The true essence of a cultivator, whether it is martial cultivation or spiritual cultivation, comes from the aura of heaven and earth.

But it is more pure and condensed than the aura of heaven and earth, which is the essence of cultivators.

They beat Zhenyuan into Yun Yi's body, and Yun Yi seemed to be beaten up, but he got a big bargain. These true elements have no rules inside, they are easy to refine, and with a little transformation, they become nourishing medicine.

Cloud Wing's swollen body quickly subsided. The skin-flesh seems to be more tenacious after being tempered by the clan-level small ants.

It seems that this thing can continue, Yun Yi tasted the sweet fruit, and he was a little tired of it.

He returned to the stone yard, and when the high-ranking overseer saw that he still had the courage to come back, he was furious and gathered more than 200 sect-level subordinates to besiege him.

This time it lasted longer, nearly an hour and a half, and the two hundred ****** were repeated.

Yun Yi was beaten to the point that he was inhuman, and he fled again.

Everyone looked at his back and had the feeling of saying it. This person is too cheap, it's okay to be beaten here, this brain is too abnormal.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of such heartless characters in the Sunset Cemetery, and no one takes it seriously.

Yun Yi hid and refined all the newly acquired true elements. He raised his arm, and suddenly he felt no pain, as if he had been completely cured by the medicine.

Okay, great.

He really knew the marrow, so he simply changed to another stone yard and continued to be beaten. When the absorbed true element is almost done, find a place to refine and continue to nourish the skin and flesh deeply.

After being beaten for three days in a row, he felt that there was no hidden danger in his flesh and skin, and all the dark injuries he had received disappeared. He began to clean up the two men and a woman in the firewood room again.

They are high-level masters, and there are personal insights hidden in the true yuan of every shot. This is one level higher than the sect-level master.

The three of them had already heard of the name of this 'slut', and unceremoniously repaired him.

At this time, Yun Yi felt that their attack had less and less impact on him.

A few days ago, when their true yuan entered their bodies, they would bulge a big bag and rush around, but now it has no effect at all.

That's not enough.

He looked to the rest of the inn. In the firewood room lived the people at the bottom of the sunset cemetery, and higher than them was the shady place on the first floor.

Yun Yi wandered over and looked.

There are six households living on the south side of the first floor of the backyard of the inn, and four people live in each household.

More than twenty people should be enough.

He stepped forward, kicked through the first door, and shouted, "Get out of here." ”

After kicking the first one, he kicked the second one again, and all the six households on the south side were offended.

The door sounded one after another, and men and women of different appearances rushed out of the room in a rage.

There are no good people in the Sunset Cemetery, and all of them are grumpy. They don't reason with anyone, they only use their fists to talk about things.

More than 20 people surrounded Yun Yi, up and down their hands, and beat Yun Yi stinkingly.

Yun Yi escaped desperately in embarrassment.

There are more than twenty high-level masters, and their combined efforts can almost tear down a mountain. But Yun Yi was stunned and carried it down.

There was a bulging bowl of a large bag on his body, and a basin-sized piece bulging there. Blood vessels, meridians, and green tendons pop up from time to time, looking extremely miserable, and it is simply worse than death.

Yun Yi almost fainted in pain. There are more than 20 kinds of rules, rushing around the body. Even the legs, which have been tempered very tough, have bursts of soreness.

It's a bit of a stretch.

Yun Yi is now no longer a simple pain all over his body, but a soreness, numbness, swelling and pain, which strikes together.

For two whole days, he did not move a single bit, and he always tensed his nerves. As night fell, he had finally polished, refined, and absorbed all the foreign true elements.

He couldn't stand up either. His legs were so sore that his arms were even more unbearable, and he couldn't exert any strength.

At this time, if someone launches a sneak attack on him...... Well?

Yun Yi looked behind him, and three people appeared not far away, the two men and one woman in the firewood room. They walked slowly with smiling eyes.

Yun Yi couldn't help but be happy when he saw them. Do these three idiots really think I don't have the ability to fight back?

The three of them came to Yun Yi and looked at him with a wicked smile.

Yun Yi raised his head, pretended to be panicked, and asked in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do?"

"It's been a long time since I've eaten meat. Looking at your thin skin and tender meat, I want to take a bite. I couldn't beat you before, now, quack. The woman smiled, and Yun Yi truly felt the horror of the devil.

You're too ugly, and if you don't kill me, you'll scare me to death.

"I advise you not to be delusional, I have the ability to fight back. Yun Yi solemnly warned.

The three of them glanced at each other, stopped talking nonsense with him, and pounced fiercely.

Yun Yi is indeed unable to move his whole body, but it does not mean that he has no cultivation. Cloud walking is not just about legs.

The aura of the five elements gushed out of the acupoint and gathered under Yun Yi's body, like a lotus platform holding him up, and as he walked, his figure disappeared from the spot.

The three of them rushed over but pounced into the air, only to find that Yun Yi was at their side.

"Do you still want to resist? The three of them pounced again.

Yun Yi didn't want to make trouble with them, it was too boring, and the scream erupted from the sea of knowledge, like a real wave, killing it with an overwhelming killing machine.

The three of them only felt that their eyebrows were cold, and they fell to the ground one after another. Their legs and feet shook twice, and they didn't move again.

Cloud Wing urged the Heavenly Demon Eye and swept over their bodies, only to see a shadow staggering to its feet.

Do you want to be resurrected?

Yun Yi's body shook and disappeared from the spot.

As soon as he left, a beautiful plain woman appeared. She looked at the three corpses and snorted coldly, "I knew you would die, but the old lady picked you up." ”

After she finished speaking, she looked around and frowned, how did the three of them die?

It could never be Qin Wanjin, he was just with me, and he didn't have this time. If you can easily kill them, you shouldn't be weak.

If you pick it, it feels ......

"Oh!" she pursed her lips, already intoxicated. In the entire sunset cemetery, there is no one else who can be so emotional, except for the True Yin Fairy.

Yun Yi returned to the firewood room, still sitting cross-legged. He unceremoniously summoned the three sect-level ghost soldiers.

He was beaten again, but he didn't fall, but the three who had done it to him sat on the ground in a wilted state, out of breath.

After refining their true element, Yun Yi lifted and retreated, feeling less pain. I still can't lift my arms.

He tilted his head in anticipation. Absorb some more true yuan tomorrow, and the injured flesh should be able to heal a lot.

When will he be able to generate energy? That's what he's most concerned about right now.

It is mentioned in "Shenlong Gang Jue" that when meat refining reaches the extreme, a pure power will appear in the skin and flesh, that is, Gangjin. There is no need for the assistance of aura, and a punch can achieve the effect of a full blow from a respected master.

Yun Yi knew that he didn't see any signs of Gang Jin now.

"Boy, your crisis is coming, think about what to do. Tang Rui's voice appeared in Yun Yi's mind very abruptly.

Where is my crisis...... Yun Yi saw it.

In the night, more than a dozen people came, dressed strangely, with either knives or swords in their hands, all fierce and vicious.

They should be Qin Wanjin's ghost soldiers, right? It's a bit of a problem. (To be continued.) )