Chapter Ninety-Two: The Natural Enemy of the Dead

"Ruijin Peak Jia Yun, I have seen my ancestor. Qin Yang's heart was beating wildly, but he saluted respectfully on his face.

This dead ghost should not have been dead for a long time, and some of his consciousness and memories are still there.

This person is very murderous, he is the most impressive, nine times out of ten is when he was alive, the opponent he killed, these faces conjured up by memories, not deliberately disfigured by him, but consciousness, memory, emotions and many other things as a human being, are constantly passing, and when these faces disappear, he can't remember them at all.

At that time, it may indeed become a complete corpse.

"The old man was also in the line of Rui Jinfeng when he was alive, and he was the uncle of Jiang Chuan's stupid master back then, and it was not easy to see a living junior, and it can be regarded as Jiang Chuan's little bastard who found out that he would no longer harm my Rui Jinfeng lineage, how is Rui Jinfeng now?"

"Back to the ancestor, there are few living people in Rui Jin Peak, and the master should be able to see that talents like me have been sent here to die, and Rui Jin Feng has completely declined, and no one will join Rui Jin Feng anymore. Qin Yang remained silent, the alarm bell rang in his heart, but he poured black water on Jiang Chuan.

"If it weren't for the old man, if it weren't for the fact that the old man had already fallen and left the ancestral tomb, he would have completely turned into ashes in a moment and a half, and he would definitely return to the sect and kill Jiang Chuan, the little bastard......!"

"There is the secret support of the sect, no one can be governed, there is an old man in the ancestral tomb who left an important message, some time ago, Wu Yu Shizu walked out of the ancestral tomb again, so now the sect is determined to win, a little sacrifice, it is worth it. Qin Yang swept around, his mouth flickered casually, and he wondered how to escape......

"Hey, it's time for my Ruijin Peak to fall, the old man looks at your physical foundation, it's really strong, you shouldn't come here to send you to death, come, come here, let the old man take a good look at you......" The dead ghost waved his hand and motioned for Qin Yang to come closer......

Qin Yang's heart beat suddenly, a drop of cold sweat on the back of his neck slowly seeped out, and the murderous aura around him became more and more intense, stinging his skin, and the faces of the dead ghosts around him were transformed into dead qi, screaming and roaring even more hideously.

It was like cheering, wailing, and cursing viciously, and finally someone joined them.

"What? Isn't the old man's appearance scary? Come, let the old man see what the foundation of your physical body is, if it is really a genius, the old man will fight to destroy you, and he will send you back, and then slap Jiang Chuan!"

"That's not it, I just think that before the death of the ancestor, the strength must be almost the same as that of the ancestor Wu Yu, maybe it will be stronger. Qin Yang paced and slowly retreated, but found that the distance between him and the dead ghost was constantly narrowing.

"I'm ashamed to say it, the old man was only at the peak of the Shenhai during his lifetime, compared to Wu Yu's geniuses like Master Yu, I don't know how much, you junior, don't talk nonsense at will, come, come here, let the old man take a good look at you." ”

Uncontrollably, Qin Yang was torn in front of the dead ghost by an invisible force, and the dead ghost's hideous, metallic bone claws slowly rested on Qin Yang's shoulder.

In an instant, the bone claws pierced into Qin Yang's shoulder, blood gushed out, and was devoured by the claws of the dead ghost, and the surrounding vigorous dead qi frantically eroded Qin Yang's body, in just one or two breaths, there were a few more strands of white hair in Qin Yang's hair, the luster of his flesh became dull, and the vitality was frantically consumed.

And on the claws of the dead ghosts turned into bones, flesh and blood grow, slowly covering a layer of fresh flesh and blood, and under the infusion of vitality, there is a bit of flesh and blood resurrection.

At this time, Qin Yang also put one hand on the arm of the dead ghost, and a trace of white light floated, like a phantom of the palm, poking out from Qin Yang's palm and submerged into the dead ghost's body.

"Hmm, what are you doing?" the dead ghost screamed in terror, and the lifeless face beside him continued to crumble.

Qin Yang didn't move, gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of madness, and he casually took out a Yimu essence qi crystal and held it under his tongue, his eyes were full of mockery.

"Let go!" The dead ghost screamed and howled, the dead air was like a tide, constantly beating, Qin Yang's mouth was muffled, but he didn't let go, and when his hair was half white, the dead ghost's voice slowly became weak, and turned to pleading, as if he was about to swallow a breath.

"You let the old man go, the old man sent you away immediately, fought to extinguish the ashes, and also helped you kill Jiang Chuan, you let ......"

"Hehe......" Qin Yang sneered, unmoved, and with a sharp pull of his right hand, he saw two balls of light flying out of his palm, and the vigorous death qi that enveloped the corpse of the dead ghost suddenly shattered, and the murderous aura disappeared in an instant, and he didn't even finish the last sentence.

I saw the corpse of the dead ghost, and with a click, it fell to the ground and turned into a complete corpse......

"I don't know how far worse it is than Wu Yu's terrifying soul, and you dare to pretend to be forced in front of Lao Tzu?" Qin Yang sneered, Wu Yu and other terrifying beings, walking out of the ancestral tomb, are still powerful and powerful, just if the dead breath leaks out, they can kill themselves in seconds, how dare they get close to touch the corpse, as for this dead ghost, the moment he walks out of the ancestral tomb, I am afraid that he will be wiped out immediately......

He plucked out the claws that were stuck in his shoulders and dropped them on the ground, then slapped two balls of light on his head.

Of the two blue skill books, one of them was the first to feel it, and it turned out to be the Hardware Naxi Magic Method......

Qin Yang couldn't help but scold secretly, he lost.

After the fusion was completed, Qin Yang's expression moved, quite surprised......

"There's even a stacking effect?"

After the fusion, there was a lot of content, and more importantly, many of the insights were not available to Qin Yang himself, according to the new method to operate the exercises a little, he immediately felt that the cultivation of the body began to slowly improve, according to this trend, as long as he cultivated again, he could at least become more than three percent stronger.

Feel another blue skill book again, it turned out to be this dead ghost's formation forbidden cultivation codex!

"This dead ghost is really a husband who sends charcoal in the snow, is anxious for justice and righteousness, and sends people thousands of miles away. After Qin Yang's fusion was completed, he opened his eyes and his face was full of surprise.

I am so cautious and vigilant, what is the reason, I am not self-aware, I know that the level of my formation prohibition is really limited, and if I put it in the Magic Stone Ancestral Tomb, if I am not careful, it will be the end of a catastrophe.

What is charcoal in the snow, this is it!

Where is it like Dang Han's guy, he found out two skill books, a method of condensing one-yuan heavy water, and a one-yuan heavy water array.

The condensation of one-yuan heavy water takes time, and it takes a lot of time to grind slowly in a suitable place, and only after saving enough one-yuan heavy water can one yuan heavy water array be arranged.

What is the use of it?

After an hour, Qin Yang recovered from his external injuries, relied on the essence of Yimu to replenish his vitality, and after he had completely recovered, he took out a coffin, collected the corpse of the dead ghost, and dug a pit on the top of the mountain to bury it.

Standing in front of the tomb, Qin Yang sighed: "It stands to reason that you are not my customer, and you want to kill me, I shouldn't help you be buried, but for the sake of the two skill books, they are now of great use, plus I am a kind-hearted person, and I will definitely be buried after touching the corpse, which is cheap for you." ”