Ye Fanchen's slightly stooped body suddenly straightened, and a wisp of clarity flashed across his black and white eyes. However, this clarity did not last for long.
A slender figure covered in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of Ye Fanchen, and five fingers with distinct joints swayed in front of Ye Fanchen.
In the blink of an eye, the clarity in Ye Fanchen's eyes disappeared, and was replaced by a deep sense of exhaustion.
After Ye Fanchen entered a deep sleep, the black-robed man put down his right hand again and pressed his palm on Ye Fanchen's Dantian.
Traces of gentle power flowed through the black-robed man's palm and seeped into Ye Fanchen's body. However, the strange thing was that the power in Ye Fanchen's body did not reject this external power.
Even the resentment refined by the Demon God Evil Spirits maintained enough restraint in the face of the black-robed man's power that seeped in.
When the demonic power and spiritual power that originally existed in Ye Fanchen's body collided with this resentment, it would be like a herbalist picking herbs deep in the mountains bumping into a hungry wild beast. It would be ruthlessly torn apart and then swallowed!
"Ugh …"
After pondering for a while, the black-robed man scratched his head in confusion and murmured, "Demonic power, spiritual power, and even demonic aura? What was this extremely ferocious power? Did the Demon God Evil Spirits fuse with the Heavenly Magic Vine? "
After briefly probing the power in Ye Fanchen's body, the black-robed man seemed to have opened the door to a new world!
In the long years he had lived in this world, this was the first time he had seen such a strange thing. However, when he overlapped this strangeness with the figure in his memory, everything seemed to be normal.
After a while, the black-robed man shook his head helplessly and murmured, "No wonder your body is so weak. There are so many tyrannical powers in your body, but there is no way to neutralize them. Once you use too much power, you …"
Before he finished speaking, the black-robed man suddenly turned his head. A white face with three wisps of smoke drawn on his forehead was exposed under the moonlight.
However, there was no pair of eyes under the white face. It was as if there was nothing behind the face!
"What keen perception!" The masked man clapped his hands lightly. "I'm just passing by. I mean you no harm!"
The black-robed man snorted and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He said coldly, "No evil intentions? Just now, when you tried to pull me into the dreamland, you seemed to be very fierce. You didn't have any evil intentions! "
The masked man gently raised his hands and waved them in front of him. He said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, you've misunderstood. I only sensed a dreamforce here, so I acted rashly. If I offended you …"
As he spoke, the masked man's forehead, which was hidden under the mask, was oozing a fine layer of cold sweat, but he was trying hard to disguise it.
The masked man's calm tone made it impossible for others to sense his current state of mind. However, his hands, which were quietly hidden behind his back, began to tremble slightly.
He had never seen this white face before. He didn't even know what kind of existence he was facing.
In that split second, the innate ability that made him famous was instantly broken by the other party. He could even keenly sense that if the other party wanted to, his sea of consciousness would have suffered heavy damage!
A confrontation between souls!
The masked man, who had always been proficient in this field and had even dominated in a certain era, was defeated before he could even see the other party's background!
"Pa da —"
The black-robed man snapped his fingers and said loudly, "Die Sheng, ever since you've controlled dreamforce, you haven't had any dreams, right? Today, this seat is kind and will grant you a big dream. How about it? "
After he snapped his fingers, the masked man didn't even have a chance to resist. He directly fell into the grass beside him.
The sound of even breathing slowly sounded. The sleeping masked man seemed to have no connection with the word 'expert'.
At this moment, the masked man was just like an ordinary mortal.
"The hindrance has been dealt with. Next, it's time to help you neutralize these forces."
The black-robed man muttered to himself. He reached out his hand and pressed on Ye Fanchen's dantian again. He muttered, "Back then, you swore in a fit of anger and dragged down today's martial arts. Since you've reincarnated and returned to this world, you'll have to clean up your own mess!"
The Demonic Qi refined by the Demonic God Foundation Technique, the flesh and blood essence devoured by the Heavenly Demonic Vine, the resentment created by the Demon God Evil Spirits, and the spiritual energy cultivated by Ye Fanchen himself began to fuse together and fuse into a new force!
When these forces were about to completely fuse together, the black-robed man suddenly reached out and touched his chin. He muttered, "In your previous life, your name was Ye Qingyun, right? Martial arts transcending the heavens and benefiting the world? But was that really you? "
At this point, the black-robed man changed the topic and said coldly, "In my impression, you were an existence that dared to draw your sword and split the heavens. Your true face was unparalleled ferocity. In this life, you shouldn't be some Venerable Immortal, right?"
Under the black-robed man's guidance, the power in Ye Fanchen's body gradually formed a tyrannical and ferocious black torrent of spiritual energy!
When the black torrent of spiritual energy automatically circulated two cycles in Ye Fanchen's body and returned to his dantian to stabilize, the black-robed man released his right hand that was imprinted on Ye Fanchen's dantian.
"Hehehe …"
A burst of strange laughter came from under the white face.
Gently patting Ye Fanchen's shoulder, the black-robed man said in a deep voice, "From now on, you are the Lord of All Demons! You are the Demon Emperor! How about it! "
After losing the support of the black-robed man, Ye Fanchen, who was already extremely tired, suddenly raised his head and fell into the bushes behind him.
"It seems that another interesting little fellow has come."
The black-robed man waved his hand at the place where the masked man had fallen and said indifferently, "Oh, I almost forgot about you. This stage should not be the home of an ant like you. You want to deduce the mysteries of heaven? Are you worthy?"
When his voice fell, the black-robed man and the masked man disappeared under the bright moonlight at the same time.
Apart from the occasional breathing sound of Ye Fanchen, who was still lying on the ground, this part of the world fell into a deathly silence again.
Until — a purple color that even the night could not conceal slowly appeared on the other side of the world.
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