Cultivation of Life Winner

This is a world of yellow sand, and there is no trace of living things around, only the dry wind whimpering past with a bit of heat.And in such a space, the yellow sand all over the ground suddenly began to fly.Then, above this yellow sand world, a vortex gradually formed.

Several figures fell down in a dazed state, and with the fall of these figures, the sound of something crawling under the yellow sand ground instantly began to rustle.

Among the falling figures, Huang Mao was among them.After a while, he opened his eyes, showing vigilance.And the next moment, he felt that something seemed to be biting him around him, and a trace of pain continued to come from his whole body.

"Hmph!" The breath in Huang Mao's body swayed, the powerful qi and blood qi dispersed, and there was a loud rustling all around.Huang Mao got up, and a lot of yellow sand fell from him.As soon as he moved his hand, a scorpion-like creature about half the size of a palm appeared on his palm.

This thing... Huang Mao frowned slightly, showing a thoughtful look.The monks are physically strong, and it is difficult for ordinary things to hurt their skin.Although this thing didn't have any effect on him, the burst of pain just now was the truth.For this reason, this thing also has a sense of unusualness.

His consciousness swept across the yellow sand, and the land was boundless.What makes Huang Mao's heart palpitate even more is that there are countless black scorpions under the yellow sand!Fortunately, many scorpions were lazily staying under the yellow sand. If these black scorpions rushed forward, Huang Mao couldn't help but gasp.

And beside Huang Mao, Hongjiu also slowly woke up.He was more direct, the red mist around his body radiated out, directly turning the black scorpions awakened by him into pus.

"Master." Seeing that Huang Mao was still there, Hongjiu bowed slightly.Soon, Hongjiu noticed that many people came in, but here, only him and Huang Mao were there.

Huang Mao frowned slightly, this place was a bit weird.And the next moment, Huang Mao thought of Xue Miaomiao.That person was caught by him and entered here together, even if this place will separate everyone, the chances of Xue Miaomiao being teleported to other places should be much less.

The only chance to explain is that Xue Miaomiao woke up earlier than him, because Xue Miaomiao couldn't kill him under the influence of the slave seal, so the other party chose to leave first!

Having figured this out, Huang Mao showed a trace of coldness.Anyway, he had already taken the map from Xue Miaomiao's hand, if Xue Miaomiao would dare to do anything to him next time.He will let the other party know what real pain is!

When Huang Mao was immersed in thinking about Xue Miaomiao, Huang Mao's eyes flashed suddenly, and he looked up at the distance where the yellow sand filled the sky.In Huang Mao's consciousness, a figure wearing a dragon robe was galloping towards where he was.

"Red Dove, you leave first, don't worry about me. If there is an opportunity here, you can also fight for it."

Red Dove's eyes moved, and a strange look appeared in his expression.Then he looked at the direction Huang Mao was looking at, and then suddenly galloped in a direction completely different from the other party.

Huang Mao didn't react at all to Hongjiu's departure. If he hadn't died, Hongjiu wouldn't be able to escape his control.If he dies, the other party, who is a servant, will instead become the key to his resurrection.

The advantage of the slave character seal is that in addition to completely controlling a person's life and death, it can also entrust a ray of soul to the servant.If something unexpected happens one day, you can take away the other party and live!

In a short while, a figure came over the countless yellow sands in the banquet.In the sky, a figure descended step by step.This person's eyes are quiet, but there is a deep sense of domineering in them.

He is the No.17 prince of the Huyan Dynasty, and he is Huyan Jue Ming!

There are countless bloodlines in the Huyan Dynasty, but there are only 50 people who became the Yudie of the Dynasty and were named princes.And there are only ten people whose names are engraved on the fate of the dragon veins of the dynasty, and who are crowned princes!

Although Huyan Jueming is only the seventeenth prince, he can stand out among countless bloodlines of the Huyan Dynasty. No matter his talent or strength, he must not be trifled with!

"Why don't you run away?" Huyan Jueming stepped down step by step, his jet-black hair flying behind him, and the dragon head embroidered on his chest was as real as it was, as if it was about to leap out, roaring in the air!

Huang Mao looked dignified, but he still said calmly: "I want to fight you! People of the Huyan Dynasty, I also want to see how big the gap is between me and you so-called geniuses!"

Huyan Jueming nodded slightly, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, but the next moment, the breath of his body changed, and endless evil spirit permeated the surroundings.

"At the age of four, I was tested to have strong blood energy, and entered the main star of the Huyan Dynasty!"

"Build the foundation at the age of six, form the alchemy at the age of eight, and defeat the genius of the same class at the age of ten!"

"Entered the Immortal Market at the age of 12, beheaded the Great Demon Fifteen!"

