Those mosquitoes outside the Yun Ling Seal didn't know Wang Jing's methods, and they scrambled to continue flying inside, only worried that the prey would fly slowly and other mosquitoes would eat it clean. Wang Jing was very happy, and when the mosquitoes that came in approached and there were more of them, he shook the dream bell once and cleaned up the ground, so that dozens of times, more than a thousand spotted mosquitoes were left and entered Wang Jing's Heavenly Demon Ring.

In less than half a column of incense before and after this mosquito extermination, the dense fog covered the divine thoughts and the sound of the dream bell, and Li Da, who was ten miles away, was still on standby, not realizing that Wang Jing had fought a beautiful battle of annihilation.

Although the Dream Bell consumes less mana in a single time, it almost consumes most of Wang Jing's mana after dozens of times, and his divine thoughts are even more severe. If it is getting late today, the twilight is heavy, the pine waves are roaring, and the unknown danger makes people shudder. For the sake of his own safety, Wang Jing used the Heavenly Demon Ring to investigate, found a cave nearby, and quietly hid in it. This cave is unusually dry, it is the nest of the spotted mosquito, and now the owner is extinguished, Wang Jing is relieved to arrange a snail shelter array at the entrance of the cave, blocking the cold air of the night.

Wang Jing turned off the information of the qualification token, took out the futon from the Heavenly Demon Ring, sat down cross-legged, drank a sip of spirit wine, held two medium-grade spirit stones in his hand, and quickly recovered his mana.

"Sample, I want the master to explore the way to death, you are talking about love in the back, and now that the master is enjoying it, you can drink some cold wind to balance it, but it is bitter Senior Sister Gu Jingfang, well, make up for it next time we meet." ”

Wang Jing was recovering his mana while calculating.

"Where did Wang Jing, this kid die, why didn't he reply, could it be that he had been slaughtered by the Demon Dao monks?" The sky gradually darkened, and the cold wind became even colder under the night, making these foundation building period monks shiver. The direction muttered in his heart, but he thought about how to hide his selfishness.

"Senior Brother Fang, why don't we go and look for it, there is great strength in the number of people together. Gu Jingfang hadn't seen Wang Jing for a long time, and she was uneasy in her heart, so she softly persuaded the direction.

"Captain, the night is getting darker, the demon beasts are dispatching, the danger is greatly increasing, you can't ignore everyone's safety for the sake of a disciple. One of the closest attendants of the direction said coldly.

"You ......"

Gu Jingfang snorted angrily, and before she could speak, she was interrupted by the direction, "Everyone, now that the situation ahead is unknown, we will now be stationed on the spot, recall Li Da, who was in the center, and cultivate today, and then go to find Senior Brother Wang tomorrow." ”

When everyone fell into the valley, they opened their shields one after another, and each one breathed with his own thoughts.

After a stick of incense, Li Da returned and reported the signs before Wang Jing's disappearance. In fact, this kid was greedy for life and afraid of death, worried that the danger in front of him would harm him, and he fell far behind Wang Jing. When Wang Jing was fighting with the spotted mosquito, he only felt a slight mana fluctuation, and then he stopped, and after a while, the mana fluctuation disappeared, and Wang Jing also lost the contact signal, so he didn't dare to move forward alone.

A person is in a dilemma here, wandering around alone until he finds his way back, and naturally there is no useful information to feed back.

The vicissitudes of life, in the world of cultivating immortals, it is just a flick of a finger. In the middle of the night, several Jindan stage masters of the two realms of righteousness and demons fought near this place, and their mana was rushing like a sea, and the strong pressure was like a mountain. They fought and retreated, turning mountains into flat land, canyons into dangerous shoals, destroying countless forests, trees, birds, monsters, and beasts. The nine-person team in the direction was affected by the residual strength of the mana, and the shields were shattered like glass, one unlucky monk was killed on the spot, three were seriously injured, and several other people were damaged to varying degrees.

The mountain peak where Wang Jing was located was directly slapped into the black lake by mana, and it was thanks to the protection of the snail shelter array that he was not drowned. Wang Jing was affected by the residual strength of mana, and it took several somersaults in the cave to stabilize his body, and when he heard the overwhelming momentum outside, he was as small as an ant, and naturally hid deep in the cave and did not dare to go out.

In the Heavenly Demon Ring Perspective Mirror, not long after a few scarlet light spots disappeared, Wang Jingfang dared to release his divine thoughts to explore the surrounding environment, and it turned out that he was already in a black viscous liquid thousands of feet deep. If memory serves, this is probably the result of the inflow of the black lake outside the cave.

The water of the lake is obviously highly poisonous, and the snail shields that touch the lake water make a sizzling sound, and the spirit stones supporting the magic circle are rapidly consuming.

Wang Jing took a deep breath and felt that this viscous liquid contained pure demonic qi, which could just be inhaled into the golden sea for refining, and fed back to the dantian to improve his cultivation. He manipulated the array flag, let the shield open a small hole the size of the bowl, put in a few cubic meters of fishy black liquid, corroded the hole into a three-foot-deep puddle, and then closed the shield, and he sat in the puddle, silently refining.

The black liquid sticks to the body and is painful and itchy, like the bite of thousands of mosquitoes, which makes people feel painful. Wang Jing gritted his teeth and slowly poured the black liquid that seeped into the golden sea, allowing the golden sea to quickly refine into spiritual energy and compensate for the loss of the dantian. The aura kept repairing the body, and the liquid still kept seeping into the human tendons and veins, Wang Jing's body gradually became stronger, the scope of the golden sea gradually expanded, the tendons and veins became broader, and the mana that could be stored became more condensed and rich.

After three days and three nights, the black viscous liquid became extremely light, and it was no longer possible to refine mana from it. After Wang Jing dried the waste water with mana, he manipulated the array flag to fill the dry puddle with black viscous liquid again, and continued to refine it.

This time, the itching sensation was greatly reduced, and the refining speed was also greatly accelerated, but it was a pity that the mana effect produced by refining was weakened again and again. Two and a half years later, Wang Jing purified all the black viscous liquid that filled the lake into clean white water, doubled the capacity of his golden sea, and doubled the mana of his dantian, and unconsciously entered the peak of the early stage of foundation building, and his mana was comparable to the middle stage of foundation building.

In the past two and a half years, he did not hesitate to spend a large amount of elixir to refine the spirit pill, and fed a large number of Shura spiders and purple jade wasps, and achieved surprising achievements. The Shura Spider has advanced to the early stage of the second level, and its strength is comparable to that of the early stage of foundation building, and it will be able to take charge of the battle against the foundation building period monks in the future.

After the Purple Jade Bee Emperor advanced to a second-level demon insect, he had already laid eggs once during this period, and Wang Jing put these eggs into the soul control array to perform the blood-dripping ritual of recognizing the master, hatching thousands of purple jade wasps. These young and cute purple jade wasps have a sense of closeness to Wang Jing like their biological parents, coupled with Wang Jing's bloodless feeding spirit pills, the little ones have grown to the size of a fist one by one, with sharp teeth and sharp mouths, not only can they grasp and bite, they can send out a weak wind blade, and they can also shoot a transparent tail arrow extremely fast, with an anesthetic effect. Wang Jing experienced it himself, the transparent tail arrow made him paralyzed for a few breaths before disappearing, if he sneaked up in the battle, or thousands of tail arrows were shot together, he could shoot the opponent into a sieve without anesthetizing the effect.