A month later, Wang Yi casually took over a task to exterminate ghosts and left the Fan family directly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the wilderness, Wang Yi wiped out an eyeless ghost with a finger, and began to take out a jade slip to check the map and compare the directions, after a month of hard work, Wang Yi finally had enough confidence in the first stage of condensing the body of the Son of Heaven of Yama, and the reason why he appeared here was to collect the resources needed to condense the ghost body.

Compared to the latter two stages, the materials needed to condense the Yama ghost body are not uncommon, only a sufficiently pure ghost qi is needed, of course, it is not simple to say that it is actually not simple, according to the Huangquan Instrument Spirit, Wang Yi estimates that he has collected enough ghost qi to kill three thousand evil ghosts.

Three thousand is not a small number, and the evil ghost is not a cabbage on the side of the street, but thinking of the various wonders of the body of the Son of Yama, Wang Yi gritted his teeth and decided to continue cultivating, and in order to achieve this goal, Wang Yi specially consulted the map of the Fan family and found an ancient battlefield located at the junction of the ghost state and the Northern Underworld.

Whew, put away the jade slip, locked the direction, Wang Yi blessed himself with the Divine Technique, and his body was like electricity and hurried towards the ancient battlefield, I have to say that although this Divine Technique is ordinary, it can be won in a long time, and it is really good to use it to hurry.

Two days later, the weather-beaten Wang Yi came to the edge of the ancient battlefield.

As soon as he stepped into the bone battlefield, Wang Yi felt a killing aura that was different from other places, although it was ten o'clock at noon, the ancient battlefield was still cloudy and windy, and some scattered ghosts could be seen from time to time, and this was only the edge of the ancient battlefield.

Click, into the ancient battlefield, Wang Yi's body does not stop, continue to go deeper, here the ancient battlefield is the remnant of the Great War in the Middle Ages, although there are many ghosts, but because of its geographical location close to the ghost state, so it attracted many monks to catch ghosts here, and after a long time of capture, there are very few ghosts in the periphery of the ancient battlefield, even if there are occasionally a few evil ghosts, but it can not meet Wang Yi's requirements at all.

After going deep into the ancient battlefield for ten miles, Wang Yi's figure gradually slowed down, this place already belongs to the interior of the ancient battlefield, among which there are many ghosts, and there are often groups of ghosts wandering around, even with Wang Yi's strength, he does not dare to be careless.

Restraining his breath, Wang Yi began to observe the terrain, because he wanted to stay here for a long time, so Wang Yi first had to find a place for himself to settle down.

The interior of the ancient battlefield is not a flat river, but undulating between the hills, among which there are some dead wood and ghost trees dotted, adding a bit of gloomy, of course, in the interior of the ancient battlefield at most large and small pits, which are all left over from the Great War in the Middle Ages, and have not been smoothed out so far.

After some observation, Wang Yi finally chose a low hill as the location of his temporary cave, and the reason why Wang Yi chose this place is because there are relatively few ghosts around it, and it is easier to clean up.

Now that the place has been chosen, the next thing is simple, first use the Immortal Sword to open up a cave, and then use a set of array flags exchanged from Lian Shi to lay out a simple formation, and a temporary station will be completed.

Snort, with a sword slash, a demon died before he could react, and opened his mouth to swallow a wisp of pure ghost qi left behind after the evil ghost dissipated, Wang Yi's clean face flashed with vicissitudes, and in the blink of an eye, he had been in this ancient battlefield for a year.

Over the past year, Wang Yi has only done one thing every day, that is, to kill ghosts, as the so-called practice makes perfect, the same thing is done more, the more handy it is, at the beginning Wang Yi did not kill the ghost success rate was not high, often slipped away by some ghosts at the last moment, but later killed more, there are no ghosts escaped from Wang Yi's hands, they are rarely like the ghost just now, and they lost their lives before they could react.

Of course, a large part of Wang Yi's ability to do this is due to the Yama ghost body, although Wang Yi has not yet killed 3,000 ghost objects to condense a complete Yama ghost body, but he has been able to use some small means of the Yama ghost body, the most commonly used of which is the ghost clothes.

Turning the Yama ghost body that has not yet been completely condensed in the body into ghost clothes and draping it on his body can effectively cover his human flavor and reduce the induction of ghosts, which is a summary of Wang Yi's experience in killing ghosts for nearly a thousand.

Walking in the ancient battlefield, Wang Yi looked calm, the pace was not hurried or slow, there was a sense of calmness, the strange thing is that there were many wandering spirits whistling past him, and they ignored him, and this is the wonderful use of ghost clothes, under the cover of ghost clothes, in the eyes of those wandering spirits, Wang Yi and them are basically the same kind, the so-called ghost clothes night walk, but so.

Returning to his humble cave, Wang Yi thought about his plan, after a year's efforts, he has killed more than 800 evil ghosts, but although this number sounds like a lot, there is still a big gap from the number of 3,000, and the most important thing is that after Wang Yi's killing for a year, there are basically no evil ghosts around here.

If Wang Yi wants to complete his goal of three thousand slashes in the ancient battlefield, then there is only one place left for him, and that is the core area of the ancient battlefield, but there are not only dense ghosts there, but there are also many high-level evil ghosts, which is also a big challenge for Wang Yi.

The only thing to be thankful for is that this ancient battlefield has been cleaned by high-level monks, and there is no ghost king, otherwise judging from Wang Yi's desperate behavior of hunting and killing evil ghosts, he would have been crushed into ashes by the ghost king a long time ago.

Whew, taking a breath of light, looking at the core of the ancient battlefield from afar, Wang Yi opened his mouth and said:

"Senior, is your plan really reliable?"

There was a faint doubt in his words, and as Wang Yi's words fell, the figure of Huangquan Machine Spirit appeared beside Wang Yi.

"Boy, the ancestor can still deceive you, the core area of the ancient battlefield itself has some formation remains, you only need to follow my instructions to simply repair it to form a simplified version of the ghost refining array, and then use the Huangquan diagram as the core of the array, which is enough to refine all the ghosts inside. ”

Speaking of this, the Huangquan Instrument Spirit is full of confidence, but Wang Yi is undeniable, and the Huangquan Instrument Spirit seems to see Wang Yi's hesitation, glances at Wang Yi, and continues to speak:

"Boy, do you still want to kill them one by one? How long are you going to kill? Aren't you bored? Do you want to take the road of killing?"

Huangquan Qiling's words went to Wang Yi's heart, making Wang Yi fall into silence for a while, after a year of killing, Wang Yi has found that he is more and more thirsty for killing, and there is often a killing intent lingering in his heart, so it is not good for his cultivation for a long time, after all, he has no intention of comprehending the Killing Dao, and the most important thing is that the Killing Dao is not so easy to comprehend, Wang Yi suspects that if it goes on like this, the Killing Dao does not see a shadow, and he himself collapses first.

With making up his mind, his eyes drifted away, staring at the core of the ancient battlefield, and bursts of cold light flashed in Wang Yi's dark eyes.

"Okay, we'll do it tomorrow. ”

Categorically, there is no hesitation, and this is Wang Yi's style, as long as you make up your mind, then you will not look forward to the future.