Everyone was furious, and the things in their hands actually slipped away like this, especially the wave of people who were hunted down, and their hearts were extremely depressed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Young master, what should I do next?" A thin man bent over, his face was indescribably gloomy, his eyes squinted slightly, looked at the direction of Mo Xian's escape, stared, and slowly asked a young man in Tsing Yi in front of him.

"Chase, isn't Uncle Li nearby, what a naïve guy, do you think you can take the baby for yourself by sticking a shrunken land into an inch charm?" The boy's name is Lin Xi, the third son of the Qingzhou Tomb, this tomb is a well-known corpse sect in the mortal world, specializing in the study of the mysterious and evil arts, raising corpses, controlling corpses, and corpse paths, every time the Xiuzhen World War has this inheritance, even the super family is not willing to easily provoke the Tomb, because I heard that in the deepest part of the Tomb, there are several evil corpses of the Transformation Period that have failed to cross the catastrophe, and they have been raised to the level of the Corpse King by generations of corpse keepers in the Tomb, and their strength is comparable to that of the real Transformation Period monks.

This young man named Lin Xi is a half-corpse and half-human body, and his father is a corpse psychic, and later gave birth to him by intercourse with a beautiful woman in the mortal world.

Call! Mo Xian ran for five hundred miles, what he didn't notice was that a dense bush behind him was flashing a little red light, and if you looked closely, it turned out to be a spider the size of a fingernail, spitting out spider silk, which stretched for more than five hundred miles, this kind of spider silk is extremely tough, and only needs a faint light to reflect a bright white light in the air.

The moment Mo Xian pasted the talisman, Lin Xi had already shot the soul chasing spider out.

Looking at the big radish in his hand, it opened its big dark and bright eyes, the radish skin opened and closed, and it was looking at itself with a snap, and its two little feet kicked hard, trying to get out of Mo Xian's arms.

"Listen, little one! It doesn't matter if you're a turnip or something, you'd better follow me obediently, if it falls into the hands of those people, I'm afraid it will really be made into turnip soup! ”

Mo Xian looked around at the surrounding environment, the trees were dense, and the huge canopy seemed to shade the sky and the sun, blocking the sun, Mo Xian continued to walk inside, smelling a breath of death.

At the same time, three or four people in the sky drove the spirit boat to arrive here.

The young Lin Xi sniffed his nose, a small spider slowly climbed up his arm, a slender and long white spider silk emitted a faint light under the sunlight, Lin Xi nodded and affirmed: "It should be here!" ”

There are two people standing beside him, one is called Chen Ping, the strength of the Yudan period, and the other is called Li Da, the strength of the Yuan infant stage.

Chen Ping was willing to come to the tomb to practice, and he had already cultivated to the stage of knotting, and was trusted by the mansion master to become Lin Xi's servant.

The other is named Li Da, who died about fifty years ago, and was robbed of his body by the tomb, and it only took twenty years to produce a new spiritual intelligence, and he is the most likely person to cultivate to the corpse king in the Yuan infant period, and is quite valued by the lord of the mansion.

"Young master, this place seems to be a little weird," Chen Ping took a look, the trees here showed a strange dark green, the nearby terrain was narrow and long, and the dragon veins were back-rushing, belonging to the cathode, this kind of terrain belonged to the best corpse raising ground in the corpse path field, and it was most likely to give birth to the ancient god corpse, or the peerless corpse king.

Maybe there is an ancient god corpse hidden in this stretch of dark green bushes, and if one is not careful, let alone him Chen Ping himself, even the young master and Li Da will finish playing together.

The corpse path is extremely exquisite, each corpse keeper can only drive three spirit corpses at most, and soon after the corpse dies, it is forbidden to lay a ban in thirty-eight places such as the spirit platform, the big dragon, and the thirty-six heavenly veins in its body, so as to be able to achieve absolute control after the corpse is psychic, otherwise any corpse in the god transformation period is not controlled after giving birth to a new spiritual intelligence, it is a big disaster,

Chen Ping decided to release a spirit corpse and go inside to explore the way.

Crash! A black cloud of smoke suddenly appeared in the sky, and the living had to take off a layer of skin when they touched it, because it was dead air.

