Beast

All kinds of thoughts were surging in Yang Qing's heart. He didn't expect that the demonic element was so ferocious and violent. Not to mention how the young demon cultivator got these chaotic thoughts and why these thoughts were so rampant. He no longer cared about his body.

The medicinal power of the Curse Clearing Pill and the evil spirit compete with each other for the magic element.

The demonic element contains such complicated and chaotic thoughts. It comes from the fact that the evil spirit cultivated by the demonic cultivator is not pure enough. There is no doubt that the evil spirit is violent. For example, the evil spirit refined into the demonic element by the young demonic cultivator is like the wisp in Yang Qing's body.

Pure, how could a young demon cultivator die under Yang Qing's stick and arrow? The reason why Yang Qing can live to this moment is because this demonic element is not pure, and there are gains and losses.

This evil spirit is born in flesh and blood. The deceased was either sad, resentful, fearful, or spiteful...and these negative emotions at the time of death will be integrated into the evil spirit. When the young demon cultivator reaches the Purple Mansion realm, the demonic energy is rolling, and his body is full of evil spirits.

The refined evil spirit is extremely powerful, causing the demonic element to contain a lot of negative emotions.

At this time, Yang Qing was not disturbed by negative emotions and went crazy. On the one hand, his mental toughness was on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was infected by evil spirits several times. But the most important thing was that in fact, the negative emotions contained in the demonic essence of the young demon cultivator were mixed with other factors.

There are much fewer evil spirit demon cultivators in the Purple Mansion Realm. This is the strange thing. Yang Qing does not know about this. This is the first Purple Mansion Realm demon cultivator he has come into contact with. If he is surrounded by evil spirit demon cultivators,

How can one maintain his sanity without being hit by the demonic element?

The demonic essence in the body was about to be swallowed up by the power and evil spirit of the Curse Clearing Pill. At this moment, a group of black and blue skeletons holding bone blades, leg bones and other weapons rushed in front of them, with a black and blue light shining in their empty eye sockets.

, it looked weird, but the weapon in the bone claw was swung with strong wind, and it went straight to hit Yang Qing.

These black and blue skeletons have no trace of flesh and blood, and I don’t know where they get the strength to wield the bone weapons.

"Ka, ka, ka..."

Yang Qing, whose expression changed frequently, took out his long stick Wulie and wanted to sweep it out, but the negative emotions permeating his heart took away all the strength from his body. If he continued to sweep away, he could only knock away two or three skeletons.

, and the remaining dozens of bone weapons will fall on him. His mind is slow, and he is stunned for a moment, and then suddenly changes from sweeping to dancing.

Dozens of bone weapons hit the black screen in front of Yang Qing. The black screen froze, and the long stick Wulie appeared. Yang Qing's body was thrown back by the force from the long stick Wulie.

Throwing it backwards, Yang Qing swung his long stick and slapped the ground without force. His body rotated and moved half a foot laterally.

Yang Qing moved his body laterally and before landing, several streams of demonic energy hit the place where he just stopped. As long as he slowed down for a breath, these streams of demonic energy would hit him.

The ground was broken by a layer of rock wall transformed by several streaks of demonic energy. Rocks flew for a while, and a sound of "chichi" sounded on the wall. These few demonic elements were able to corrode the rock wall.

Yang Qing had no room in his heart to be afraid, so he held his long stick firmly on the ground and hid to the side again, and dodged again before he could stand firm.

"Ding, ding... poof"

The eight-inch rotten yellow flat long needle flew from nowhere. The speed was too fast to be caught by the naked eye, and it flew inside the cave, leaving Yang Qing with nowhere to stand. There was more than one eight-inch rotten yellow long needle, and Yang Qing was tightly trapped.

The next one pierced the shoulder. The needle was so fast that it left no trace when it passed through the shoulder.

Yang Qing's body strength decreased, causing his attack, defense, and speed to also decrease significantly. When the eight-inch long needle passed through his shoulder, he only felt a chill, followed by severe pain. The wound that was originally invisible turned upside down at this time.

Putrid yellow blood foam was produced.

After Yang Qing was pierced by the long needle, the attacks of the demons did not stop. More than ten invisible ghosts roared and crashed into Yang Qing's eyebrows, trying to enter the sea of ​​consciousness through the Yintang point, and drain Yang Qing's soul bit by bit.

shred.

Waves of dizziness hit Yang Qing. When the demons arrived, Yang Qing had already closed the Yintang point until there was only a gap left. This gap was for sharper perception. Unexpectedly, these ghosts followed this gap.

Struggling to squeeze towards the sea of ​​consciousness, once Yang Qing enters the sea of ​​consciousness, he will be unable to survive.

This combination of real and virtual attacks wanted to capture Yang Qing in one fell swoop.

"boom"

With a roar that could only be heard by ghosts and spiritual consciousness, Yang Qing's spiritual consciousness opened wide, and the surging spiritual consciousness blasted more than a dozen ghosts away from the Yintang point, and then closed the remaining gap.

Yang Qing was disturbed by negative emotions, and even the strength of his spiritual consciousness dropped. This time, the bombardment of his spiritual consciousness failed to directly kill the dozen ghosts. The ghosts roared angrily and turned into ferocious ghost heads to hit again. At the same time,

, several demonic cultivators attacked one after another, and a human demonic cultivator wearing tattered rough robes and holding a bone gun approached Yang Qing with a strange look on his face.

How many of these attacks can you dodge!

"Ouch!"

A violent roar mixed with chaotic emotions suddenly sounded, echoing repeatedly in the noisy cave, causing dust to fall from the rock walls in the cave. The demon cultivators were startled, and the attacks on their hands stopped.

