Villain: I am not good at fighting.

What the Holy Son of the Dragon actually wanted to ask was why the black dragon got out of control. The control of the Heavenly Demon's Bewitching Heart Technique was several times more powerful than ordinary illusions.

"It's simple. It's a magic weapon to protect the soul."

Of course Liu Muqing didn’t have any magic weapon to protect her soul, but she had Buddhist relics.

The relic can eliminate karma and protect the soul. It is more powerful than any other magic weapon for protecting the soul. It is now in Xiao Hei’s belly.

I hope this guy doesn’t digest it, otherwise I’ll have to eat snake meat soup tonight.

"But even so, there is no reason for the Black Dragon to let you go!"

The voice of the Holy Son of the Divine Dragon echoed in the air again. Liu Muqing searched everywhere with her spiritual sense, but still could not find any trace of him.

"Now it's your turn to answer my question. What is this black gas and black armor? It seems to be able to contain turbid air."

Liu Muqing knew that the other party was stalling for time, so she decided to take advantage of the situation.

"Talisman General Black Armor, Talisman Secret Technique, your spiritual awareness is so weak, how did you escape my spiritual control?"

"I have a good master. What about you? What is the name of the formation outside the city? Why let someone who doesn't understand formations set it up?"

The formation outside the city was set up by Wang Xiaoxiao. As an amateur, she did not know how to use Feng Shui to hide the base of the formation, so Liu Muqing saw through it.

In the dark blood pool, the two people had strange questions and answers. The Holy Son of the Dragon wanted to delay time to recover his strength, while Liu Muqing also wanted to delay time, the whole thing.

"Blood Hell Soul Refining Formation."

The blood mist in front suddenly shrank, and the pale face of the Holy Son of the Dragon appeared on the side of the black air and black armor. He sat weakly and looked at Liu Muqing in confusion.

"You don't seem to want to kill me."

"The soul-searching technique I created is rather crude. I can't find out a lot of information even if I kill you. Besides, you have dragon energy protecting your body. If I touch your soul, I will probably get backlash."

Liu Muqing also took off the cat-head mask on her face, revealing a face that was more beautiful than any other face in the world, and looked at the Holy Son of the Dragon with a smile.

"You were able to figure out my identity without me noticing. Your spiritual sense seems to be very strong."

The mask can only block the Qi Refining consciousness, but the Holy Son of the Dragon God was able to see Liu Muqing's true face through the mask without her knowing, which means that his consciousness is at least twice as strong as hers.

It is possible to reach the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, or even the late stage.

"Your spiritual consciousness is too weak, at least 30% weaker than that of a cultivator at the same level."

"Speaking so directly will make people angry."

Liu Muqing narrowed her eyes, unable to deny that what the Holy Son of the Dragon said was true.

"Concentrate your luck to offset your karma, use the black armor of the talisman to absorb the turbid air, refine your soul in the blood prison to extract the pure air. It seems that if used properly, it can avoid heaven's punishment?"

Liu Muqing stared at the talisman secret technique of the black air and black armor and continued the topic. The Son of the Dragon God wondered why she would take the initiative to give him time to recover.

But he was also happy about it, because his current condition was very bad. He had just disintegrated and reassembled, and all the blood and essence in his body was used up, leaving him without any spiritual power.

"The Fujiang Black Armor cannot contain turbid air for a long time. When the time is up, it will return to the host."

The Holy Son of the Dragon didn't want to provoke Liu Muqing to take action in advance, so he thought carefully and chose not to lie.

"No wonder you need luck so much. You ascend the throne once, and then again. You have to speed up the process even if it means exposing your flaws."

"You noticed something was wrong a long time ago, why didn't you tell your fellow disciples, but just stood by and watched?"

Liu Muqing smiled and explained:

"I was a little slow to react. I thought you gathered mortals to grab luck, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant. You're killing the chicken to get the eggs. It's a one-time deal."

"This is all thanks to your fellow disciples."

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon suddenly had a ferocious tone. Long Ye severely injured him, and Bian He severely injured him again, although they both used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique to heal their fatal injuries.

But if he wants to recover quickly, he can only do something to mortals. After all, he is a casual cultivator and does not have precious elixirs.

At this time, the runes painted on the black air and black armor gradually turned golden, and the dark turbid air also took on a hint of black and red blood.

The speed of refining Qingdan is faster than expected!

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon was delighted, and his anxious heart finally calmed down. He was no longer worried that Liu Muqing would explode.

Qingdan is not an elixir, but a pure energy extracted from the body of a mortal. It is invisible and colorless, but its method is similar to that of refining alchemy to extract the essence of medicine, so it is called Qingdan.

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon used the secret method of talismans to carve pure energy into the black armor of the Talisman General. The runes were originally golden, and when the pure energy was full, golden lines would appear on the black armor of the Talisman General.

The black air of the talisman's black armor is the manifestation of turbid air, which is different from karma but very similar, both are filthy and are things that cultivators avoid.

If not dealt with in time, they will corrode the soul of the cultivator, making him upset and confused. In mild cases, he will fall in realm and have inner demons. In severe cases, he will be punished by heaven and die.

Liu Muqing also saw the changes on General Fu's black armor, and her tone was excited, seeming to be more surprised than the Holy Son of the Dragon.

"Is this a sign that the Qingdan has been successfully refined?"

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon was so shocked by Liu Muqing's reaction that he felt his scalp tingling. He was secretly alert and slowly put on the black armor of the Fu General.

"You can't kill me now. If you don't leave, it will be too late when my strength recovers."

Feeling the magical effect brought by the fresh air entering his body, the sinister eyes of the Holy Son of the Dragon flashed a hint of cruelty. This woman in front of him could not be allowed to live to report to Daoxuan Sect.

"Aren't you curious about why the Qingdan was refined so quickly?"

Liu Muqing calculated the time with her fingers and felt that it was about time. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a strange smile.

"What do you mean?"

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

“The Blood Prison Soul Refining Formation you set up can only refine mortals, and it does not pose much threat to those immortal cultivators who have cultivation capabilities.

That's why you need Wang Xiaoxiao's illusion to control them, and then absorb their essence and blood every now and then to make up for the deficiency in your body. I guess the main consumption of "The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique" should be essence and blood.

You ordered the troops to enter the city after we arrived, but you had no choice but to do so in order to speed up the process. Am I right?"

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon looked at her warily, frantically reviewing in his mind what was wrong with him that caused such palpitations.

"So what did you do?"

"Your spiritual sense is very strong, don't defend yourself, just look outside."

Beijing.

Millions of lives were wailing everywhere, the earth was all red, the Blood Prison Soul Refining Formation was hanging high, and the blood, as well as the invisible clear and turbid air in their bodies were quickly stripped away.

Outside the city, countless flowers, plants and trees were woven into vines, blocking the exit. Hundreds of Qi-refining monks, holding magical instruments, were smashing the city gates everywhere, with blood and Qi flowing on their bodies.

The pure energy in their bodies was also gradually dissipating, much slower than that of ordinary people, but still in danger. Originally, they could rely on their own speed to escape from the city safely.

But there stood a golden and glazed flag in the sky, which made them lose their means of flying and soaring into the air, turning them into running chickens.

The Five Elements Formation.

Metal Element: The golden lock cuts off the air.

Wood Element: Bunch of vine flowers.