Start fusion god-level system

At the core of the desert, there is a space about one meter in radius, filled with purple mist and chills.

The area of ​​the purple mist in front of me is not very large, it can even be said to be very small, but it is extremely solid. It is completely concentrated in this small area with a radius of one meter and a height of only half a meter. It is so thick that it is difficult to see what is inside. something.

Qin Nan squatted down slowly, let go of his consciousness, and went through the thick fog to inquire about the various situations inside.

The consciousness was released slowly, and while feeling the cold breath released by the purple mist, he quickly detected the existence wrapped in the dense fog—a small purple flower.

"This is the Nine Nether Purple Orchid?"

"Legends say that the Nine Nether Purple Orchid lives in the icy hell in the eighteenth hell of the Nine Nether Underworld, and belongs to the extremely cold species."

"I really didn't expect it to appear here."

"Looking at the color, appearance, and appearance, I'm afraid it already belongs to the best of the Nine Nether Purple Orchids."

"Eh?"

"There seems to be a fiery red thing in the center of the petals. Could it be a fruit or something?"

Qin Nan unfolded his consciousness, followed the outline of the Nine Nether Purple Orchid, and carefully probed it from the outside to the inside. From the roots, leaves, to the petals, every place was filled with cold air, only the core of the petals seemed to contain silk. Warmth.

Out of curiosity, his consciousness continued to extend inward, penetrated the cover of layers of petals, and slowly approached the core of the petals.

Gradually, as his consciousness deepened, he gradually saw the situation inside the petals:

In the center surrounded by pieces of purple petals, a fiery red energy ball floats and rotates.

On the top of the energy ball, a petite elf in a flame suit, holding a dark purple grass in his hand, is dancing there.

The dancing posture is elegant and moving, just like a banished immortal, invisibly making people fascinated and unable to control themselves.

After a wonderful dance, the little elf seemed to sense Qin Nan's presence, and naturally communicated through his consciousness: "Hey, come and play together?"

"Are you, Flower Fairy?"

Qin Nan, who was watching intently, was a little overwhelmed by the sudden greeting. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he asked casually.

"Hee hee, guess what you want."

"You didn't come all the way here just to watch my dance, did you?"

"This fairy knows your purpose, but I'm afraid your wish will come to nothing!"

"Come in for me, and enjoy the beauty of the most yin and yang!"

Hua Fairy's spiritual consciousness reached the end, and suddenly turned into a Rakshasa monster, and swallowed Qin Nan in one gulp.

Sudden attack, Qin Nan's spirit and body were swept in by this strange force, and fell into the fiery red energy ball in the center of the petals.

"Hmph, with this virtue, do you still want to covet the inheritance of the great Yin-Yang technique that this fairy guards?"

"Go dream!"

Hua Fairy snorted coldly, stretched out the grass in her hand, enlarged it several times, and inserted it on the fireball under her feet, forming a natural hammock.

She stepped on it lightly, lay on the grass hammock, and began to rest her eyes leisurely with her eyes closed.

Inside the fireball, Qin Nan's body is under the back and forth transformation of the two types of yin and yang and positive and negative energies. It is cold for a while, hot for a while, sometimes icy, and sometimes irritable.
The exchange of yin and yang, the constant collision, and the mutual echo of the two attributes made every blood vessel and every skin in his body feel a tearing pain.

This ordinary physical body was torn and scarred in just the blink of an eye.

While being tormented and tortured by these two energies, Qin Nan's body was still falling rapidly.

This kind of fall is completely involuntary, as if being pulled by an invisible strong suction, and it is pulled from the depths of the soul, which makes people suffer physically, but at the same time, the soul inspires incomparable excitement.

The two diametrically opposed contradictory states gave Qin Nan an unprecedented extreme experience of pain and happiness, like ice and fire.

This kind of extreme experience, such an indescribable feeling, even men and women who have just tasted human affairs, can't have it?
Under the torture that he personally experienced, Qin Nan's physical body was too miserable to bear to look directly at:
Muscles all over his body were turned outwards, blood vessels were ruptured, the skin was cracked inch by inch, and scars were densely covered.

And his handsome face, which he has always been proud of, has completely changed its shape at this moment, as if he has been hit by the most vicious 'beyond his feet' in the world, as ugly as he wants.

Different from the miserable appearance of his physical body, his soul is wandering in extreme beauty and happiness, unable to extricate himself, extremely addicted and comfortable.

"Hmph, from yin to yang, the violent yang qi destroys your body, and the softest yin qi infiltrates your soul."

"Small human beings, you will be completely swallowed up in this infinite cycle of yin and yang."

The Flower Fairy on the grass hammock took a sideways look at Qin Nan's appearance in the fireball, and couldn't help but sneer.

From her point of view, the human race guy in front of her simply didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and ran over to try to obtain the great yin and yang technique.

Little do they know that this great yin and yang technique is almost the highest principle and the supreme magic method of all heavens and myriad worlds.

Over the endless years, countless powerful monks of various races have come to seek opportunities, but in the end, they all ended up with their bodies and souls destroyed.

Even those mighty god emperors who can destroy the world with every gesture have almost the same result.

Among them, only one exists.

That is the Heavenly Emperor of their demon clan, and also the most respected figure in her life.

"Hey, if Master Dijun hadn't fallen in the past, my monster clan wouldn't have fallen to where it is now."

While the flower demon was daydreaming, she inadvertently thought of various situations in ancient times, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

On the other side, in the fireball, Qin Nan's torture and abuse continued. His body has been completely broken and his face is beyond recognition. It's a miserable word.

In his mind, within the space of his consciousness, his soul sat cross-legged in the void, surrounded by a bunch of "yingyingyanyan" all kinds of beautiful girls.

They were all wearing long suspender skirts, with fair skin, and their voices contained all kinds of charming colors. They tried every means to seduce Qin Nan's soul, so that he could be addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

In such a situation and situation, Qin Nan was indeed in a hurry at the beginning, but after all, his soul has been tempered and condensed into one body, which is enough to deal with various unfavorable situations.

After a short period of adjustment, Qin Nan regained his composure, completely captured his soul, and became calm and composed.

Despite the confusion of all kinds of illusions in front of him and the invasion of the cold air permeating the sea of ​​consciousness, he remained steadfast.

Not only that, he is still deducing the current situation repeatedly, trying to find a way to get rid of the shackles of the physical body, break through the obstruction of the Yin-Yang chain formation, and comprehend the essence of the Great Yin-Yang Art as soon as possible.