"Although this demonic skill is improved and cultivated quickly, it is too vicious, and it is extremely dangerous, no wonder it is strictly forbidden by various sects, if ...... There is a technique that can eliminate the resentment in the essence and blood of the martial artist, or the residual consciousness, then you can rest assured that you can absorb the true essence of others, how good it should be. ”

Wang Yi couldn't help but have some longing and yearning in his heart, but he also knew that this kind of thinking was just his own wishful thinking, and his spiritual consciousness was extremely mysterious.

After sorting out the clues, Wang Yi did not regret it and put his perception back into his body.

At this time, the power of the true yuan rushing in the body has gradually soothed, quietly flowing in the meridians, and after running for several weeks, it slowly turns into a mist of its own true yuan, which converges in the dantian.

Wang Yi breathed the true yuan in his body while slowly combing the resentment of the powerful martial artist when he was dying in that drop of essence and blood, this resentment was ferocious and tyrannical, if he kept it in his consciousness and left it alone, it would inevitably not affect him in the future, and it might even evolve into a demon in his heart, which would become a major calamity on his martial arts path.

The only solution is to gradually absorb those residual thoughts and make them part of your consciousness, just like absorbing those memories, even resentments, into your own memories.

In fact, this is also a helpless move, but, fortunately, this drop of essence blood contains not much information, if it is all the essence blood of that powerful martial artist, its amount of information is so large, Wang Yi is impossible to bear, rashly absorbed, it is not necessary to split personality.

"It seems that in the future, it is absolutely impossible to easily absorb the essence and blood of other martial artists!" Wang Yi sighed lightly in his heart.

The remnants of that powerful martial artist's thoughts were mixed and fragmented, some of which were about the sect he belonged to, and even some memories of his cultivation.

"Yin Corpse Sect, Dark Blood Envoy...... Xuanling Realm, Xuanzhen Period!"

Wang Yi sorted out this information and was suddenly shocked in his heart.

The Yin Corpse Sect is said to be the five-rank demon sect that unified the Fengnan region two thousand years ago, and later the powerful warriors who came from other domains joined forces to strangle and annihilate, but no one knows the reason.

And this martial artist is the Yin Corpse Sect's Immortal Blood Envoy, and his cultivation has actually reached the Xuan Ling Realm-Xuan Zhen Period.

At this moment, Wang Yi's chest was full of waves, although he had already seen a higher realm in his previous thoughts, but at this moment, after knowing the true cultivation of this powerful martial artist, his heart was already shaken, and the Xuanling Realm was simply a realm that could only be seen in ancient books.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is even a myth and legend, Wang Yi's Fire Spirit Sect is the highest sect master of the Fire Spirit Sect, and even a few Taishang Elders, the cultivation is only in the Yellow Spirit Realm - the Spirit Transformation Period, if you want to break through the Yellow Spirit Realm and enter the Xuan Ling Realm, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as difficult as ascending to the sky, since the establishment of the Fire Spirit Sect, it is said that the original ancestor master, the Fire Spirit Son has cultivated to reach the Xuan Ling Realm - the War Spirit Period, and there is still a whole realm from the Xuan Zhen Period.

As the saying goes, the difference in cultivation is like clouds and mud, and this difference is like a firefly and a bright moon, and the house sparrow and the phoenix are similar.

"It turns out that this person is the powerful martial artist of the Yin Corpse Sect who was destroyed two thousand years ago!" Wang Yi paused slightly, affirming the guess in his heart, since this person is the Yin Corpse Sect's Immortal Blood Envoy, his position should not be low, so will he have information about the Demon Dao Exercises in his residual thoughts.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi's heart suddenly moved.

Wang Yi is hungry for any information that can improve his strength, and he refuses to let go even the slightest.

After slowly combing through this information, after a full hour, Wang Yi opened his eyes, looking a little lonely, although this drop of essence blood contained information about the Yin Corpse Sect exercises, and there were a lot of them, most of them were incomplete.

