Returning to his residence, the blood steel potion had almost reacted, half of it was used to invade the body, and half was used to take it internally, and Qin Liang began his one-day cultivation journey.

In the evening, Qin Liang extracted all the materials mailed by Luo Zhiwen and put them away.

Seeing that it was already eleven o'clock at night, Qin Liang washed up and went to bed to get ready for bed.

Thinking of the eye he saw in the Qi family's villa, Qin Liang couldn't help but slowly frown.

"That eye always feels a little familiar, and it seems hostile to it." Qin Liang slowly closed his eyes.

In the darkness of an instant, Qin Liang stood on top of an ocean.

This is Qin Liang's spiritual sea, but Qin Liang is extremely unfamiliar with this spiritual sea. Because the spiritual power he could use in this spiritual sea was just a cloud the size of a basin. This is the product of the condensation of his spiritual power, and the boundless ocean below is formed by the Prayer of the Dead, which has nothing to do with him.

Standing on the huge ocean below, there were four scriptures floating in front of Qin Liang, which were mourning, sacrifice, judgment and calling, which were the four most basic scriptures of the prayer for the dead, and they were also the scriptures in the mourning for the dead that Qin Liang could access now. And what Qin Liang just said that it was hostile to it was referring to the Judgment Scripture.

This was the first time that the Judgment Scripture had shown hostility towards something, and neither the Judgment Rune had reacted in the face of the evil spirits and necromancy summoned by Qin Liang before, nor the Judgment Rune of Kato, an undead master who had embarked on an evil path.

"What kind of eye is that eye, which actually makes the judgment scriptures react." Qin Liang couldn't help but show a contemplative look.

After half a ring, Qin Liang shook his head and no longer looked like this question, and focused on a light cluster next to the four scriptures. This light cluster was bounced into the Sea of Qin Liangzhi by the Necromantic Warrior before returning to the abyss. Qin Liang has been busy since he woke up, so he hasn't had time to see what it is.

"I don't know what that necromancy means, but he gave this to me." Looking at this memory, Qin Liang had a puzzled look on his face.

This is the memory of Bedo, a boxer, who practiced the smashing fist technique, which clearly records how Bedo practiced the smashing fist technique. And when using the smashing fist method, what kind of route the power in the body walks.

The memory of a master boxer practicing boxing is incomparably precious, not to mention that this is still a martial art. However, this is also relative to ordinary people, and the necromancer obviously doesn't look down on this. But although the necromancer couldn't look down on it, Qin Liang wouldn't be naïve enough to think that it was because the necromancer couldn't look down on this memory, so he threw it at him. If the Necrons were so willing to help people, they wouldn't have been banished.

Therefore, Qin Liang was very puzzled by the necromantic warriors in order to give himself this memory.

"There should be no problem with the memory itself." Flipping through this memory like flipping through a book, Qin Liang nodded.

Although he had always taken the route of an undead master before, he had not studied martial arts much. But he doesn't know boxing but he understands the soul, and he has done such a memory stripping. He can still tell whether this memory has been tampered with.

Check it, no problem, Qin Liang flipped through this group of memories from beginning to end again. But this time it's much slower, and sometimes I have to stop and think about it very seriously. Obviously, Qin Liang was ready to learn this smashing fist martial art.

His Seiko on the soul can be said to be endless, but the martial arts skills of the warriors are poor and white, so since there are those who are sent to the door, and the level is not low, there are also master-level boxers who naturally can't let go.

Just as Qin Liang was immersed in the memory of smashing the fist technique, a breeze blew the bonsai on the balcony. A few void figures followed the breeze and came to Qin Liang's bedroom. These phantoms all have resentment on their bodies, one of them is particularly vicious, his hands are like sharp claws, his nails are very long and flashing with blood, this is a powerful ghost whose strength is one level higher than that of the geismus.

These phantoms entered Qin Liang's bedroom all the time, although the temperature in the bedroom did not change, but the goosebumps on people's skin were particularly gloomy.

Swish!

A few phantoms floated into the bedroom and saw Qin Liang lying on the boat showing a sinister smile, and at the same time pounced on Qin Liang's body.

Airplanes......

An invisible ripple of spiritual power rippled around, as if Qin Liang, who was asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. Seeing the ghost figure that was pushed away and pounced on by his spiritual power, Qin Liang did not have the slightest fear on his face, but instead had a hint of a smile.

"I was thinking about how to find you again to figure out some things, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door by yourself, since you came, don't leave any of them." Qin Liang's eyes flashed with scorching essence, and his body bounced up from the bed and grabbed directly towards his nearest geist.

Seeing Qin Liang grabbing at him, a wandering spirit, with a mocking smile on his face, the ghost could pounce on the person's body and call it possessed. But man cannot catch the ghost, because the ghost is a spirit body, and it is not a physical object.

