"There's definitely something wrong with this elixir!" Yuan Ming's face was pale, and he was quite puzzled in his heart.

He asked himself if he had respect for Elder Huhuo, and he had nothing to do with him except for submitting blood food in exchange for an antidote every month, let alone any conflict, why did he want to harm himself?

At this point, there is no point in thinking about it anymore.

Yuan Ming took a deep breath, closed his eyes and ran the Nine Yuan Technique with all his might, concentrating his mind and trying to fight against this restlessness from the depths of his heart.

Time passed little by little, and Yuan Ming's heart sank.

The backlash brought by the draping technique has not weakened in the slightest, and one wave after another is better than another, and there is a tendency to intensify.

Yuan Ming's white ape sat cross-legged on the ground, his cheeks became flushed, cold sweat continued to roll down his forehead, and his breathing was unusually heavy.

His fingertips had grown a little longer, and the ape hair on his body had grown a lot, scattered around his body in a mess, and most of his eyes had turned bloody, flashing with a beastly light, and the corners of his mouth were constantly dripping with salivation.

If he could see his own appearance at this moment, he would find that he was very similar to Hagon before.

The erosion and mutation in his body are not enough, and after resisting for so long, his mind has almost collapsed.

"Is it all in vain for so long to work? No! I'm not reconciled! Yuan Ming's expression was distorted, and he roared in a low voice.

Rumble!

An unusually powerful aura suddenly rose up, breaking through the defenses of the incense burner's hot gas, and striking him like a sledgehammer on his mind.

Yuan Ming's body shook violently, and the incense burner in his arms fell out and rolled several feet away.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly opened his eyes and got up, trying to pick up the incense burner.

All he could rely on now was the heat emitted by this mysterious incense burner, and the distance was far away, and the effect was greatly reduced.

With a "boom", a stronger evil intent suddenly surged in his heart, making his whole body blood boil, and his eyes were blood-red.

Without the help of the incense burner, the defense line that Yuan Ming had worked so hard to hold on to collapsed in an instant.

As soon as his brain "buzzed", the whole person collapsed to the ground, his hands and feet twitched, and the hair on his body squirmed as quickly as if it were alive, and became longer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His sanity was also infected by bloodthirsty thoughts, and the last shred of sobriety hastened to sink.

There was a soft sound, and a book fell out of his arms, which was the book of the Dark Moon Recipe given to him by the silver cat.

Yuan Ming's dim eyes flickered, and in a trance, the content of the Dark Moon Jue flashed in his heart word by word.

According to that book, in addition to having a strange soul cultivation method, cultivating the Dark Moon Technique also seems to have the effect of stabilizing the mind.

His mind moved, and he subconsciously followed the description of the Stygian Moon Technique.

The cultivation of the Stygian Moon Jue is difficult, he has spent more than half a month to cultivate only a little bit of the first layer, and he has not even mastered the so-called power of running the divine soul, but now facing the moment of life and death, his mind is not very clear, he can't take care of the details, and directly skipped the whole body, almost brutally trying to control the soul power, and many places directly rushed by.

Yuan Ming only felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if there were many knives stirring in it, the green tendons on his head jumped, his nostrils suddenly became hot, and two streams of blood flowed out.

I don't know if it was the Stygian Moon Trick that played a role, or the sharp pain in his mind stimulated him, the mania that emerged in his heart eased a little.

Yuan Ming only had one thought in his heart at the moment, and that was to continue to operate the Dark Moon Technique.

The next moment, the green tendons in the brain beat more violently, and not only the nostrils, but also the seven orifices began to flow blood.

Yuan Ming's brutality is not useless.

In the past, the range of sea awareness that he could see was very limited, but at this moment, this area was expanding rapidly, and he could already see nearly half of the sea of knowledge, and the range of snooping continued to expand.

After a few breaths, there was a muffled "boom", and a dazzling white light lit up in his mind, illuminating the entire range of Zhihai.

It was like an ocean, filled with streams of soul power, which was quite thin at the edges, and became richer the further towards the center, and at the very core, there was a faint humanoid phantom.

Unconsciously, he realized the key step of divine consciousness inward vision and contemplation of the sea of consciousness!

The next moment, Yuan Ming was shocked, and slowly opened his eyes, his face was blank at first, and after a long while, his eyes showed a bit of clarity.

But then, he thought of something again, and immediately closed his eyes, let go of his senses, and began to look inward.

"Isn't that...... Is that my soul? Yuan Ming looked curiously at the humanoid phantom standing in the sea of knowledge.

There is not only soul power in the sea of knowledge, but also a lot of dark red mist, which looks very similar to soul power, it should be the same type of thing, full of a sense of madness.

Yuan Ming thought about it for a while, and guessed that this blood-colored mist was most likely the bloodthirsty aura that caused the White Ape Hair Technique to backfire on itself.

The blood mist was eroding towards the deepest part of the Sea of Knowledge, and it had already infected most of the Sea of Knowledge, and everywhere he passed, his soul power was dyed with a trace of blood.

There is only a small area in the center of the entire sea of knowledge, which is barely maintaining its original appearance, but it has also begun to change color under the erosion of the blood mist in all directions.

Yuan Ming finally figured out the whole picture of the erosion of his sanity by the Draping Technique, and his mind moved, and he continued to operate the Dark Moon Technique.

