Suddenly, he saw the ghost's pale face, the corners of his mouth rose slightly at an angle, and he spit out a few words in his mouth, and laughed evilly.

"Soul-stunning. ”

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, the wind gusted between heaven and earth, ghosts roared, countless ghosts and ghosts appeared out of thin air, and the bloody aura followed, and the entire bamboo forest almost became a ghost domain, with no life.

As soon as a change of fortune was just a moment, the ghost aura full of ferocity and anger came overwhelmingly. This ghost magic secret method, compared to the magic technique, is not so ruthless and ferocious, but its strength lies in the erosion of the mind, which is almost irresistible.

Qin Chuan's face was shocked, but he had already been affected by his resentment.

His cultivation was not enough, he couldn't condense the true yuan to isolate that ghost qi, and at this moment, his mind was eroded, and his face was full of pain. And it's not the physical pain, it's the mental torment.

In this life, I am determined to ask, but why?

A desolate look appeared in Qin Chuan's eyes, and he clenched the Jiuyao glass cup in his hand. He had already been determined to cultivate, but the current situation was forcing him to return to his demonic path cultivation.

As long as he dripped his blood into the Nine Yao Glass Jar, with the experience of his previous life, he would be able to complete the first step of the Demon Dao cultivation in a matter of moments and refine the True Yuan. Only by refining the true yuan can he survive in this ghost, otherwise it won't be long before he dies of exhaustion in the center of this resentful ghost qi in the sky.

Is this the kind of creation that makes people?

"Struggle, the more angry you are, the more you are the best ghost. ”

The ghost man said this, but in Qin Chuan's ears, it became the most sarcastic words.

Is that mocking me?

Qin Chuan's heart floated a little unwillingly. He had a way to get out of his current decline, but he struggled because of the heart of righteousness. The so-called tribulation is to put your life into it?

No!

Qin Chuan suddenly denied.

Overcoming tribulations and hardships is the cultivation of this mind. Once the demons in the heart have come out, how can they be stopped, the cultivation of the Dao heart is to get rid of this demonic mind and resist the temptation of external objects. This so-called "Demon Dao" is also a Dao, as long as you can forget its "Demon", how can you not cultivate its "Dao", and the Dao is one!

This time his life is in danger, if he can use the power of the demon path to survive the disaster, why not?

With such an epiphany, Qin Chuan's heart was full of excitement, and suddenly his eyebrows were raised, and he swept towards the ghostly person, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, his left hand was raised, and a drop of crimson blood dripped into the Nine Yao Glass Jar.

His mind condensed, and he saw that the red light of the Jiuyao glazed cup was magnificent, separated from Qin Chuan's palm, and hung in the air. The consciousness was connected with the machine spirit again, and this time Qin Chuan was defenseless, feeling the invasion of the machine spirit, and his mind clashed with it, accompanied by the blood that he had infiltrated into it, fusing little by little.

Qin Chuan couldn't be more familiar with this blood refining method, not to mention that at this time, the Jiuyao Liuli Jar had already carried out a blood sacrifice, and he only needed to change his nature with his own blood to complete the process of recognizing the Lord.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to pick up this cheap. ”

Thinking so playfully in his heart, Qin Chuan's hands had already moved, regardless of the original injury to the fingers of his left hand, his ten fingers formed a strange seal.

In an instant, the ghost qi and resentful spirits surrounding Qin Chuan, as well as the heaven and earth aura attracted by the Jiuyao glazed cup, were all introduced into his meridians in an endless stream, quickly completing the operation of a week, and finally condensed in the dantian.

The demonic mind method that Qin Chuan practiced in his previous life is called "inner demon".

It is the best cultivation method for the cultivation of the Demon Dao, which is different from the "blood cultivation" that is commonly practiced by people in the Demon Dao, and can use the things of the hundred schools of cultivation as the source to channel the powerful spiritual consciousness and refine it into the true element.

It's so subtle.

In just a few breaths before and after, Qin Chuan had completed the blood refining and recognizing the Lord and the refining of the True Yuan, and at this time, there was a rock-like black crystal at the bottom of the dantian, which was the spiritual core of the demonic path cultivation, which was called the blood crystal.

"Sure enough, the most suitable thing for me to practice is still the Demon Dao. ”

With such a self-deprecating groan, Qin Chuan looked at the ghostly man suddenly, and his eyes did not dodge in the slightest. Immediately, outside his body, a faint black true element suddenly emanated, isolating the ghost qi that had originally eroded his mind.

The sword was unsheathed and confronted the man.

"But I underestimated you? ”

The ghost man whispered, but there was no change in his tone, as if no matter how Qin Chuan struggled, he couldn't change the result of being refined by ghost magic and turning into a revenant.

I saw that his eyes were closed, and then the ghostly resentful spirits that were originally wandering in the ghost aura suddenly became fierce, and one by one with fangs and sharp teeth, they actually pounced towards Qin Chuan. Immediately, the mournful screams were incessant, and the dead air became thicker.

In the bamboo forest, the ghosts hissed, and it was like hell.

Suddenly, Qin Chuan's mantra was lightly recited, and the true yuan that was originally floating beside his body became violent in an instant, and the black qi was permeated, and it was like a gauze coat, covering his body. The body technique was used again, and he whirled around with one powerful ghost and ghost, waiting for the opportunity to move.

