Corpse cultivation, that is a rarer existence than ghost cultivation.

And unlike ghost cultivation, which can only stop at the realm of human immortals, corpse cultivation is an existence that can truly set foot in the realm of heavenly immortals.

A ghost cultivator, a corpse cultivator, and a demon who can cast spells when he enters the Xuan Realm, putting aside the last demon, just because the corpse cultivator and the ghost cultivator appeared at the same time, the middle-aged man was very suspicious, is this really Chizhou, not Yinzhou and Youzhou?

Even in Yinzhou and Youzhou, corpse cultivation is not a ubiquitous existence.

The middle-aged man swallowed quietly.

What he saw tonight was so subversive that he couldn't believe how lucky he had to be to come across such an appalling combination.

However, the middle-aged man still did not give up at the moment.

His only way to escape was with this girl who had entered the Xuan Realm.

As if feeling the gaze of the middle-aged man, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man, his expression was very indifferent, looking at the middle-aged man's eyes was no better than looking at a stone, as if he was completely unaware of the difference in strength between himself and the middle-aged man.

"Die."

Yi Ran's voice was very hoarse, and after he spit out a word indifferently, he no longer paid attention to the middle-aged man, but turned his head to look at the battlefield between Ye Kong and Ma Wencai.

The middle-aged man's face quickly turned pale, full of anger and unwillingness.

If it was Ye Kong, a ghost cultivator, who said this to him, then he would still be able to understand, after all, the difference in strength was too big, and he had no possibility of resisting at all. But a corpse cultivator who is not through the Xuan Realm, where does he have the qualifications to say such things to himself?

"What my junior brother means is that if you continue to fight me, then you will definitely die." Qingyi said without looking back.

"Senior Brother......" The middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly.

Through the corpse cultivation of the sixth layer of Xuan, call a child who has entered the fourth layer of Xuan as a senior sister?

How is this possible!

The middle-aged man looked at Qing Yi with an indifferent look, and even recalled the cold on Qing Yi's face when Ye Kong's body was destroyed before, and the killing intent that he knew about the difference in strength between the two sides but still undisguised it. These various details made the middle-aged man realize that the little girl in front of him was probably not a simple character, it was very likely that she was an old monster who had been reborn, otherwise how could she be able to cast a spell in the Xuan Realm?

He had heard in the Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion that some old monsters who had been reborn could adjust the manipulation of the true element to a very subtle level with the experience of the past, so that as long as the minimum requirements of the true element of the spell were reached, they would be able to cast this spell without wasting a single trace of the true element.

The middle-aged man thought that the little girl in front of him must be an old monster who had been reborn, and it was likely to be from places like Youzhou and Yinzhou. Otherwise, how could he possibly walk with a corpse cultivator and a ghost cultivator, both of which are recognized as taboos in the cultivation world.

And just when the middle-aged man was still thinking and his brain was open, the battle between Ye Kong and Ma Wencai finally entered the most critical state.

Ye Kong shot out thirty-six filthy mist, and then took advantage of Marven's unpreparedness to directly form a small Zhou Tian array.

"How is this possible!" Marven let out an exclamation, "How can you cast so much filthy mist!" ”

"Why not?" Ye Kong smiled indifferently.

"Every filthy yin mist needs your ghost cultivator's original soul yin qi to be able to condense it, you ...... How could there be so much innate soul yin qi. "In the cultivation world, people have always been very vigilant about things that specialize in defiling other people's magic weapons, especially monks like sword cultivators who intersect with the lives of flying swords, and they pay special attention to these, so they know far more about this kind of magic weapons and spells that can defile flying swords than ordinary people.

Filthy Yin Mist, of course, is a unique means of ghost cultivation, and it is a great killing weapon such as magic weapons and flying swords for other monks, but this technique is not without shortcomings.

The condensation of each filthy yin mist needs to consume the ghost cultivator's own soul yin qi.

The so-called original soul yin qi, to put it bluntly, is the essence of the ghost cultivator's own life, after all, the ghost cultivator is actually the purest spirit body, and it is a yin soul condensed by yin qi. Therefore, every bit of Soul Yin Qi consumed is a kind of loss to oneself for ghost cultivation, and it takes a very slow process to be able to replenish it back.

Because of this, even if a ghost cultivator can cast a filthy mist, it may not necessarily cast too much filthy mist, which is really a move that outweighs the losses.

Because, once the Filthy Yin Mist is unleashed, the ghost cultivator can no longer recover his Essence Soul Yin Qi, which means that the loss of this Essence Soul Yin Qi is completely consumed.

And this point also involves another disadvantage of the Filthy Mist: that is, every filthy Mist is not under the control of the ghost cultivators. Once it is cast, it will look for something with aura and spirituality to defile and destroy on its own.

"Even if you can, you're willing to wear ...... like this," the panic on Ma Wencai's face was clearly visible, "You can't control these filthy mist at all, why ......"