After seeing through the entire sea of knowledge, his knowledge and understanding of the Dark Moon Jue also faintly rose to a higher level, and the operation of his soul power became more comfortable.

A sense of coolness emerged, as if pouring a clear spring into the long-dry land, and the consciousness of rapid sinking seemed to have grasped a piece of driftwood, and did not continue to fall.

"It worked!"

Yuan Ming was surprised and delighted in his heart, and while continuing to run the Dark Moon Jue with all his might, he forcibly picked up the incense burner and continued to hold it in his arms.

As the heat from the incense burner seeped in, his pressure was greatly eased, and the operation of the Stygian Moon Recipe was smoother.

The incense burner could already stabilize the mind, and with the Stygian Moon Jue taking the initiative to attack, the two cooperated with each other, and quickly suppressed the bloodthirsty killing thoughts, and the dark red mist in the sea of consciousness could not continue to erode it.

The bloodshot light in his eyes began to fade, and his rapidly mutating body stopped, then slowly recovered.

Half an hour later.

Yuan Ming changed into his previous appearance, and the white ape skin also changed back to its original state, snorted, fell off and fell to the ground.

He let out a sigh of relief, put away the incense burner, and picked up the book of the Dark Moon Formula, his face excited.

He didn't expect the Moon Trick to have such an effect, and he shouldn't have given up halfway before. Of course, if it weren't for this mistake, he would not have been able to make an inch.

Fortunately, it's not too late to start knowing.

Yuan Ming's eyebrows suddenly moved, and he thought of some possibility.

Combined with what had happened before, he unconsciously began to guess that the reason why his Hair Technique was becoming more and more aggravated might be related to the antidote pill given by Elder Huhuo every month, that is, Biluo Cave.

I'm afraid that last month, or even earlier, the antidote pill I took also contained something that caused the backlash of the Drape Technique, but I probably couldn't perceive it before, and I didn't think about it at all, but the process of comprehending the Dark Moon Technique some time ago invisibly improved my control of the divine sense, and thus discovered this clue.

The multi-use of the Fur Technique will make people fall into madness, and eventually become irrational people, which is why the requirement of a thousand pieces of blood food does not seem to be high, but few Fur Beast Slaves can succeed, so why is the purpose of Elder Huhuo to speed up this process through the monthly antidote pill?

Whether it was his personal actions or the intentions of the Biluo Cave Sect, if it was the latter, it would mean that all the furry beast slaves were going through all of this, because everyone had to get the antidote through someone like Elder Huhuo every month.

Thinking of this, Yuan Ming couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

And that mysterious silver cat probably saw the problem a long time ago, so he gave him this book of the Dark Moon Formula?

Yuan Ming's face was cloudy, today's events were full of twists and turns, the regular "antidote" of Biluo Cave, the mysterious silver cat, everything was beyond his ability.

"Strength! You must improve your strength as soon as possible, otherwise you may not know how to die. He clenched his fists.

At this moment, a blue light flashed, and the big stone of the cave door was cut in half, and it fell down with a bang, splashing a large cloud of dust.

Yuan Ming stood up suddenly, pinched the trick and performed the draping technique, instantly turning into the form of a white ape.

The dust outside the door slowly drifted away, revealing three figures.

The first two turned out to be Kuntu and Elder Huhuo, and there was a person standing behind Kuntu, but it was a woman in red who was blind in one eye, and her expression was quite indifferent, as if she was Kuntu's follower.

"Kuntu! Elder Flame! Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Kun Tu stepped up with his right foot, as if he was about to enter the hole, and saw Yuan Ming standing there with a stunned expression.

"Huhuo, didn't you say that there was ten times the spirit rhino incense in the medicine, why is this Yuan Ming still so sober?" Kuntu turned to face Elder Huhuo.

"It's really strange, ten times the spirit rhino incense is enough to make it fall directly, or even die directly." Elder Huhuo was also surprised.

The two did not shy away from the conversation, and they didn't take Yuan Ming as the same thing at all.

"It's all the work of the two of you! Yuan is just an ordinary furry beast slave, why do the two of you want to target me so much? Yuan Ming heard the conversation between the two, and he did speculate in confidence, and Han asked.

"I'm not interested in explaining, you can be a fool." Kuntu sneered, and a ball of blue light lit up in his right hand.

"It's because of Chen Wan." Yuan Ming said suddenly, his tone affirmative.

When Kuntu heard this, his expression stiffened slightly.

Yuan Ming judged from Kun Tu's expression that he had guessed correctly, he just saved Chen Wan that day, and he didn't mean to go against Kun Tu, the status gap between the two sides was there, how could he be bored.

It's just that I didn't expect Kuntu to be so narrow-minded, and because of such a trivial matter, he would have to kill himself.

"Since you guessed, I'll let you die to understand, my identity is no longer what it used to be, although that incident is just a small matter, but I won't leave any trouble for my future, so you must die here today, before meddling in the next life, remember to keep your eyes open!" Kun Tu's eyes were cold, and before his words fell, his hands pinched together.

Two wide cyan wind blades shot out of his hands, whining straight towards Yuan Ming, a circle larger than the wind blade emitted by the green wolf mount that day, and the speed was also faster.