The green of the soul of the coarse robe demon cultivator is mixed with black and cyan, and it can be seen that the soul is infected by the spirit of the underworld, and it has long been confused, and the heart is lost.

Yang Qing didn't expect this demon cultivator to take the initiative to tell the truth, the divine consciousness poured in, turning into a wave of divine consciousness, slapping the soul like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and the soul of the rough-robed demon cultivator roared hysterically, and the resentment was even stronger.

In this Soul Stone, Yang Qing would not be affected by the negative emotions emanating from his soul, and the wave of divine consciousness did not stop, leaving no chance for the rough robe demon cultivator to breathe, and slapped on the soul one blow after another.

The coarse-robed demon cultivator is aware of the sea realm, and the strength of the soul is not comparable to that of the demon cultivator, but because Yang Qing's divine consciousness consumption is quite large at this time, he used the wave of divine consciousness to beat it more than 100 times before the soul of the coarse robe demon cultivator was scattered into a little light.

The wave of divine consciousness stopped, Yang Qing couldn't help but feel a burst of exhaustion, and slapped other souls with the wave of divine consciousness, Yang Qing also felt the pain, but this kind of active consumption was much better than being forced to be injured.

Yang Qing didn't procrastinate, his divine sense flipped through the scroll to capture the light, and the scattered memories kept appearing in front of him, as he watched these memory fragments, Yang Qing confirmed the guess in his heart and solved the confusion.

The rough-robed monk was originally a villager in Sanligou of Abandoned Dream Ridge, named Bu Yuanshuang, in his forties, a wooden man, with few words, and he worked hard, only able to maintain a family barely making ends meet. And it was three years ago that he changed completely. Three years ago, in the winter, Bu Yuanshuang climbed up to Abandoned Dream Ridge to find some wood to make some tables, chairs and benches, even if he picked up some dry branches, he could use them for heating.

Abandoned Dream Ridge is barren, the trees are sparse and short, it is quite difficult to find, this walk does not know how to walk out of more than ten miles, the harvest is not big, turn around and go back, but when you go back, you accidentally see a scene that makes Bu Yuanshuang feel strange.

I saw that there was a lot more snow on a rock wall of the mountain than on the side, and the snow was covered with ice slag, Bu Yuanshuang was happy when he saw this situation, there were very few small beasts on the Dream Abandoned Ridge, and it was not easy to hit one. And this anomaly made Bu Yuanshuang think that this was an animal's nest.

I was a little nervous in my heart, thinking about catching a pheasant or roe deer, going back to stew with dried vegetables, sitting on the hot kang and eating a beautiful meal with my mother-in-law and aunt, and then drinking two or two small wines. Life is more self-sufficient.

Thinking of this, Bu Yuanshuang tiptoed forward, listened carefully and did not move, then put his hand deep into the snow, the ice slag was a little prickly, as the hand went deeper, the feeling passed back changed, the whole arm was like stretching into the mud, muddy and cold.

Bu Yuanshuang felt strange in his heart, stretched his arm inward again, grabbed his palm a few times, and didn't catch anything, he was strange in his heart, so he wanted to pull his arm back, but his arm was forced, but there was a suction force from the depths of the rock wall, Bu Yuanshuang couldn't react, and his whole body was brought in.

Entering this quagmire, the cold wrapped the body, suffocated and suffocated, and was carried forward by this suction, unable to distinguish the direction in a daze, and could not determine how long it had passed, and the body fell to the ground empty. Inside the pitch-black tunnel.

Bu Yuanshuang hurriedly got up and wanted to go back, but where was there an exit besides the rock wall, and he shouted in fear in his heart, "Is there anyone, help, help"

Bu Yuanshuang's cries for help were particularly loud in this tunnel, and after a while, a strange laugh of 'hehe' came from the depths of the tunnel, and a beast-like roar. Bu Yuanshuang was terrified in his heart, and his body trembled, but there was no way out.

Then, Bu Yuanshuang became a coarse-robed demon cultivator, his heart and surname changed greatly, and he cultivated in this demon cave for three years, and he had broken through to the realm of knowing the sea. But in this demon cave, he is weak, and he has no magic weapons, and other demon cultivators often bully, he is resentful in his heart, and vows to seek revenge.

Today, he even got the coveted Soul Stone, but he still died at the hands of Yang Qing.

The demonic red pupils were dim, and his expression was listless, and he figured out the reason for Bu Yuanshuang's disappearance at this time, and why Bu Zhuang and his mother were infected by yin qi and could not be solved, Yang Qing's thinking gradually

Sluggish, making guesses in the mind.

Bu Zhuang Niang must not have entered this demon cave, otherwise how could she escape with a woman's family, this demon cave is completely closed, and even the strongest demon cultivator youth does not know the way out.

The only people who can get out of the demon cave are ghosts, and Bu Zhuangniang keeps shouting 'ghosts', and there must be a connection between the two.

That night, Bu Zhuangniang went to Mengling to look for Bu Yuanshuang, walked near the demon cave, and met the ghost who escaped from the demon cave, this ghost should be a yin ghost, this yin ghost saw a big living person, or possessed, or spewed out a breath of yin gas.

Ordinary people who are contaminated with a trace of yin qi will be seriously ill for a few days, and then they will gradually recover, and Bu Zhuang and his mother will be hit by Bu Yuanshuang's disappearance, and they will be restless, anxious and sad, and this trace of yin qi will take advantage of the void to confuse their sanity.

At that time, if someone hadn't felt it in time and pulled Bu Zhuangniang away, maybe Bu Zhuangniang had become one of the many monsters at this time.