The sword shadow flashed, and another ghost was like a broken mirror under Qin Chuan's sword, turning into resentment and dissipating.

"There are too many ghosts, and it's not a way to kill them one by one like this. ”

Qin Chuan couldn't help but feel a little more anxious in his heart. The ghost sorcerer didn't really make a move so far, and only used a spell similar to a formation to make him a little wolf, I'm afraid that if he goes on like this, when that person really moves the killing intent, he will really die.

I searched quickly in my mind and thought about how to deal with it.

In his previous life, Qin Chuan was proficient in all the killing techniques of the Demon Dao, and he was reluctant to touch it again in this life, but this time, he realized it thoroughly, so he no longer had many concerns. It's just that at this time, his cultivation is still shallow, and he has just refined the true yuan, and he is afraid that he will not be able to control the high-level rapid killing technique, and he has not yet been practiced, so it is unknown whether he can successfully perform it.

But does he have a choice?

"Demons are born from the heart, and demons in the heart bewitch people. ”

"The first of the Ming King's triple sacrifice, Apocalypse!"

The handprints are knotted, and the mantra is recited. Suddenly, Qin Chuan let out an angry roar, and a wave of extreme demonic qi erupted, penetrating the entire ghost-like bamboo forest, causing the surrounding ghosts to cover their ears and hiss, and the true yuan aura around him had improved by several levels in the blink of an eye.

The corners of his mouth slowly overflowed with a stream of heat.

This Ming King Triple Sacrifice is a secret method to temporarily improve the strength of the Demon Dao, but the price is to use blood as a guide, and there is a hidden danger of losing one's mind.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the mysterious man was slightly surprised, but he had no chance to think.

In an instant, Qin Chuan held a long sword in his hand, and he had already come to the ghost, his momentum was like the wind, and his speed was like thunder. Immediately, the cold light on the blade of the sword swept by, and he slashed with the situation, without mercy.

The magic path of rapid killing is called ten steps and one kill.

A smile suddenly flashed across the corner of Qin Chuan's mouth. Although he was no longer the body of his previous life at this time, he was able to adapt to all the methods of this demonic path so smoothly. No wonder the old monster who lured him into demons in his previous life took such a fancy to him, he was really a genius who cultivated the Demon Dao!

"Boom!"

A strong wind caused by a gust of Zhenyuan roar swept away in this bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves flew all over the sky, and under the bleak moonlight, it was actually a bleak place.

Did it work?

Qin Chuan's face was slightly pleasant, but faintly, he felt a little worse.

"What?"

After the dust settled, he suddenly found that a black mist rose from the place where the ghost man was, and on the eve of Qin Chuan's bombardment, it gradually turned into nothingness, and the figure of that person disappeared and escaped into the void.

"You are indeed strong in terms of age, but I said that in my eyes, you are just an ant. ”

Suddenly, the gloomy words sounded again, but the location was behind Qin Chuan.

The yin qi in the sky gathered again, the yin wind gusted, and the tight sense of oppression invaded Qin Chuan's mind again. He wanted to turn around to see what was going on, but he found that his feet could not move a bit, as if he was firmly grasped by a pair of large hands stretched out from under the yellow spring.

Such a feeling is so painful.

Immediately, a gust of wind whistled and swept towards Qin Chuan, like a sharp arrow, with anger and ferocity, and in the blink of an eye, it bombarded Qin Chuan's back.

"Bang!"

Qin Chuan received this blow and fell forward violently, staggering a few steps before he stabilized his body. Immediately, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, and the black qi around his body also dissipated, and he couldn't lift a trace of true yuan.

Turning around, Qin Chuan felt a chill in his heart, is the person in the Ghost Valley in front of him so strong?

"If you don't cherish the opportunity I give you, you can't blame me. ”

The ghost man said again, and his illusory and ethereal body slowly floated. As soon as the words fell, countless purple skulls appeared out of thin air, and under the careful counting, there were as many as fifty or sixty.

The extremely suppressed resentment is once again overwhelming, like a ghost.

Qin Chuan's feet seemed to be fixed at this moment, he couldn't move a bit, and he couldn't carry a trace of true yuan, so he could only watch the terrifying skulls shoot straight at him. The purple skeleton seemed to have life, like a living creature, and let out a terrifying evil smile that could devour him in an instant.

Suddenly, with a faint smile, Qin Chuan was relieved, but he didn't know whether it was despair or regret.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a burst of blue light flashed out of nowhere, and the surrounding yin qi suddenly faded a lot, and the restraints under Qin Chuan's feet disappeared with it.

Immediately, a dark blue Fuxi gossip pattern appeared in front of Qin Chuan in the middle of the crisis, only a stone's throw away from him, shattering the galloping skeletons one by one, and flashing once under each impact, and then the blue light became more and more dazzling.

"Your Excellency's ghost art cultivation is profound, I'm afraid it will be discrediting to do this. ”

The slightly old voice came word by word. Immediately, a Taoist in Tsing Yi appeared in front of Qin Chuan, with a pale beard and white beard, like an immortal above the Nine Heavens, falling down.

At the right time, there are fairy clouds and mist, and the dyeing is permeated beside him, and he looks at it closely, but it seems to be extremely ordinary, and there is no trace of immortals.

Fuxi Dao people!