The young master who was promoted to the Golden Dan realm had a strong sense of life and death, and his dark and white pupils in his creepy eyes twisted like a living thing. Shi Tiansheng suppressed his physical instinct that was about to break through to the Nascent Soul realm and exhaled a breath.

"Congratulations to the young master for entering the Golden Pill Realm for the first time."

The demons whose heart was in their throats by the Qinglong Pond were boiling. The little fox in the distance finally put down his claws that had been covering his eyes, smiled, and clapped his palms happily.

Yuehong, who was floating around her, was more agile than before. Chang Xi said with great fighting spirit: "Uncle Devouring Heaven, do we still have to continue?"

Tian Tian smiled helplessly. He knew how powerful the young master's body was cast from the master's divine dragon's essence and blood. When the demon clan's realm is still low, it is difficult to use his natural powers. During duels, they are often suppressed by force. It is still difficult to suppress half a step of the golden elixir with force, not to mention the complete golden elixir realm? The dragon blood dragon bones combined with the perfect little Vajra body is enough to compete with him head-on.

He has always held the talented magical power of the Sky-Devouring Tiger lineage in his hand, but he has no chance to use it at all. The Tiger King Shi Tian Xiao can shock the demons, and the effect is even better than three points when facing opponents whose cultivation is lower than his. But his opponent is the young master who is inherited from the master. Dragon Roar and Phoenix Ri is the supreme magical power among the demon clan. Using the tiger Roar in front of the young master is like showing off his axe.

The aura of the Devouring Heaven increased step by step, shook his head and smiled, "Since the young master has been promoted to the Golden Pill Realm, his subordinates' mission has been successfully completed, and you can report to the master with peace of mind."

Chang Xi was about to thank the king of beasts who had worked hard to temper him for half a month. The two-color spiritual power on the black and white lotus platform in his body suddenly became uncontrollable. The black and white spiritual power beams rushed out of their body and rushed to the Yuehong sword surrounded by them. With just a blink of an eye, almost absorbed all the two-color spiritual power on the lotus platform.

The sudden change only made Chang Xi tighten his palms slightly and then loosen it. He chose to believe Yuehong unconditionally.

A moon rainbow's call suddenly came from deep in his mind, getting closer and closer.

Chang Xi was also extremely depressed. Why did Yuehong think of him as the main person but never gather the spirit of the artifact like Tianhuang or Yaomian? Master Zhang Gan of the Artifact Peak once said that with Yuehong's forging skills and sleeping strength, he was at least among the top ten of the artifact list, and it may even reach the sequence of immortal artifacts. There is no reason why there is no spirit of the artifact.

Then, through Tianhuang and Xiaoyaozhi's mouth, it was confirmed that there was indeed a sword spirit in the Yuehong sword, but it seemed that due to various restrictions, it could not be condensed and formed, nor could it be directly communicated with him. At this moment, Yuehong's voice came from deep in his mind for the first time. A sharp and crystal long sword phantom gradually took shape under the influence of black and white spiritual power.

He was not stingy with Yue Hong Chang Xi, who had been with her for many years. He roared and activated the black and white lotus platform in his dantian with all his might. The slowly rotating lotus platform was spinning faster and faster. Strands of black and white spiritual power containing the artistic conception of life and death were instilled into Yue Hong's sword without reservation.

Chang Xi, who felt her body hollowed out, was trembling and half kneeling in the snow. Finally, the Yuehong Sword had eaten and drunk enough to flow and settled. The wind and snow in the sky were spinning around the long sword, and a long-depressed cry burst out from the sword.

"I can finally speak!"

A boy with a pink and jade carving was quite heroic, jumped out of the Yuehong sword. The first time he appeared, he rushed to Chang Xi and rushed towards his forehead, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he could not help but feel a little bit more.

Yuehong's sword spirit was so handsome and charming that his little face was full of grief and anger. He slapped his master with his hands randomly and cried, "How did it take so long to practice the Golden Dan realm? Do you know I'm going to be suffocated to death in the sword? This is a day!"

The Yuehong Sword Spirit, which must be formed by the alternation of life and death, looks one or two years older than Tianhuang, but he is a stubborn and stubborn person who loves to cry and make trouble. His legs were buried by a snow pile several feet deep, leaving only a small head exposed on the snow pile and crying.

Tianhuang and Xiaoyao quickly appeared to comfort Brother Yuehong, who had always pretended to be cold. Even Ah Ying waved his golden feathers to lift Yuehong out of the snow pile, for fear that Yuehong would be cold, so he let Yuehong sit on his golden wings and cry. He spread his wings and didn't move.

Looking at Yuehong, who was like the moon being held by the three niche stars, Chang Xi was amused and crying. He felt that he had cultivated to the Golden Pill Realm for some reason. He stretched out his hand and touched Yuehong's head, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."

The handsome boy, who was comforted by the master, raised his head and wrinkled his delicate and small nose and said, "It's true, it's enough to know that I have worked hard. Fortunately, you can understand the concept of life and death in one fell swoop, otherwise I wouldn't know that I will show up until I'm behind me."

Yuehong greedily took a gulp of the sweet smell of plum blossoms in the cold winter, and slowly stood up and pointed at the demons who were stretching their necks by the Qinglong Pond and said angrily: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen the sword spirit?"

Among the ten monsters of the monsters, the prestigious Yunbao and the Twist Lulu looked at each other, and smiled helplessly and raised their hand to stop the restlessness of the monsters behind them. The three-foot crystal sword was so big that it was even comparable to the master, so it was not an existence they could anger.

The two of them had complaints about the master's hastily decided on the young master before. There are many young and promising genius demon cultivators among the ten demon beasts. Why should they choose the half-demon body that still has half the bloodline of the human race? There is a saying among the human race that "if not my race, their hearts will be different" is the most suitable thing to use at the moment, not to mention that this human sword cultivator is only a half-step golden elixir. With this kind of minimal cultivation, how can the demons bow their heads to recognize the master?

However, for a period of half a month, they could see the perseverance and persistence of this human sword cultivator. With the small cultivation level of the half-step golden elixir, they could defend the tiger roar fist of the Sky-Devouring General for such a long time. If any young and promising genius demon cultivator in the ten clans would not have half a stick of incense to be killed by the pair of red iron fists of the Sky-Devouring General.

The half-step golden elixir can barely defend its own life under the tiger's roaring fist.

When you first enter the Golden Pill Realm, you can compete with the Sky-Devouring Tiger General who suppresses his cultivation level and is perfect in the Golden Pill Realm without losing the disadvantage.

Carrying the dragon bones and essence and blood on the Lord.

It is different from ordinary Buddhist monks and activates a small Vajra body that has a strange phenomenon.

The daunting sword intent of life and death is a grand view, and one sword is divided into black and white.

I want to talk to the Lord that is very mysterious and crystal sword.

A bunch of unrealistic fog enveloped the young master who was not favored by them at the beginning, making people unanticipated how far the young master, who is now only in the Golden Pill Realm but is surprising, will be able to go in the future.

The Cloud-Treading Leopard and the Swallowing Skylark raised their heads. On the other side of the Qinglong Pond, there were seven great demon auras that were also closely following the young master. They led the monsters watching behind them to retreat a hundred miles away from the Qinglong Pond, leaving the young master with sufficient private space.

The demon clan has its own pride, and it took them half a month to finally recognize this young master who is very different from their background but has the same persistence.

The corners of their mouths turned and left were bent lightly, and blessings sounded like the sky-devouring ones.
Chapter completed!