"Don't worry, as long as I don't die, you will definitely not die."

Ye Qing smiled confidently, the implication being that if I die, you won't survive.

"Hmph, I want to see what you can do. Don't you cry and beg me later?" The Fog Demon snorted twice. Now you are ignoring me. I will give in later.

You can't reach that high.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down." As he said that, Ye Qing suddenly swept forward, surrounded by yin and yang energy, and rushed into the strange things.

Following bursts of roaring, a moment later, there was no longer a living monster in the mist.

Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief and took a drop of the creation water to restore himself to his peak, and then a wine glass appeared in his hand.

But what was in the cup was not wine, but wisps of fresh air.

The fresh air is cyan, pure and flawless, light and ethereal, with wisps of divine meaning and Taoist charm.

"This is... Taiqing Spiritual Energy?!" Wo Mo said in surprise. He actually forgot that Ye Qing still had this thing in his hand.

When Ye Qing extorted Taiqing Spiritual Energy from Yipou, he asked him to scare Yipou, so he knew about Taiqing Spiritual Energy, but he forgot about it for a while.

"Taiqing spiritual energy should be able to make my mind clear and flawless, my heart as calm as water, and I have no desires or desires." Ye Qing said with a smile.

Taiqing Reiki is one of the previous reikis. It has the power of calming the mind, eliminating karma, and holding the mind of the gods. In other words, it can eliminate the karma of the body's inner demons, make the person's spirit clear and peaceful, the heart is like still water, and all evils are not invaded.

Just right for the situation at hand.

"Of course Taiqing Spiritual Energy is fine, but it's such a precious thing, do you really plan to use it here?" The Fog Demon was still unwilling.

Ye Qing shrugged: "No matter how precious a thing is, you have to live to enjoy it. Let's survive first."

As he spoke, Ye Qing took a breath, and a wisp of ultra-clear spiritual energy floated gently like smoke. The green light was rippling, and the aura was ethereal. It was inhaled into Ye Qing's nasal cavity.

After the Taiqing spiritual energy entered the body, Ye Qing felt a gentle and cool force spreading in the body, like a mountain spring breeze blowing by, and all distracting thoughts, worries, and sorrows in his heart disappeared.

Like still water, there is no desire or desire;

Like a bright mirror, spotless.

However, Ye Qing was extremely clear-headed, and his soul consciousness was high in the nine heavens of Kunlun. He was like an immortal who has forgotten all his feelings, and everything in the world was like nothing to me.

Putting away the remaining Taiqing spiritual energy, Ye Qing walked away.

No goals, no ideas, no obsessions, just walking forward like that.

Walk slowly.

The surrounding world also began to change, becoming more bizarre and colorful, but all the strangeness and colorful dreams seemed to Ye Qing to be nothing, and he turned a blind eye.

If I don’t see you, I don’t exist.

If I don't want to, I won't be there.

Slowly, the bizarre, colorful and dreamy world began to shatter, and a dark, narrow cabin appeared in front of Ye Qing's eyes.

In the center of the cabin, there is a coffin.

The coffin was not much different from the hallucination he had seen before. There was no coffin lid, but there was no thick fog in the coffin, only a corpse.

A bloated, rotting corpse.

Like all bodies that have been soaked in water for a long time.

What's strange is that a wisp of mist floats out from the mouth and nose of the corpse from time to time, as if it is breathing.

Ye Qing stopped three feet away from the coffin and did not move forward. He had a hunch that if he took another step forward, he would be in danger.

After stopping, Ye Qing didn't hesitate at all and directly took out the Xiangsi, Huamei and the stunning soul objects.

Xiangsi, Huamei and Jueyan also appeared one after another.

When they saw the corpse in the coffin, their faces showed complex expressions of surprise, anger, disgust, fear, etc. They ignored Ye Qing and rushed towards the corpse in the coffin.

The scroll where Acacia is located keeps getting bigger, peach trees spread out from the scroll, and peach blossoms are flying for ten miles like a dream.

In the bronze mirror where the beauty is located, endless black hair pours out, and the black hair is swaying like a sea tide.

The pipa where the thrush is, is clanking, like a steel horse, full of anger, hatred and murderous intent.

The corpse in the coffin also seemed to feel the crisis, and the mist sprayed from its mouth and nose suddenly became thick, strange, and dangerous.

The moment the fog filled the air, Ye Qing quickly retreated out.

The mist filled the air and spread, and the ten-mile peach forest withered. The black hair was dispersed by the mist, and the sound of clanking pipa became scattered.

Without waiting for Acacia, Thrush, and Absolutely Beautiful to react, the mist suddenly spread and swallowed the three of them.

At the same time, thick fog rolled back from all directions, as if the corpse had taken back all the fog.

The thick mist shrank into a ball, like a substance, shrouding Acacia, Thrush and Jueyan. Even Ye Qing, who was so close at hand, couldn't see through the mist.

Although it cannot be seen clearly, the mist that gathers and disperses and the terrifying aura that occasionally escapes obviously means that Acacia, Huamei and Jueyan are fighting with the corpse.

Ye Qing had no intention of helping. He knew very well that when Xiangsi and the others were fighting with the corpses, he had no way of getting involved. The only thing they could say was death.

