Wrapping Xinya, those soul powers spontaneously integrated into Xinya's body, nourishing her soul body.

The huge Yin Qi condensed by a powerful ghost turned into pure energy, replenishing Xin Ya's previous consumption and pushing her to a higher level of evolution.

The sudden change not only surprised the old Taoist and foreign monks, but even Xin Ya herself was stunned for a while.

After a long time, a long time.

Feeling the existence of the yin qi that quietly cared for him and burned the last of his life to achieve himself, a touch of tenderness flashed in Xinya's eyes.

The next moment, gentleness was replaced by coldness.

The cold gaze swept over the old Taoist and foreign monks, and Xin Ya opened her mouth and sucked hard.

The yin qi and soul power that had originally spontaneously and slowly merged into her soul body were swallowed and fused by Xin Ya like a whale swallowing.

In a few breaths, the pure yin qi and soul power left by the burning of the last life of the demon were devoured by Xinya.

After devouring, Xinya felt that she had become stronger than ever, even if her injuries had not healed, she was a little stronger than when she had not been injured before.

Five fingers on his right hand, five blade-like nails grew from the fingertips, like a scythe stabbing at the foreign monk's heavenly spirit cover.

She was bullied so hard just now, and it was finally time for her to take revenge.

As for the fact that she came to the door herself, it was obviously her provocation first... Is it reasonable to reason with a terrible ghost?

has been in a crisis of life and death, and the evolution speed of the foreign monk is far faster than when he absorbs the aura of heaven and earth on his own on weekdays.

Now he felt a mortal crisis, and watched as Xinyan's sickle-like nails fell on the top of his head.

Monk Yang did not feel half a minute of fear because of the approach of death, but his whole body and soul were uncontrollably excited.

The excited body couldn't stop trembling, the pores of the excited whole body were dilated, every cell of the excitement was trembling, and every pore and every cell of the whole body were efficiently devouring the aura of heaven and earth.

It actually formed a vortex of aura around him.

Behind him, Lao Dao, who was originally struggling to get up from the ground and decisively turn around and prepare to run away, felt the abnormality behind him, raised his leg slightly, and gently put it down.

Subconsciously turned around, and saw this strange situation caused by the foreign monk.

Seeing that the whole body of the foreign monk was trembling, he saw the spiritual energy vortex caused by the foreign monk.

Lao Dao thought of Fang Cai's self.

Isn't that the same with your previous self?

Feeling the fatal crisis, the body couldn't stop trembling, every pore and every cell in the whole body were in a ball, and I kept trembling.

The strong desire to survive allows the cells to independently cooperate with the body to absorb the magical energy between heaven and earth, and the time of a few breaths makes them more than twice as strong.

This... This happened to the foreign monks?

Therefore, this foreign monk is really the same person as the poor Dao!

Monk Yang's physical fitness is much stronger than his old way, and if he gets stronger again...

Steady!

Hold your horses!

Don't be in a hurry!

Perhaps, we can turn the tables!

panicked in his heart, and forced himself to behave as steadily as an old dog.

Lao Dao comforted himself in his heart, and his feet moved back uncontrollably, struggling to move towards the door.

The abnormality caused by the foreign monk made Xin Ya stunned for a moment, and after a moment's stunned, the sickle-like nails were inserted into his heavenly spirit cover without hesitation.

Today has experienced too many accidents, and the current state of this foreign monk is obviously not a good thing for her.

In order to prevent a long night and a lot of dreams, it is naturally better to directly make a ruthless move and not give the other party a chance to turn the tables.

The killing intent in her heart increased, and the movements in Xin Ya's hands were a little faster.

Death was getting closer and closer, and the foreign monk struggled to get up, but because he was attacked by Duan Tianhua before, the yin and evil ghost qi invaded his body and he couldn't get up for a short time.

The scythe of death is getting closer and closer, smelling the smell of death, feeling the breath of death, and the body of the foreign monk is instinctively excited.

The more excited cells devoured the aura around them even faster, and even pumped the aura near the hospital into a vacuum of aura.

At home, feel the change in the aura here.

Su Chu, who was happy to help others, decisively helped Monk Yang, and gathered a large amount of spiritual energy around him for him to absorb.

With the addition of this foreign aid, every pore of the foreign monk's body was devouring the aura around him, and every cell was rapidly digesting and absorbing this aura in a trembling state.

With the appearance of this aura frenzy, the fall to the ground seemed to have lost all the sacred ascetic notes because of the lack of the master's urging, and once again a glimmer of light.

In the flickering light, the note seemed to have life, the rhythm of breathing.

In one exhale and one inhale, the absorption speed of the aura was even faster than the speed at which the pores of the foreign monk's whole body were devouring the aura.

While absorbing the aura and emitting a glimmer of light.

The ascetic note floated unprovoked, blocking Sinya's sickle-like claws in the middle of nowhere.

"Bang~"

"Click~"

The claws collided with the note, and the burst of energy shattered Xinya's direct inch by inch again.

And on that note, there were also cracks.

"Poof~"

A mouthful of black mixed blood spurted out of Xin Ya's mouth, and she raised her hand, wanting to make up for Monk Yang again.

But he felt that the soul power he had just devoured was showing signs of being uncontrollable.

Hesitation was only for a moment, and he took a deep look at the old way that Monk Yang had retreated to the door, holding the doorknob and ready to run away.

With a thick hatred in her eyes, Xin Ya waved her hand, and the nail fragments launched a stormy attack on the foreign monk and Lao Dao like bullets.

The consequence of using her power was that Xin Ya spewed out a mouthful of mixed blood again, and her already pale face became even more pale with a somewhat transparent color.

Without hesitation, without even looking at the results, Xin Ya decisively turned around and fled the ward, flying into the distance.

That destination is the famous morgue of the Second Hospital.

If Duan Tianhua didn't have a soul scattered at this time, he would definitely tell her that the entire second courtyard could go anywhere, and she wouldn't run to the morgue even if she was killed.

However... It's a pity that Duan Tianhua has already lost her soul, so naturally no one will tell her this.

At the same time that the powerful ghost turned into Xin Ya left, the foreign monk who was shrouded in countless nail fragments like pear blossoms in the rainstorm also encountered a fatal crisis again.

In the midst of this crisis, the constantly devouring heaven and earth aura seemed to have reached a saturation point.

Then the excited trembling and cheering cells seemed to be tempted to dance on the scythe blade of the god of death, swaying with graceful dance steps.

At a certain point...

"Click~"

It was as if the shaking was too great, and the sound of twisting to the waist came.

There was no imaginary pain, but an indescribable refreshment spread from the soul.

At this critical moment of crisis, the closer death came to my heart, the more waves of Monk Yang broke the shackles of cell evolution and successfully completed the first stage of evolution.

At the same time...

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and all laws follow the heart! Pardon! ”

Lao Dao, who had not escaped the danger even after retreating to the door, recited his signature incantation in his mouth a moment before being swallowed by the raging storm of nail fragments.

"Bang~"

"Click~"

"Whoa~"

The sound of a body falling to the ground.

The sound of light bulbs and glass shattering.

The sound of broken glass falling to the ground.

A lot of chaotic voices rang out together.

"Click~"

The policeman's uncle, who heard the movement, finally noticed the abnormality in the ward, and when he opened the door, he saw a ward that looked like it had just been crossed by a tornado, and an old Taoist and foreign monk who fainted in front of the bed and was lying at the door.

A pair of difficult brothers!

"This..."

The two little policemen who were honored to be honored as uncles at a young age glanced at each other, and they both saw it from each other's faces... A bewildered face!

What happened?

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