Suddenly, a drop of raindrops fell from Ye Xiaocheng's Dantian, carrying a strong aura of death. This aura made his hair stand on end, as if a catastrophe was about to happen.
But he didn't panic. Now he was in zero-dimensional space. No creature or force in this world could threaten him.
This drop of rain fell suddenly, and then a place the size of a spring exploded.
dead space.
This is also a place that is only a square inch in size, but it contains the strongest aura of death in the world. He has no doubt that if these auras of death spread, he will die immediately.
It's strange, how could this thing appear in the Dantian?
He was surprised and frightened, but he still cautiously released his spiritual consciousness and approached that space.
Just when a ray of spiritual consciousness approached the dead space, a ray of death breath suddenly spurted out, followed his body directly to the palm of his right hand, and then a mark appeared on the palm of his right hand.
Death mark.
Ye Xiaocheng has already risked his life, just die, accept it all calmly, there is nothing serious about it.
But he did not die. The death mark was engraved on his palm and became his property, with no intention of harming him.
"Boy, what's going on?" Dao Jing and Void Mirror sensed a strong breath of death at the same time.
"I don't know what happened, but this appeared on my palm." Ye Xiaocheng raised his right hand and showed the death mark to the two of them.
"Where did this come from?" Dao Jing asked in surprise.
"I don't know, it just came out of nowhere." Ye Xiaocheng waved his hands, also confused.
"Boy, are you connected to the underworld?" Void Mirror looked at the death mark with some fear.
It is said that any living being is afraid of the air of death, not to mention that this death mark is condensed with a trace of the purest air of death.
"Boy, you have too many tricks. What time has it been? Can you do something serious?" Dao Jing was so angry that he could hardly speak.
Seeing this kid create snake spears and Milota towers made of blood, he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Now he created another death mark from nowhere. If this continues, what is the Yellow Spring River and the Gate of Hell? All come out?
Couldn't this kid be Yama in the underworld in his previous life?
As Dao Jing thought about it, he felt a little creepy.
Ye Xiaocheng was thinking about how to answer Master Dao Jing when he heard a bang from the dead space, a miniature yellow river appeared, and a boundary wall was born in the dead space. There was a black portal on the front of the boundary wall.
Death realm.
Huangquan River.
Door of hell.
They all appeared, although they were all tiny, but as the saying goes, the essence is all concentrated.
Ye Xiaocheng was even more stunned when he saw it. He was really speechless.
It was just a dead space in the beginning, and then it turned into a dead world. This is really a tiny world. Although it is tiny and simple, it is a world worthy of the name.
In this tiny world, except for the yellow Huangquan River and a door to hell, it is filled with a strong spirit of death.
Ye Xiaocheng bets that if any living being is thrown into this tiny world of death, no one will survive more than three breaths.
He was not sure of the nature of the matter, so he did not dare to tell Dao Jing and Void Mirror about the changes in the dead space. As for whether he could hide it from them, he didn't care.
Ye Xiaocheng had a thought, and as long as they didn't find out, he wouldn't take the initiative to say it.
There was nothing he could do about the death mark. It was clearly engraved on the palm of his hand and others could see it even if he didn't tell him. What's more, there had to be an explanation for the death aura appearing in the space.
In Ye Xiaocheng's heart, what his mother said to him was always engraved: Don't trust anyone.
Therefore, he cannot have 100% trust in anyone, including Master Dao Jing, Kong Jing or Lord Milo.
The moment the death world appeared, the flesh and blood furnace suddenly accelerated its rotation, and more flesh and blood essence was tempered. The blood river not only rolled more violently, but also forcibly extracted traces of blood energy from the phoenix blood wood. The death world also A trace of the hostility and death energy from the Phoenix Blood Tree was drawn out.
Both of these swish intensify at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ye Xiaocheng was already numb and could not describe his mood at this moment.
What is Phoenix Blood Wood?
That's a divine thing.
On the phoenix blood tree, there is a real phoenix's body essence and blood condensed before its death, as well as the hostility and death aura condensed from its unwillingness to die. Even if there is a trace, it is an extraordinary existence.
The blood river can forcibly extract blood energy from it, and the death realm can also forcibly extract death energy and violent energy. This is simply an absurd thing that cannot be explained.
