The gray-black mist was pervasive, obscuring the sky and the sun, as thick as substance, and the rotten dead wood and the smell of fishy smell were not visible to the eye.

Qin Yi only felt that his face was extremely itchy, he subconsciously reached out and scratched it, as if pulling the rotten silk, accompanied by severe pain, most of the flesh and blood on his face were torn off by him, and the dripping blood mixed with yellowish pus kept gushing out of his face, revealing miserable white bones.

At the same time, the gray-black mist was inhaled from the mouth and nose into the lungs, and a strange force eroded the meridians in the body, the dantian, all the true elements were devoured, and even the divine soul in the sea of consciousness felt a piercing pain like a pinprick in the sea.

"This ...... What's going on?"

Qin Yi looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, endured the severe pain, his voice trembled slightly, and a fear arose in his heart for no reason.

He began to realize that there was a high probability that there was an invisible corrosive poison in this mist, just like the corrupting ironmane wild, which could corrupt the flesh and blood, true essence, and soul of the monk!

"No, if there is no True Yuan, I'm afraid I will be like that iron-maned wild mane, and I will turn into a pool of blood in an instant!"

Qin Yi found that although this gray-black mist was extremely corrosive, only when it corroded the true element, there would be a trace of stagnation, and his only chance of survival was at that moment of stagnation!

In a panic, Qin Yi's heart was horizontal, he closed his six senses, meditated cross-legged, gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his body and soul, and silently operated the nameless spitting method that his eldest brother had transmitted back from Zhongzhou.

"Taishang Xuanqing, the husband is born from nothing, the hidden spirits are unpredictable, the gods are condensed in the void, the magic is ever-changing and there is no way......"

I have to say that this nameless magic technique is really strong, and in this gray-black mist that has no trace of aura and is full of corrosiveness, it can even transform some true yuan from the dantian. And while the magic recipe was working, Qin Yi felt that the pain of the poisonous mist acting on his body and soul had also been greatly relieved.

But it was only relief, Qin Yi only felt that his divine soul was becoming more and more illusory.

At this time, he can see the white bones everywhere on his body, and only with a trace of true yuan obtained by the method of spitting, he can keep the spiritual platform intact, but in the long run, he will inevitably be eroded by the poisonous mist and die.

"Do you mean...... Am I going to die here after all?"

Qin Yi's consciousness is getting weaker and weaker,

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Zhongzhou, Jingfu Academy

In a quiet and elegant secret room, a white-clothed monk wearing a Confucian crown and looking like an immortal was meditating cross-legged, sitting in the center of a black and white yin and yang magic circle.

When you look closely, this lilac spar is actually an amethyst chalcedony that can be used for Jindan monks to practice!

The white-clothed monk's face was cold and handsome, but if you look closely, you will find that between his eyebrows hidden under the coldness, he is actually three or four points similar to Qin Yi, but he has such an indifferent and empty fairy aura than Qin Yi.

He sat upright in the center of the magic circle, hundreds of amethyst chalcedony gathered, almost able to burst the majestic aura of ordinary Jindan monks, but he lightly transformed it into a step-breaking boost, opening up the meridians around his body along the true yuan, and running in his body according to a specific route.

"Okay, it is worthy of the innate Dao body, and practicing this great yin and yang recipe is really like a tiger with wings!"

Behind the white-clothed monk, a white mist suddenly rose, and in the blink of an eye, the white mist turned into an old Taoist priest with white beard and crane hair in his hand.

The old Taoist priest floated up to the white-clothed monk and asked with a smile, "How is it, can you reach the Three Realms of Slashing Dan?"

When the white-clothed monk heard this, he slowly opened his eyes, which were like stars and a sea, the sun and the moon were changing, unpredictable. As he spoke, the strange sight faded away.

He stood up and bowed respectfully, and said: "Thank you for the gift of the Dust Dao Chief, Feng has reached the three realms of the Cutting Pill, and it will be cast into a golden pill in a few days." ”

This white-clothed monk is Qin Yiyuan's eldest brother Qin Feng in Zhongzhou!