"That's my secret." Ye Kong smiled again, and didn't intend to answer Ma Wencai's question, "If you didn't do anything to me just now, then I probably wouldn't care about a clown like you, after all, it's the people from Mu Wangfu who are really interested in you." …… But alas, you shouldn't still be trying to take away my disciples, so I can't let you go. ”

"It was just a misunderstanding."

"It's late." Ye Kong shook his head slightly, "I can't let a person like you who can see my luck in vain live." Who knows if you will attack my futile idea in the future, in order to avoid this kind of trouble, I can only completely stifle the possibility of such a danger of yours. ”

Ma Wencai clenched the flying sword in his hand, staring at Ye Kong with his eyes, his eyes were already red: "Hahaha, then we will die together today!" ”

"Together?" Ye Kong was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had heard a funny joke, he let out a burst of laughter, "It's just you, are you worthy?" ”

Marven looked at Ye Kong, and then suddenly, without warning, suddenly rushed towards Ye Kong, murderous.

In the face of Ma Wencai's murderous sword, Ye Kong did not dodge or dodge, but the smile on his face remained the same, as if he was watching a farce.

His right hand raised slightly, and the gray mist around him began to condense into Ye Kong's right hand, like a gray fist glove.

However, what was faster than Ye Kong's actions was the filthy mist around him.

Just like a shark smelling blood, it suddenly rushed towards Marven in a frenzy.

Originally, what Ma Wencai needed to face was at most three or four filthy mists, but since Ye Kong laid down the Xiao Zhou Tian Array, the moment a filthy mist moved, the surrounding thirty-five filthy mist also immediately moved, directly blocking all the space around Ma Wencai.

It was only in the blink of an eye that Marven found that he had completely fallen into the encirclement of filthy mist, and even these filthy mists completely blinded his line of sight, making him unable to see the surrounding situation at all.

However, it is different from the previous caution.

This time, a flash of resoluteness flashed on Ma Wencai's face, his right hand suddenly loosened, and his palm struck the end of the hilt, and the entire flying sword suddenly bloomed with dazzling blue brilliance.

As if knowing its fate, the flying sword let out a sword roar full of sorrow, and then flew towards Ye Kong quickly.

Thirty-six filthy mist, like the gluttony of smelling food, frantically wound around the flying sword, and in the blink of an eye, the entire flying sword had turned into an object emitting a black mist, and it was completely impossible to see the situation inside. And the speed of the flying sword's rapid shooting is also decreasing sharply at an alarming speed, and the cold momentum that originally broke through the fog almost became like a turtle at the moment when it was entangled in the fog.

Ye Kong used special means to make the filthy yin fog that could not be commanded successfully set up the Xiao Zhou Tian Array.

And Ma Wencai was not stupid, and he also used the means of sacrificing the flying sword to forcibly break through the Xiao Zhou Tian Array composed of thirty-six filthy mist.

At the moment when he abandoned the flying sword and completely lost the ability to block him with the filthy yin mist, Marven did not advance but retreated, and the whole person quickly retreated, directly opening a distance of more than 100 meters with Ye Kong. He was convinced that as long as the sword attendant of the Heaven and Earth Sword Pavilion was still here, then it would be impossible for Ye Kong, a ghost cultivator, to continue to hunt down and kill him, because that sword attendant had the strength of the Great Perfection of the Circle Realm, even if there was a Yin corpse next to him protecting Qing Yi, he would definitely not be able to stop the middle-aged man's forcible attack.

With the degree of care that Ye Kong showed for his apprentice before, Marven could be sure that this ghost cultivator would only give up chasing and killing him.

But even if he was able to escape, the loss of such a high-grade Spirit Treasure Flying Sword would still be an extremely heavy loss for Ma Wencai.

He looked at Ye Kong's gaze, full of infinite hatred: "Your Excellency's grace today, I will have thick and thin in the future!" ”

"It's not going to take a day." Ye Kong didn't seem to see Ma Wencai, who was quickly distancing himself away, his smile was still the same, and his voice was as indifferent as ever, "Just today, it's most appropriate to repay with your life." ”

As Ye Kong's words fell, an iron sword that had become rusty fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Like a wail, like a cry.

The sword body was broken in response.

And the filthy mist, which had lost its target, also dispersed at this moment, like a swarm of bats that were surprised and scattered. However, no one would worry about the effects of these Filthy Mists, because this spell would only react to things like magic weapons and flying swords, and if there were no such spiritual things nearby, the Filthy Mist would not have any reaction at all under normal circumstances, and would only gradually disappear with the passage of time.

At this time, the middle-aged man was stunned to find that in less than half a second when these filthy mist dispersed and obscured everyone's sight, Ye Kong's figure actually disappeared in front of everyone.

No one knows how he appeared behind Ma Wencai's back.

The middle-aged man only knew that the last scene he saw was that the gray mist condensed on Ye Kong's right hand was like a long sword, directly penetrating Ma Wencai's chest, and it was rapidly turning into a dry corpse at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then even the bones of the corpse were completely weathered and dissipated.

Not even its primordial spirit had time to escape!

It's so completely dissipated into this world!