Xiaoyan and Xiaobao are still in the magic eye, I don't know if they can escape smoothly.
He felt that when his body died, the magic eye devoured his dissipated power...
Fortunately, I used the secret law to restrain myself. Once the main body dies, all the power will return to this clone.
Otherwise, it will definitely be swallowed by the magic eye...
This shows that they are dangerous in the eyes of the devil, without his protection...
Qing Luo forced herself not to think too much, at such a time, she must not be distracted.
Because now he is afraid that he will be promoted.
As long as he breaks through, he can transform into a human form, and he is no longer restricted by his body shape.
He still has to go to the holy city of the human race to save them...
The demon core seemed to be extremely bright, and suddenly exploded at the dantian, like countless blue stars blooming.
Those cyan aura stars circulated in the body, forming a small vortex, and slowly, a larger, rounder and clearer demon core was formed.
With the formation of the demon pill, his figure also slowly changed. The body of the radish turned into the body of a man in a blue robe. He came with a calm and flat face, not surprised by favor or shame.
Fairy-like appearance, Lanzhi Yushu-like demeanor, star-like eyes, radiant demeanor...
It was Jimo Ya.
It is still the usual appearance of Jimo Ya in its heyday!
He looked at himself for a while, and grunted, he was quite satisfied.
He has successfully transformed.
The total finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he still can't show this face to others, so he turned into a radish monster again.
For one thing, he cannot let the people know about his act of adopting secret methods, entering the way of demons, and abandoning Long Lingbao to feign death.
He, Jimo Ya, used half of his life to give righteousness to the human race and dedicated it to the Jimo family.
The rest of the lives that survived with the ginseng spirit treasure belonged to Xiaoyan and her son from now on.
Secondly, his body made atonement for death, but I don't know if Xiaoyan's anger has dissipated, and I don't know if her blood oath has been broken...
He is still slowly accompanying her and his son, and will explain his identity in the future...
Since then, there is no Jimoya, and his name is Qingluo.
A green radish that only belongs to the beloved woman and son!
Qingluo smiled slightly, just about to retract the radish whiskers that were still rooted in the ground.
But suddenly, an irresistible, unknown coolness quickly rushed into his body along the radish whiskers, and penetrated into his sea of consciousness.
Before he had time to react, the piercing pain burst forth.
At one moment, he seemed to be soaked in thousands of years of ice, and his whole body was frozen, and at another moment, he seemed to be scorched in a raging fire, his body seemed to be turned into burnt ashes.
At the same time, the coolness still stirred up a huge wave in his sea of consciousness, and along with the huge wave, it slowly and unquestionably eroded downward.
pain! It hurts so much!
The pain cannot be described in words.
Qingluo wanted to pass out, but the coldness made him bear it soberly.
He wanted to shout, but he couldn't, and wanted to force the coolness out, but the coolness was fierce and unstoppable, and his cultivation base was vulnerable to this coolness.
I can only try my best to endure.
However, after the coolness penetrated into the depths of the sea of consciousness, a large number of strange memories began to wake up.
Countless shattered fragments flashed before his eyes.
... The demonic energy that filled the sky and the sun, in the demonic energy, a saint fell...