"Don't say such polite words, you and I just take what we need. ”

The old Taoist priest, who was called the head of the dust path by Qin Feng, stroked his chin and beard, and said with a smile: "Consolidate your cultivation well, presumably the Mandate of Heaven accumulated in the past five years is enough, and in three months, the old man will take you to the Chaos Ancient Land, and use the Mandate of Heaven to ingest the Chaos True Flame as the Great Dao Flame to break through the Golden Pill!"

Qin Feng understood. ”

The white-clothed monk bowed slightly, and just wanted to say something, but felt a sharp pain in his chest for no apparent reason.

He frowned, and after a little trick and calculation, his face changed suddenly, and then he made a brilliant effort between his fingers, and a simple scripture flew out. Although this ancient scripture is empty and there is no text, the mysterious and obscure gossip array depicted on it makes people dizzy and dizzy for a long time just by looking at it.

Seeing this, the head of the dust road was puzzled: "Why, what happened, I actually asked you to use the Taigong Yin Talisman?"

Qin Feng was silent, bit his fingers, and gently pressed on the obscure gossip array of the Taigong Yin Fu Xuanmy, the red blood condensed and did not disperse, accompanied by the majestic pale golden true yuan, which was immediately absorbed by the array.

For a while, the Bagua Array turned into a virtual shadow and came out of the book, rotating rapidly, countless complicated scriptures suddenly appeared, suspended in the air, and finally only a line of ancient seal characters remained.

"Come to the bump, the bumpy and the pillow, into the bump, don't use it!"

"It's not good, Eryi is in danger of his life!"

Qin Feng's complexion changed drastically.

He put away the Taigong Yin Talisman and said concisely: "Dao Chief, exchange a Nine-Rank Great Shifting Talisman for me, I'm going to save him!"

The Dust Daoist obviously also saw the hexagram, and reprimanded angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, how can you use the big transfer talisman when you kid says it?"

"Besides, once this trip goes, it almost spans the two major domains of Nanzhan and Zhongzhou, spanning thousands of miles, and the Mandate of Heaven consumed by exchanging the Nine Rank Great Shift Talisman is innumerable, even if you rescue your younger brother who is not successful, the Mandate of Heaven is insufficient, and you can't refine the Chaos True Flame, even if you cast the perfect golden pill, when you face the old thief of the Fifth Zhixue, you will definitely die!"

The Dust Dao Elder Soul Body was wandering, and he said angrily: "The old man is not allowed to take such a risk, if you insist on going your own way, you can take it yourself!"

Qin Feng smiled, his expression indifferent.

"It's just a little bit more expensive, what is it compared to my brother's life?"

"You ......"

The Dust Dao Leader pointed at Qin Feng's nose, so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that Qin Feng still insisted on his opinion, he had no choice but to throw out a dark purple talisman seal from his sleeve, and said angrily: "That's it, that's it, if you want to go, you can go, it's a big deal to wait for the old thief of the Fifth Zhixue to take you away and be reborn, and the old man will go to find the next host, and the province will be angry with you all day long!"

The dark purple talisman flew out from the long sleeves of the dust brushing road, and miraculously turned from virtual to real, but immediately after, a string of golden numbers that were invisible to ordinary people appeared above Qin Feng's head, and it dropped sharply.

Qin Feng bowed: "Thank you, Dao Chief, my body is still ......."

The chief of the dusty road said angrily: "Take the transfer charm, get out of here, the old man doesn't want to see you!"

Qin Feng took the purple talisman with a smile, knowing that the Dust Breeze Dao Master had agreed to take care of his body.

He slashed through the space node with a sword, and his divine soul came out of his body, attached to the rune paper, and stepped into the void, his steps were firm, and a bronze soul lamp beside him floated and swayed, guiding the way ahead.

"Eryi, don't be afraid, big brother is here to save you!"

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