The ability of the supernatural is single, and the young man in black thinks for a moment and has a way to deal with it. He shook off the black suit on his body, blocking Han Yueling's sight, and his figure flashed and appeared behind her.

Han Yueling immediately fired a shot, but unfortunately the bullet hit the black suit.

Just as the vampire sneered and wanted to stretch out his claws, a faint mirror light shone on him. There was a look of shock in his eyes, and he couldn't move. For the battle of the transcendent class, any second of control means that life is in danger.

Wang Hui held the ghost mirror in his left hand and the wolf knife in his right hand, and the true qi of the spring cave on the soles of his feet erupted, and the person seemed to be Feihong, and he crossed in front of him in a few steps.

The turquoise sword flashed, and a large head flew out, blood splattered.

Wang Hui put the ghost mirror in his pocket, and imprinted his palm on the head that had not yet fallen to the ground, and a dark vortex appeared in the palm of his hand, and a transparent soul shadow was torn out by a strong suction. The soul shadow struggled for a moment, and then it was taken into the palm of his hand and transported to the dantian qi sea. The black flame swept in, and the soul shadow struggled in the dark flame for a few breaths before turning into pure spiritual power, and under the traction of his divine thoughts, it merged into the upper dantian sea of knowledge.

For vampires, many of the fatal wounds of humans may not be effective against them. Only by thoroughly refining his soul can Wang Hui rest assured.

Han Yueling had already ripped the black suit off her body, turned around, stared at Wang Hui with her eyes, and said with a smile: "It seems that with you, there will always be only fighting, killing, and killing." ”

Wang Hui put the blue wolf knife in his pocket, smiled helplessly, and sighed: "I don't want to either, these killers in the shadow are really incomprehensible." It seems that I am going to retreat and do penance this time, and strive to complete my Qi cultivation as soon as possible and impact the Dao Ji realm, otherwise this endless assassination will not be able to bear it. ”

Han Yueling said faintly: "You are like this, in addition to fighting and killing, you are practicing penance day and night, which is really boring." ”

Wang Hui's eyes became deep, and he said lightly: "The path of cultivation is constantly calamitous, if you don't fight hard and win a glimmer of life, sooner or later you will turn into dust." ”

This is the difference in the philosophies of the two people. Han Yueling knows that immortality is hard to find, and she just wants to accomplish great things in her limited life and leave her mark in the long river of history. Wang Hui is different, the monk seeks immortality. All the red dust disputes will be integrated into the long river of history and become a historical picture for people to comment on. And what he wants is to break free from the long river of history, free and unrestrained.

Soon, the criminal police rushed over, dealt with the scene, and suppressed some rumors.

After this assassination, Wang Hui was much more cautious, and Tang Wanrou, her personal bodyguard, followed all the time.

On weekdays, except for occasionally inviting Han Yueling to dinner, watching movies or something, all the free time is spent on penance, refining true qi with the Dark Flame. Everything seems to have returned to the past, and Wang Hui's cultivation is also constantly improving day and night.

The sun rose and the moon set, and another week passed in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning of July 14, the sky was overcast, like the eve of a storm.

The long sword magic weapon inserted on the platform that suppressed the Xuanyin Spirit Cave was suddenly knocked away by a powerful air current, and the rich Xuanyin Qi gushed out rapidly.

At this time, there was only one day before the Zhongyuan Festival, and the barrier between the two worlds between the human world and the underworld was much weaker, and the gap between the two worlds where the Xuanyin Spirit Cave was located began to continue to expand, and the thick Xuanyin Qi was endless, and the Dao platform used by Xuanyan Zhenren to suppress the Spirit Cave was constantly shaking, and it seemed that it could completely collapse at any time. The red aura on the platform continued to shine, and it was suppressed with all its might. Now it is just a small gap, and the eruption of Xuanyin Qi is limited, once the seal is completely broken, the outbreak of Xuanyin Qi will attract countless evil ghosts, hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and a group of ghosts dance wildly, causing ghost disasters.

Wang Hui, who was refining his true qi, changed his expression slightly, and began to exhale it with all his might, and the Xuanyin Qi poured into the dantian, and it was continuously refined by the Dark Flame, merging into the Xuanyin True Qi in his body.

Next to him, Zhou Yinling also began to exhale the Xuanyin Qi with all his might. Although her cultivation has already reached the consummation of the Dao Foundation, she still lacks some accumulation from condensing the Golden Pill. It is necessary to continue to accumulate the true element, waiting for the explosion in one fell swoop when it hits the realm of the knot, so as to improve the success rate of the knot pill and the quality of the knotted pill.

The twenty-five Yin Spirits next to him were also exhaling the Xuanyin Qi. Cultivating in such a strong environment of Xuanyin Qi, in just a few days, these Yin Souls have all made breakthroughs, and now they all have the cultivation of the lowest stage of Qi Gathering, and most of the Yin Souls have already reached the late stage of Qi Gathering.

Tang Wanrou was holding a red short sword, constantly refining with ghost energy, and at the same time being in charge of vigilance. Her cultivation is close to condensing the consummation, and what she needs is to continuously condense the yin body, so that it can turn from virtual to real, and condense the ghost bones.

As Wang Hui continued to refine and refine his true qi, the black flames in his body churned endlessly, and the Xuanyin true qi gradually refined to an extreme realm, that is, the realm of qi refining perfection. At this time, Wang Hui converged on the flames, and the thoughts of the sea gods merged into the dantian, and little by little they merged into the true qi of Xuanyin, which was the union of god and qi. The highest level of Taoist cultivation is the unity of the three treasures of essence and spirit, casting the immortal primordial god. At this time, the unity of divine energy is the beginning of the fusion of essence and spirit.

