This eerie black gas twisted frantically in Gu Qingfeng's palm, emitting strange and evil thoughts from within, as though there were Buddhist chants and hellish ghosts screaming.
Not only that.
It even wanted to burrow into Gu Qingfeng's body, making him completely fall and become an Evil Spirit.
At once.
Gu Qingfeng activated the power in his palm, unleashing a terrifying, scorching vitality, intending to completely refine and dissolve the eerie black gas.
However—
No matter how incredible the vitality was, it was consistently difficult to truly eradicate the eerie black gas.
Seeing this.
Gu Qingfeng's expression finally changed a bit.
"Can't refine it!"
This was the third thing he had encountered that he couldn't refine.
A drop of blood!
A severed finger!
And the eerie black gas before him.
However.
Gu Qingfeng had a method to deal with it; he immediately took out a jade bottle and directly put the eerie black gas into it.
It is worth mentioning.
