In the night sky, Xiao Yan's body sat motionless, like an old monk in meditation.
As Xiao Yan sat cross-legged like this, the Burning Technique in his body began to operate. Then, from the whirlpool in Xiao Yan's body, there was a special suction force that gradually poured out. Between heaven and earth, a wave of
The mottled energy of heaven and earth gathered towards Xiao Yan as if being pulled by some kind of force.
During this slow cultivation, the aura in Xiao Yan's body was slowly increasing at an almost imperceptible speed.
Because the fighting spirit consumed by fighting those people during the day was quickly restored in this dark night, within an hour, the aura in Xiao Yan's body had returned to its peak again.
Xiao Yan's heart was peaceful and calm.
Breathing became slow and orderly, and gradually, the burning technique running in the body gradually stopped.
All conditions have completely returned to their peak. In this state, even the Seven-Star Dou Emperor cannot easily hurt Xiao Yan.
"Huhu..."
In the dark night, Xiao Yan seemed to feel the wind blowing in front of him. The wind was full of yin energy and quite cold. It blew over Xiao Yan's body, as light as a wisp of gauze, and like a thin
The blade slashed across Xiao Yan's body.
"hiss..."
He was clearly not injured, but Xiao Yan seemed to have been tortured. His heart suddenly tightened, and all the muscles in his body tightened involuntarily, as if to resist the cold wind. However, his tightly closed eyes still did not move.
When he opened his eyes, there was no expression on his face. All the pain was actually just what Xiao Yan felt in his heart.
At this moment, Xiao Yan seemed to have entered a special artistic conception...
"Huhuhu..."
In the dark night, the storm seemed to become more violent. The whistling wind sounded in Xiao Yan's ears, but it was as sharp as the scream of a ghost. The invisible wind blade ruthlessly passed through Xiao Yan's body.
He gritted his teeth tightly in his heart, enduring pain that he shouldn't have felt.
How is this going?
A mere sinister wind could actually make him feel so painful, why?!
Xiao Yan was puzzled. This was just the most fragile force in the world, how could it hurt him?
Wave after wave of evil wind echoed endlessly in Xiao Yan's heart, hitting his defenseless soul hard. At this moment, Xiao Yan felt that any defense he had made was in vain.
Xiao Yan desperately tried to resist this evil wind, but in the end, all he got in exchange was ruthless whipping, and heartbreaking pain spread all over Xiao Yan's body. Until a certain moment, Xiao Yan could no longer resist and could only follow the wind.
He ran around, trying to reduce the damage caused by the evil wind to him.
Unexpectedly, when Xiao Yan turned around and ran away in the direction of the dark wind, Xiao Yan felt that his speed had increased a lot in an instant, and his steps were like ghosts. When he turned around to look, the dark wind seemed to condense into substance, like a ghost.
It was a black wave, chasing Xiao Yan.
Upon realizing this, Xiao Yan felt very anxious and ran away in a hurry. He was even more terrified. It seemed that he had never encountered such a situation.
Is this the power of this world?
In front of it, the so-called human power and fighting soul are nothing in front of it. After all, even human beings are just a speck of dust between this world!
Xiao Yan ran forward crazily. The faster his feet went, the fiercer the wind behind him became. The latter seemed to always keep a certain distance from Xiao Yan in tacit understanding. Xiao Yan was slow, the latter was slow, and Xiao Yan was fast.
, the latter is also fast.
In this way, rather than saying that the dark wind is chasing Xiao Yan, it is better to say that the dark wind is following Xiao Yan's footsteps.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Xiao Yan's closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes widened, staring at the empty dark night sky in front of him.
"call..."
Immediately afterwards, the dark wind came and blew past Xiao Yan's body. This time, Xiao Yan did not feel any pain. On the contrary, he seemed to be vaguely aware of something.
The moment the dark wind blew over Xiao Yan's body, there seemed to be an inexplicable force blowing over Xiao Yan's body in the wind. That force existed for so short a time that Xiao Yan was unable to capture it.
.
"That is......"
Xiao Yan's heart stagnated slightly. Although the power seemed ethereal, he believed that it was not impossible to capture it. He just needed to seize the right opportunity. Moreover, the feeling that that power brought to Xiao Yan was similar to that of Xiao Yan.
The power that Yan felt invisibly before was very similar. I wonder if Xiao Yan could capture this aura and be able to release it as fiercely as before.
If the power of heaven and earth can be controlled, this will undoubtedly greatly increase Xiao Yan's overall combat power!
Immediately afterwards, another gloomy wind came...
"call..."
Xiao Yan held his breath and concentrated, feeling the energy contained in this dark wind with his state of mind.
That energy only lasts for a short moment. If you want to capture it, Xiao Yan must be fast, accurate, and ruthless!
Three points are fired together. As long as you can capture one of them in your hand, it is easy to use it to enhance your strength.
"Whirring whirring......"
Xiao Yan seemed to underestimate the difficulty involved. Although he could feel the strange power contained in the dark wind every time, the time for that power to appear was extremely short. Even with Xiao Yan's
Xinxing, every time I take action, the time is still much different.
Ten times, twenty times, thirty times...
In less than a quarter of an hour, Xiao Yan had already shot a hundred times in succession, but every time he came back empty-handed, that trace of power seemed to be alive. No matter how Xiao Yan grasped the time in his heart, but every time
When Xiao Yan is about to successfully capture it, it will always escape from Xiao Yan's fingertips in an extremely clever way...
"Damn it! What the hell is going on? Why, I have clearly calculated the timing of every attack, and I can obviously catch it, but why every time... hiss... wait, I...
..Calculate the time..."
Just when Xiao Yan felt disappointed for these hundreds of failures, Xiao Yan suddenly seemed to remember something.
I remember just now, in that weird artistic conception, I and the sinister wind behind me were advancing and retreating together.
Xiao Yan advances, Yin Feng advances, Xiao Yan retreats, then Yin Feng also...retreats!
In other words, the key to being able to seize that ray of energy is not whether Xiao Yan takes action or not, but the thoughts in his heart. As long as Xiao Yan has no distracting thoughts, then that ray of energy will naturally stay in front of Xiao Yan!
With this thought in his mind, Xiao Yan boldly tried it.
"call..."
The dark wind came. This time, Xiao Yan completely relaxed and threw all the thoughts in his mind away. There was peace in his heart, just like a deep pool, calm and deep, without any ripples.
The cold wind blows...
Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to grab it, without deliberately feeling the existence of the energy. There was a blank space in his palm, as if the energy had really been captured by Xiao Yan.
Immediately afterwards, at the moment when Xiao Yan's five fingers were closed, Xiao Yan thought, and the clenched palm suddenly shook violently. Then, Xiao Yan clearly felt that there was an invisible force, suddenly surged.