Feng Qingyang was in high spirits, with his long hair flying. He looked at the old man who had already been in a daze, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed him in one gulp.
Without any further thought, he immediately sat down cross-legged and practiced the 'Tai Yin Sutra'. A powerful refining force suddenly appeared, and the golden man he had swallowed into his mouth rushed left and right, trying to break out.
But Feng Qingyang himself is extremely powerful, and this is his sea of consciousness, which not only has the support of the Corpse King's bloodline, but also has the meaning of suppression. Under the double pressure, even if the golden man is powerful, he cannot perform at all here.
On the contrary, the harder he struggled, the faster he was refined. Feng Qingyang sat cross-legged on the ground, pinching the magic formula with both hands, guiding the circulation of magic power, and trying his best to reach the third level of 'Gang Yin'.
The Qi sea in his Dantian was roaring violently at this moment, and the small green tree rooted above was also swaying with light, hanging down in a myriad of ways, integrating with the Dantian and stabilizing it.
"Break through the third level of 'Gang Yin' and you will have a chance to break through to the realm of black zombie!" Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth. He had already been prepared for the old man's possession of his body.
When I saw him for the first time, I could tell from his sparkling eyes that he had been enduring until now, after all, just waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to severely injure him.
He was thinking countless things in his mind, but he didn't expect that he could actually enter his own sea of consciousness. Isn't this escaping from the trap? He laughed happily in his heart.
The old man's cultivation is obviously extremely powerful. If he were an ordinary zombie, he might really be successfully possessed by him, but he is not. He has the supreme bloodline of the Corpse King, as well as the unique "Taiyin Sutra".
This supreme bloodline coupled with the powerful technique had already laid a solid foundation for him. The moment the old man came in, he was doomed to be refined.
"If I break through the black zombie realm now and get out of this secret realm, I will definitely be able to overthrow Maoshan in one fell swoop. Even if I can't, I can at least severely injure him!"
He was concentrating on refining the old man's golden figure. He heard bursts of shrill screams in his ears, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, but he didn't take it to heart at all.
He changed his hands and used a powerful suppressive power on himself. The golden little man suddenly stopped roaring. A raging fire suddenly appeared around him, trapping him and burning him fiercely.
The fire is colorless, but one can feel the fierce burning power in it. If it were to be used, even the sky would be burned to ashes.
This fire is no ordinary fire, it is the natal fire of Qiong Zun. Qiong Zun is yin, so his fire is naturally the most yin and pure yin fire. Moreover, it is unique in the world and only Qiong Zun has it.
Although Feng Qingyang has awakened the bloodline of the Corpse King, and his 'Zombie Ancestor Incarnation' has already been cultivated to the second level, this phantom of the Hou Zun is only a phantom, but the abilities that arise from it should not be underestimated.
This fire is more than enough to refine the golden man.
Feng Qingyang, who was sitting cross-legged in the third light curtain of the Great Witch Temple in the outside world, at this moment, his body was covered with fine cracks, and trickles of blood were flowing out along the cracks.
From a distance, it looked extremely terrifying, as if it was about to collapse in an instant. An invisible raging wave of air was burning all over its body. It was the fire of its life that could bring death to anyone who came into contact with it, and injury to anyone who touched it.
Zombies wander outside the way of heaven and cannot enter reincarnation, so every breakthrough is a life-and-death catastrophe. At this time, he is concentrating on refining the golden little man to impact the realm of black zombies. At the same time, the magic power in his sea of qi is also changing rapidly.
The reason why Gangyin is called Gang is because it has the power of the four symbols: Gangzheng, perseverance, bravery, and indomitable! This powerful power of the four symbols is infused into it, forging his magic power into an extremely powerful magic power.
The madness of the "Taiyin Sutra" and the cry of his own blood quickly refined the entire golden man, and the speed was as fast as autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.
His body swelled slightly, and instantly changed from a human shape to a hideous zombie incarnation, with a green face, fangs, and a domineering armor.
The magic power in the body rotates and compresses rapidly. The qi sea, which was originally like the ocean, is rapidly compressing during the rotation, and traces of pure magic power are born in the center of the qi sea.
If you look closely, you will find that those traces of magic power are like knives, full of powerful cutting power. If you are fighting against the enemy, you don't need any magic weapons, just hit it with a palm, and you can cut it into slag with your own magic power.
But now that he has broken through, his body simply cannot withstand the powerful magic power as expected. It is like a big knife. Although it has infinite lethality, if a child holds it in his hand, he may be injured before he can hit others.
The same is true for Feng Qingyang. Although 'Gang Yin' is powerful, his body is still a little lacking, unless he can break through the third level of 'Zombie Ancestor Incarnation' and reach the minor success level.
But now, it is obviously not the time for him yet. If he continues to refine the golden man, he will forcibly break through the third level of 'Gang Yin', but the result will only be bad, without any good.
Feng Qingyang has obviously realized this. Unless he can find a sense of balance now, he will definitely refine himself.
"I can't stop..." Feng Qingyang murmured to himself. He was already starting to get nervous. From the moment the refining started, madness appeared. It was no longer a situation he could control.
"Damn it..." Feng Qingyang was extremely anxious. The Taiyin Sutra was running, and the villain had been half refined. Just half of it almost made him explode. If it was completely refined, the consequences could be imagined.
But at this moment, a roar suddenly came from his own blood, like a wonderful rhythm, which instantly turned his restless heart into peace.
Feng Qingyang opened his eyes, and he seemed to see his own body. He saw traces of Gangyin Qi flowing through his meridians, and strengthening the flesh and blood in his body from time to time.
His heart was extremely peaceful as he guided the Gangyin Energy to circulate throughout his body. In just an instant, he completed thirty-six major circulations. His mind was clear and he seemed to have ignored his own pain.
He entered the realm of heaven!
That supreme state of being immersed in cultivation, a state of complete selflessness.
It seemed that he had found that sense of peace. The turbulent magic power suddenly stabilized, and at the same time, the life fire that was refining the golden man was instantly extinguished.
Feng Qingyang's mind moved, and the small green tree at his dantian swayed suddenly, and the shrunken golden man was immediately hung on its branches, making it look like a ginseng fruit at this moment.
As long as Feng Qingyang is willing, he can refine it at will, just like he already has a tonic pill. As long as his body is strong enough, he can break through the third level of 'Zombie Ancestor Incarnation' at any time and reach the state of minor success.
And now, his 'Taiyin Sutra' has broken through the third level and entered the 'Gangyin' state. Although his power has not increased, or even decreased by a lot, its power is more than half stronger than before.
"If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be startled even if the sky falls. Is this the power of 'Gang Yin'?" Feng Qingyang raised his hand and casually pinched out a whirlwind. Feeling the pressure from it, his heart was beating.
"When we recover the boundary bead, we will break through the black zombies!"