In the quiet room, Wu Ming sat cross-legged, his face was calm, his eyes were closed, and with a slight sneer in his body, the corners of Wu Ming's mouth opened slightly and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his eyes with joy also slowly opened.

"Quenching the body is the eighth order. Wu Ming shook his hands, feeling the new power in them, and the corners of his mouth curved, "It seems that actual combat is the fastest way to cultivate." ”

With the medicinal materials sent by Lin Feng, his injuries were much better, and the battle with Han Tian almost exhausted his true qi, although he defeated it with the merit of jade, but his blow could only be used once, and this blow also made his true qi almost exhausted.

The cold ice snake in the jade is the ten thousand snake extreme cold essence that Wu Ming accidentally obtained when he helped his sister Wu Ling get rid of the cold yin poison of the ten thousand snakes, this ten thousand snake extreme cold essence was trapped in it by the jade, and felt the crisis of Wu Ming, so the jade released a small part of the cold essence energy, and easily defeated Han Tian, the ten thousand snake extreme cold essence is a five-grade cold essence, although it is only a small part, it is not something that Han Tian can resist when he has just entered the qi refining realm.

Han Tian's defeat could only be said that he was too anxious, he had just broken through to the Qi Refining Realm, and he was in a hurry to make a move before he had tempered his True Qi.

Strictly speaking, the true qi of the quenching realm is not considered true qi, but the quenching body opening pulse is the only remaining primitive true qi in the meridians, and only after reaching the qi refining realm and opening the qi vein, that is the real true qi.

Moreover, after a cultivator reaches the Qi Refining Realm, he can temper his true qi through cultivation exercises or elixirs or heaven and earth spiritual objects, and the tempered true qi will also obtain its attributes accordingly, the better the true qi tempering, the greater the power of the true qi, if Han Tian comes back after the tempering of the true qi, then the current result can be said separately.

The battle with Han Tian also made Wu Ming clearly realize his shortcomings, in addition to the huge gap in the True Qi Realm, there is also his Yuan Soul, although Wu Ming's Yuan Soul is already in the late Yuan Chu Realm, but his comprehension and use of the Yuan Soul only exists in the auxiliary, and he will not use the Yuan Soul to attack at all.

His only strength was not brought into play, which made him a little depressed, but the cultivation methods and attack methods of this Yuan Soul were extremely rare, and where did he look for it.

"Oh, how did I forget the "God and Demon Quenching Prison". Wu Ming patted his head and said with some annoyance.

Wu Ming nodded, immediately took a deep breath, his eyes slowly closed, sat quietly in front of the bed, his breathing was extremely steady, the whole person seemed to be integrated with the surroundings, only he could hear the sound of a smooth heartbeat.

In the sea of knowledge, Wu Mingyuan's soul sat on the lotus platform, his heart moved, and the text lines of the dense and strange gods and demons in front of him showed up.

The lines appeared, Wu Ming didn't stop, the Yuan Soul sensed it, and the text lines seemed to be perceived, and immediately a black light flashed, which sucked Wu Ming's Yuan Soul in, and the sudden outbreak of terrifying suction directly made the latter's scalp numb.

After a short period of dizziness, Wu Ming noticed that the surrounding scene began to change, some darkness was like an abyss, some blood red was like hell, some mountains and forests were like a fairyland, and some golden light was like the sun......

As the surrounding scene continued to change, Wu Ming's head also swelled a little, and finally the surrounding scene was frozen in the scene of the blood-red hell.

Wu Ming was also a little stunned when he suddenly appeared in this scene, and looked around, he was in a place that looked like a volcanic eruption, surrounded by churning magma, the whole space was terrifyingly hot, and there was an extremely pungent and heavy smell of blood.

This situation made Wu Ming wonder if this was hell, and what was flowing was not magma, but boiling blood.

"The gods and demons quench the soul of the prison and choose their souls, the Shura Blood Prison, the fourteenth ...... of Ah Nose"

"Demon blood flows, forge its blood soul, kill and drink blood......"

Wu Ming's Yuan Soul trembled slightly, seeing that this Yuan Soul Technique he said seemed to be extremely bloody and ferocious, but why did he choose it? Could it be because his Yuan Soul became a little reddish after eating the Soul Fragrance Fruit before?

It's only explained in this way, but no matter what you choose, it's a good thing to at least be able to raise the strength of its Yuan Soul.

"Demon blood flows, forge its blood soul......" Wu Mingyuan Soul nodded his chin, pointed to the demon blood that was boiling with blood bubbles on the side, and grinned, "Did you fall into it?"

The Yuan Soul felt the scorching temperature around him, and Wu Ming couldn't help but tremble a little, it took a lot of courage just to come here, let alone jump into this boiling demon blood and refine the Yuan Soul.

But fortunately, Wu Ming has a firm heart, in order to go to the Yunyang Sect, he must improve his strength, even if it is only a glimmer of opportunity, he will not give up.

"I can't care so much about it. ”

Wu Ming's face was tense, he forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and with a sharp grit of his teeth, the Yuan Soul flew out, directly to the sky above the demon blood.

"Bang!"

At the moment when the Yuan Soul was about to come into contact with the demon blood, Wu Ming's eyes went dark, and then, a terrifying pain came out from the sea of his consciousness at the moment when Wu Ming's Yuan Soul exploded.

It was only a moment of breath, and before he touched the demon blood, Wu Ming's primordial soul burst open with a bang and turned into a little soul.

In the Nosebleed Prison, there was a slight invisible fluctuation, and those scattered little souls gradually converged, forming a young man's appearance, which was Wu Ming's Yuan Soul, and his face was pale and bitter at this time.

The explosion at that moment, the terrible feeling of destruction, was so real that it made him feel chills in his heart, extremely terrifying.

"It's scary!"

Wu Ming's heart trembled violently, fortunately, he had a good quality in his heart, if other people were afraid of it, it would be enough to make people schizophrenic, and this may be the reason why this Nosebleed Prison Quenched Soul is terrifying, that is, it is reorganized and strengthened in the continuous destruction......

"This requires the primordial soul to be constantly thrown into the blood prison, constantly destroyed and reforged, and transformed into a powerful ....."

"According to what Fang just said, this Nosebleed Prison has fourteen layers, and there are only two floors here, and the remaining twelve layers should be in the last six layers of stone gates. ”

"And now the two layers of this Nosebleed Prison, I can't even touch the first layer and explode now, not to mention the back, this God and Demon Quenching Prison is really terrifying. ”

Wu Ming looked at the boiling demon blood below, the burning sensation and bloody smell that stinged the skin came to his face, and below it, he could vaguely see that there was a layer of blood-red demon blood underneath the demon blood, and it should be the second layer.

"Although it is a little scary, the effect is still very good, just by trying it, my spirit is faintly enhanced. ”

With a deep breath, Wu Ming's heart was ruthless, and the Yuan Soul flew over again.

"Bang ......"

As a result, it burst open again before it was touched, and the primordial souls turned into bits of souls, and then those primordial souls were condensed again, just like that, once, twice, three times......

When it was the twentieth time, Wu Ming felt that his Yuan Soul was a little tired, but there was a feeling of fullness, as if the parched land had been moistened by rain.

His primordial soul was constantly strengthening.

In the room, Wu Ming slowly opened his eyes, although his face was a little pale, but there was ecstasy in his dark eyes that was difficult to hide.

"Knock knock. ”

"Wu Shaoxia, Master Lin is invited. As there was a knock at the door, the butler's voice came from outside the door.

"Good. He stretched his waist and answered, and then followed the butler.