With the in-depth integration with the divine thoughts, the true qi of Xuanyin gradually atomized, turning from virtual to real. As the sea of qi continued to rotate, more and more true qi atomized, eventually converging into a sea of fog. Then, the sea of fog began to shrink continuously, condensing a drop of liquid and eventually forming a small lake, only a few tenths of the original sea of qi.

However, at this time, the Xuanyin True Qi has been condensed a lot, and it can be called the True Yuan. The first step in Taoist cultivation is to practice qi, and this true yuan qi is also the foundation of the Tao. That is to say, at this time, it is already considered to have condensed the Dao Foundation, and it is in the early stage of the Dao Foundation.

At noon, a large yellow light suddenly fell outside Tianhong Building, turning into a group of people and horses wearing yellow military uniforms. Each of these men had large swords and spears, and there were thousands of them, and they were so dense that the water around the whole building could not be drained.

The first person is Feng Yunshan, the king of the south, who looks like a middle-aged general, but at this time, his breath is much weaker, his yin body is only condensed by nearly half, and there are still many parts of his body that are slightly illusory, and he has obviously not recovered to the late stage of condensation, which is ten times worse than at the beginning.

Next to him was a handsome young man who looked like a scholar, wearing a yellow scarf and holding a folding fan. Although this scholar's face looks weak, his breath is as deep as the abyssal sea, and his eyes are bright. He looked at it and saw that the building was empty, and said, "King Nan, but these people have fled when they heard the news." ”

Feng Yunshan shook his head and said, "I see that those people are also cultivating by absorbing Xuanyin Qi, how can they give up this rare Xuanyin Spirit Acupoint? ”

The scholar nodded, and ordered his subordinates to surround the security room at the exit of the basement.

After an hour, the scholar said, "I can't wait any longer, from today onwards, it will be the time when the Xuanyin Qi erupts." We must destroy these people first, so that we can take this opportunity to condense the ghost pill. ”

Feng Yunshan nodded and said, "What is Renji's good strategy? These three people are all good at cultivation, and they have magic weapons in their hands, plus the passage is narrow, our army formation can't be opened, and with just the two of us, the odds of winning are not great." ”

"It's not difficult, I collected corpse poison gas, blood poison gas, and yin poison gas to refine a kind of three yin poison gas, which is difficult for both humans and ghosts to resist. ”

The scholar thought for a moment and then smiled. After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a colorful poisonous gas mixed with black, red, and gray-white was mixed. The three yin poisonous gases flowed into the basement passage with the wind, and continued to go deeper, and the color gradually dimmed, and there was no smell at all.

Next to him, Feng Yunshan just sniffed lightly, and suddenly became dizzy, and he didn't feel cold sweat in his heart, he really underestimated this godlord on weekdays. Fortunately, he never left his true soul in his body, and he was not afraid of his plot.

In the basement, Wang Hui was consolidating the Dao Foundation, and suddenly a breath flowed from his mouth and nose, he suddenly felt dizzy, and gradually lost consciousness, and the true yuan in his body lost the traction of his divine thoughts, and suddenly there was some confusion, flowing from the meridians into the tissues next to him, eroding the body little by little.

If this continues, there is no need for people to do it, and Wang Hui's physical body will soon be eroded into a zombie body by the Xuanyin True Yuan.

At this moment of crisis, knowing the sea and the dark moon, Wang Hui's soul woke up slowly, but he still felt a headache, and kept visualizing the dark moon, the dark moon was magnificent, and a trace of colorful breath on the soul was finally completely purified.

It turns out that these three yin poisonous gases are the poison of the supreme yin, and when they enter the human body, they will automatically absorb to the human soul and continue to erode. If you are unprepared, you can easily be fooled.

Wang Hui came to his senses, only to see that the twenty-five yin spirits had completely lost their minds at this time, and the green light was constantly dimming, or it would not be long before they completely dispersed their consciousness and dispersed into a mass of yin qi.

"What a poisonous poison gas. ”

Wang Hui said with a cold expression. He looked at Zhou Yinling and Tang Wanrou, and found that both of them were also in cold sweat on their foreheads, and their expressions were painful, but they could still support them.

Wang Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and put this writing yin soul into the sea of knowledge, and used the dark moon to shine to help it detoxify. Then, he opened his mouth and spat out a black flame that landed on Tang Wanrou's body, and the black flame suddenly swept through his body.

Tang Wanrou suddenly struggled violently with a painful expression, and then came to her senses, with a shocked face, as if she wondered why Wang Hui wanted to burn her with the Dark Flame.

Wang Hui glared at her and said angrily: "Don't be stunned, you are poisoned, hurry up and urge the ghost fire to completely cleanse your soul thoughts." ”

Tang Wanrou suddenly, her heart moved, and a pink flame suddenly ignited on her body, but unfortunately the already tattered clothes on her body suddenly turned into ashes in the flames, and the spring was full of light. "Adulterous thief!" she glanced at Wang Hui in shame, and used her ghost aura to condense a red dress and put it on her body.

At this time, Wang Hui looked at Zhou Yinling, and a large number of divine thoughts converged, submerged into her sea of consciousness, and evolved into a round of the dark moon.

Suddenly, the round of the dark moon over the sea of consciousness also shined, and Zhou Yinling's soul woke up, and began to visualize the charm of the dark moon, continue to purify his own soul, and completely remove the residual poison.