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The Yintang acupoint opened wide, and the spiritual consciousness rolled out, hitting more than a dozen ferocious ghost heads like a furious wave. The whistling sound started again, and the long stick turned into an ink-colored slashing knife and swept out. Several skeletons nearby

In an instant, it was shattered!

"Ouch!" The roar of the tiger was full of rage. The demonic red eyes scanned the demons coldly. Faint tiger stripes covered the exposed skin. A cruel smile appeared at the corner of the mouth. Two fangs were exposed, reflecting the ghostly light.

Green light.

Yang Qing took the initiative to arouse the evil spirit, and the evil spirit drove the enlightened beast essence and blood integrated into Yang Qing's blood. At this time, he turned into a beast, and his reason was constantly being swallowed up by violence. But other than this, Yang Qing had no choice. At this time, his emotions were chaotic.

Still, it failed to affect Yang Qing's strength, but instead increased his might, strength, speed, and agility to an unprecedented level.

"Ouch"

He swung the long stick Wulie and rushed into the group of demons. His fearless aura made these demons tremble all over.

"Kill" I didn't know that the monster couldn't stand Yang Qing's oppression and rose up to resist. The hearts of the trembling monsters were fiercely stirred up, and all the weapons in their hands were waved out.

"laugh"

A rich blue-black halo descended from the cave, covering the black-blue bones of the skeleton. The bones were even darker, and the black-blue light in the empty eye sockets was even brighter. It was like taking a big tonic.

He took a step forward and rushed towards Yang Qing.

"Puff, puff..."

The long stick swept across the black and blue skeleton without force, making a sound like being slapped on the fleece. The skeleton's bones were broken, but it still remained intact. After falling to the ground, it jumped up and continued to charge.

Regardless of the threat of more than a dozen ghosts, Yang Qing opened the Yintang acupoint and released his spiritual consciousness to sweep away the demons. Wulie's long stick knocked away several skeletons with every blow, but the bones of the skeletons suddenly became tougher.

It is difficult to kill with one hit.

"Ding, ding..."

Yang Qing's mind was not completely lost. His spiritual consciousness saw the eight-inch long needle flying towards him. With a flick of the long stick, he knocked it away and pierced the group of demons.

"You bitch, you're looking for death!" The demon cultivator who was stabbed by a long needle yelled angrily, but the roar was quickly covered up by the chaotic sounds of fighting.

Several demonic elements attacked, Yang Qing stood up from the ground and dodged flexibly. Several demonic elements failed to hit Yang Qing but hit many skeletons. There was a sound of "chichi", and the dead bones were corroded and thrown away.

, but the skeleton didn't know the pain, limping and still rushing to kill.

Stormy waves!

Yang Qing's body flew into the air, and before landing, he raised his long stick Wulie high, and ten black stick shadows appeared in an instant, stopped for a moment, and then struck down like a torrential rain.

"Puch..."

Under the shadow of the long black stick, some were wielding bone weapons to kill, and some were charging from a distance. Under the shadow of the stick, bone fragments were thrown away one after another.

"Whoops"

The hollow and sharp bone spear pierced the air when Yang Qing dropped the stick. The timing was just right, and the strike was quick and hateful.

"bite"

Yang Qing's force of falling stick has not stopped, it is too late to draw the stick to resist, Yang Qing does not look back, his left palm covered with sharp claws grabs back, very fast, before the bone spear pierces the body, he grabs him

The bone spurs continued unabated and stabbed to the side. Yang Qing picked up the long stick Wulie in his right hand and swept it away.

The demonic cultivator with the bone spur in his hand had a weirder look on his face, showing no fear. The black and blue demonic energy in his body was stirring, and he reached out to grab a skeleton that was about to be hacked and put it on his body.

"Puff"

The long stick Wu Lie swept back on the bones of the skeleton, and the bones shattered. The skeleton and the demon cultivator holding the bone gun were knocked away, and they fell to the rock wall.

"Woo..."

The miserable cries of ghosts made people's hair stand on end. Four dark pink human figures were floating in the air, with transparent figures and miserable expressions. They were whining and shouting. Their translucent palms danced, and then they patted Yang Qing softly. This ghost then

Use sounds to confuse them, and then attack. These ghosts are all ghosts with the cultivation level of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"Buzz!"

The enchanting red eyes looked at the ghosts floating in the sky, and he snorted coldly. He turned his body and held the stick with both hands, and slashed down at the four ghosts. The air trembled with the long stick slashing down.

"Bo"

The four ghosts were split into eight pieces by the long stick, and then the eight-piece translucent figure suddenly dispersed.

"Shua"

Yang Qing stretched out his hand and pulled out the arrow that penetrated the forehead of the young demon cultivator. He jumped up with both feet and put away his long stick Wulie. He took out the longbow magic weapon, stringed the arrow, opened the bow, and released the arrow.

!The arrow turned into a meteor, piercing the green light, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it went straight to the few demon cultivators who were hiding in the distance to shoot out the demonic essence.

"Puff"

A demonic cultivator with a withered body and constantly shooting out black evil spirit was unable to dodge left and right. He was penetrated by the arrows that came quickly and was nailed to the rock wall.

Yang Qing's body was in the air, and his strange red eyes scanned the surroundings. There were still dozens of black and blue skeletons, ghosts invisible to the naked eye roared, and the four dark pink ghosts he watched were intact, crying sadly, holding in his hand

The rough-robed demon cultivator with the bone gun, three ghost-like demon cultivators who hid in the distance and shot out the rotten yellow demonic energy, and an old woman who manipulated three eight-inch rotten yellow needles.

There are fifty or sixty of these monsters in total, how come we can’t kill them all!