Although it is unbelievable, I have to believe it, how can Maoshan's 'soul searching technique' be fake, what I see is the memory of this rich man. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Shocked for a moment, Yi Xiaofan calmed down, as a disciple of Maoshan and practicing Maoshan Taoism, he was different from ordinary people, and crossing was not too bizarre for him.

I've seen a lot of zombies and ghosts, but what is the crossing compared to?

Three thousand worlds, hundreds of millions of small worlds, although this is mentioned by Buddhism, but long before that, there was Taoism's "three thousand" saying.

After casting the forbidden method, his body should have dissipated and turned into a ghost, but now, not only is his body not damaged at all, but even his cultivation still exists.

In this way, the crossing ............ Wouldn't that be a good thing?

The only regret is that those protagonists in the novel will have some kind of anti-heaven golden finger after crossing over, but when it comes to themselves, let alone the golden finger, there is no fart.

However, thinking of this, Yi Xiaofan suddenly realized that there was something hanging from his waist, and when he looked down, it was not the treasure of the Maoshan faction, the Purple Gold Demon Refining Pot.

It's just that this thing is said to be a treasure, but in fact it is useless at all, what a treasure of the town, it can't even be cleaned up by a flying corpse.

As soon as he thought of this, Yi Xiaofan was angry, and he reached out to throw the gourd aside, but the moment he just touched the gourd, his heart was suddenly shocked, and there was a monstrous wave in an instant. Kneel down and beg for a hundred black!

In this gourd............ Nima's, isn't that a flying corpse!

Yi Xiaofan suddenly had a thrill, jumped up, and threw the gourd out directly.

Thinking that the gourd could only be sealed for twelve hours, Yi Xiaofan not only trembled in his legs, but even his teeth trembled, twelve hours, when he fought the flying corpse, the scorching sun was in the sky, and now, ............

Seeing that it was pitch black outside, Yi Xiaofan almost had the heart to cry.

No, it's so back? This has just crossed over, what kind of place is this, oh yes, Heavenly Soul Continent, what is this?

What's even worse is that just when Yi Xiaofan condemned the injustice of fate, the gourd that sank to the ground had already begun to shake violently.

"I'll go, don't you want to be in such a hurry, hurry up to reincarnate you. Yi Xiaofan patted his head pitifully.

Now what?

I'm afraid it's too late, and even if it's too late, it's not a long-term solution.

What are you kidding, is it possible to use the forbidden method again, the ancestor is on the body?

Just when Yi Xiaofan was in a dilemma, he saw the gourd on the ground, the treasure of the Maoshan faction, and several cracks appeared around his body.

And, getting bigger!

At the critical juncture, Yi Xiaofan's brain became extraordinarily bright, and he instantly thought of a dangerous way, which was not a way, that is-refining corpses!

A corpse refining that is more dangerous than raising a corpse!

The purpose of the Maoshan faction is not to allow disciples to perform evil corpse cultivation techniques, let alone alchemy techniques, but at this time, Yi Xiaofan can still manage so much, and it is already a blessing to be able to survive.

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaofan suddenly sat cross-legged, there was no time to hesitate, and hurriedly recited the spirit mantra towards the gourd with both hands: "Yin soul corpse, give you the name of the law, return to me to refine, seal your general, help me do things, take me as the master, absorb my law, eat my spirit, hurry like a law!"

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaofan had already begun to show a painful look on his face, beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, and his whole body was constantly trembling.

"Demon Venerable Drought, worship my disciples, reward your soul, give you three spirits, when the spell is completed, respect my law, if you don't obey, the corpse rots and the soul flies!"

At this point, the curse was completed.

I saw Yi Xiaofan's eyes were blank, looking like crazy, his hands were clenched into fists tightly, due to the great strength, his nails had been deeply sunk into his palms, and traces of blood slid down his palms.

It was a soul-torn, utterly unbearable pain!

People have three souls and seven spirits, and refining the corpse is to extract one of the three souls of oneself, and three of the seven spirits are extracted, and the method of Maoshan Zhoutian is used to enter the body of the refined corpse.

Just as Yi Xiaofan finished reciting the spirit mantra, the purple gold alchemy pot that cracked around his body exploded at the right time, and dozens of fragments turned into powder.

What suddenly appeared at dusk was the flying corpse in a cyan robe.

Enduring the pain of torn souls, Yi Xiaofan, with strong belief, finally slapped out his palm before falling unconscious, and smashed the extracted soul into the body of the flying corpse.

After that, Yi Xiaofan's eyes went black and he fell unconscious.

However, in the wooden house, there was a sudden gloomy wind, and the flying corpse seemed to be in pain, constantly struggling in all directions, and bursts of piercing wails, like the roar of a whale, spread for miles in a radius.

At the same time, somewhere in this corpse ghost forest.

A middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, his brows were tightly locked, his eyes trembled slightly, the horror in his eyes was obvious, his whole body was covered with scratches, and a large amount of blood stained his shirt red, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

Opposite him, it was a creature that was extremely similar to a flying corpse, about two meters tall, with a green face and fangs, and empty eyes that couldn't help but make people's hearts tremble, and their liver and gall were broken.

Obviously, this middle-aged man is not its opponent, and those scratches on his body must also be its doing.

Looking at the middle-aged man, his body was rickety, and his hands holding the sword trembled slightly, obviously he had reached the point of despair, I am afraid that the blue-faced and fanged monster could easily take his life with just one shot.

At this moment, a terrifying wail was heard, but the body of the blue-faced and fanged monster trembled and cowered, as if it was terrified of this wail.

The wails continued one after another, but the monster became more and more afraid, completely leaving the middle-aged man out of his mind.

Finally, the last wail came, compared to the previous one, this wail was extremely sharp, and it sounded extremely miserable, and the blue-faced and fanged monster seemed to be terrified to the extreme, completely ignoring whether the middle-aged man was dead or alive, and turned around and ran towards the depths of the ghost forest.

Great opportunity, the middle-aged man didn't dare to stay longer, supported his body, and staggered towards the outside of the ghost forest, but he had just walked a dozen steps, but he saw that the middle-aged man turned around and walked to the other side.

Look in that direction, and suddenly it is where the wailing comes from.

After a difficult trek for more than half an hour, the middle-aged man finally stopped.

In front of him was a simple wooden house, and he had the courage to look in, but it was a young man who had passed out on the ground, dressed in a strange costume, and there was a look of pain between his eyebrows.

Looking inside, there was a picture that made him feel terrified, a creature that was a thousand times more terrifying than the green-faced and fanged corpse demon.

The pale hair was scattered over his shoulders, and his pupilless eyes were breathtaking, and he didn't dare to look at it more, just this glance scared the middle-aged man a lot, and he felt that the creature in front of him was more than a step stronger than the corpse demon, and the middle-aged man didn't dare to stay here any longer, even if it was a minute or a second.

The only thing he could do before desperately escaping was to keep in mind the young man's appearance.

He knew that he was able to survive at the hands of the corpse demon because of the young man in the wooden house.