In the big world outside, or even the small world, Ye Xuan could not contact the clone of the silk.

Logically speaking, the secret realm here is similar to the small world. Relying on the existence of the Yuntian Continent, Ye Xuan can actually connect with his clone here.

In this way, there is only one result, that is, the secret realm here connects to the Demon Immortal Realm.

Looking at the giant funnel above his head, it was between reality and reality, and seemed to be close to him, but in fact no matter how he flew, he would never be able to get close to him.

The Beast Spirit Secret Realm is most likely a bone-burying place in the Demon Immortal Realm. The Beast Control Sect is unknown because of the cause and condition. With the method of opening the Beast Spirit Secret Realm, such opportunities are not bad.

"The Holy Son of the Demon Clan..." Ye Xuan looked shocked.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there is also the perspective of the clone of the sacred clone, and there are also memories of the past eighty years. The clone of the sacred clone was not captured by anyone to refine medicine, and it was still very prosperous.

At this moment, Ye Xuan closed his eyes and opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him seemed to be there.

On a throne made of a star-like stone, the young man looks exactly the same as Ye Xuan's body, wearing a four-size fairy robe, with a cold expression and majestic momentum.

The moment the body consciousness took over the clone, Ye Xuan felt a powerful force filling his body, as if a punch could shatter the void. All kinds of mystery about thunder and fire and devouring appeared in his heart one by one.

"The human and immortals are perfect." Ye Xuan suppressed the surprise in his heart.

He looked at the bottom of the throne, eight stunning women lined up in a row, all of whom were exposed, with large spring light on their chests, barely covering their lower body, and their long legs were bent and kneeling on the ground.

Memories surged in my mind. It turned out that the eight stunning figures below were all descendants of various demon clans, and they were here to mate the bloodline of the divine beast.

The cold young man who was originally sitting on the throne, Ye Xuan's face was so dark that he looked very ugly.

It is said that it is a saint son, but it also has various preferential treatments from the saint son, but it is limited to the Demon Immortal Palace by a group of old demon clans. It is offered with a daily treasure medicine and spiritual pill. It requires only one, so that the bloodline of the divine beast must be continued, and the bloodline of the semi-divine beast will be formed.

In the Demon Immortal Realm, the bloodline of the divine beast is almost extinct. It is rare to have a silhouette or a real pure blood beast. How can we not make a bunch of old demon ghosts excited?

"Young Master, do you like this person? She is a member of the Yantian Que tribe, and she is a good match for you, the young master." On the side of the throne, an old man with a goatee asked softly.

Ye Xuan glanced at the person sideways, and the memory of his clone emerged. The old man was a one-horned goat spirit.

He was just now in a daze. Wherever he looked, the woman in red gauze pointed at by the old goat. At this time, the woman of the Yantian Bird tribe looked as beautiful as a flower, and her face looked surprised.

"Sir, my family is named Honglian. I will serve you with all my heart and strive to give birth to your blood as soon as possible." The woman of Hongya took a step forward, and the thin redya could not hide her long figure, and the spring light under the gauze dress appeared and disappeared.

Ye Xuan, who was on the throne, looked dark in front of him, and asked him to say a bird? Then he swept away the other seven beautiful ones. No need to think too much, they must be all kinds of birds and beasts.

Ye Xuan's eyes moved, and the goatee-bearded old man immediately introduced one by one, afraid that Ye Xuan would miss one, and the eight women's tribe members were all stuffed into his hands without exception.

The old goatee pointed to the plump woman and smiled, "This is the proud daughter of the Baihua Silkworm Clan. Now she is only half a step away from being a true immortal, with excellent talent and bloodline."

"This is the direct princess of the Colorful Toad Clan, and her bloodline is pure."

"This person is from the Moon Rabbit clan, and it is said that he is a bloodline divided from the Shangtian Realm."

Ye Xuan suddenly waved his hand and looked extremely ugly. He said, "Bird, just forget it, but think about Feng Ling, but he is also a bird, but he is called a rabbit or a toad. How can he tolerate this?

"Where is Feng Ling now? There are Youmu, Tu Yue and Bai Zhu. Where have they all gone? Why are I alone here?" The memories emerged in Ye Xuan's mind, among which Feng Ling took away the memories of the three girls, and I don't know where they went.

Feng Ling is even more respected in the Demon Immortal Realm, and is one of the six great venerables in the Demon Immortal Realm. Before leaving, she has the opportunity to grow safely with her clone.

At this moment, the silhouette clone sitting on the throne was in just eighty years, and a large number of precious medicines and spiritual pills were smashed down, and they climbed wildly to the perfection of human immortals.

It is necessary to know how difficult the demon cultivator is to cultivate. Even the demon genius has a much slower cultivation progress than that of cultivators of the same level in the human race.

"Young Master, you can't do this. The elder has told you that you must accept eight of them and you must have bloodlines within a hundred years, otherwise the old slave's head will be out of stock soon."

When the old goat saw Ye Xuan wavering his hand, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed on the spot. Eight charming witches from all races were also lost.

They believe that they are perfect in shape, and they are impeccable in terms of facial features and body shape.

Other demon races do not care much about their appearance after transformation. They only value status and bloodline. Only this saint son prefers the appearance of human race.

They came to their preferences and transformed into a stunning skin in the eyes of the human race. Even so, they still couldn't satisfy the Holy Son.

"Let the clones make trouble by themselves." Ye Xuan's face was expressionless, and his original consciousness withdrew from the clone's sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, in the secret realm of the beast spirit.

Ye Xuan opened his eyes, and the clone of the sacred clone was considered to have been killed and fell into the hands of a group of old ghosts in the Demon Immortal Realm. He is probably doomed and he will have to be born even if he doesn't live.

"The Zhongtian Realm has rich cultivation resources, and it is indeed far from comparable to the Xiatian Realm." Ye Xuan was anxious. This was his desire for powerful power.

Consciousness returned to its original body from the silhouette clone, and Ye Xuan clearly felt the gap. It was a world of difference between the perfection of human and immortals and the early stages of Hexu.

The feeling of smashing the void with one punch is absolutely impossible. With the blood of the divine beast clone, it is probably not much worse than that of the ordinary real immortal in the early stage.

True immortals are above human immortals. Once they become true immortals, they will become true immortals. They begin to understand the rules of heaven and earth. The attack is no longer a simple magic, but an immortal art that touches the rules of the great way.

These insights all come from the clone of the sacred clone. Ye Xuan only wanted to return to the Daoyuan Continent as soon as possible, catch up with the hundred-year agreement, and take the Star-Swallowing Turtle to the Wuya Realm controlled by the human race.

"Master, Lao Nu is no match for them... The bastard of the Beast Control Sect is in the valley, and they are snatching the treasure liquid of the Immortal Pool." Chen Laoer's anxious cry came.

Ye Xuan calmed down and fell straight to the ground below. When he got closer, he found that the valley was indeed made of two skeletons, as Chen Laoer said.

He could not enter the valley from above, and a layer of black clouds filled the valley, emitting strong fluctuations of divine thoughts.

Of course, the consciousness in the divine consciousness has long been destroyed, like a pure divine consciousness, but it cannot be directly refined and absorbed by the monks.

"What immortal pool?" As soon as Ye Xuan fell to the ground, Old Chen rushed towards him.

(End of this chapter)
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