When Ning Fan was about to slip away, the zombie was knocked away like a cannonball and stopped in front of him.

"Lost?"

As soon as Ning Fan raised a trace of doubt, he saw the zombies rushing over without fear of death.

The zombie's power is extremely terrifying, and a single punch and kick can knock the corpse's body into a wound the size of a bowl.

But this kind of fatal injury is undoubtedly an itch for the corpse spirit composed of corpse qi.

No matter how big the injury is, the wound heals instantly.

On the other hand, the corpse spirit seems to have no way to deal with the zombies, and there is no other considerable offensive other than knocking them away.

The two humans scuffled together, and it seemed a little insignificant, but every time they attacked, the corpse qi was like a throbbing change of wind and clouds, and the terrifying whistling sound was enough to prove the terrifying power contained in it.

With Ning Fan's current strength, he couldn't alarm this sticky corpse qi at all.

After only a few glances, Ning Fan shook his head and gave up his plan to besiege the corpse spirit.

"Swallow mountains and rivers!"

Hearing these four words, Ning Fan stopped and looked behind him in surprise.

"Is this the voice of a corpse?"

The doubts in his mind flashed away, and Ning Fan had long known that with the improvement of the strength of the corpse spirit, it would appear to be sane.

It's just that at least above the Yuan Spirit Realm, the corpse spirit will be enlightened.

"A Yuan Spirit Realm that can exert its true strength. ”

Ning Fan's eyes were shocked, it was also the Yuan Spirit Realm, and the strength exerted by real people was several levels higher than that of zombies.

Without having time to think about the true strength of the corpse spirit, Ning Fan noticed that the corpse qi of the entire fifth layer began to undergo violent turmoil.

It seems that there is an invisible force that is constantly squeezing the corpse qi towards the direction of the corpse spirit.

This is like the vortex generated at the dantian during Ning Fan's retreat.

It's just that the efficiency of the corpse spirit is higher, and the corpse qi in the fifth layer of space is decreasing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

More and more corpse qi converged towards the corpse spirit.

A strange thing happened, the corpse qi that was originally gray actually began to fade under such a high concentration of gathering.

With the corpse spirit as the center, it is as if a circular barrier has appeared, blocking all the corpse qi from the outside.

This scene is like the station of the corpse chaser faction.

Ning Fan, who was in the center of the storm, his face sank, and in the blink of an eye, the corpse qi was already so sticky that he couldn't believe it.

"Poof......

Ning Fan, who seemed to be carrying two Mount Tai on his shoulders, was immediately squeezed out of his internal injuries by this terrible pressure.

Everything is just like the scene when Ning Fan first entered the fifth layer of space.

Such a terrifying coercion does not seem to have much effect on the zombies, except for the decrease in speed, it still retains an indomitable offensive.

Ning Fan moved his steps with difficulty and walked towards the entrance of the passage.

But before he could take two steps, he felt that the pressure was getting heavier and heavier, enough to resist the pistol's skin, and under this pressure, a slight crack began to appear.

But as long as Ning Fan didn't move, this pressure would remain unmoving.

"I can't leave!"

Ning Fan subconsciously looked at the corpse spirit, and the latter happened to look over.

In the eyes of each other, Ning Fan clearly saw a trace of anthropomorphic mockery in it.

Ning Fan, who was not convinced, took a small step forward again, and the skin that was already on the verge of rupture exploded in an instant.

The splash of blood seemed to be swallowed by corpse gas, and disappeared without a trace as soon as it appeared.

At the same time, there was an overwhelming squeak from the bones.

With this temptation, Ning Fan didn't dare to move forward.

He had fully understood that the gravitational field he was in must be controlled by the corpse spirit.

"Even life and death are in the hands of the other party. ”

Soon, Ning Fan's conjecture was confirmed.

The zombies move more and more slowly, until they are finally completely suppressed and unable to move.

But under this pressure, with the strength of zombies, he couldn't move, Ning Fan was fine except for being unable to act.

Even if it is not crushed into pulp, at least it will burst out of the state of a god.

But neither of these situations appeared, it was obvious that the corpse spirit was "merciful" and was treated differently, and Ning Fan and the zombie felt completely different pressure.

Seeing that everything was settled, ignoring the zombies who were still struggling, the corpse spirit walked directly towards Ning Fan, and then asked condescendingly, "You are the one who stole the power of my emperor!"

"I don't know what you're talking about?"

Having said that, but Ning Fan's heart was in an uproar, and he secretly guessed, "Emperor? refers to that peerless demon, is he the emperor?"

"I can't imagine that there are still remnants of the Xuantian Sect in the world. ”

The corpse spirit sighed, then shook his head and said, "It's just that your strength is too weak, like an ant in my eyes, killing you won't be harder than stepping on an ant." ”

Ning Fan didn't have a good breath and said, "Since this is the case, you will always raise your noble feet and let me go!"

The situation is stronger than people, everything is as the corpse spirit said, Ning Fan has no chance to turn the tables, even if it is a god general, it will not help.

"You're funny talking. ”

The corpse spirit shook his head and said, "It seems that I guessed wrong before, you shouldn't be from the Xuantian Sect." ”

"Why?"

"Haha......"

The deafening laughter caused the corpse qi outside the barrier to turmoil.

"Those old-fashioned old miscellaneous hairs of the Xuantian Sect can't cultivate a disciple like you. ”

Ning Fan said again, "Since that's the case, then you can let me go." ”

"We'll talk about that later. ”

After the corpse spirit gave an answer that Ning Fan didn't expect, he continued to ask, "Last time the Immortal Palace was moved, was it you who caused it?"

"Hall of Eternal Life?"

Ning Fan reacted, the Hall of Eternal Life was the original name of the corpse raising place.

"Perhaps. ”

Ning Fan gave an ambiguous answer.

The corpse sighed, "Forget it, I'll do it myself." Forgive you for not telling the truth. ”

"What do you want to do?"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Fan felt that his body had returned to normal.

Just as Ning Fan was hesitating to strike a blow, he felt an incomparably rough force pouring into his Eight Meridians.

"This is corpse gas! He's going to turn me into a zombie!"

Thinking of this, Ning Fan desperately ran the dantian, trying his best to refine the corpse qi while also gaining control of the dantian.

Ning Fan would rather blow himself up, rather than become a puppet-like zombie and wander here like a walking corpse all day long.

Seeing that the corpse qi was about to invade his mind, and the divine power could no longer keep up with the purification, Ning Fan gritted his teeth and was about to explode himself, but found that the corpse qi was rapidly receding like a tide.

"Good, good, good!"

The corpse spirit said hello three times in a row, and looked at Ning Fan's eyes with a wave of enthusiasm.

Soon the corpse spirit calmed down and said faintly, "I didn't expect you to be able to purify the corpse qi." ”

Ning Fan said impatiently, "What do you want?" Kill or not, give a happy word." ”

Under the threat brought by the corpse, Ning Fan's emotions were already a little out of control. I want to talk about "Me and the Wife of the President of the Iceberg" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~