The black male supporting role is the true love of the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

In the restricted area of ​​the Sky-eating Gate, a strange worm with a strange face and two wings stood in front of Yin Qing.

"You, you can't go!"

After hearing this, the only gentleness on Yin Qing's face completely disappeared.He was originally a person with exquisite appearance, but at this time his face was expressionless, and his beautiful face was as clear and stern as the snowstorm on the ice field.

It's different from Chu Jiang who can pretend to be friendly on the surface, but is deep and cold on the inside.Yin Qing is just the opposite. On the surface, he looks repulsive, but he also has a unique softness on his inner mental side, but this does not mean that he can swallow his anger after being treated helplessly.

For example, facing this weird insect man in front of him, Yin Qing naturally didn't have a good look at it.

Normally by General Chu's side, the backlog on Yin Qing's body was not obvious, but now that he was alone, he showed his true strength.

Slightly squinting, squinting at the insect monster in front of him, Yin Qing sneered disdainfully.

"Is this fellow Taoist determined to stop it?"

A wave of spiritual pressure from the golden core stage swayed around Yin Qing, suppressing the insect demon halfway back.At the same time, Yin Qing didn't want to care about the roiling insect eggs under the snow any more. His powerful spiritual consciousness and spiritual pressure rolled towards the four directions together, and he could even see circles of ripples on the snow ground blowing up with the wind.

The tumbling ice bee monster barely stabilized its figure, but was pressed down again by the divine sense.

"You? You really practiced the "Book of Meditation"! You, a human race, cannot be allowed to leave!"

I have to admire that the body of the demon cultivator is much stronger than that of the human race. In front of a monk who is one level higher than himself, the insect demon quickly withstood Yin Qing's spiritual pressure with his physical body.

At the same time, a spiritual consciousness quite as powerful as Yin Qing burst out from the insect monster.

The originally whistling north wind suddenly changed its direction, and countless invisible eddies surged within a few feet of Yin Qing and Chongren.

Divine consciousness is invisible and intangible. However, when the spiritual consciousness reaches a certain level, when two contradictory spiritual consciousness collides with each other, the burst of power can have a qualitative impact on reality.

The spiritual consciousness of Yin Qing and the insect demon are both far beyond the ordinary Nascent Soul stage.If you look for them in the entire cultivation world, there are probably only these two people.

After the crackling sound of explosions, both Yin Qing and Chong Yao retreated, as if they were shaken back by an invisible force.

With the protection of the chaotic Tianyuan tortoise, Yin Qing did not fall to the ground in embarrassment, but a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which was particularly glaring against the clean skin.

The Zerg was not so lucky. He fell straight from midair into the snow. When he raised his upper body, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of green liquid, which must be the blood of the Zerg.

"You...you must have cultivated the "Book of Meditation" as a fellow daoist, right?"

Yin Qing wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and the bright red color remained on the plain sleeve with cloud patterns.

Moreover, Yin Qing knew that this ice bee and insect demon had not only cultivated the "Book of Meditation", but also had a higher realm than himself.Otherwise, how could the divine consciousness cultivated at the heart-beating level of the worm and demon be equal to Yin Qing's golden core period.

"Old man has naturally cultivated!"

Hearing Yin Qing's question, Bee Chong's huge ice blue eyes seemed to ignite a cluster of anger.

"The "Book of Meditation" is the most precious book of my Wanxue Bingbee Clan. Only those who have opened up their spiritual wisdom can practice it. How did you, a mere human race, get this book and how did you cultivate to the sixth level!"

The monster race and the human race have always been at odds. The reason why there has been no large-scale friction so far is mainly because of the continuous civil strife within the cultivation world of the two races.

Every few hundred years, the righteous and demonic realms of the human race would clash because of the cultivation resources and long-standing grievances, or other reasons. There is happening, there is never a moment of unity.

However, even if there is internal strife, it is consistent with the outside world. The human race regards the monster race as beasts, but the monster race regards the human race as food and ants.

Since the world of modern life in the previous life has always called for the equality of all races, Yin Qing's state of mind is different from that of ordinary monks. This can be seen in his attitude towards the enlightened Drunk Dreamer. Low.

Perhaps it is this unconcerned attitude that makes Chu Jiang, who has the blood of the monster race, more fascinated by Yin Qing, and this uniqueness is integrated into his blood.

Therefore, facing the Zerg demon cultivator, Yin Qing can also call a fellow daoist with a normal heart.

It's a pity that the Zerg in front of them obviously didn't think so. They looked at Yin Qing with contempt in their eyes, making sure that Yin Qing had practiced the "Book of Meditation" and even gritted his teeth, wishing to tear people into pieces.

Yin Qing is not a soft persimmon, he treats each other with courtesy, even contempt, and is not polite at the moment, showing a mocking expression at Chongxiu.

"The sixth level? Is it difficult?"

Although when practicing the "Meditation Book", there are often bottlenecks, especially in the fifth level, where Yin Qing froze for a long time, but the overall practice of this exercise is only more than ten years, and even broke through the sixth level.Yin Qing's "is it difficult" is not all ridicule, he really doesn't think this technique is so advanced.

However, Yin Qing didn't know that "Book of Meditation" was not difficult for him.

Spiritual consciousness is often linked to the state of mind of the cultivator, so although the spiritual consciousness of monks of the same level does not differ too much, they are different.For example, Yuanfei and Baiqin, naturally Yuanfei's spiritual consciousness is stronger than Baiqin.This is also the reason why Yinling's cultivation has reached Jindan, but her spiritual consciousness is insufficient.