"At the age of 13, I was elected to the preliminary selection of the prince of the Huyan Dynasty, and at the age of 15, I was named the 27th prince. Then I went all the way up, fighting Yuanying, defeated out of my body, and fought against God. I have made great achievements all the way, and I have rarely lost! Until now, I am ranked tenth. seven!"

"So, you still have the courage to fight me!?"

"Why do you have the courage to fight me!?"

The voice of Hu Yan Jue Ming rolled over, and finally exploded directly in Huang Mao's ears, as if it was deafening, and directly entered Huang Mao's mind.

Countless voices of doubt exploded in Huang Mao's heart, why should you fight.Huyan Jueming has a great record and unrivaled talent, how can you fight against him!What qualifications do you have to fight him!

Suddenly, Huang Mao closed his eyes.In his head, those voices were still circling, constantly impacting his mind.

Why should I fight him?Huang Mao began to ask himself.

Just...Suddenly, Huang Mao's body shook, and he opened his eyes.He looked at Huyan Jueming, and said word by word: "No reason, even if you are so powerful, I will fight. If I lose the courage to even fight, what qualifications do I have for cultivating immortals!" As soon as the voice fell, the words that surrounded his mind suddenly passed through his ears like a breeze, only blowing a few strands of hair, and then disappeared without a sound.

"What a man with a firm mind." Huyan Jueming showed a hint of admiration.

"I will fight with you, life and death will depend on fate. But if you lose, I will save your life, but you will be my slave for a hundred years!" Huyan Jueming finally said.

Huang Mao said nothing, if he was defeated, he would flee.If he cannot escape, he will seize the red dove!Huyan Jueming's calculation is probably wrong!

After Huyan Jueming's words fell, a golden light flashed between his brows, and a dozen small golden swords flew out immediately.These little swords danced continuously in the sky, forming the shape of a dragon faintly!

These dozen or so small swords had a huge momentum, obviously there were only a dozen or so, but there were roaring sounds continuously, like the posture of hundreds of flying swords.And after this flying sword, Huyan Jueming even made a tactic with both hands again and again, and the sound of his body was covered with golden scales layer by layer.With the covering of scales, Huyan Jueming's aura grew steadily.

Amidst the roar of the flying sword, Huang Mao had already held the Ancient Yuehua Pei in the palm of his hand, and the map of Huangquan was also taken out. Huang Mao's aura continued to vibrate, and his momentum rose little by little.

Because of the problem of the drop of Huang clan blood in his body, Huang Mao's cultivation has been suppressed so hard that he didn't break through the Nascent Soul.At this moment, he couldn't care less.His cultivation base began to rise continuously.Li Yuanying is only a step away!

When the flying sword approached, Huang Mao and Huyan Jueming suddenly raised their heads.In the void, a pitch-black door suddenly appeared. This door was a bit dilapidated, but it was such a door. Under its aura, all the magic spells of Huang Mao and Huyan Jueming were instantly 'frozen'.They were condensed in the midair, and even their aura came to a standstill in an instant.

who is it! ! ?

Almost at the same time, Huang Mao and Huyan Jueming both looked at the sky, with vigilance in their eyes.

A figure walked out of the door slowly, it was a very ordinary figure, the breath of the whole body was restrained, like a mortal.But what mortal can stand in the air.He was dressed in a black robe, his eyes were deep and steady, but with a hint of coldness.This person has a tall and straight body, and on top of his handsome and resolute face, his expression is extremely calm.

He lowered his head, looked around between Huang Mao and Huyan Jueming, and finally looked at Huang Mao, with a hint of confusion in his pupils, but the next moment he said: "I will kill him for you, but, I want to see your memory."

Huyan Jueming's pupils shrank suddenly, and a name gradually came to life in his mind. He couldn't believe that this person would come here! ?

However, Huang Mao recalled many things in the past at this moment.Between them, when one forgets everything, what is left?

Huang Mao almost forgot about Huang Yiyuan, but only when he saw each other did he realize that the pale memories still existed between them.

Yes, this young man in black robe was Huang Yiyuan whom Huang Mao had never seen since his wedding!

Perhaps the look of reminiscence in the eyes of the young man below, the pupils of the black-robed youth shrank, and his heart suddenly had an indescribable feeling.It seems to be confused, and there is also a vague pain.

This feeling, he still remembers that when he got married, when the other party came to give gifts and then drifted away, he had a strong feeling.At that time, he even wanted to follow the other party.Because of this, the leaving figure was forever imprinted in his heart.

He wanted to find the other party and figure out his lost memory.What exactly did he lose?

At the next moment, Huang Mao turned his head slightly, avoiding Huang Yiyuan's eyes.No matter what happened between them, the red line between them has been erased from each other's hearts. This is a fact and will not change.

He has no love for Huang Yiyuan.