Mo Xie closed his eyes and listened to the profound Dao Yin, the whole person was intoxicated by it, all the pain and troubles began to go away with the Dao Yin, and the hideous expression due to the severe pain gradually calmed down.

The body sitting cross-legged on the ground slowly stood up, and his hands unconsciously slid in the air, slowly and gently, like an old man doing tai chi.

Mo Xie didn't know why he did this, and he didn't know what the meaning of doing it was, he only knew that he was just doing it because he wanted to, and there was no reason for him.

Streams of dark energy that had not been used for a long time condensed on the hands, and I don't know how many pieces of furniture and daily necessities were broken along the way, and the shapes were scattered everywhere in a miserable shape.

made the originally neat and warm cell a mess at the moment, as if it had been robbed.

But Mo Xie didn't care, these things were just decorations in his life, things that could be bought with spirit stones.

Moreover, he was in no mood to pay attention to these things now, because all his attention was now focused on his hands and feet.

The steps under his feet are constantly changing with the movements of his hands, without deliberate guidance, but inadvertently moving closer to the direction of the steps, and the two are integrated with the strength of the mountain.

This was something that Mo Xie had never thought of, after all, it hadn't been long since he had comprehended it, and there were still many flaws, plus the power of the third tidal force of the mountain collapse force still didn't have any eyebrows, so he naturally didn't consider this aspect.

However, because of his unconscious actions today, there was an opportunity, which can be regarded as an unexpected gain.

But Mo Xie did not deliberately help, but continued to empty himself, allowing the two supernatural powers to run in independently.

Because deliberateness and autonomy are two different concepts, sometimes a person deliberately does something that often fails to achieve the desired effect, or it is a change in the middle of the car and overturns.

However, if you ignore it, it will be relatively safe, and it will also make the process more smooth, similar to the principle of natural flow.

The entire Dao bone was wrapped in the majestic medicinal power, and the golden light became brighter and brighter, as if the dirt on the surface had faded, making it impossible to look at it directly.

Like the sound of a musical instrument tinkling and dingdong, it kept sounding from the Dao bones, although it sounded very monotonous, but Mo Xie could hear the simple Dao truth in it.

Boom! Boom!

The invisible qi pressure shrouded the ink evil, and the majestic medicinal power in the body began to spread towards the meridian acupuncture points after refining the Dao bones.

The meridian acupuncture points of the ink evil have been broadened and tempered many times, and they have surpassed most of the monks, and it is difficult for its tenacity to improve again on the basis of the original.

However, at this moment, the meridian acupuncture points in the body were constantly washed by the strong medicinal power, which made the meridians be widened again, and the severe pain almost made Mo Xie almost faint.

Meanwhile.

A scorching sensation that surpassed the previous one also exploded in the body at this moment, extremely domineering and not giving Mo Xie any chance to react at all.

Mo Xie staggered forward a few steps, didn't know what he had kicked, and finally fell to the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to emerge from his smooth forehead, but in the blink of an eye, they were evaporated into water vapor.

"It's hot, it hurts!"

"Isn't the Cleansing Pill known for its gentleness, why do I feel this way after using it? ”

Mo Xie lay on the ground, like a meat maggot constantly wriggling on the ground, his face was extremely hideous, he only felt that his body had become a burning flesh and blood furnace, smelting his flesh and blood.

He kept thinking back to the records he had seen in ancient books about the Pulp Cleansing and Quenching Pill, as well as the whole process of swallowing it, trying to find the flaws and abnormalities in it.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Mo Xie didn't think of any clues, except for the part of refining Dao bones in the front that was still considered normal, the later parts had completely deviated from what was described in the ancient books.

It's just brutal and outrageous.

However, in terms of effect, it is still satisfactory to the ink evil, and the perennial devouring spirit root has already accumulated a considerable amount of foundation in his physical body, but this kind of essence is hidden in the flesh and blood, and it is not noticeable at ordinary times.

At the same time, the power of the ink evil to improve the flesh obtained in the Tower of the Dead is also adding more foundation on this basis in disguise.

In addition, now that he has used the best medicine in his body cultivation, the Purifying and Quenching Pill, as an introduction, the power that erupts from the sum of the three can be called terrifying.

So much so that with the current half-step spirit weapon realm of the ink evil, the physical body began to skyrocket unprecedentedly.

This is a speed that physical cultivation can never dream of, it can be said that it is only a short half-pillar of incense time, and the progress of the ink evil has already crossed ten years, even twenty years, and thirty years of penance in ordinary physical cultivation.

The majestic medicinal power poured into the heart, compared to the previous rough tempering, this time the tempering was extraordinarily gentle, of course, it was still very vigorous than the usual tempering.

Knock! Knock!

The sound of the heartbeat became more and more powerful, and it made a sound like a twilight drum, and a large amount of blood containing rich vitality was squeezed out and flowed into the body, replacing the original blood.