There is the "Yin Corpse Puppet Technique" that refines the corpse into its own puppet, refining the Great Perfection, and the Yin Corpse Puppet can even become an incarnation outside the body, and it is omnipotent in heaven and earth. There is also "Yin Corpse Practicing Physical Exercises", but Wang Yi has practiced "Heavenly Demon Blood Evil Technique", and then looking at this "Yin Corpse Practicing Physical Skills", it is like a child playing at home.

Just when Wang Yi was a little excited, suddenly, in the depths of that residual thought, a resentment suddenly broke out, rushing straight to the sea of Wang Yi's consciousness, thanks to Wang Yi did not relax and stabilized his mind, this resentment was resolved, otherwise, it is likely to be eroded by this resentment, and even the sea of consciousness will be damaged.

"It turns out that this resentment is hidden so deeply!"

Just when Wang Yi was a little annoyed, his eyes suddenly shrank.

It turned out that the monstrous resentment of this powerful martial artist when he was dying was about an exercise called "Evil King Blood Refining Curse", and his stubbornness towards this exercise was so strong that it turned into resentment and did not disperse for thousands of years.

“...... With the essence blood of others, turned into a blood seal, it is a blood pattern spell, this spell can seal the consciousness, can also turn the soul, the blood pattern is superimposed, layer by layer, the blood curse of the evil king, and finally becomes the avenue ......"

Reading this, cold sweat was dripping on Wang Yi's forehead, and at this moment, he seemed to be undressed in winter, standing in the snow, his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body was stiff.

"Could it be that this "Evil King Blood Refining Curse" can seal the residual knowledge hidden in the essence blood of the martial artist, and even dissolve the remnant soul, and only use the true yuan contained in the essence blood to refine the blood pattern curse...... No wonder this powerful martial artist is so persistent in this exercise, if he can get it, it can be described as against the sky!"

Wang Yi had previously fantasized about whether there would be an exercise that could dissolve the consciousness of the martial artist in the essence and blood, and at this moment, when he learned that the "Evil King Blood Refining Curse" was like this, the horror was difficult to repeat, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and he was speechless for a long time.

"This "Evil King Blood Refining Mantra" is extremely important to me, if I can get this exercise, I will no longer be afraid of the remnants of the martial arts, or even the erosion of the remnant soul, just ......"

As Wang Yi completely absorbed the resentment in this drop of essence blood, he finally knew the whereabouts of the "Evil King Blood Refining Curse", this exercise was actually on the body of that beautiful woman, those demon sects besieged that woman, it was for this "Evil King Blood Refining Curse", after knowing all this, Wang Yi had to laugh helplessly.

The remnants of that drop of essence blood have been at least two thousand years ago, and that woman, even if she cultivates to a high level, should not be able to live for such a long time.

However, when she thinks of that beautiful figure, she has already died at this moment, and has dissipated in the long river of history, Wang Yi's heart will inexplicably feel weird, and she always feels that she is still living in this world.

Wang Yi shook his head, trying to put those unrealistic ideas behind, now it is not at all pondering, these unrealistic problems, no matter how good the "Evil King Blood Refining Curse" is, it is not something he can involve, the most important thing at the moment is to deal with the pursuit of the Gulin Zhengu family.

Thinking of this, the light in Wang Yi's eyes flashed, and the blood and evil qi of the three-layer true yuan of the Gathering Spirit Period and the Bone Condensation Stage rose to the sky, and in an instant, it shrouded the surrounding area of dozens of zhang, billowing black gas, as if the dragon was out of the sea, and the wind swept the clouds.

The bone condensation stage broke through to the middle level, and the blood and evil qi were more than doubled, shrouding dozens of zhang square, pitch black as ink, as if it was endless late night, and even the sun could not penetrate a single bit, and in it, he couldn't see his five fingers.

At this moment, the bone-piercing cold wind raging on the icy cold peak, when it met the vigorous blood exuded by Wang Yi, it was as if the gurgling stream was powerless to resist in the face of stormy waves, and in an instant, it dissipated, weak like a gentle evening breeze in an early summer night.

