Yang Chen always felt a little restless. Although the phantom of the spirit beast in the sea of ​​consciousness was not very powerful, with his spiritual power, it was not too difficult to kill it. But he was very surprised that this power was not something that ordinary foundation-building monks could deal with. Even if there were a few people who could deal with it occasionally, the price was huge.

With the old man's ability, it would definitely not be too difficult to completely erase the ferociousness of the spirit beast's essence and blood, but the spirit beast's essence and blood contained such power, which made him a little confused and puzzled.

The transformed spirit beast stirred up a gust of wind and attacked him. This was his sea of ​​consciousness space. Yang Chen didn't dare to make any big moves, and this guy was still so mysterious that he couldn't start immediately.

Of course, Yang Chen felt that the familiarity between the Taoist seed and the eyes of the two spirit beasts might be an illusion, but at this time, Yang Chen chose to believe in his intuition and his judgment. This kind of direct cultivation has nothing to do, but comes from his accumulation in his past and present lives. He told himself that he could not act recklessly.

However, in this way, the pain in his body was even more intense. Because the ferociousness contained in the essence and blood was not erased, the refining process was extremely difficult. If these essence and blood lose the ferociousness of the spirit beast, it would be much easier to refine it. However, Yang Chen did not want to easily erase the illusory spirit beast at this time. Doing this may make the old man wary of him, and secondly, he also felt that this thing was useful for keeping, so he could not take action for a long time.

The battle in the sea of ​​consciousness continued. With the refining of essence and blood, the phantom of the spirit beast became thinner and thinner. Although Yang Chen's spiritual consciousness was a little consumed, it was not too great. However, the pain on the body was doubled. However, it still played a role in the Diamond Sutra that Yang Chen had studied before.

Seeing the changes in Yang Chen's body, the old man looked a little surprised, and then he showed a look of ecstasy.

When Yang Chen refined his essence and blood, he kept staring at Yang Chen with a kind of power. Everything about Yang Chen was out of line in front of him, including the battle of spiritual consciousness, he was like a bystander, but in his eyes, there was nothing in Yang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, and Yang Chen's spiritual consciousness was not strong, at normal level, there was no secret. He was a little confused, thoughtful, and his face was a little gloomy.

Three days later, the battle between Yang Chen and the Phantom of the Spirit Beast seemed to come to an end. Yang Chen's spiritual consciousness became weak, and the phantom of the Spirit Beast was almost unseen with the naked eye. Yang Chen decided to cut the mess quickly, and the remaining spiritual power rushed towards the spirit beast like a mountain and sea. The spirit beast seemed to roar and began to counterattack fiercely.

But Yang Chen's power was generally the upper hand, and the spirit beast gradually retreated and became smaller and smaller. However, Yang Chen also felt that he was exhausted. Of course, this was the result of Yang Chen's intentional act. He didn't know whether others knew about all the things he did, but now it's better to be careful, and it doesn't matter if he is suspicious at all.

The extremely tired Yang Chen was about to kill the phantom of the spirit beast in one fell swoop, but at this moment, he felt a little tired and powerless in the future. Therefore, in a hurry, he could only seal the remaining phantom of the spirit beast in the sea of ​​consciousness and wait until he recovered a little before dealing with it. Of course, this has another meaning.

"Hahaha, you are even better than I think. Let me help you."

A gentle and gentle voice sounded in Yang Chen's ears. At this moment, an external spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness directly bombarded the phantom of the spirit beast in Yang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

roar

It seemed as if another roar of a spirit beast sounded at Yang Chen. After a dizzy turn, Yang Chen realized that the spirit beast disappeared and the external force disappeared.

When Yang Chen felt the old man's spiritual power appearing in the sea of ​​consciousness, his heart suddenly shrank, and he wanted to be squeezed hard. The spiritual consciousness was like life for a monk, but his spiritual consciousness was easily penetrated by someone at this time. If he was not careful, he would carry it. Therefore, she was fully alert and even showed hostility at that moment, which was naturally sensed by the old man.

Just as Yang Chen was thinking about how to deal with some unexpected situations that he could not control, this power broke away from the phantom of the spirit beast and quietly retreated. Even Yang Chen's spiritual space did not take a look at him, and he walked so freely and neatly.

Yang Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked pale and covered in a dry blood clot. However, at this time, Yang Chen's breath was slowly rising, and the early stage of foundation building gradually approached the middle stage, but he was unable to overcome the middle stage hurdle, as if he was not strong enough for spiritual power.

The old man saw that Yang Chen could not be promoted to the middle stage of foundation building after refining a drop of spiritual beast blood. He was a little confused and frowned. He pondered for a moment, but he still injected a new force into Yang Chen.
Chapter completed!