People are in the Demon Sect, and they start to fuse the immortal fruit

The accumulation of two thousand years for a Yuanying stage is amazing. Ye An has replenished the nearly one million spiritual stones he spent before. In addition to the elixir, he also sorted out several high-quality top-grade spiritual tools, two magic weapons, and an ancient treasure. There are also some methods for refining poisons, and a mask as thin as a cicada's wing, which is an upgraded version of the shadowless mask. It can change your appearance when worn on the face, and even the Yuanying stage can't be seen. Ye An was very satisfied with this mask and decisively put it on his face. It completely merged with his skin and turned into an ordinary face. What attracted his attention most was something that looked like a whip and a rope. The whip was gray and looked inconspicuous, but it was filled with a faint, heart-pounding aura.

"Dragon power..."

Ye An was very familiar with this aura, having felt it on a dragon.

He pulled it hard, and the whip was stretched by one centimeter...

He took out the Taihe sword and chopped it dozens of times, but there was no trace of the whip, just like a new one.

Ye An immediately became interested. What is this thing? It is so tough.

After studying it carefully for a while, a flash of inspiration came to his mind: "The tendons of a dragon! Yes, it must be the tendons of a dragon!"

It is so soft and so tough. He really can't think of any other possibilities except dragon tendons.

"This old thing is really lucky. He even has this kind of thing."

This is definitely the tendon of a fourth-level dragon! Ye An put it away very solemnly.

Facts have proved that anyone who has cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage has great fortune.

Apart from losing half a bottle of detoxifying elixir, this time can be said to be a great harvest.

Ye An appreciated the fact that Blood Shura did not take Shadow Shura's storage ring, and he had a little good impression of him.

"Let's continue to refine the essence of the Nascent Soul in my body. After refining it, I wonder if I can break through the late Jindan period?" He was full of expectations.

Silently reciting the true scriptures, with a clear mind, holding the Yuan and guarding the oneness, Ye An slowly entered the state of cultivation.

Released the suppression of the Longevity Dao Fruit on the Nascent Soul Essence, the pure and majestic power began to surge in the body, like a big river, flowing through the limbs and bones.

Ye An ran the "Xuanyu Zhenjing" and began to refine this essence with all his strength.

As the Dao Fruit of the Nascent Soul Stage, the Nascent Soul is the product of the fusion of the three elements of essence, spirit and spirit, and is the purest source of energy.

And it is mana itself, unlike the spiritual power in the spirit stone, which needs to be absorbed and refined.

What Ye An had to do now was to digest it, just like eating and drinking water, and turn this pure mana into his own mana.

He could clearly feel the growth of his cultivation, which was much faster than taking drugs, just like riding a rocket, flying high.

"Refining other people's Nascent Soul to increase my cultivation, what's the difference between me and the devil cultivators?"

"No, I was originally from the devil sect."

Thinking of this, Ye An became much calmer in his heart, and digested it faster.

......

Two years later, Ye An finally digested the essence of the Nascent Soul, and his cultivation reached the late stage of the Golden Core as he wished!

This speed amazed him, saving decades of taking drugs, no, hard practice.

"No wonder many demon cultivators like to devour and refine the Nascent Soul of other cultivators. The speed of becoming stronger is too cool."

Feeling the powerful mana in his body, Ye An was full of confidence: "Now I can almost walk sideways in the Golden Core Stage."

The "Xuanyu Zhenjing" made his mana much purer than others. Coupled with the power of the Taihe Sword Formation, it is no problem to kill enemies across levels.

"My cultivation has become stronger, and I should consider practicing some spells."

Ye An took out a jade slip from the storage ring, which recorded a spell - Nine Changes of Shadow.

Shadow-transforming and stealth is actually possible, but he found that it needs to be based on the "Shadow-transforming Divine Art", so he had to give up.

After carefully reading the Nine Changes of Shadow several times, Ye An began to practice silently.

......

Somewhere on the bottom of the sea in the Meteorite Sea.

A group of sea clan masters gathered here, staring nervously at a certain place in front of them.

At a certain moment, the ground on the bottom of the sea trembled.

Rumble!

The turbulent currents surged under the sea, the ground in front of them cracked, and rays of light burst out from the ground, piercing through the ocean and rushing straight into the sky.

"Yang——"

A dragon roared, as if it had crossed the ancient wilderness, carrying endless

Desolation and high pitch came from deep underground.

Boom!

A dragon-shaped air column rose into the sky, running through the sea, pushing away the surrounding seawater and turning it into a vacuum zone.

All the sea clan warriors trembled involuntarily, feeling fear from the bottom of their hearts.

In front of them, a thousand-foot-long dragon-shaped figure was lingering. It was obviously just a phantom, but it was so terrifying, with a mighty dragon that suppressed the four seas.

"Real dragon, really a real dragon..." someone murmured, his eyes dull.

Boom!

In the cracked seabed, something was gradually emerging.

It was a portal, with dragon-shaped pillars on both sides, baring their fangs and claws, and ferocious shapes. Two dragon heads gathered at the top, holding a bead together.

The whole portal was majestic and exuded an ancient and vast atmosphere, stretching in front of everyone, emitting rays of brilliance.

"Dragon Gate! This is Dragon Gate!"

The person in the front said.

This is a middle-aged man, wearing a green armor, with two horns on his head, long green hair, crystal clear, strong body, and a dignified aura, as deep and unfathomable as the sea.

In the old legend, as long as you jump over the Dragon Gate, you can shed your mortal body and turn into a real dragon!

"Chuan'er, go and try it." The middle-aged man ordered the person behind him.

"Yes, father."

Behind him, a young man who looked 60% similar to him came out and came to the Dragon Gate.

He looked a little excited, feeling the majestic atmosphere emanating from the Dragon Gate, and it was difficult to calm down.

The Dragon Gate felt like an illusion, without substance, only a layer of water waves rippling, and I didn't know what was behind it.

Qingchuan took a deep breath and then stepped in.

His figure crossed the layer of water waves and disappeared directly.

Seeing that there was no danger, the other sea creatures were eager to try.

"Ao Lie." The middle-aged man said to the person behind him again.

Another blond man came out and came to the Dragon Gate. He suppressed his excitement and entered the Dragon Gate and was swallowed by the waves.

Then, the middle-aged man asked another sea creature to try.

But this sea creature was blocked outside and could not enter. This made him unwilling. He tried several times but failed.

Then, several more sea creatures came forward, but still failed.

The middle-aged man said: "It seems that only those with dragon blood in their bodies can enter."

"Father, let me try." A light voice sounded.

The middle-aged man looked over and said indifferently: "Then you try it."

Qingxuan looked at the sea creatures around: "Aunt Ning, Aunt Mo, Aunt Gong... Follow me in."

The sea creatures she called did not speak at the first time, but looked at the middle-aged man with fear.

The man in front of him was none other than the lord of Qingcang Water Palace, the ruler of the sea creatures in the Meteorite Sea - Qingcang Dragon Lord, Qingshengjiang!

Qing Shengjiang said expressionlessly: "Since Xuan'er asked you to go in, let's go in together."

A hazy green light permeated from Qingxuan's body, covering the people, and then walked towards the Dragon Gate.

The figures of the people were submerged by the waves and disappeared through the Dragon Gate.

"How could it be?"

"Those people are just mermaids, how did they get in?"

"They don't have dragon blood in their bodies, how did they do it?"

"Is there any treasure on the princess?"

A faint light flashed in Qing Shengjiang's eyes, and it was unknown what he was thinking.