ps: I have a lumbar protrusion, I don't know if it can be cured. Hey, it's a more chapter, and it's been posted.

Corpse puppets, which are refined from the corpses of monks or demon beasts, mostly erase the consciousness of the corpse and plant the divine thoughts of the owner of the corpse refining in order to control it. Iron corpse qi training, silver corpse foundation building, golden corpse golden pill, is the general common sense of the cultivation realm, not to mention that Xuan Mo has seen several high-level corpse refining, and he is no stranger to corpse puppets.

Shen Nian swept towards "Wenchang", Xuan Mo's eyes were cold, this "Wenchang" was as the old man said, it had been sacrificed into a corpse puppet, and there was no sign of life. However, the strange thing is that there seems to be a trace of consciousness in the empty eyes of "Wenchang", which is different from ordinary corpse refining. There is this trace of consciousness, and there is no sense of sluggishness in the movements of "Wenchang", and this corpse refining technique is clever.

Knowing that "Wenchang" had died, a sense of sadness rose in the depths of Xuanmo's soul. 100,000 years ago, Jiuli occupied the Southern Wilderness, and there were many outstanding people, how strong! Now, it has been reduced to the point of being refined into a corpse puppet. Thinking of this, Xuan Mo's eyes were furious, the three silver stars in the center of his eyebrows turned into blood in an instant, and the momentum of the three-star divine body roared out, without a trace of reservation!

At this moment, Xuanmo has only one thought in his heart, to do whatever it takes to avenge the deceased clansmen!

The momentum of Xuanmo Jiuli's divine body made the remaining consciousness of "Wenchang" instinctively restrain the offensive and hesitate to Han Tao's order, while Han Tao, who was struggling to urge the magic weapon silver ring, changed his expression greatly, and his old eyes widened!

"This momentum! No way! You're not a foundation building monk, you're a Jindan monster! ”

Han Tao's judgment was not wrong. Zhu Yan Star, a three-star divine body, with the strength of his body alone, Xuan Mo can completely rival ordinary Jindan monks. Seeing that Xuan Mo, who was regarded as a "fat sheep", suddenly turned into a tiger, Han Tao was so shocked that his face was bloodless, and he didn't care that the magic weapon silver ring had not yet been urged, he slapped his palm on his chest, and a mouthful of natal essence blood sprayed on the magic weapon silver ring, and forcibly urged the light of the silver ring to as much as half a ring.

And Han Tao's own aura also quickly withered, his old face was even more dry, the injury of this palm, without more than ten years of penance, it is impossible to recover, but at this moment, Han Tao, between life and death, where can he dare to have half a reservation. With a flick of his fingers, he threw the silver ring into the air, Han Tao's old face smiled fiercely, and his words were full of madness,

"Haha, what about Brother Jindan!" Natal corpse puppet', the old man doesn't want it! Wipe Know! Snow Silver Ring, Hurry! ”

As Han Tao shouted the word "wipe knowledge", several blood-colored runes lit up in the center of "Wenchang's" eyebrows, and the blood-colored runes shattered, and the only remaining trace of consciousness of "Wenchang" was erased by Han Tao's divine thoughts, and his body was immediately completely controlled. At this moment, "Wenchang", his eyes were completely hollow, his skin was glowing with jet black, and on the left side of his face, where the black mangs were the most prosperous, three jet-black feather wing seals slowly emerged, this "Wenchang" Before his death, the black blood demon body was only afraid that he had cultivated to the realm of three feathers!

The feather seal appeared, the momentum of "Wenchang" was not much worse than that of the Jindan monk, the speed was faster than the blood sword, and the latter came first to block in front of the old man, and the skin around his body burst open, and the black blood covered the whole body, facing Xuanmo, and a punch was struck, and the fist wind was mixed with thousands of black blood spots, turning into thousands of black wind blades, slashing towards Xuanmo! At the same time, in mid-air, the magic weapon silver ring had turned into a hundred zhang in size, and it spread out in the silver mang, turning into thousands of silver halos, shooting towards Xuanmo like raindrops.

This jet-black wind blade and silver aura, each one, was enough to easily kill an ordinary foundation building monk, even if it was a blood-turning sword, after withstanding several attacks, it was already dimmed with blood and full of cracks. It's just that at this moment, Xuan Mo didn't care about the damage of the Blood Sword, he only grasped the claw, and grabbed it with a palm towards the black blood silver light in the sky. In mid-air, a huge illusory bone claw appeared out of thin air, and the black blood wind blade and silver ring light slashed on the bone claw, making a sound of gold and iron, but it could not damage the bone claw in the slightest, and under the grip of the bone claw, the silver ring of the wind blade in the sky was caught and scattered!

