Looking at Ding Yi's chest at this moment, there is a ferocious beast! This strange beast has flying hair, a chamfered head, eyes like copper bells, sharp teeth in its mouth, and four hooves stepping on black clouds. At first glance, it looks lifelike, as if it is about to rush out at the next moment. Ding Yi, who was naturally handsome, actually felt like a sinister and domineering person after getting this tattoo. His whole person exuded a vague demonic nature, which was quite a contrast. Ding Yi touched the tattoo on his chest, and when he looked into it with his spiritual consciousness, he immediately discovered that there was a hazy gray area in the tattoo. He unconsciously raised his eyebrows, thinking that this was probably the rumored storage space. Then Ding Yi took a scroll directly from the side, wrapped it with his spiritual consciousness and pulled it towards that space, but the next moment he found that the scroll was motionless in his hand. At this moment, Ding Yi was a little stunned. Damn it, isn't it? Isn't that how it was done? Ding Yi's face darkened, and then he thought of something, so he placed the scroll on the pattern on his chest and wrapped it with his spiritual consciousness again. This time, a magical scene appeared!
I saw that the scroll penetrated Ding Yi's chest without any hindrance and sank directly into it! Ding Yi was stunned when he saw this. He quickly reached out and touched his chest, and then touched his back. Although he had seen this method of storing things in novels many times, it wasn't until he used it himself that he realized that it was really unbelievable. Later, Ding Yi used his spiritual consciousness to invade the tattoo again, and immediately found something floating quietly in the gray space. It was the scroll that was put in just now! The scroll at this moment seems to have shrunk in proportion, and it is wrapped in a blue-yellow gas, and there is no change. Ding Yi looked at it strangely, and wrapped it with his spiritual consciousness. Then he pulled it, and the scroll slowly stretched out from the tattoo on his chest. Such a strange scene did not make Ding Yi feel any horror. Instead, he excitedly grabbed one end of the scroll with his hand and slowly pulled it out of his body. "Is this what space storage feels like? It's really..." Ding Yi looked at the scroll that reappeared in his hand, with a satisfied smile on his face. With such a sacred object, there will be no need to hide anything in the future. In the past, before running around, I had to go to great lengths to hide those secrets, but now I no longer have to go to such trouble. I, Ding Yi, am finally getting better! ... A few more days have passed, and it is now half a month since Jin Wuhuan entered the lower realm. Upper Realm, Immortal Alliance. On the Observation Stage, Xiao Yuanhua was exploring all the movements in the lower world, and at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the Observation Stage. Xiao Yuanhua seemed to have noticed something. When he looked back, he saw that the real person of Xianmeng had arrived. He immediately bowed to pay homage and said: "See the real person." The person who came was none other than Liao Huaji, a real person from Xiaoyuan Palace.
Liao Huaji had narrow eyes and a smile on his face. He looked at Xiao Yuanhua's empty right arm and asked with a smile: "Xiao Lishi, is there anything unusual?" Xiao Yuanhua said quickly: "I'm telling you, Master, no abnormalities have been found in the lower realms yet." Liao Huaji sighed slightly when he heard this, and then suddenly asked: "How is that warrior from the lower realm doing?" Xiao Yuanhua quickly said: "The fluctuations in Jin Wuhuan's soul line after entering the lower realm are within the normal range." Liao Huaji nodded after hearing this and then said: "This is a big deal. If there are any abnormalities, please report them quickly." Xiao Yuanhua bowed and responded, and Liao Huaji swayed and disappeared into a stream of light. After Liao Huaji left, the patrolman next to him dared to raise his head, looked at Xiao Yuanhua and said with some complaints: "Look at you, I told you not to show off last time, but now it's fine. This real person only comes here every three or two days!" Xiao Yuanhua pursed his lips when he heard this, but did not refute anything. He just glanced at his empty right arm and long sleeves, and then slowly stood up straight. "I, Xiao Yuanhua, just do what I should do, I don't know what's wrong!" After that, Xiao Yuanhua continued to return to the observation point and continued to look down. As for the other warriors, they snorted coldly when they saw Xiao Yuanhua, and then lazily returned to their positions, reluctantly continuing to observe downwards. At this time, Daliang, Biyou Palace. Ding Yi stood in the square of Biyou Palace, fiddling with the mother stone in his hand, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Just yesterday, the statue he had put so much effort into finally started receiving its first wave of lifespan feedback! A steady stream of invisible evil spirits converged on the mother stone in his hand from all directions. These evil spirits came from Qingzhou, where the statue of the god was first established. At this time, these worshipers in Qingzhou will transmit evil spirits to a special induction device every day, and then the evil spirits will automatically collect on the statues, and then the signals will be amplified by the statues and transmitted to the mother stone in Ding Yi's hand. . At this moment, Ding Yi was holding the stone in his hand and slightly running the Soul-Destroying Technique. The next moment, lines of prompts appeared in front of his eyes one after another. [You have refined a trace of yin and yang evil spirits, and your life span is +10 days! 】 [You have refined a trace of yin and yang evil spirits, and your life span is +7 days! 】 ... Seeing the rapid improvement in front of him, Ding Yi immediately felt that his efforts these days were worth it. Nothing can make people feel more at ease than a perpetual motion machine of evil spirit. If it is not enough, then ten will do!
When he thought that the worship of gods in the whole Daliang would contribute evil spirit to him in the future, Ding Yi felt indescribably comfortable. And these eleven statues are the biggest reliance of Ding Yi's courage to ascend to the upper world! ! For the unknown upper world, he must not act casually at the beginning, but he cannot obtain life without action. In order to break this vicious circle, Ding Yi took a different approach and came up with this method. "The worship of gods in this world is just my granary. I have a chance to touch the evil gods in the sky." Ding Yi's face was sneering at this moment, and his head was slightly raised, as if he penetrated the heavy clouds above, up to the nine heavens. Next, he prepared the objects needed for ascension. Thinking of this, Ding Yi threw the mother stone in his hand into his chest, and then walked towards Ji Huanxue's bedroom. When they arrived at the palace, Ding Yi found Ji Huanxue meditating here. It seemed that she had reached her level and meditated every day, and had no other hobbies. Ji Huanxue seemed to have noticed Ding Yi's arrival. Before Ding Yi came to her, she stood up and waited respectfully. Ding Yi waved to Ji Huanxue, indicating that she didn't need to be so restrained, and then asked: "I came here to discuss with you about what will happen after the ascension." Ji Huanxue was stunned when she heard this, and then she realized that Ding Yi was preparing to ascend. At that moment, she nodded and said: "The human and animal world is indeed a constraint for the Immortal Master. Ascending early can also let the Immortal Master's reputation spread throughout the world early." "I wonder if there is anything I can do to help the Immortal Master?" Ding Yi smiled when he heard this, and then took out Jin Wuhuan's confession from his arms. Now he needs to analyze this confession one by one and sort out the countermeasures before he can ascend with peace of mind. Ding Yi never fights an unprepared battle, especially for such a big event as Ascension. If the success rate is less than 100%, what's the difference between that and committing suicide? ! = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-feed', placement: 'Below Article Feed', target_type: 'mix' }); Warm reminder: The website is about to be revised, which may cause the reading progress to be lost. Please save the "Bookshelf" and "Reading Record" in time (it is recommended to take a screenshot to save). Sorry for the inconvenience caused to you!