"Silly B, my brain is clogged with mud after being dead for so many years." Seeing that this wandering spirit did not dodge or evade, Qin Liang showed a sneer on his face. He was just able to shake them away with his spiritual power, which proved that Qin Liang had a way to touch them, but this geist didn't dodge or dodge standing still for Qin Liang to grasp, wasn't there a problem with his brain?

Grabbing the spirit, a whirlpool directly appeared in Qin Liang's palm. Before the spirit with a sneer on its face could react, its body turned into a stream of air that was absorbed by the whirlpool, turning into a gray bead the size of a grain of rice in Qin Liang's palm.

Grabbing several other geists in the same way, Qin Liang stared at the only remaining ghost in front of him, and with a movement of his fingers, he pinched all the beads that had been condensed just now into powder.

"You seem to be a necromancer, but why can't I feel death from you?" The ghost looked at Qin Liang and actually opened his mouth to speak. Its body is also much more condensed than the few geistes just now, and its facial features can basically be distinguished.

"Who told you that the necromancer has to be yin?" A smile appeared on Qin Liang's face and he said, "You are the master of that wandering soul during the day today, right?" ”

"You're a little smart." The ghost laughed, but the whisper was very harsh, a bit like the crow cry in the night graveyard was disgusting.

"What are you looking for me? We don't seem to know each other, and we have no enmity in the distant future, and no resentment in the near future. ”

"There was no hatred before, but now there is. Your appearance makes me exposed, do you say this is called no resentment these days? ”

"And what do you want to do?" Qin Liang shrugged.

"I like to drain the soul of the person who has offended me and torture him day and night, so that he will regret the mistakes he has committed." The ghost hunter said gloomily.

"To offend you is to make a mistake?" Qin Liang had a very surprised look on his face.

"I think so, that is."

"Originally, I thought that your strength was higher, and I thought that your brain should be normal. I didn't expect it to be a guy with no brains. Qin Liang shook his head speechlessly.

"I hope you'll be able to say something like that when you drain your soul and burn it on the fire of the ghost."

"I don't know where you got your confidence and pride." Qin Liang pursed his lips, his spiritual power turned into a sharp sword, and slashed directly towards the ghost.

Bite!

The ghost stretched out his ghost claw to block, and the spiritual power sword and the ghost claw collided and sparks burst out, making a sound like a spiritual collision.

"Boy, I suddenly changed my mind, and it doesn't seem a bit fun to torture the soul that has been drained. Wouldn't it be more interesting to make you a puppet and have you kill your parents and friends? The demon grinned.

"It's quite interesting, if I catch your body, I decided to try it on you, and I'm pretty good at refining dark puppets." Qin Liang had a smile on his face, but the temperature in the room was even colder than in the ice cellar, and it was obvious that Qin Liang was furious.

He was an orphan in his last life, and he cherished his family and friends in this life. This is his reverse scale, who moves, who dies.

"Angry? I smell your anger, and it's intoxicating. The ghost took a deep breath and had an intoxicated look on his face.

"Really? I think this would feel better. Qin Liang's body moved, and he rushed towards the powerful ghost and slapped it with one palm.

Facing Qin Liang's attack, the ghost sneered and met the ghost claw.

"Ah......h

The ghost let out a miserable cry, only to see that the ghost claw that it collided with Qin Liang burned violently, and the flames burned all the way up along the ghost claw, instantly igniting his whole body.

"What is the name of the ghost in the middle of the night, disturbing people's dreams is a big sin." Qin Liang's palm moved, a soundproof note burned, and the sound in the room was restrained in the room and could not be leaked.

Airplanes......

The fierce ghosts who were screaming by the burning flames of the undead instantly shrank together, and one eye appeared in the room and slowly opened to look at Qin Liang, and an evil aura rushed towards him.

"It's another trick." Qin Liang sneered, and the undead flame directly circled the evil eye.

During the day, Qin Liang seemed to be very jealous of this evil eye, but in fact, it was pretended, he couldn't use the undead flame in front of Qi Junzhen, right?

"You ......" felt the scorching flames of the undead, and the blood light on the evil eye flickered to block the flames, and a cold voice came from the evil eye.

"I'd like to see what you are." Qin Liang snorted coldly, and shook his hands at the evil eye suddenly, and the evil eye was pulled by the undead flame and flew into Qin Liang's hands,

The outer layer of the Evil Eye was instantly burned to ashes by the undead flames, revealing a glittering rune inside. This rune seems to be composed of countless evil eyes, so many eyes put together, none of them are symmetrical, they are all weird that one eye can't say.

"MONOCULUS Tyrant!" Seeing this rune, Qin Liang finally remembered where his familiar feeling for this evil eye came from.

I've been a little busy these two days, so today is also a chapter, and I'll take the time to make up for it.