"This, what kind of spell is this! It's not good, you have to run away! ”

Seeing that the desperate blow of his own loss of cultivation was actually scattered by the other party's claw using a strange method, Han Tao suddenly felt his heart jumping, where did he not know that he had provoked a terrible person again! Hurriedly took out a few silver talismans from the storage bag, and pasted them all on his chest, and the silver light in front of him suddenly skyrocketed, and in just a moment, he would escape a hundred miles away in the silver light!

The talisman used to escape, Xuan Mo had already seen it, that day in Xuan's City, Huang Wei, who came to provoke, escaped with a silver talisman, at this moment Han Tao took out the silver talisman, the level is obviously higher than Huang Wei's talisman, if Han Tao successfully uses the silver talisman to escape, it will be a disaster after all. In Xuan Mo's eyes, the color of indifference was even stronger, and a trace of blood in the center of his eyebrows surged into his heart, and a trace of strangeness arose. And under Han Tao's feet, among the endless rotten branches and dead leaves, countless rotten bone claws suddenly poked out, grabbing Han Tao so hard that he couldn't move a bit.

These white bone soldiers, their cultivation is low, and the gap between them and the "soldiers and fierce sun" used by the Zhu Yan Demon Emperor is not more than heaven and earth, but it is enough to slightly prevent Han Tao from leaving. Xuan Mo, who was surrounded by blood and qi, stepped out and disappeared in place when the white bone soldiers trapped Han Tao, and the next moment, he had appeared in front of Han Tao.

A punch slammed into Han Tao's dantian, and when he took it out again, he actually took out Han Tao's golden pill that had not been completely condensed. This golden pill is still angular, not round and jade, when this golden pill is completely formed, it is the time when Han Tao breaks through the golden pill period, but it is a pity that Xuan Mo takes out this "fake pill" at this moment, which also means that the century-old cultivation of this ruthless old man is abolished!

The "Fake Dan" was abolished, his cultivation was lost, and he knew that he would not escape death, Han Tao was no longer afraid of Xuan Mo, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and on his gray face, the ruthless old eyes looked at Xuan Mo unwillingly,

"Ahem, ahem, planted in your hands, the old man admits it! But if you are willing to let the old man live, the old man will not only give you this 'corpse puppet' and this 'furnace ding', but also tell you a big secret! This secret is also what the old man just discovered, cough cough cough... If you don't know this secret, even if you are a Jindan monk, you will be killed by the Yue Palace! ”

Seeing that Han Tao had reached this point, he could still negotiate with himself calmly, Xuan Mo sneered, and grabbed the top of Han Tao's skull with his left palm, "I don't believe what you said, for you, there is only 'soul search and memories'!" ”

Soul Searching and Destroying Memories is not a profound spell, it only needs the monk to generate divine thoughts, and it can be cast. Forcibly invade the opponent's sea of consciousness with divine thoughts, read the opponent's memory, and exert the requirement that the divine mind is higher than the other party, and the only flaw is that it will cause irreparable damage to the soul searcher.

Before Xuanmo's words stopped, the divine thoughts invaded the sea of knowledge on the top of Han Tao's skull, and Han Tao was stunned at first, and then sneered in his heart.

"Arrogant boy, such a weak divine thought, he dares to search for the soul of the old man! It just so happened that the old man took the opportunity to erase your knowledge of the sea and take away your body! ”

Han Tao's evil thoughts arose, and in Xuan Mo's hand, a small sword that was as clear as a crystal had already appeared, and he slashed at the old man's divine thoughts, and with a few swords, he cut off ninety percent of Han Tao's divine thoughts. The remaining one, Xuan Mo was not afraid at all, and his divine thoughts poured into Han Tao's sea of knowledge like a tide, reading Han Tao's memory, and Han Tao's eyes also changed from surprise to permanent emptiness.

Han Tao wouldn't know that Xuan Mo had the treasure of slashing souls, had a three-star divine body, and had a gift from the Demon Emperor, and Han Tao wouldn't know why Xuan Mo had a killing heart for himself. Because he would never know that Xuan Mo's previous life was the ancient god of the Jiuli clan 100,000 years ago! And his duty is to guard his people!