In the Holy Son Tower, the roar of the Dragon of Vitality was filled with anger and a touch of sweetness. Finally, it turned into billowing dragon energy and dissipated between heaven and earth.
"It's a pity for this big guy. If you give it another thousand years, it may be able to give birth to intelligence instead of just instinct."
Da Qingshi's tone was rather sad, knowing that if he didn't behave well, Ye Fei wouldn't really fry it and eat it. It was rare for Da Qingshi to work hard.
Just when Ye Fei defeated the dragon of vitality and began to absorb the dragon energy for cultivation, a clear light appeared on the big blue stone, covering Ye Fei.
Under the influence of this clear light, Ye Fei's speed of absorbing the dragon's energy became even faster. At the same time, he soon forgot about things and me, and fell into a wonderful epiphany.
The duration of enlightenment can be long or short. For some people who are lucky, it can last for a few days or even months. For some people who are unlucky, it can take several hours or even a shorter time.
At this time, the importance of the Enlightenment Stone is shown. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as there is an Enlightenment Stone, it is possible to achieve enlightenment not to mention a few months, but a few years, or hundreds of years.
In ancient times, the appearance of an Enlightenment Stone could even trigger a world-shattering battle at the level of a god of war. This is what made the Big Blue Stone the most unhappy. In ancient times, it was the uncle, but in front of Ye Fei, it actually mistook it.
A dog-legged illusion.
Helpless, considering that Xiaocao and Dragon Turtle had better appetites than the other, no matter how unhappy Da Qingshi was, he could only work hard to make Ye Fei's enlightenment last as long as possible.
With the help of the Enlightenment Stone, Ye Fei doesn't have to worry about suddenly waking up and interrupting his understanding. This also gives him enough time to immerse himself in searching for the drop of demon blood left in his body by the Blood Demon.
The source of the blood demon's power is also the place where the blood demon stores the complete ancient heavenly power.
Ye Fei's consciousness began to flow slowly through the body along with the blood, entering every minute part of the blood. Then, he felt a floating black lotus in the blood somewhere in his body.
"Black Lotus, it's Black Lotus again!"
Ye Fei now has a headache when he sees the black lotus. If he hadn't been sure, the blood demon's consciousness would have been blown into smoke by the calamity. He almost thought that the blood demon was resurrected in his body.
But this time it was different. Black Lotus had no demonic nature. When he felt Ye Fei's breath, Black Lotus also exuded a kind atmosphere.
Ye Fei's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that when the blood demon took over his body, he changed his bloodline and gave him a special demon bloodline.
"Could it be that this black lotus is the specific manifestation of the special bloodline in my body?" Ye Fei was secretly surprised. Every special bloodline has its own special phenomena.
Some bloodlines can form powerful forces, such as Zhao Yu's power of ice and fire, and some bloodlines can form various magical secret techniques, such as the burning bloodline, which can burn the opponent's blood.
There are also bloodlines that can be manifested into specific weapons, such as the Legalist Life Wheel, which can turn bloodlines into powerful weapons.
There are also bloodlines with various special abilities,
For example, King Gua's special bloodline, although not strong, gives him the special ability to predict good and bad luck. And the black lotus in front of him is very likely to be a special phenomenon of the demonic god's bloodline.
"I wonder what this black lotus does?" Ye Fei observed carefully. Finally, he decided to let his consciousness control the black lotus. At this time, the black lotus immediately turned into a strange whirlpool.
Quickly sucking Ye Fei's consciousness in.
Suddenly.
Ye Fei seemed to have entered an extremely grand palace. The palace was decorated with carved dragons and painted phoenixes, and there were countless demon gods standing around. Each of these demon gods exuded the majesty of the Emperor Wu. At this time, they were heading deep into the palace.
kneeling before a throne.
On the throne, sat a black figure whose face could not be seen clearly. On both sides of the black figure were two fierce-looking Emperor Wu.
One has a golden body and silver wings, and the other has three heads and six arms.
"It's actually the Blood Demon! Is he a subordinate of this being? Is this person the Great Demon Lord mentioned by the Blood Demon, a true God of War?" Ye Fei's consciousness stirred up a wave, and this wave actually
He was quickly noticed by that existence.
On the dark throne, the Great Demon Lord glanced at Ye Fei as if confused. It was this look that actually made Ye Fei feel a sting in his soul, as if it was being torn apart.
Then, the scene changed, and the place he was in was no longer a palace, but a huge mural. On the mural, eight flying dragons were depicted, constantly swimming, as if they were about to fly out of the mural.
But in the middle of the mural, there is a firm Bagua pattern that binds the heavenly dragons, like a chain, trapping these eight heavenly dragons.
"The Eight Extremes Locking Dragon! This is the Eight Extremes of the Heavenly Dragon, the specific source of this ancient heavenly skill! If you want to learn this ancient heavenly skill, learning the eight parts of the golden body of the heavenly dragon is the second step. The key is to understand this mural, this painting,
It is the specific practice method of the ancient heavenly skills!"
Ye Fei looked at the painting in shock. This was originally a memory that the Blood Demon had left in the Black Lotus, but he didn't know what magical power the Blood Demon used. This memory turned out to be extremely real. It was as if Ye Fei was standing at this moment.
In front of the mural, I contemplated the heavenly dragon on it and the strange eight-pole pattern that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
At the same time, every time Ye Fei comprehends a heavenly dragon and looks at the different postures of the heavenly dragon, a terrifying roar will come from his body.
When all eight heavenly dragons had completed their enlightenment, eight terrifying heavenly dragons had automatically appeared behind him, roaring with their heads raised and roaring in the void of the Holy Son Tower.
On the mural, eight swimming dragons raised their heads at the same time and emitted dragon chants, and their sounds were very ancient. The mysterious dragon sounds formed eight kinds of mysterious messages. Ye Fei could not understand what this dragon chant represented, but
He could feel that under the dragon's roar, his soul was weakening rapidly.
If there were not one hundred and twenty-five gods in his soul, sitting cross-legged at the same time, condensing his soul, it is estimated that the roar of the dragon would have caused Ye Fei's soul to collapse in an instant, and his soul was gone.
"Comprehension of the ancient heavenly skills is so dangerous!" Ye Fei felt a creepy feeling in his consciousness. Only then did he realize why the Blood Demon had to master it for tens of thousands of years before he started practicing.
Then, there was a blur in front of his eyes. After all, he was not a Martial Emperor, let alone a Martial God. Even if he had an epiphany, the information he could comprehend was pitiful.
"Am I just going to miss out on the ancient heavenly power?" Ye Fei felt very unwilling. He opened his eyes as wide as possible, but unfortunately, his vision was still blurry.
Even the roar of the heavenly dragon seemed to drive him away from his enlightenment and this memory. At this moment, Da Qingshi suddenly screamed.
"This boy, do you want to die? He is a Martial Saint, and he actually went to comprehend the ancient heavenly arts that only the Martial Emperor and the Martial God can have access to. This kid who is desperate for his life, his soul can really withstand the breath of the ancient heavenly arts!"