This also alleviated the flesh and blood that had been destroyed by the medicinal power, and new flesh began to grow, greatly improving both the recovery speed and the circulation of qi and blood.

"Hum ....."

Mo Xie snorted in pain, the waste blood in his body quickly evaporated, and a large amount of red steam emanated from the pores of his body, enveloping his whole person in it, and he couldn't see the situation in the blood mist clearly for a while, and the rich smell of blood also became extremely strong at this moment.

Hiss!

Along with the surrounding fragments of wooden furniture, they were corroded into a hornet's nest in the blink of an eye, making a piercing sound.

“.......”

In this case, Mo Xie's eyelids jumped, but it was not because he was afraid of the corrosive power of the blood mist, but he never expected that there would be so many impurities in his blood, and it would be so powerful.

Knock! Knock!

His heart was beating rapidly, and the speed of transformation in the ink demon's body began to increase dramatically, and at the same time, the pain was also rising exponentially, and in an instant, it reached the limit of what he could bear, and finally his eyes rolled and fainted.

Meanwhile.

Elder Chen and Emperor Xiaoqing also received the news of the Ink Evil at this time, and the two of them did not hesitate and began to secretly search for what the Ink Evil needed.

Two days later.

Elder Chen and Emperor Xiaoqing collected them all, and there were no obstacles or changes during the period, which could be regarded as smooth sailing.

Because of the convenience of Elder Chen's identity, the moment he received the news, he got up and went directly to the outer gate, secretly looking for more than a dozen outer disciples in the name of creation, and packed up and went to the black prison together.

And Emperor Xiaoqing's side is also going well, after all, the ink evil also entrusted him before, asking him to secretly cultivate some monks who can use the vitality of the earth, not so much the ink evil's request, but the ink evil to let the little green emperor honor the deal.

"Hey, isn't this the Little Green Emperor, what a coincidence, you also come to the Criminal Law Palace?"

In front of the black prison, Elder Chen and dozens of young monks just wanted to enter, when they bumped into Emperor Xiaoqing and the mighty monks behind him.

"It turned out to be Elder Chen, what a coincidence. Emperor Xiaoqing politely saluted Elder Chen.

At the same time, the monks on both sides were also looking at each other, but they didn't mean to come forward to talk, after all, the most taboo thing in the Afterlife Sect is to ask others for their purpose.

"Together?"

"Together!"

The two glanced at each other, and they both chuckled tacitly.

In fact, as early as when the Mo Evil and the Little Green Emperor joined forces, the Ink Evil had already informed Elder Chen of some of his plans, and asked Elder Chen to cooperate with the Little Green Emperor's side.

And Emperor Xiaoqing also knew about the relationship between Elder Chen and Mo Xie, but he was very puzzled, if it was when Mo Xie was still a disciple before, it would have been forgotten, after all, sooner or later, one day Mo Xie would become the sect master of the past life, and it was also a good choice to establish a good relationship in advance.

But now, what is his identity as an ink evil, and what is Elder Chen's identity?

As for remembering the old love, it's the same as a joke, the last thing the Afterlife Sect needs is the old love, and no one cares about the old love, that thing is the same as toilet paper, it will be lost when it is used up, who will use it after using it, and then pick it up and use it?

The people on both sides walked into the cold black prison, and there were no guards to stop them in the process, as if the gang in front of them did not exist in their eyes, and they didn't even look at it.

Elder Chen and Emperor Xiaoqing were quite familiar with this place, after all, they had been here many times, but the monks behind them were different, they had grown so big, it was the first time they had entered the legendary black prison, and everyone's expressions were very excited, as if they had seen a new world.

Nothing to say all the way.

Soon they were on the penultimate and seventeenth floor of the Black Cell.

But there was an eerie atmosphere in the hall, for as they passed through each floor, a variety of voices could be heard from each cell, from taunts, to scolding, and to pleading.

This floor became unusually quiet at some point, and even when they made defiant gestures and words in the cell, there was no sound in the cell.

Some of the do-gooders thought that there was no one in the cell, but they urged the supernatural powers to illuminate the cell, only to find that there were people inside, but they were all huddled in a corner, and from the shadows, the prisoners were trembling, as if they were afraid of something.

This group of monks was confused.

"Wait. ”

When approaching the underground entrance leading to the eighteenth floor, the little green emperor who was walking in front suddenly made a stop gesture, his face was very serious, and the monks behind stopped when they saw this, and they didn't understand why the little green emperor would suddenly let them stop.

But then they understood why.

I saw that there was an iron door in the dark place leading to the eighteenth floor of the black prison, and blood mist continued to float out from the cracks in the iron door, corroding the iron door with a crackling sound, and at the same time, there was a strong smell of blood, as if there was a ghost behind this door, which made people feel cold.