The quiet night slipped by quietly. When the sky was just dawn the next day, Xiao Yan, who was sleeping, opened his eyes on time.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xiao Yan formed a seal of cultivation with both hands, just like on the Dou Qi Continent, slowly closing his eyes again. The early morning is the best time to practice Dou Qi. Cultivating Dou Qi is like sailing against the current, and if you don’t advance, you will retreat. Only by persevering efforts can you succeed in getting rid of your cocoon and turning into a butterfly.

As Xiao Yan's breathing gradually stabilized, the calm space around him was like water waves, with faint waves rising, and wisps of the source energy of the emperor seeped out of the space.

When the pores of the body were greedily swallowing, most of the Dou Qi followed Xiao Yan's breath and drilled into his body. After refining several specific meridians, Xiao Yan slowly stored it into a meridian network running at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

The practice of Dou Qi lasted for nearly an hour. After the sunlight outside the window illuminated the room, Xiao Yan slowly stopped his work. The seal in his hand dissipated, and a breath of some turbid turbid air was spewed out.

The eyelids gradually opened, and a light yellow light passed through the dark eyes. After a moment, it hid in the deepest part of the eyes.

"This kind of slowly increasing power hasn't been felt for a long time, and it feels so comfortable." Xiao Yan stretched and listened to the crackling sound from his body, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Today, we are about to enter the Demon Mountains, the Demon Realm Cemetery, I am really looking forward to it."

Xiao Yan prepared everything and left the inn, slowly walked out of this bustling town, and headed into the Demon Mountains alone.

In the quiet forest, Xiao Yan Yihuo Heng Ancient Ruler was held in his hand and moved forward carefully.

"Old Zhan, what should I do now?" After Xiao Yan walked in, he called in his heart that he could have a soul call with Old Zhan in the tower.

After a while, an old voice rang in Xiao Yan's ear: "Go to the east and find a place to settle down first. Your strength is a little low now." Old Zhan said leisurely.

Xiao Yan nodded and immediately walked eastward. It was not the time to fight, so I found a place to settle down first.

Xiao Yan's figure was moving rapidly outside this ancient and mysterious Tianmo Mountain Range full of dangers. After walking for dozens of miles, a wet air slowly penetrated into Xiao Yan's body and felt the sudden and moist air. Xiao Yan's original rapid advance began to slowly stop.

"arrive!"

Xiao Yan touched his nose unknowingly, passed through a forest blocking his body, and a huge waterfall appeared in front of him, making a deafening roar.

After jumping over a ravine, Xiao Yan slowly walked towards the waterfall, his eyes swept around carefully, and his soul power also carefully explored the surroundings. After he had never felt the appearance of monsters, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!