Therefore, Su Yi wanted to use this drop of blood to transform his Yuan Qi.
Su Yi did not know much about this divine bird. He did not even know what kind of divine bird it was.
Su Yi planned to start comprehending it now. If he wanted to transform his Yuan Qi into this divine bird, it would be a great help when he fought with his enemies.
Time passed slowly. He did not know where he was in the void.
Su Yi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, had a mysterious power flowing through his body, which was covered in blood and was slowly recovering.
His body became more and more crystal clear, with divine light sprinkling down.
Especially the wound on Su Yi's shoulder. It had completely healed, and there was not even a scar left.
Everything was still going on. Su Yi's body had a mysterious flame, which spread from the inside out, revealing a blazing aura.
The light became more and more dazzling. Su Yi's body gradually emitted bursts of thunder, and a mysterious power constantly attacked his body.
Su Yi's body was motionless. He sat cross-legged like an old monk in meditation. His body was glowing, and the blazing flame merged into his body. A divine light spread out, emitting waves of fluctuations. It was as if a mysterious power had crossed through time and space, descending from ancient times!
"Hualala …" In Su Yi's mind, the soul aura fluctuated like ripples, with a domineering and majestic aura, as if it could suppress ancient times and look down on heaven and earth!
A drop of blood contained the remnant soul of the divine bird.
EtR！
The divine bird probably did not expect that Su Yi could use this remnant soul to cultivate the Heavenly Origin Demon Soul.
At this moment, Su Yi was completely immersed in a strange state. It was as if he was isolated from the outside world. Only the light on his body was dazzling, and the aura on his body was gradually rising. …
In this strange state, Su Yi's consciousness was not silent. He stood above a blazing sea of fire, and a phoenix -like divine bird flapped its wings for a few days in front of him. Its screech pierced through the clouds and cracked rocks, and the flames surged.
Su Yi was in a daze, as if he had been petrified, and fell into some kind of enlightenment.
"Hualala …"
After an unknown amount of time, the phoenix-like divine bird dissipated in the sea of fire and turned into flames and light that rushed towards Su Yi.
Flames and light engulfed Su Yi and turned him into a rain of light. Then, they condensed into the phantom of a divine bird that looked like a phoenix and pierced through Su Yi's body.
In Su Yi's petrified eyes, there was only the phoenix -like divine bird rising and falling in the sea of fire, flapping its wings and striking the sky …
"Gu …"
This sea of flames gradually emitted wind and thunder. It was vast and mighty, and a mist appeared. It contained great profundities and was boundless.
In the end, the phoenix -like divine bird's shadow surrounded Su Yi and fluttered its wings. The sea of fire surrounded Su Yi and stirred up huge waves. Everything was extremely shocking.
At this moment, it was as if Su Yi could turn into this phoenix -like divine bird at any time. He could flap his wings and strike the sky, setting off stormy waves and burning the sky.
However, Su Yi was still in his human form. It was just that the phantom enveloped him, as if it was going to merge with Su Yi and become a Taoist Body.
At this moment, a terrifying demonic aura spread from Su Yi's body. It was the supreme demonic aura of the demonic clan, and it could suppress billions of people!
None of this was seen by anyone.
If there were any experts who saw this scene, they would definitely be dumbfounded.
In the outside world, Su Yi's body was like the sun, and his aura was terrifying. His body was glowing, and there were many mysteries circulating around him.
… … …
At the Myriad Sword Battlefield.
This Myriad Sword Conference was the most depressing for all the outer disciples, inner disciples, and direct disciples of the Shenjian Gate.
"Inside the sword pattern stone. Where did the sword pattern stone go?"
"There should be sword pattern stones in the lair of the Demon Spirit Realm savage beasts, but why are they all gone? Did someone beat us to it?"
"Master said that there are many medicinal herbs in the Myriad Sword Battlefield, and there are even many spiritual herbs. If we can get them, it will be beneficial to our cultivation. But why is there nothing?"
"I heard that Senior Brother Yun Lingfeng and Senior Brother Ryugun River went to look for the Mystical Spiritual Fruit, but they didn't even see the Mystical Spiritual Tree!"
"Something's not right. There are so many savage beasts gathered together. There's no way to deal with them!"
"… … …"
Strictly speaking, the Myriad Sword Battlefield was a little chaotic. Most of the direct disciples were at a loss and were at a loss.
These direct disciples had entered the Myriad Sword Battlefield, thinking that they would be able to show off their skills. Even if they couldn't step onto the Lingjian Peak for the final battle, they would at least be able to obtain some benefits.
But when they entered the Myriad Sword Battlefield, they realized that there were no benefits at all. They didn't even see the shadow of medicinal herbs.
All the inner and outer disciples were basically crippled. It was a tragic sight.
At the peak of the mountain, the afterglow of the setting sun shone.
A graceful figure stood under a towering tree. Her black hair was draped over her shoulders, and her orange robe fluttered in the wind. She had an otherworldly and otherworldly temperament, as if she was a fairy.
She was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. Her lips were red and tender, and her eyes were as clear as water. They reflected the sunset and sparkled. Her body was slender and graceful under her orange robe.
"Roar!"
An eight-winged demonic python was coiled up like a dragon. Its entire body was covered in black light, and it roared like a beast. Its ferocious eyes emitted a faint light. But when it faced the girl, its eyes were filled with fear.
"You're saying that a few humans took away the Mystical Spiritual Tree and severely injured you?"
The girl frowned as she stared coldly at the eight-winged demonic python. Her black hair was tied behind her head, and a few strands of long hair fell to the side of her forehead, adding a hint of wildness to her temperament.
"Roar …"
The eight-winged demonic python roared as if it was nodding and saying something. Its expression was somewhat aggrieved, and the injury on its back was clearly visible.
The eight-winged demonic python did not expect that it would be ravaged by such a young girl while it was hiding to heal its injuries.
"A few humans, and the leader carried a sword …"
Suddenly, the girl's eyes lit up, and a breath swept out from her body. She murmured, "I'd like to see where you can run to this time!"
…
Shenjian Gate.
As the day of the opening of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords was approaching, the entire Shenjian Gate was filled with a sense of anticipation.
Some elders were still waiting on their own peaks, but the protectors were very busy recently. They had to arrange for the disciples to take care of the matters of the Myriad Sword Conference.
On the Lingjian Peak, many disciples were busy.
"Check carefully. Don't miss anything!"
A protector ordered the disciples to make arrangements.
The real contest of the Myriad Sword Conference was actually at the Lingjian Peak.
Only the sixty-eight disciples who had obtained the Sword Pattern Stone could go to the Lingjian Peak for the final showdown!
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