"boom……"

Ten breaths later, the mist that had gathered into a ball exploded with a "boom" and scattered in all directions, revealing Xiangsi, Huamei, Jueyan and the corpse.

The corpse was quite miserable at this time. The coffin it was in was shattered and the body was torn into pieces. The head, legs and hands were all torn off by Acacia, Thrush and Jueyan, leaving only a bare torso in place.

The corpse was miserable, and Acacia, Huamei and Jueyan were also in quite a sorry state.

The scroll where Acacia is located is in tatters, and the ten-mile peach forest that was originally delicate and beautiful in the scroll has all withered, and there are wisps of strange mist floating around, full of gloom and death.

And in the depths of the withered peach forest, Acacia stood barefoot, with a head stepping on her feet.

The bronze mirror where the beauty is located is full of cracks, and mist is constantly escaping from the cracks.

In the bronze mirror, the stunning black hair is already gray, turbulent and intertwined like a white ocean. In the gray, two legs can still be vaguely seen, entangled by heavy hair, looming.

The strings of the pipa that Thrush was sitting on were all broken, and there were still several broken fingers hanging on the broken strings, and blood was constantly seeping out.

The picture scroll, the bronze mirror and the pipa were all floating in the air, motionless.

Obviously, the corpse's head, hands, and feet were suppressed in the scroll, pipa, and bronze mirror by Acacia, Huamei, and Jueyan respectively.

Suddenly, the torso on the ground without its head, hands and feet was constantly pouring out thick mist from the wounds on its head, hands and feet. However, the mist did not spread, it just enveloped tightly around the torso.

"Sir, go and destroy that torso quickly. Don't let him escape, otherwise there will be endless trouble."

At this time, the voice of lovesickness came from the scroll, full of urgency.

Ye Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and was not in a hurry to take action.

"Sir, our sisters are currently trying our best to suppress his head and limbs. We can't free our hands. Besides, without his head and limbs, he is no longer in danger."

Xiangsi said anxiously: "Master, hurry up, he is going to escape soon. If you don't do it, it will be too late."

"I see."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Qing agreed, stepped forward, and appeared in front of the fog that shrouded the corpse. He formed a fist with his left hand and punched it out.

The ghost fire surged, the foehn wind howled, and the wind helped the fire. The ghost fire rotated and roared, turned into a fire tornado, and collided with the thick fog.

The thick mist was instantly wrapped up in the tornado, spinning, and the mist seemed to be ignited by ghostly fire, forming a terrifying tornado.

However, Ye Qing found that the corpse at the center of the tornado was safe and sound. All the ghostly fires near the corpse would slowly extinguish and could not harm the corpse.

Ye Qing frowned, raised his hand and slashed with his sword. The tornado split into two, and the crimson sword light spread, slashing towards the corpse on the ground.

But before the sword light fell, it was wrapped in a mist from the corpse and slowly disappeared.

At the same time, the fog around the corpse gradually became thicker and became smaller.

Or to be more precise, it is not getting smaller, but the body is slowly moving with the mist, moving towards the other world and space, getting farther and farther away from him.

Therefore, it becomes smaller and smaller in his vision.

Mysterious and weird.

"Sir, hurry up, that corpse is about to escape, there is no time." Xiangsi's face looked ugly and she urged hurriedly.

"Master, we must not let it escape, otherwise everything we have done will be in vain."

"Destroy him quickly..."

Huamei and Jueyan’s anxious voices also sounded.

Ye Qing naturally saw this strange scene in front of him, raised his eyebrows, stepped forward, and swept towards the corpse.

After previous testing, he found that the corpse was indeed not in much danger, or that its strength was greatly reduced due to the loss of its head and limbs.

The corpse seemed to be not far away from him, but within a few breaths, Ye Qing had not reached the corpse, and at the same time, a burst of mist rushed toward him.

Ye Qing did not dodge or dodge, he cut off the red sleeves, and the karma fire turned into a sword light, splitting the mist in half without slowing down.

After a few more breaths, Ye Qing finally reached the body and pressed it with his left hand.

The ghostly fire overturned and touched the mist around the corpse, making a sound like burning oil. The corpse seemed to be dehydrated, shriveling and withering.

But in the next moment, the corpse shrank a bit and was out of the range of the ghostly fire.

Obviously, the corpse is still moving to some unknown space.

Ye Qing chased after him, and when he reached the body, the five fingers of his left hand suddenly closed together, making a soft "pop" sound.

The air exploded, and the shriveled and withered body was shattered inch by inch like dry soil. As the body was shattered, the ghostly fire swept down again and burned it into powder.

"Boy, be careful..."

But before Ye Qingsong could take a breath, the voice of the Fog Demon suddenly sounded in his ears.

Ye Qing suddenly felt something was wrong and immediately stepped back.

But as soon as he moved, a wisp of dark, strange and sinister mist flew out from the ghost fire and flew towards him faster than Ye Qing.

Ye Qing let out a low roar and punched out. The force of his fists gathered like a ten thousand-meter-high mountain, stretching in front of him. The whole body was surrounded by yin and yang qi, and the qi density was distributed.

Not only that, a demon Buddha appeared behind Ye Qing. The demon Buddha roared and reached out to grab the mist.
Chapter completed!