It is probably because of the reason why the colorful light in Yang Yi's body has accumulated a lot. This time, the speed of absorbing the colorful power of the forty-two stone orders was obviously much faster. In just half an hour, all the stone orders were absorbed.

As he slowly stood up and stepped on the soft mud land, Yang Yi's eyes flashed at the tower getting closer and closer.

He was thinking that someone would notice such a big disturbance before, whether it was light or dark.

Not only is the Taoist sword technique he used not existed in the present world and had great power, but more importantly, it is not normal for him to suddenly appear in the trial field like an outsider and cannot be explained.

"I have to think of a solution." He frowned slightly and said to himself.

After pinching his chin and thinking for a moment, Yang Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he saw that the skeletal muscles on his body and face were constantly changing at a scale visible to the naked eye.

In just a moment, his entire image changed drastically, and his temperament became different, less cold and more elegant.

"Yes, this demon world's art of changing shape is indeed of endless use." Yang Yi sighed.

Most of the demon worlds are monsters, but there are monsters in the human world. Therefore, in order to facilitate some demon spirits that cannot transform into shape, the demon world has created the method of changing shapes. This method is the leader among the six realms and can be called the Sacred Book of Changes.

Although the Yisha Serial Technique that Yang Yi once referred to in memory is not a secret method of the demon world, it is just a more advanced version than the ordinary version circulating in the six realms, it is still difficult for others to see through because he is a human being, and only fine-tuning musculoskeletons, it is difficult for others to see through.

The target of his change this time was the elegant man who escaped before.

"Well...well..." Yang Yi adjusted his voice slightly, which was more in line with the tone of the elegant man.

As for why he wanted to disguise himself as a gentleman instead of being other monks who were killed by him, it was actually very simple. He had already mastered the memory of a gentleman and could get away with it even when he met others.

However, there are also flaws here. The elegant man finally escaped and did not die.

"Then find another wave of cultivators and use the secret method of searching souls." Yang Yi's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

In this completely unfamiliar world, with his current cultivation level, he had to be careful step by step.

From Yan Haoran, a gentle man's memory, he knew that the level of this world of cultivation was divided into nine realms: Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, out of the body, distraction, fusion, tribulation, and Mahayana.

Yang Yi carefully analyzed that these nine realms should be the five realms corresponding to the six realms of refining qi, forging souls, transforming spirits, condensing elixirs, and breaking delusions.

Coincidentally, Yang Yi's ninth level of Xuanyang Technique is just facing the nine realms of cultivation.

In other words, Yang Yi is now at the second level of the mysterious skill, which is equivalent to a cultivator in the foundation-building stage.

Therefore, the water in this world is still very deep. He is a cultivator comparable to the Foundation Establishment Stage. Not to mention the high-level cultivator in the Mahayana stage, he can fight against the Golden Elixir master if he meets a master.

"Haoran is righteous, interesting." Yang Yi searched Yan Haoran's memory again and found that the identity of this elegant man was not simple either.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and this continent of cultivation really contains endless secrets.

"Sharp"

Just as Yang Yi was thinking, a loud noise suddenly came from his ears, and a hill more than ten feet high hit him.

Yang Yi flashed under his feet, moving like thunder, jumped into the void in the distance, barely avoided it, the giant mountain hit the ground, shaking the earth and dust flying on the earth.

Coming back to his senses, he stood in the void and looked at the woman who was also standing in the air not far away.

The woman was about 20 years old, with a graceful figure, wearing a purple gauze. On her face, a white veil covered most of her face, leaving only a small part of her smooth forehead and eyes that looked like autumn water.

The woman looked at Yang Yi, and a look of surprise flashed across her face. She seemed to be surprised that Yang Yi could dodge his attack so easily.

"Everyone says that Yan Haoran, who is from the Renzong lineage of Confucianism, is a useless person. He has only been refining Qi for twenty years. Now he knows that the world is wronged me when he sees it." The woman spoke out in a cold voice.

Yang Yi looked at the woman and carefully compared it with Yan Haoran's memory to find the information about this woman.

Suddenly, Yang Yi's eyes lit up. He found a very suitable person and couldn't help but say, "It was the Saint Ling of Bing Xin Yuque in front of him."

The woman opposite didn't comment, but just stared at Yang Yi tightly, to be precise, at Yang Yi's feet.

Yang Yi knew in his heart that she must be Ling Wushuang, the saint of Bingxin Yuque, but he didn't understand that Bingxin Yuque was also a big force in the cultivation world, so why did their saint come here to participate in the trial?

And the Huang Sect actually allowed it.

"You are not my opponent. I will hand over half of the order of desolation, and I will not kill you." Ling Wushuang said in a clear voice.

"How can the saint know that I am not your opponent? Just because the saint is a woman, don't you fight with a woman?" Yang Yi smiled, and the Xuanyang power accumulated in the acupoints in his body was ready to go.

Although it was strange why this woman wanted half of the order, how could he give it? Even if he gave it, he had to be in a good mood and voluntarily.

"I'll show off my verbal harshness, let me tell you why, don't think that you can run rampant in this trial domain by entering the foundation building stage in the air."

Ling Wushuang's eyes condensed, and a bloody energy surged from above her head, forming a blood-red vermilion bird above her head, constantly flying and roaring. On the back of the vermilion bird, the word "Shen" appeared faintly.

“…”

Yang Yi looked at the Zhuque's blood and had a headache. He knew that he had really hit the iron plate this time.

After reading Yan Haoran's memory, he knew that the ninth level of Qi refining can be in a short time, and if you step into the empty space for a long time, you need to enter the foundation building stage. This is also the reason why Ling Wushuang kept looking at him and confirmed his cultivation level.

As for the formation of blood and energy on the top of the head, it can only be condensed after the middle stage of foundation building.

What's even more terrifying is that the other party's blood and energy condense into the shape of a Vermillion Bird, which is the top group of blood and energy compositions.

After the cultivator reaches the middle stage of foundation building, he will use a magic trick to guide his own blood and energy to communicate with the Great Way of Void, forming a dark blood and energy composition.

This blood and qi composition is also the most intuitive embodiment of the potential of cultivators. It is divided into different levels. The lowest level is a blood and qi pillar without any change. The highest level is a composition with the word "shen" on the blood and qi composition.

The Vermilion Bird Blood Qi is also one of the best among the top blood Qi.

Generally speaking, what kind of blood and energy condense into during the foundation-building stage will be like what it will be like in the future, and the potential for cultivation will be dead. However, everything is exceptional. Yan Haoran's memory has a method that can improve the levels of blood and energy.

It's just that this method is extremely difficult.

Therefore, the so-called foundation building of cultivation is the foundation of the blood and energy of this great way.

"How about you, you still have to resist stubbornly?" Ling Wushuang said coldly, as if he didn't care even if he found out that Yang Yi was also in the foundation-building stage.

She has this confidence and strength.

"Let's see the truth under your hands."

Yang Yi sighed, when Yanyang Sword Classic was used, Haotian's sword energy was about to break through the sky.
Chapter completed!