imperial liquid completely.

His accomplishments also broke through the middle of the original three realms of emperor Dao and reached the peak of the three realms of emperor Dao.

With the continuous breakthrough of cultivation, the signs of demonization on Qin Yi naturally became more and more obvious. He even vaguely felt that there was a breath of life on his left hand.

"What do you mean, demon body? Is this to give life again?"

Qin Yi frowned, turned the mysterious Qi into his left hand and looked inside. The whole five feet of the devil's body was still quietly suspended there. He was hunting in black robes and covered with ink like magic hair. It was awe free and automatic. He couldn't help but want to worship it.

It is absolutely true that a faint breath of life came out leisurely from the ancient demon body.

"It seems that there is really a breath of life."

He blinked in disbelief. Qin Yi was a little shocked, and then directly urged the mysterious Qi to wrap the devil's body and listen attentively.

Suddenly.

"Peng!"“ Peng! "“ Peng Bao

An extremely weak heartbeat clearly came into the ear.

Paralysis!

I really have life!

Qin Yi was so surprised that he almost jumped up, opened his mouth in amazement, broke his chin, and a huge wave surged in his heart.

It's incredible that the demons who existed in the ancient times really regained their life with the breakthrough of their cultivation. Although his heartbeat is still very weak, it still shows that he has been resurrected!

An existence that fell in that very distant ancient years really returned to this Hongmeng era. In fact, Qin Yi had a hunch that the ancient demons would eventually resurrect as early as before.

At this moment, the hunch comes true!

Raising corpses by Xuan is a common means for some ancient strong people who have all-round cultivation to change their lives against the sky and reincarnate. After the fall of these powerful people, most of their spiritual consciousness will dissipate between heaven and earth, but there will be an extremely weak silk left in the corpse.

As long as the corpse is not completely broken, this extremely weak spiritual consciousness cannot be erased and will always be attached to the corpse.

But this spiritual sense is too weak to capture under normal circumstances.

If this spiritual consciousness can get the mysterious Qi of the cultivator and nourish it continuously, it will grow slowly and finally achieve rebirth.

From the beginning, it seemed to be a deal. The devil gave Qin Yi his left hand, let him become a genius from a waste wood of cultivation, and saved him from danger several times.

At the same time, he also guided him to practice the seven forms of heavenly demons and obtain elemental seeds.

Then, the condition of the heavenly devil is to nourish and attach to the devil's body with the mysterious Qi of Qin Yi. The extremely weak spiritual consciousness allows it to grow gradually and finally return to this Hongmeng.

"This is a fair deal."

After touching his nose, Qin Yi smiled faintly. I don't know why. He always had a wonderful feeling about the body of the devil, and this wonderful feeling is that there seems to be some similarities between himself and the devil.

For example, his left hand can be perfectly compatible with his own left hand, as if the demon's left hand was his own left hand.

"Why is there such an incredible similarity between me and the devil? Who is the devil? "

In Qin Yi's heart, there was a strong curiosity: "wait for me to have a look at the face of the devil and see if he is sacred?"

From beginning to end, the face of the devil could not be seen clearly, as if separated by a fog, but in fact, there was no fog, which was a very wonderful feeling.

Qin Yi slowly moved the mysterious Qi to the face of the devil and tried to observe: "no, the devil is so young and handsome that he has no friends."

Qin Yi was slightly stunned.

Although the appearance of the devil was still hazy and difficult to see, Qin Yi saw a general outline this time.

What he didn't expect was that the ancient demons were so young and seemed quite handsome. They were just as handsome as themselves.

"In this world, there are men who are as handsome as me."

Qin Yi was smelly and smelly in his heart. At the same time, he was somewhat dissatisfied.

I can't imagine that a handsome man so many years ago would be a wild devil who killed millions of miles in blood at that very remote age.

He suddenly urged the mysterious Qi that wrapped the demon's face and tried to see it thoroughly.

However.

"Peng!"

The devil's face suddenly sent out a powerful force, which suddenly broke Qin Yi's mysterious Qi. Qin Yi was shocked several meters away and fell to the ground, disheartened and embarrassed.

"Grass, I can't see it completely."

Qin Yi got up from the ground and made a judgment: "well, there's only one case. He's still not handsome enough for me, so he's ashamed to let me see his halal face."

On such a thought, Qin Yi was in a good mood.

He shook his head, threw away these boring smelly thoughts, turned his palm, took out the "ten hell" again, and was ready to begin to decipher the seal code of the third layer.

The third layer of "ten hell" is sealed with the body of Biyao, the eldest disciple of the blood witch.

He has seen the power of qingyangzi's corpse on the second floor, which is very terrible.

But next, they will enter the fourth floor. What they have to face is gongzulu, who ranks 12th on the list of divine guards. Qin Yi dare not be careless. He must unseal the body of Biyao, the eldest disciple of the blood witch.

The body of Baguio is obviously stronger than that of qingyangzi.

The password for sealing Baguio's body is still 120, but these 120 seal passwords are more than twice as obscure as the seal password on the second layer.

Qin Yi's head is as big as a bucket just browsing once.

"It's too obscure."

Qin Yi took a breath, rubbed his swollen temples, calmed down, stretched out his left hand and put it on the 120 seal codes on the third floor.

Suddenly, the 120 passwords were all copied into his mind.

Qin Yi began to try to carefully arrange the 120 disordered seal codes.

Time is quietly lost in his concentration on deciphering the seal code.