Qingshui Town was under the jurisdiction of Qingyuan City, which was located on the south side of the Heavenly Wind Dynasty, three hundred kilometers away from the Holy Flame Sect.

Three hundred kilometers is not a short distance for ordinary people, but for a martial artist like Yang Qing, it is nothing.

By the time Yang Qing arrived in Qingshui Town, the sun in the west had quietly climbed the treetops, and Yang Qing chose an inn in the town to settle down temporarily.

According to the information provided in the waist card, the place where Hei Kui, the three leaders of the Black Iron Mercenary Group, recently appeared in Qingshui Town, and the reason why Hei Kui was wanted was that he destroyed the Yun family three days ago.

In this world of the jungle, although it is said that the strong is the truth, and revenge must be avenged, it is indeed disgusted to destroy people.

According to the information, Hei Kui's strength is in the psychic realm, and his hobby is to like to be nostalgic for the fireworks places of Qing/Lou.

Knowing Hei Kui's hobbies, it is not difficult to find Hei Kui, but the difficult thing is Hei Kui's background.

The Black Iron Mercenary Regiment is the top force in Qingyuan City, with a total of three leaders, and a total of more than 100 members under it, and all of them are warriors.

How dare ordinary people provoke them, even if they have the strength to deal with them, they will not be full, and they will do the stupid thing of killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, and over time, the Black Iron Mercenary Group will become an existence that no one dares to provoke in Qingyuan City.

In order to avoid the unnecessary trouble caused by the Black Iron Mercenary Group, it is best to find an opportunity to kill the Black Kui alone.

Yang Qing found that it was already late at night after learning some information about Hei Kui, so he put away his waist card and sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to run the evil god trick, at the moment when the evil god trick was running, Yang Qing's body was like a big disk, and in an instant, nearly ten times the aura was condensed and rushed into the body.

With that, Yang Qing's breath was slowly rising, and his temperament was quietly changing.

If growing from an ordinary person to a martial artist is a transformational growth, then breaking through the psychic realm from entering the spirit realm is a key turning point.

Because the martial artists who enter the spiritual realm only practice their physique, they do not transform the internal functions of the body much, but nothing more than the increase in strength and the ability to resist blows.

And compared with the martial artists of the psychic realm and the martial artists of the spiritual realm, there is a gap between the heavens and the earth.

The biggest difference is the ability to use Yuan Li to display martial arts skills, which is fatal in battles with people.

Speaking from his heart, Yang Qing thought that he was not Hei Kui's opponent, and wanted to kill Hei Kui of the Psychic Realm at the level of entering the Spirit Realm, to be honest, it was almost impossible to complete.

The watershed between the two realms alone was a hard wound, so before leaving the sect, Yang Qing used all the contribution points on his body in exchange for an auxiliary pill.

That's right, Yang Qing really wanted to use the Auxiliary Pill to break through the psychic realm again.

The aura on Yang Qing's body improved very quickly, and one hour of cultivating the Evil God Technique could be equivalent to ten hours of cultivation for others, and one day of cultivation could almost be worth half a month for ordinary people.

And Yang Qing stayed in the room for three and a half days, and in these three and a half days, his impetuous aura also calmed down, and he jumped to a new level, reaching the peak of the spiritual realm, and was only one step away from breaking through the spiritual realm.

As the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into Yang Qing's room, suddenly, Yang Qing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, had quietly changed, and a touch of crimson slowly appeared on his face.

As the aura on Yang Qing's body slowly climbed, the crimson on his face gradually deepened, from light red to bright red, and after a while, it turned to blood red, and finally to purple red.

At this moment, Yang Qing was like a demon god who came out of hell, the breath on his body burst out instantly, becoming violent, and the clothes on his body were suddenly torn at this moment, his muscles were beating gently, and the blood vessels and tendons were like worms, clinging to Yang Qing's body.

Although Yang Qing's attention at this time was all focused on the bottleneck, there had been earth-shattering waves in his heart.

Because Yang Qing knew very well that a breakthrough in the psychic realm would never bring such a terrifying movement, and the most fundamental reason for this scene was the ancient evil god record he was cultivating.

The Evil God Recipe is indeed a practice against the sky.

Yang Qing, who was in the inn, only knew that the aura condensed for him by the evil god was ten times that of the usual exercises, but he didn't know that at the moment when he was about to break through, the aura within a radius of one mile seemed to have been summoned by the gods, like a flood beast, and quickly converged towards Yang Qing's room.

And all this fell completely in the eyes of the bearded man on the roof of a house ten feet away, and a greedy gaze instantly burst out in his eyes.

"I didn't expect to be able to meet such a good thing. The black-faced man stared at Yang Qing's house and laughed loudly.

In his opinion, being able to gather the aura of heaven and earth for his own use is only possible with the spirit stone, and being able to condense such a strong aura, the level of this spirit stone is at least above the spirit product.

And the momentum that emanated from the room, it was obvious that the other party was at a critical moment of breaking through the psychic realm.

A martial artist who has just entered the psychic realm, he didn't take the other party in his eyes at all, and Qingshui Town is still his Heikui's territory, as long as he wants something, there is nothing he can't get in Qingshui Town.

Therefore, Hei Kui had an imperative attitude towards what Yang Qing had in his hands.

In Yang Qing's room, the aura on Yang Qing's body suddenly changed, and the aura above Yang Qing's head actually converged into a vortex of spiritual energy, and Yang Qing, who was below the vortex, seemed to be receiving empowerment from a powerful martial artist.

Suddenly, his closed eyes suddenly cracked, a light shot out from his eyes, and a handprint quickly formed between Yang Qing's ten fingers.

"Psychic realm, break it for me!"

A shout roared out from the bottom of Yang Qing's heart, and the aura gathered in Yang Qing's body also erupted at the same time with his handprint at this moment, and in an instant, a wave of qi swept away with Yang Qing as the core.

Rumble......

But in the blink of an eye, the neat room was destroyed and dilapidated by Yang Qing.

At this time, Yang Qing stood up from the bed, and the temperament on his body also changed dramatically with the improvement of Yang Qing's realm, and the muscles of his upper body also revealed a potential explosiveness.

If the spiritual realm is a mountain tiger, then the psychic realm is a dragon that transforms and soars for nine days.

Yang Qing looked at his hands, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile slightly, although this step was small, it was a good start.

Yang Qing believed that with the Immortal Evil God Record, he could completely cross the realm of the year, and he would go further on the road of cultivation.

Moreover, Yang Qing also desperately hoped that he would be able to break the catastrophe of this world as soon as possible and return to the divine realm to make up for the regrets of the year.

But in the next moment, the window suddenly cracked, sawdust flew everywhere, and a figure jumped in through the window.

The person who came was not tall, chubby, with a dark face, and a beard, looking at Yang Qing like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Yang Qing was slightly stunned by this sudden change, and then squinted his eyes and looked at the unkind man.

Yang Qing said and immediately argued: "Hei Kui, the three leaders of the Black Iron Mercenary Group!"