The smoke is thick, and a delicate woman slowly emerges, her willow eyebrows are bent, her face is like a well-polished pebble, delicate and cute, a cyan long skirt tightly wraps her body, and the two big ones on her chest are simply aggressive, but her eyes are dull, calm like a wave of autumn water, and then look inside, like a black vortex that devours the soul, which is shocking.

"This corpse, in terms of appearance, in terms of integrity, can almost be regarded as a corpse." Li Da's eyes were a little hot, and he couldn't help but admire.

"Hehe, it's useless, this corpse died because the spirit platform was broken, and the divine consciousness was affected by an unimaginable impact before his death, and it was incomplete, and there was no hope for the corpse to be psychic? It can only be included in the top grade corpse fetus and put it in the hand to play slowly. Chen Ping shook his head.

In the corpse path, the corpse that gives birth to a new spiritual consciousness is called a spirit corpse, and the rest are called corpses, and this corpse is divided into lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade according to the completeness of the corpse, its appearance, and the completeness of its divine consciousness! If this delicate woman is not incomplete, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the best corpse.

"Go ahead!" Chen Ping let out a low cry and sacrificed the female corpse, his eyes slowly turned dark green when he opened and closed, and the picture he saw in his eyes had changed to the perspective of the female corpse.

The first thing that catches your eye is the dense bushes and the cold scene of the dark day, a chill hits, Chen Ping empathizes with it as the person who controls the corpse, such a cold place, if nothing strange is born, it is abnormal.

At this moment, Mo Xian also felt that something was wrong, this place was too weird, and he had no doubt that if he went further, he might be buried in this ghost place.

Mo Xian urged the spiritual power to run a Zhengyang Huitian Gong recorded in the Mixed Yuan Somersault Technique, and a hazy white light surged up all over his body, moistening the internal organs, and this biting chill was slightly alleviated.

Mo Xian turned around and walked back, the big radish in his arms already felt that something was wrong, and the struggle became more and more intense, if it wasn't for Mo Xian's dead hug, he would have slipped away a long time ago, this radish is really strange, it is not accommodated by the storage space, otherwise why bother so much.

About ten minutes later, Mo Xian suddenly stopped, and his body slammed into the dark bushes on one side.

There was a sound of rustling footsteps in front of him, the sound came from far and near, Mo Xian pressed the big radish in his arms, clamped his legs fiercely, tried not to make a sound, and looked intently in the direction where the footsteps came.

Getting closer and closer, a figure slowly emerged, with a good figure and undulating curves, making people infinitely reverie, when the gaze gradually fixed on the face of the comer, even Mo Xian couldn't help but almost scream.

Where did the female ghost come from, her pale cheeks, the light here showed a pale green color under the reflection of the leaves, and the whole person felt like a soul seeking her life, and the resentment exuded from her body couldn't help but make Mo Xian feel trembling.

"What a ghost!" Mo Xian secretly cursed in his heart and continued to stare at the actions of the female corpse.

The female corpse walked in front of Mo Xian, suddenly stopped, her death-like gaze scanned back and forth, her wood-like face trembled, and a look of confusion appeared.

"I'm feeling angry here, maybe that kid is here." Chen Ping, who controlled the female corpse, said slowly.

"Pull him out for me, it delayed my work for half a day, and he died and refined into a corpse for Young Master Ben to raise a dog!" Lin Xi said coldly, his face full of calmness.

In the woods, Mo Xian held his breath and watched the female corpse slowly walk towards him, her steps were light, and she could see every tiny pore on her face.

Can't wait any longer! Mo Xian sacrificed two thunder talismans, and in an instant, the thunder was surging, and the violent yang power suddenly diffused a lot of dead air around him, taking advantage of the chaos, Mo Xian escaped with his body, and the corpse was most afraid of this kind of yang power, so this thunder talisman was sacrificed, and there was no resistance for a while.

Outside the field, Chen Ping's face was twisted, and he hurriedly cut off the control of the female corpse, bleeding from the corners of his eyes, and said hideously: "This stinky boy, I'm going to peel off his skin!" ”

Mo Xian urged his spiritual power, galloped forward, and gradually saw a glimmer of light, his face was happy, and three steps turned into two steps ready to step out.

Suddenly, his expression suddenly froze, and a hand hooked on his shoulder, like eternal ice, and cold sweat soaked Mo Xian's back in an instant.