Yinqing lived two lives and experienced something that monks would never experience—death.

People who have lived a lifetime, even if it is not obvious on the surface, must be different from individuals who have not experienced birth, old age, sickness and death. Yin Qing's state of mind was higher than that of all monks from the beginning.The so-called "Meditation Book" for condensing spiritual consciousness was saved for him, and he will surely make great progress every day when he cultivates it.

Hearing Yin Qing's words, Chong Xiu trembled with anger.

You know, it took the worm monster almost a moment to repair the "Book of Meditation" to the seventh level.In order to strengthen his spiritual consciousness, he distracted his energy, and Chongxiu hadn't even been able to condense into a demon pill, and he didn't know if he could make further progress before his lifespan was about to expire.

Now hearing the understatement of the young human race in front of me, especially just now that he had already swept away the opponent's bone age in the hedge of his spiritual consciousness, he had already cultivated at the sixth level of the Meditation Book in less than half a century, and he had formed a golden pill, the contempt and disgust in the eyes of the insect monster instantly mingled resentment and envy.

"You human race who stole your clan's skills, don't even think about leaving this place today!"

Seeing that Chongxiu's icy blue eyes were dyed with anger and gradually lost his mind, Yin Qing sneered inwardly.

The two have the same level of cultivation and spiritual consciousness. It should have been a tough battle, but now, dealing with a sane insect cultivator is different from fighting with a wild beast. As long as you stay calm, you will surely win.

"Don't be a shrinking turtle, come out to the old man!"

After all, Chongxiu showed his lower abdomen, and there was a half-human long needle hidden under his robe, and the venom from the needle dripped on the snow, melting the snow shell into a cave.

Naturally, Yin Qing wouldn't be fooled by aggressive words, instead he squeezed the fragment of the tortoise hidden in his skirt, and poured spiritual energy into it crazily.

Immediately, the defense wall that looked like a phantom became clearer, and it actually took the shape in front of the Tianyuan turtle. Although it looked like an ordinary turtle, the horns derived from the eyebrows showed the power that the turtle is difficult to break through.

Under the tortoise shell-shaped defense wall, there was no wave on Yin Qing's face, as if he really wanted to carry the 'shrinking turtle' to the end.

"I'll let you ants taste the needles of the Wanxue Ice Bee clan. If you want to live, you can't die, and you can vent your hatred for stealing my clan's treasure book!"

After the words fell, Chong Xiu rushed towards Yin Qing.

The monster race is more familiar with the Tianyuan tortoise than the human race, and the usual insect cultivators may have discovered the uniqueness of the defense wall.It's a pity that Chongxiu was originally not as intelligent as the human race, and now he is dazzled by jealousy.

Yin Qing didn't dodge or dodge, and abruptly took Chongxiu's thorn.

Bang-!

Hearing a loud buzzing noise, Yin Qing couldn't stop slipping on the snow for a while, during which time he crushed countless newly awakened ice bees to death, and the tendency was not stopped until the defense wall was completely stuck to the ice.

It's a pity that Chongxiu on the opposite side seemed to be even more tragic. When Yin Qing retreated, his heart and lungs were pierced with screams, echoing in the sky of the ice field.

Although the ice bee bug's tail needle is hard, how could it be better than the turtle's defense wall?

There were indeed a little more shallow traces on the wall, which completely disappeared after walking around with Yin Qing's aura for a few laps.Looking up at Chongxiu, Yin Qing was stunned.He guessed that the opponent would definitely be injured regardless of the attack, but he didn't expect the effect to be so outstanding.

Chongxiu's tail needle was forcibly broken in half, and blue blood oozes from the skirt of his clothes, not only staining the fabric, but even the snow.

Even if it is repaired to the heartbeat stage, the bee is still a bee. Losing the tail needle is equivalent to damaging the internal organs of the organ. Even if the wound is healed, it is impossible to restore mana.

"You son of a bitch, when you get better, you will definitely..."

Chongxiu writhed on the ground again, shaking his wings and trying to get up, while staring at Yin Qing viciously, he blamed his serious injury on Yin Qing's head.

If there was no resentment in Chongxiu's eyes, Yin Qing might be soft-hearted and walk away, letting the Chongyao live.Naihe saw the lingering hatred in the opponent's eyes, Yin Qing has always been rational, letting go is out of good intentions, but he will never leave any trouble for himself.

"Okay, fellow daoist, do you think I'll make you better?"

The next moment, Yin Qing withdrew the defense wall, pinched the magic formula, and used the strongest magic circle "Devil Weeping Formation" that he can use now in the Tianfeng Devil Weeping Book.

The icy and snowy land was just in line with Yin Qing's time and place, and the ice talisman was instantly condensed.

A black glow appeared from the magic circle, and countless black hands stretched out from the snow without the slightest variegation, silently but with a chilling and gloomy feeling.

"what is this……"

Before Chongxiu finished half a sentence, he was submerged in a black nothingness.

When everything disappeared, there was only an empty insect shell on the snow, without a trace of flesh and blood left.

"I didn't expect... Devil May Cry Formation to be so terrifying."

The speed of eroding souls was actually faster than that of blood cultivators, Yin Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion, Bai Qin didn't insist on practicing the set of exercises prepared by Yuan Fei for him back then.

Putting the worm shell into the system space, Yin Qing just wanted to step away, but found that he could not lift his left foot.

As soon as he lowered his head, Yin Qing was taken aback.

At some point, the countless insect eggs under the snow released their mucus and completely entangled him on the snow field.