He closed his eyes and recalled the past.

Where does the power that hinders oneself come from?

It seems to come from the inside of one's body, not from the outside.

This is really bizarre.

The previous scene was played back little by little in my mind.

According to the illumination of the super-sensory feeling, this invisible power grew out of the body, as if it emerged out of thin air.

Faced with this kind of strength, it is difficult for the body to develop resistance.

And his strong constitution has minimal effect.

I can only watch them wrap around and block themselves.

Chu Zhiyuan pondered.

How can we overcome this power?

Is it because my body is not strong enough, so I can't resist it, or is it a different mystery?

He thought carefully, and after a while, his body flashed and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, he appeared at the first peak of Lingyuan.

He tried again, but the same was true.

It seems that the power of the soul cannot directly affect the inscription of the divine text.

If you let two autumn water divine swords go to the battlefield outside the domain, you will not be able to engrave this divine text.

I can only go to the battlefield outside the domain to gain a better understanding and harvest some demons' souls at the same time.

He frowned and continued to ponder.

Gradually there was a guess.

So he put away the jade pendant and flying knife, took out a black iron box from his sleeve, opened it, and there was a piece of gold and silk inside.

As soon as his eyes fell on the gold and silk, his body suddenly took a strange posture, changing one by one.

In the void above the head, spiritual energy surged, and first condensed into a dark cloud, with a huge dark cloud range of hundreds of meters.

As the spiritual energy continues to gather, the range of dark clouds has not increased, but has narrowed.

Shrink and shrink, pure condense and pure condense.

Finally, in the void ten meters above his head, the dark clouds condensed into a black dragon.

The black dragon is a little blurry, as if it is hidden in the clouds and mist and cannot be seen clearly.

You can't see the scales and details clearly, nor can you see the dragon's head, but you can only see its dragon body and dragon shape.

The black dragon was about ten meters long and was hugged by someone. As his posture changed, the black dragon was wandering around the peas.

Chu Zhiyuan felt very excited and kept catching photos in the cave.

This dragon is vaguely in harmony with him, as if it is his incarnation.

He is changing his posture, and it is also breathing breath and cultivating itself.

The refined aura was directly injected into his body, simplifying his practice.

Chu Zhiyuan was overjoyed.

I didn't expect that there was such an unexpected surprise, and it was indeed in a special place of spiritual energy.

This may be the true practice of Tianlongyin, not in the Twelve Duke Mansions.

The concentration and purity of the spiritual energy there are too low to condense into a dragon shape.

The existence of this dragon has made Tianlongyin's practice more than ten times faster.

Originally, he thought he wanted to practice the second change, but it was nowhere to be achieved.

At this moment, I felt within reach.

He was immersed in his practice, over and over again, and his powerful mental power played a role at this time, maintaining his long-term practice.

"The prince-in-law hasn't woken up yet?"

Li Yuzhen came outside Chu Zhiyuan's courtyard and found that the gate was closed.

Fu Zheng was standing outside the yard.

Fu Zheng shook her head: "You have to wait a little longer, there is no need for breakfast."

"It doesn't matter, right?" Li Yuzhen's eyebrows were light and dark.

She sensed it, but could not sense Chu Zhiyuan's existence.

It seems to have disappeared.

She is not unfamiliar with this situation.

The moon silk frost coat has the ability to hide its breath, and it is not surprising that it cannot sense it yourself.

But the sun rose so high that he was surprised before he got up.

"Maybe practicing too hard and sleeping too late." Fu Zheng said.

Li Yuzhen nodded slowly.

She could understand Chu Zhiyuan's pressure.

When I suddenly came here and faced such a challenge again, how could I not be angry?

But the cultivation level of this Xiao Ming Marquis is high enough, and he may not be able to defeat him.

At this time, I must want to practice hard, and quickly improve my cultivation to defeat Xiao Ming Marquis, so as to establish my authority.

But reality is often not subject to will.

It is impossible for the cultivation to suddenly improve.

Practicing hard often only makes things worse.

However, Master Fuma is different from ordinary people and is not so eager for quick success or instant benefits.

I don't worry that he will go astray.

At this time, Chu Zhiyuan, the first peak of Lingyuan, was already wrapped in blood cocoons.

The black dragon above his head was already clear, with clear patterns on the scales and shining with a strange luster.

In the luster, these patterns are swimming, as if they are coming alive.

The patterns are slowly changing as they move, becoming more detailed and complex.

At the same time, a red light gradually appeared on the scales, as if it was burning.

As time goes by, the red light becomes stronger and stronger, and at the same time the red light penetrates into the scales, as if burning the scales and quenching the scales, making it red and pure.

From a black dragon to a red dragon.

The whole body is like a ruby ​​carved, crystal clear.

The scales are more gorgeous.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!——·

The red cocoon began to bulge and then retracted, like the beating of the heart.

The heartbeat sounded louder and louder inside, like a snare drum.

The red cocoon began to shine.

The light is getting brighter and brighter, like a red sun rising,

The red dragon in the void moved, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered again and turned into dark clouds.

It travels through the dark clouds.

The dazzling red light suddenly became dark, and the cultivation of the storm quickly drilled back to Chu Zhiyuan's body.

Chu Zhiyuan was suspended in the air, with red light flowing around him, as if standing in the burning flames.

The skin is as bright as jade, crystal clear and warm.

The eyes flashed red, like eyes made of rubies, with thousands of edges rotating.

The moon silkworms are frosting and frosting, like standing in the strong wind.

The vast aura of the sky fell like sea water and penetrated into his body.

His body devoured these spiritual energy like a black hole, without any sign of filling it.

His feet slowly fell down, and the red dragon in the sky slowly disappeared into the void.

The red dragon has been in the void and has been providing him with unique spiritual energy.

Outsiders cannot feel the existence of this spiritual energy.
To be continued...