"Looks like you guessed?"

Ye Xuan smiled and made a sound. His white teeth were very dazzling, but they fell into Dijiang's eyes, but they made him tremble both physically and mentally.

"You... You took my talents and powers?" Dijiang screamed with horror.

"Congratulations on your correct answer."

Ye Xuan's smile disappeared, turned into a cruel and ferocious color and said, "as a reward for your correct answer, I will give you a happy one."

"Rob the immortal!"

Boom!

Ye Xuan pinched the Jue with both hands, and made dark and strange decisions in his hands. His whole person turned into a terrible black fog and swallowed up the emperor River in an instant.

"No!"

Emperor Jiang screamed bitterly. Unfortunately, under the great art of robbing immortals, his body began to collapse, a plume of black smoke rippled out of him, and his mouth kept screaming in pain.

"If I swallow you, I can initially master the power of space, which will be your greatest honor." Ye Xuan laughed cruelly, and the whole person fell into extreme excitement.

"Ye Xuan, you can't die easily. Even if I die today, you will die in the future..."

Emperor Jiang issued a poisonous curse before he died, and then no sound came out. Only the black fog turned by Ye Xuan rippled in the cave.

……

At the same time.

Far away in the ancestral land of the witch family in the small world, Houtu was kneeling with nine ancestral witches in the ancestral witch Temple of Dijiang. There was only a roar, and the ancestral witch statue of Dijiang crashed and collapsed.

"Dijiang is dead!"

Hou tuxiu clenched her fist, her eyes gradually turned red, and a drop of clear tears fell out of her eyes.

"Ye Xuan, our Witch clan is against you. If we don't kill you, how can we afford our dead people?"

The nine great zuwu roared angrily. The death of Dijiang made them angry and heartache. Their hatred for ye Xuan has risen to the extreme.

"Look."

Suddenly, Zhu Rong was surprised and pointed to the broken statue of Dijiang, which also made Houtu and others postpone their sadness and look at the broken statue of Dijiang.

"Pangu blood essence?"

"Pangu blood essence of Dijiang?"

When Hou Tu saw a drop of dark red blood floating in the statue of emperor Jiang, she was stunned first, and then came extremely excited laughter.

"I see. I see. Dijiang left his Pangu blood essence in his statue. Did he expect this disaster long ago?" Houtu said excitedly.

In fact, as early as when Dijiang and zhujiuyin returned to the witch family, they left their Pangu essence blood in their respective statues for fear that they might encounter accidents and let Pangu essence blood fall into Ye Xuan's hands.

But Dijiang didn't expect that he really died, and his Pangu blood essence became the last hope of the witch family.

"Come on, go to the temple of candle nine Yin."

Houtu seemed to think of something and hurriedly asked the nine great zuwu to go to the zuwu temple where Zhu Jiuyin was located. Although Houtu didn't want Zhu Jiuyin to be killed by Ye Xuan, at the moment, Emperor Jiang was dead, and Zhu Jiuyin should also be very dangerous, and what they could do was to stay in the zuwu temple and wait for the final result.

Pangu's blood essence must not be different, because this is the key to condense Pangu's real body and the last hope of the witch family.

……

Nameless mountain, in the mountainside.

Ye Xuan sat cross legged. His whole body showed a touch of silver light. The silver light was mysterious and profound, giving people a ethereal and flexible feeling, and making people feel like watching flowers in the fog.

Although the hidden power of space is extremely thin and difficult to detect, it really exists. At the moment, it is circulating around Ye Xuan.

A thousand years.

For a thousand years, ye Xuan refined for a thousand years, which made Dijiang's space magic completely his own.

Ye Xuan suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils turned silver white, just like ancient stars. He saw that the surrounding space collapsed inch by inch, and this terrible fluctuation spread in all directions, instantly turning his nameless mountain into nothing.

Every drop does not exist, and there is a vacuum in heaven and earth. This is the power of the power of space..

Hoo!

Ye Xuan sat in the space crack. He slowly spit out a mouthful of turbidity. The silver light around him is quietly dispersing, and the surrounding space cracks are gradually calming down until the world becomes clear again.

"Indeed!"

Ye Xuan sighed and looked disappointed.

He used the magic power of robbing immortals and swallowing Dijiang, and initially mastered the magic power of space, but the magic power is a magic power, which is not the power of space, but an embryonic form of the power of space.

Although there is only a difference between the two words, the gap is a world of difference.

The power of space can shuttle among the myriad worlds of the heavens, and can ignore any barrier of the boundary. The power of space is only the natural power of Dijiang, not even the fur of the power of space.

But ye Xuan was not too disappointed, because he had expected the result, because the only function of robbing immortals is to devour other people's gifted magic power. What he got from Dijiang is also space magic power, which is normal.

But ye Xuan is a little different from Dijiang. Instead of turning Dijiang's talent into his own, ye Xuan continuously refined it, refined it into a space seed and planted it in his body.

Because ye Xuan knows one thing very well. What he wants is not space magic power, but space power. Only by refining Dijiang's space magic power into a space seed can he cultivate real space power.

The seeds have been planted, but whether they can take root and germinate needs Ye Xuan to cultivate. As for how to cultivate the power of space, ye Xuan also has a vague direction.

However, what ye Xuan has to do now is not to study the power of space. He has more important things to do.

Candle nine Yin!

Yes, it's the candle nine Yin. He has just swallowed the talent and magic power of Dijiang. At the moment, the candle nine Yin has not been found. He wants to find the candle nine Yin at a very fast speed and swallow each other's time talent. This is the most important thing.

Buzz!

Ye Xuan pinched the formula with both hands, and the spirit guiding skill was rippling slightly, but the black paper crane did not appear. Obviously, the candle nine Yin refined the spirit guiding skill as early as this millennium.

"So it is."

Ye Xuan waved away the spirit drawing skill, and his face didn't show any disappointment, as if he had expected this result.

Ye Xuan's wisdom is so superior. How can he not imagine that the candle nine Yin has refined the spirit guiding skill?

After all, after a thousand years, candle nine Yin has this time, but ye Xuan naturally has his way.

"Change!"

Suddenly, ye Xuan pinched the formula with both hands and recognized that the whole was covered by the black fog. However, the black fog dispersed slowly in three breath time, and he turned into the shape of emperor Jiang, with a smile on his face..

Regardless of height or appearance, even the breath on his body, ye Xuan is the same as Dijiang, and there is no difference at all.

A silver light flickered around him, and the surrounding space was slightly disillusioned. At the moment, ye Xuan was the emperor river. Even if ye Xuan stood in front of the twelve ancient ancestors, they couldn't see ye Xuan's real body.

Devouring the natural power of Dijiang, ye Xuan naturally knows all the spatial methods of Dijiang and remembers how to connect with candle nine Yin.

Everything is in Ye Xuan's calculation. Although the spirit guiding skill has lost its function, he thought of this when he pursued and killed Dijiang. Fortunately, everything is under his control.

"Candle nine Yin, you're alone now. Do you think you can escape?"

Ye Xuan smiled darkly. He bent his fingers to pop up a silver light, directly tore the space and disappeared. Obviously, this is the way to contact candle Jiuyin, and he just had to wait for candle Jiuyin's reply.