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"Hold the yuan and keep one, have the aura of heaven and earth, condense the heaven and the earth, and transform the essence of the origin...... Those who condense evil, concentrate on the mind, pass through the chaotic evil spirit, and get the ......"

The entire exercise of "Condensation Recipe" is presented word for word in Mo Wangchen's mind. Reading silently over and over again, Mo Wangchen's heart became clear at this moment.

"Whirring ......"

As Mo Wuchen ran the "Condensation Technique", a pale yellow brilliance lit up around his body, and the gray Yin Dragon Evil Qi enveloped him, gathering around him, becoming very rich, almost liquefied!

The pores of Mo Wangchen's body opened and closed at a very rhythmic frequency, slowly absorbing those gray yin dragon evil qi into his body. Because Mo Wuchen had already refined a trace of Yin Dragon Evil Qi before, he dared to absorb so much evil Qi into his body at one time.

The Yin Dragon Evil Qi that entered Mo Forgetchen's body became very docile under the control of the "Condensation Technique", and there was a feeling of driving it like an arm. However, after two or three weeks, those Yin Dragon Evil Qi were compressed into small droplets of dark blue liquid floating in his meridians!

One drop...... Two drops ...... Ten drops!

Watching drops of liquefied Yin Dragon Evil Qi take shape, Mo Wangchen's heart felt a sense of accomplishment. When the dark blue droplets reached the number of ten drops, Mo Wangchen suddenly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is the first step of condensing the corpse, and the condensation is almost complete!

I saw that Mo Wuchen's mouth opened slightly, and blue droplets of Yin Dragon Evil Qi flew out of his throat like beads! Ten drops of liquid beads were strung together in a line, quietly suspended in Mo Wuchen's chest.

Mo Wuchen stretched out his left palm again and squeezed the ten liquid beads into his palm. That's when a magical scene happened!

Ten dark blue liquid beads of evil qi slowly fused into one, turning into a large liquid bead! And that large liquid bead was like plasticine in Mo Wuchen's hands, and it was pinched into the shape of a villain in a single breath.

"One breath, all evils are one!"

"Whew...... Whew......"

A small whirlwind suddenly blew in the center of the cavern, and the gray aura swirled violently. And at the center of this whirlwind is the little man made of large liquid beads. As soon as Mo Wuchen's words fell, the villain suddenly opened his mouth, like a whale sucking a long wave, frantically absorbing the yin dragon evil qi from the outside world.

Ma Jiulong looked at everything Mo Wuchen had done, a smile appeared on his face, and he said in his heart: "Although this kid usually looks cynical, he does have a lot of talent on the way to refining corpses!"

Mo Wuchen was refining his first zombie wholeheartedly, how could he guess what Ma Jiulong was thinking? There was a huge problem in front of him at the moment, his spiritual power had been somewhat exhausted! He didn't expect that refining corpses would consume so much spiritual power, even though his divine thoughts were comparable to those of a Heavenly Martial Monarch, but he only lasted for an hour!

In desperation, Mo Wuchen took out a soul pill from his storage bag and began to replenish his consumed spiritual power!

After another quarter of an hour or so, Mo Wuchen absorbed the second Soul Pill! At this time, the villain made of the droplets of evil qi had grown to more than half a person's height, and the small whirlwind centered on him still had no intention of weakening in the slightest!

Don't forget the fact that refining the corpse is a laborious and money-burning job! You must know that a thousand soul pills can be exchanged for a mid-level spiritual weapon, and when it is apportioned, one soul pill is worth thousands of taels of silver! Two were wasted at once, Mo Wuchen's heart hurts! I didn't feel anything when I watched Ma Jiulong refining the Yin Dragon Corpse Kui before, after all, it wasn't my own soul pill, but when it came to my own hands, it was like a knife cutting my heart, and my heart could drip blood!

However, Mo Wuchen is not a person who likes to give up halfway, this zombie has been refined halfway through, if he gives up, wouldn't he lose even more? Mo Wuchen gritted his teeth and absorbed the third soul pill.

At this time, the small hurricane spun a little faster. The limbs and facial features of the little zombie gradually became clearer.

When Ma Jiulong looked at the zombie's face, he was almost so angry that he vomited blood. Damn, this little slippery head of Mo Forgetchen actually made this zombie's face look like him!

Mo Wuchen glanced at it with his spare eyes, Ma Jiulong had turned into a pig's liver-colored face, and his psychology was slightly balanced.

Time flew by, and when Mo Wuchen absorbed the fifth soul pill, the zombie in the center of the hurricane finally became more than one person tall. At this time, Mo Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief and slowly finished his work.

"Damn, you kid has itchy skin, right! How dare you tease the master like this?" Ma Jiulong didn't wait for Mo Wuchen to rest, stepped forward, and pinched Mo Wuchen's right ear: "You said that you will refine the corpse, and you have to look like the master and me! And you have refined this kind of garbage, and you haven't even reached the level of white hair stiffness! It's really annoying to me!"

"Master...... Hurt...... ...... hurt" Don't forget the dust and scream in pain: "The first work, it is inevitable that there are some flaws......"

"If you go out with such a piece of garbage, my wisdom will be ruined......! That's it!" Ma Jiulong let go of Mo Wangchen's ears and let out a long sigh.

I saw that Ma Jiulong reluctantly forced a drop of essence blood from his eyebrows and dripped it into the mouth of the zombie refined by Mo Wangchen.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

After that zombie got Ma Jiulong's natal essence blood, his aura suddenly climbed steadily, and almost instantly advanced to a white-haired zombie, and the momentum of this aura growth has not stopped!

Under normal circumstances, a thousand years of white hair stiffness, ten thousand years of purple hair stiffness! The power of Ma Jiulong's one drop of natal essence blood is not enough to make a black hair stiff directly advance to a purple hair stiff, but it is estimated that it can also improve the appearance of two or three thousand years of cultivation!

At the same time, the white hair is stiff, and naturally the longer the cultivation time, the higher the combat effectiveness. If a thousand-year-old white-haired zombie has the combat power of a first-rank martial monarch, then a three-thousand-year-old white-haired zombie has the combat power of an extreme martial monarch!

You must know that the essence blood of a warrior is divided into two kinds, one is ordinary essence blood, and the other is natal essence blood! The general spirit weapon recognizes the master as long as it uses ordinary essence blood, and the ordinary essence blood is forced out by the index finger, and after consumption, it is constantly regenerated, but the natal essence blood is different! For a normal martial artist, this natal essence blood is very limited and precious, and if you use one drop, you will lose one drop, and after using it, you will lose the original source.