Putting away the Buddha Refining Ghost Flag and looking around, Xu Wen let out a long breath.
He just wanted to pick up some thunder stones, and had no idea of taking risks. He didn't expect that the danger would come so unexpectedly, and he almost died here.
The white ghost full of yang energy and the strange thunder stone formation were all far beyond his knowledge. He couldn't stay in this place for long.
I originally wanted to study the Thunder Stone Formation to see if I could steal something, but I couldn't care less at this time.
With his thoughts in mind, he suddenly raised his hand, and several fireballs poured out continuously, blasting towards the ghosts in the Thunder Stone Formation.
These low-level ghosts were imprisoned in the formation and had nowhere to escape. Under the continuous attacks of lightning and fireballs, they were all quickly blown into ashes.
After confirming that there were no ghosts, Xu Wen walked into the formation and prepared to collect thunder stones.
There are a lot of thunder stones here, large and small. Small thunder stones are of little use. He went straight to a piece of Qinggang Rock about the size of half a man, and slashed down with the Black Iron Sword.
The moment he touched the Qinggang Rock, a strange tingling sensation came over him, and the hairs on the back of his hands and arms stood up one by one in his eyes.
A strange feeling came from his head, and his hair seemed to be electrified to the point where it stood on its own.
Is the lightning power of this formation so strong?
Shocked in his heart, Xu Wen immediately let go and let the Black Iron Sword fall. He stood up suddenly and rushed out of the formation.
The power of thunder and lightning possessed by Thunder Stone was extremely thin, and his previous experience with ghosts also verified this, so he entered the formation boldly and confidently.
Unexpectedly, there seems to be something strange about this formation, and the power of thunder and lightning contained in it is far beyond imagination.
When he jumped out quickly, he inevitably knocked over some thunder stones. In an instant, countless small thunder and lightning surged out from each thunder stone, turning into a dense network of thunder and lightning, rushing toward Xu Wen.
Unable to avoid it, Xu Wen roared and his magic power flew out, flying through the air and turning into three green wooden shields.
This is the most powerful protective spell of Qinghuang Gong, the wooden shield technique.
The Buddha's Refined Ghost Banner was greatly damaged in the previous battle, and ghosts are most afraid of thunder and lightning. They will definitely not be able to withstand the power grid, so they can only resist with magic power.
Attracted by the wooden shield, the thunder net suddenly shrank and turned into three lightning bolts, hitting the wooden shield hard.
It shattered three wooden shields like broken bamboo, and hit Xu Wen directly.
The hot electric current went straight into his body, and Xu Wen was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream.
Just when he thought he was certain to die this time, a lot of pure energy suddenly surged out of the current that was wreaking havoc in his body. At the same time, the wails of ghosts penetrated his soul.
In the flash of lightning, Xu Wen suddenly understood what was going on.
At first glance, this thunder stone formation was arranged by the white ghost. He did not set up this formation to help his companions purify their ghost bodies, but to refine them into pure vitality for him to absorb and reshape their ghost bodies.
There are other formations under the thunder stone, which have extremely strong thunder and lightning power, which can ensure that all ghosts will be wiped out in one fell swoop.
It is precisely because of absorbing a large amount of mana that the White Ghost is so powerful.
Now, Xu Wen broke into the thunder stone formation and tried to destroy the formation. All the power of the formation was immediately triggered, and the thunder and lightning power disk rushed directly into his body along with the vitality.
These vitality are not as gentle as Black Pearl Rice. They are not only accompanied by the power of thunder and lightning, but also the resentment of ghosts when they die.
The white ghost itself is a ghost, and its ghost body is recast step by step with the power of thunder and lightning. Naturally, he is not afraid of these, but Xu Wen is a little unbearable.
The violent thunder and lightning, the crazy resentment, and the surging vitality turned his body into a piece of porcelain that was about to break.
With a deep cry, the Yuehua Pure Heart Silk flew out suddenly, and the moonlight fell down, melting away all the resentment that was rushing into the mind.
With a wave of his hand, Huang Ya Dan and several grains of black pearl rice were swallowed into his belly to repair the physical injuries.
After temporarily stabilizing the situation, Xu Wen hurriedly sat down, and the Qinghuang Gong was running rapidly, refining the vitality containing the ghost's mana one by one.
He was already at the peak of the second level of Qi Refining, not far from the third level of Qi Refining. He originally wanted to try to break through when he returned this time, but in this situation, he could only take the risk and break through on the spot.
"For heaven's sake, don't let anything break in!"
While praying silently in his heart, Xu Wen used the Qinghuang Gong with all his strength.
With the protection of Yuehua Pure Heart Silk, the resentment of ghosts cannot have much impact on him, but the power of thunder and lightning is not so easy to resolve.
Electric currents rushed all over the body, causing wounds, but they were smoothed away one by one by the power of Huang Yadan and Heizhumi.
Slowly, the power of thunder and lightning gradually weakened, and the mana was refined and integrated into the Qinghuang Gong.
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Time passed little by little, and Xu Wen, who originally had a painful expression, gradually became calmer, and the aura on his body became thicker and thicker.
A bright blue light appeared between his eyebrows, vaguely forming the shape of a wick.
This place is very hidden, and ordinary people will not find it. There is still residual ghost energy here, and even slightly spiritual beasts will not come, but it avoids the greatest danger.
Five days later, Xu Wen suddenly let out a long roar, and the last trace of the ghost's magic power was completely refined.
The cyan wick suddenly flew out, circled around him three times, and then disappeared into his dantian.
Xu Wenmeng opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of smelly black gas, narrowly and dangerously breaking through to the third level of Qi Refining.
It saves two or three months compared to practicing step by step, but if possible, he would rather spend more time than be so thrilling.
Qinghuang Gong has advanced to the third level, and the mana has increased by nearly two levels. There are also many more wood spells that can be cast. The shortcomings of the wood spells' initial lack of attack power have basically been made up for.
And the Heavenly Eye Treasure Light Technique has undergone great changes as before, from once every three days to once a day.
From now on, there is no need to deliberately keep this magical power, you can use it every day.
Just as he had speculated before, with the Yuehua Pure Heart Silk, his spiritual root strength has exceeded the four spiritual roots.
Coupled with the uninterrupted black pearl rice, he was promoted from the second level of Qi Refining to the third level of Qi Refining in less than a year and a half.
He couldn't stay here for long, and without caring about stabilizing his realm, he picked up some thunder stones and left quickly.
In an underground cave somewhere in the Xihengjue Mountains, a pale-faced young man was sitting in it.
Shadowy ghosts came and went around him, giving him streaks of white vitality.
With every bit of vitality he sucked in, his face became paler, but his expression was very happy.
After a while, all the ghost figures had exhausted their vitality, and like people who had lost their souls, they gathered together in a daze, waiting for orders.
"Why is there something wrong with the number?"
After glancing at it, the young man suddenly muttered something in a low voice, and his expression suddenly turned bad.
His pale eyes rolled rapidly for a while, and he groaned suddenly. A strange wave came out, and the ghosts swarmed out again, heading straight for Qingfeng City.
