"Your three chances have been used up. If you go in and die, you will lose your strength after you come out. You can think clearly before entering!" Before Xiao Yan entered the memory illusion, Old Zhan reminded Xiao Yan with a smile on the side, as if Old Zhan's hobby was to watch Xiao Yan look ugly.

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, but there was no way. For the sake of the Yuandan, he could only take risks. I am afraid there is no way to practice faster than killing people in the memory of the Lord, and to obtain the Yuandan to condense the stars.

This time, Xiao Yan would not rush in recklessly after entering. Xiao Yan knew that in this memory, the one who wanted to save a woman named Kong Lan, and the strong man who was guarding him was named Qin De. Xiao Yan felt the fighting spirit, and his speed and power were definitely beyond the reach of an ordinary person.

In my memory, the body of the Lord is also extremely capable. It can be seen that even if the Lord did not have the fighting spirit, he had already stood on the head of ordinary people. In the war, he was really a one-man who could pass by thousands of men!

However, compared to Qin De, who has already realized a little bit of fighting spirit, it is probably difficult for the superiors of the mortal body to compete with Qin De.

Perhaps the primitive Dou Qi did not reproduce to the level that Xiao Yan understood now, and the emperor might also have Dou Qi, but Xiao Yan did not sense it.

So this time Xiao Yan entered the memory of the Lord again, and brought these questions in. First, he had to figure out the strength of the Lord during this period, and secondly, he had to deal with Qin De, which required some effort.

"If you can't beat it, you have to fight." Xiao Yan replied to Old Zhan. In the Chaos Demon Tomb, Xiao Yan has been using sword techniques to attack the demons. Only by continuous training can his sword techniques improve faster.

But Xiao Yan knew that every weapon could not be understood casually. At least it was difficult to understand its roots.

Xiao Yan's time to practice swords is not short. He has been practicing for several years during the journey to Luan Moling. On the way back, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged and realized it. This time he went to Uncle Zhong to find some secrets of swordsmanship, and he was familiar with more than a dozen books.

But these are simply theory, and it is two different things to apply to practice. However, after reading these secrets, Xiao Yan took a step further in the sword technique.

At least when I lifted the knife, I no longer felt unfamiliar, but instead I was full of a sharp aura.

"Enter the memory..." Xiao Yan murmured, his eyes slowly closed, and when he opened his eyes again, he came to the memory of the Lord.

Xiao Yan first searched for some objects around him and confirmed that there were no missing objects from the Lord. Xiao Yan turned over and jumped out, but did not enter the city at the first time, but entered the forest beside him.

Xiao Yan's figure shuttled through it, and after a while, fireworks rose. In the depths of the forest, Xiao Yan controlled the intensity of the flame so that the fire smoke would not attract attention.

On the fire, Xiao Yan placed the long sword on the top of the sword. At this time, there was a purple liquid on the blade and the temperature boiled. The originally clean sword body had mottled patterns.

At this time, Xiao Yan was sitting cross-legged, holding a dagger in his hand, carefully smearing something.

"Since you can't beat it, you have to fully utilize your knowledge potential." Xiao Yan's mouth raised, and the long sword and dagger were all poisons he configured at the fastest speed. Even if this poison is not fatal, it will at least play a certain restrictive role.

After doing it, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged, immersed himself in his mind, and felt the blood flowing in his body. At this time, he could not see inwardly, that is, it was really the body of the mortal body.

"Impossible... Qin De's sword contains Dou Qi, I will not feel it wrong. The Lord is also the best among people. When it reaches this level, there should be Dou Qi in his body more or less!" Xiao Yan continued to ponder until he was completely immersed. The Lord's body did have Dou Qi, but it was very thin.

There was not even a period of Dou Qi. Xiao Yan's brows tightened and felt the energy flowing around him. Although it was a bit difficult, Xiao Yan still wanted to try it.

He wants to cultivate the fighting spirit. Only in this way can he be sure to defeat Qin De. Xiao Yan didn't know that there was a lot of time given to him, but it shouldn't be much, so Xiao Yan was going to spend half a day to condense the fighting spirit!

The energy around him surged, and the sound of the wind roared. I don’t know if it was the sound of the wind or the strange phenomenon that Xiao Yan absorbed the Dou Qi. Xiao Yan opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a breath of white breath.

At this moment, Xiao Yan seemed to have returned to the Dou Qi Continent, as if he was back to his ignorant boy, condensing the Dou Qi Cyclone.

Huh ~

Half a day passed by, and Xiao Yan finally slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the wind around stopped, but dark clouds gathered in the sky and thunder flashed.

This kind of strange phenomenon was mostly caused by Xiao Yan's cultivation.

If we follow the normal timeline, it is not the time for Dou Qi to appear, but Xiao Yan is forcibly practicing. And in just half a day, Xiao Yan has condensed two Dou Qi.

Feeling the Dou Qi flowing in my body, I suddenly felt different!

"Slash my left hand with one knife. This time I want to see whoever cuts down!" Xiao Yan's mouth raised. He was completely cheating, but in fact, the meridians of the Zun Shang had already been opened, and Xiao Yan was just following the clues.

If there is no fighting spirit, it would have taken Xiao Yan a lot of effort to defeat Qin De.

After poisoning the knife and having the fighting spirit, Xiao Yan set out with confidence this time.

With experience, Xiao Yan soon arrived at the second floor attic. The windows here were still open, as if they were deliberately opened for Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan jumped directly into the attic and still saw Qin De sitting cross-legged with long swords on his legs, and also saw being tied up by iron chains. His appearance was very similar to Yun Yun. Although he was embarrassed, his appearance was extremely beautiful.

It was still the same conversation as before, so Xiao Yan simply was too lazy to answer this time, so he let Qin De talk to himself.

The two of them suddenly had their auras widened, Qin De put his thumb on the hilt, Xiao Yan's eyes shrank slightly, and this knife was the one before, which cut off his left arm. In response to the fast-paced sword, Zhong Bo told Xiao Yan that as long as he practiced to great success, no matter how fast the knife was, he could break it!

call out!

This time it was the same. Qin De's knife was so fast that Xiao Yan couldn't see clearly.

But this time, when I saw a lightning-like moment, the fire exploded, and a crisp "clang" sound, both of which retreated backwards, Xiao Yan took this sword!

It was not that Xiao Yan condensed the fighting spirit, but this sword. He asked Uncle Zhong to simulate countless times. Xiao Yan tortured Uncle Zhong for several days, until Xiao Yan touched the knock on the door that blocked the sword!
Chapter completed!