The blood river is strengthening, and the snake spear and Milota floating on the blood river are also constantly strengthening. Although it is only a slight improvement, it is really rare and incredible that these two magic weapons can grow.
The death mark on the palm of his right hand was also getting hotter and stronger, as if it was about to fly out of his palm.
He hurriedly controlled the Death Seal to prevent it from leaving his palm, lest something unexpected happen.
At this moment, he didn't want to see any changes, because they were unpredictable and uncontrollable. It was hard for him to say whether they were good or bad, a blessing or a curse.
If disaster really comes, he has no choice but to accept it calmly.
Dao Jing and Void Mirror were still wondering why there was a death mark on Ye Xiaocheng's hand, and for the time being they did not urge him to enter the tower to fight.
Ye Xiaocheng got a chance to breathe and quickly concentrated on carefully studying everything that happened in front of him.
Is the emergence of the world of death related to his origin of life?
Ye Xiaocheng seemed to realize that the raindrop of death was the condensed cloud of death that previously enveloped his mental space. The bright moon in the mental space only dispersed it, but could not eliminate it, or at all. Cannot be eliminated.
Somehow, the raindrops of death fell on the Dantian and turned into this world of death, with a gate to hell and a river of hell.
The appearance of the blood river is not surprising. It should be caused by the awakening of blood. He used the blood essence of the Nascent Soul-level demon and three thousand years of elixir to temper his body twice, so his blood was naturally strong.
However, the Blood River and the Realm of Death were able to forcibly extract the blood energy from the Phoenix Blood Tree, as well as the death energy and violent energy. He could not figure out the reason why.
It stands to reason that these two things are vastly different from the level of the Phoenix Blood Wood. They have no ability to forcibly extract the blood energy and death energy condensed in the Phoenix Blood Wood.
Thinking back to the time when Emperor Lu and the others tried their best, they were unable to extract the essence and blood of the real phoenix from the phoenix blood tree. Why could his blood river be able to do so?
Could it be...
A flash of light flashed in Ye Xiaocheng's mind, could it be... He looked at the most mysterious Xuanfei Gate in his body.
It's a pity that Xuanmen's Gate will not answer his questions, it remains motionless, as if it is welded firmly to the bottom of his Dantian.
What power does the death mark have?
He really wanted to slap Dao Jing Master with the death seal on his palm to try the effect, but unfortunately he didn't dare.
Then use it on his opponent. He immediately entered the tower, withstood the bombardment of sixty-four people, and aimed the death mark at a Xuanwu, which was known as the monster with the strongest defense.
The death mark flew out of his hand and was imprinted on Xuanwu, who disappeared in an instant.
Wow, so awesome!
Ye Xiaocheng was overjoyed. He knew how abnormal this Xuanwu's defense was. He stabbed it several times with his snake spear, but it didn't work at all. It would not leave a white mark. Its tortoise shell was impeccable. He didn't expect it to die. Yin Fei got up and it disappeared immediately.
Ye Xiaocheng was so complacent that he forgot to defend himself and was beaten out again.
Die again.
But this time he was not enveloped by the shadow of death, and all negative effects were absorbed by the realm of death.
Ye Xiaocheng made a new discovery: after absorbing a trace of the shadow of death, his realm of death became a little stronger.
Although it was only a little stronger, the speed of extracting the hostility and death energy from the Phoenix Blood Wood was also a little faster.
The Death Realm's extraction of death energy has accelerated, and the Blood River's extraction of blood energy from the Phoenix Blood Tree has also accelerated a bit.
Even though it's just a trace, it's still a huge improvement.
Ye Xiaocheng was overjoyed, because with the death realm, dying in this simulation system not only had no negative impact on him, but also enhanced his strength.
What else is he afraid of?
Do it! Anyway, if you die once, you still make money!
He turned around and went in again.
This time he simply gave up his defense and allowed the attacks to hit him, and he died again.
But when he came out, he found that neither the Death World nor the Blood River had been strengthened.
He understood in an instant that his deliberate death would not strengthen the world of death and the river of blood. Only real death would strengthen the world of death and the river of blood. You will not do yourself any good by deliberately committing suicide.
It seems that cheating is impossible, so let’s just play it honestly.
Dao Jing looked at his operation and almost thought that this kid had given up on himself, but looking at his high-spirited look, it didn't look like that.
This guy has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, screen after screen, so you have to pay close attention.