"The first recipe of the Heavenly Demon Blood Demon Secret Heavenly Demon Qi Technique!"

"Heavenly Demon Blood Evil Technique" cultivates to the middle level of the bone condensation stage, and you can cultivate the first Heavenly Demon Imperial Qi Technique, which is the magic spell that comes with "Heavenly Demon Blood Demon Secret Technique", which complements each other with blood evil qi, and is more convenient to use. At this moment, I saw that the bloody aura was like a black whirlwind, and in an instant, it passed over the Baizhang platform on the top of the Ice Cold Peak, and the place where Wang Yi was sitting before was already empty.

At the same time, the outer gate of the Fire Spirit Sect of Yuntianfang was outside the teleportation array.

"Senior brother, that miscellaneous disciple named Wang Yi has been in the Ice Cold Peak for two days, should we report to the elders and collect his body, if we keep it in that cold place and let the elders know, wouldn't it be to blame us. ”

The deacon disciple who was sitting on the ground on the side slowly opened his eyes, pursed his lips disdainfully, and said, "What's the hurry, that kid is killing himself, what does it have to do with us, wait for two more days, and it's not too late when our rotation is over." ”

Suddenly, a blast of wind burst out from the teleportation array behind them, and the two deacon disciples were caught off guard, their bodies were actually blown by the wind and stood unsteadily, and they hurriedly urged their whole body True Yuan to resist the wind.

When they came back to their senses and were about to see where the wind came from, in an instant, the wind disappeared again, as if it had never appeared, and only the robes that were still dancing remained, proving that what they had seen earlier was not an illusion.

"Senior brother...... Just now, it looks like someone went out just now!"

The young deacon disciple stared at the empty porch with a look of disbelief.

Another elderly deacon disciple looked horrified, but his throat twitched, and he couldn't say a word, and after a while, he said in a sneering voice: "Qi Linghua one, this must be an elder from the inner gate who has something important to come, let's not make extraneous branches." ”

"Qi Spiritual Transformation One, Spirit Transformation Period!" The young disciple almost bit his tongue in shock, looked back at the teleportation platform behind him, and hurriedly stood up straight, not daring to relax a little.

A stream of black gas with lightning speed, the moment it gushed out of Qionglou, it suddenly contracted, and a figure slowly walked out of the black gas, as if the big demon was in the world, with the moment when the figure completely broke away from the black gas, the black gas recoiled violently, like a dragon absorbing water, and quickly entered the person's body.

This person is thin, his face is cold, as if he is chopping with a knife and an axe, and his two eagle-like eyes are shining with dazzling brilliance, it is Wang Yi.

"This "Heavenly Demon Blood Evil Technique" first trick Heavenly Demon Imperial Qi Recipe is similar to the Juyuan system exercises, and the qi spirit transformation of the spiritual transformation period, but this qi is not the true yuan qi, but his own blood evil qi. ”

When the Juyuan system exercises are cultivated to the peak of the Yellow Spirit Sutra, that is, the spiritual transformation period, you can cultivate the magic spells, and the qi spirit will turn into one, reaching the point where the popularity is one, and there is no shadow and formlessness. And Wang Yi's practice of "Heavenly Demon Blood Evil Technique" was actually in the middle of the bone condensation stage, so he could urge such a magical power, how could he not be excited.

Wang Yi's joy in his heart at this moment was beyond words, and he learned the first magic spell of "Heavenly Demon Blood Evil Technique", Heavenly Demon Imperial Qi, for the upcoming sect task, he had a little more means to save his life, and launched the Heavenly Demon Imperial Qi Technique, and his popularity was one, and he could escape more than a hundred zhang in the blink of an eye, whether it was to escape, or to chase and kill the enemy, or to hide his body, it was extremely convenient.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi could clearly feel that the power of qi and blood gathered in his body was like magma flowing, as long as his mind moved, it would rush out like a volcanic eruption, setting off a sea of fire!

He couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, and he was even more deeply looking forward to this sect mission!