When Bu Zhuangniang returned home, she was infected by Yin Qi and was not enough to completely lose her mind, but because she did not receive timely treatment, she was overly frightened, and her heart was sad, which caused these emotions to fuel the Yin Qi. In the past three years, I instinctively wanted to hide in the shadows, and it even bred yin energy.

In this way, Bu Zhuangniang will commit murder in the middle of the night.

This insight has a lot to do with Bu Yuanshuang, and whether the Yin Ghost left the Demon Cave to lure people to this Demon Cave, and whether the powerful ghosts and Yin Ghosts that Yang Qing encountered also had the same purpose, then no one can ask.

The bones in the cave must have been lured to come here, but the demon cave was constantly killing each other, and only a few could survive, and most of them turned into dry bones.

Who built this demon cave, why is it only allowed to enter and not leave like a captive monster, and how can something as valuable as a high-grade magic weapon such as the Soul Stone fall under the control of the demon cultivator youth. Yang Qing's thinking became more and more sluggish, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

His eyes slowly closed, blocking the strange red pupils, leaning against the rock wall, sliding on the ground, holding the glowing green stone in his hand, and fell into a deep sleep.

The faint green light reflected on the angular face, making the resolute face show a deep exhaustion.

The mixed negative emotions in his body that belonged to Yang Qing were taken out by the Soul Stone in his hand and sucked in.

In the demon cave, there are bones, corpses, and blood all over the ground, scattered magic weapons, and bone weapons. The faint green light made the cave look dim, and a slight snoring sounded from time to time in the dead atmosphere.

I don't know how long it has been since the outside world, the passage of time is not perceptible in the demon cave, the faint green light is sprinkled everywhere, and the sleeping Yang Qing suddenly opens his eyes, turning his black and white eyeballs to probe around.

"How is this good?" Yang Qing muttered helplessly, there are no monsters that can move in this demon cave, and there will be no danger for the time being, and he can't help but feel helpless about his recklessness, and he reminds him to be cautious, but he forgot about it at the critical moment. This time, I broke into the demon cave by myself, and now I can't get out.

Sitting up straight, thinking about everything that happened in this demon cave, he broke into the demon cave this time to find the secret technique of indulging in evil qi, and this magic control technique can indulge evil qi. Looking at the Spiritual Stone in his hand, Yang Qing sighed at its magic.

The mixed negative emotions that the demon yuan dispersed into his body were cleared at this time, and Yang Qing's eyes were clear at this time, and all of them were in the Soul Stone, and then, Yang Qing took the Soul Stone to absorb the wisps of evil qi in his body that was subdued by Yang Qing.

"Huh!huh?" Yang Qing's move made him snort, his face pale, and then he was puzzled.

When the Soul Stone ingests the evil qi, it will cause the blood to go retrograde, and the blood will overflow the body, if Yang Qing takes a few more breaths, he will not only suffer internal injuries, but also lose most of the blood in his body.

"No?" Yang Qing thought back to his sober heart just now, and was afraid that the Immortal Stone could absorb the evil qi in his body, but only if the blood in his body would flow out first.

Not for other reasons, just for Yang Qing to inadvertently subdue this wisp of pure evil qi. He has become a part of Yang Qing's body, as inseparable as his hands and feet. Yang Qing's subduing of the evil qi made him not affected by the evil qi when he did not activate it. At the same time, this wisp of evil qi is more difficult to expel away, with one advantage and one disadvantage, and there are gains and losses.

The evil qi in the body was a little thicker than before, which was caused by the pure evil qi in the Demon Yuan, and the evil qi permeated Yang Qing's blood, making the bright red and black.

The Soul Stone failed to capture the evil qi in the body, Yang Qing did not feel disappointed, at this time he got the Soul Control Technique, although the evil qi in the body is still the evil energy, as long as it is properly controlled, the evil qi is a kind of help.

When the evil qi was induced, and the body was mutated and beastly, the powerful power made Yang Qing reluctant to give up.

"After the strength is improved, it's not too late to find a way to expel it," Yang Qing thought in his heart, as if he was comforting himself.

Evil qi belongs to the underworld. The spirit is not included in the heaven and earth lineage, and it will become a scourge if it is not controlled well.

I stood up and searched the entire cave, but there was no vent with the size of a needle.

"It seems that it can only be smashed through the rock wall, so let's smash it" Yang Qing stood up, put the long stick Wulie and other objects into the Sumeru gourd, walked to the end of the tunnel, and put the Stygian Stone aside to illuminate it. The steel rod came out on point.

"Ding-Ka"

The steel rods were pointed against the cold, hard rock wall, making a sound of steel clashing, leaving only a white dot on the rock wall.

When I entered the cave, I didn't feel any resistance, but when I went out, I had to smash through the rock wall that was as hard as steel.

Yang Qing couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw that he only left a shallow pit with all his strength, this isolated place, ordinary people would go crazy after three days, who didn't want to stay here longer.

Yang Qing was still worried in his heart, who built this demon cave, what was it used for, and whether killing all the monsters here would attract this monk, and it was not necessary to know that this unmonk must have great powers.

If Yang Qing stayed here longer, he would be more dangerous, and he would inevitably add a trace of panic and fear to his heart.

The rock walls on both sides of the tunnel are unimaginably thick, making it even more difficult to smash through.

"Smash!" Yang Qing let out a low sigh, and the steel rod came out on time again.

"Click......

The crunch echoed through the dark green tunnel, dense like a shower.