"We can only try, if we stay, we are still dead!"

Yan Moyu sent a message to Yu Wanhuan.

"Let's deal with these corpses first!"

Yu Wanhuan sighed slightly and said, since Yan Moyu had already made up her mind, then she would definitely follow, but at this time, they were being chased by those dozens of corpse soldiers, even if they wanted to do something, they couldn't do it.

"This is easy to do, we just need to mess up the place of heavenly burial!"

Yan Moyu smiled confidently at Yu Qianhuan.

Seeing Yan Moyu's confident appearance, Yu Wanhuan was also a little excited.

"How are you going to wreak havoc?"

"There are a lot of strong people buried here, just use their strength!"

At the same time as transmitting the sound to Yu Duhuan, a drop of marrow appeared in Yan Moyu's hand.

"Bang!"

When this drop of Yuan Marrow exploded in Yan Mo Yu's hand, the amazing aura contained in the Yuan Marrow instantly diffused.

"Whew!"

"Roar!"

When this majestic aura appeared, the entire Heavenly Burial Place went crazy for a while.

The aura contained in a drop of Yuan Essence is a hundred times more than a thousand times that of the Yuan Essence, and for those monks in the Heavenly Burial Land who have been fighting against the death qi, it is the most precious treasure!

"Whew!"

Under the temptation of this aura, a monk who couldn't resist the temptation drilled out of the ground, opened his mouth wide, and a large amount of aura.

"Boom!"

Then, before he could take a breath, a flash of sword flashed, and the monk's body was instantly cut in two, and the aura that he had just swallowed floated out again, and was plundered by the monk with the long knife who had just killed him.

When he saw the person's appearance, Yan Moyu was stunned.

"Sword Saint Nie Feng?"

Yan Moyu immediately recovered from his astonishment, and shouted to Nie Feng with great joy: "The knife helps me, and I will give you another drop of Yuan Marrow!" ”

Hearing Yan Moyu's words, a trace of essence flashed in the eyes of Sword Saint Nie Feng, and he said, "Deal!" ”

After saying this, the long knife in the hand of the Sword Emperor Nie Feng waved, and a sword qi slashed out, almost cutting the entire Heavenly Burial Place!

"Such a strong knife, worthy of a generation of sword saints!"

Seeing that the dozens of corpse soldiers behind him turned into powder in the sword aura of Sword Saint Nie Feng, even Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan couldn't help but exclaim.

In the ancient era, the martial arts were prosperous, and the only one who could claim the title of emperor in the sword path was Nie Feng. And he has been silent in the Heavenly Burial Land for so long, his strength has not regressed, but has become stronger and stronger, perhaps he is one of the closest people in this Heavenly Burial Land to the goal of living another life.

"Such a strong knife, I can't imagine that there is such a person in this heavenly burial place, if it can be refined into a corpse soldier, it will definitely be worth a fortune!"

Murong Xiu couldn't help but smile after seeing the power of the sword saint Nie Feng.

He knew he had come to the right place.

"Elemental marrow!"

As soon as the hand of the sword saint Nie Feng, who had solved the trouble for Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan, stretched out his hand towards Yan Moyu, he asked Yan Moyu for the reward he had changed, that is, the drop of spiritual essence that Yan Moyu had promised just now.

Yan Mo Yu hurriedly sent a drop of spiritual marrow, although Yan Mo Yu himself was also an extremely powerful existence, but in the current situation, this sword saint was an uncle, and his account must not be owed!

When he traded with the Sword Saint Nie Feng before, Nie Feng only poked one of his hands out of the grave, so Yan Moyu didn't see what this Sword Saint Nie Feng looked like, and after seeing the true face of this Sword Saint Lushan this time, Yan Moyu found that the appearance of this Sword Saint Nie Feng was no different from a living person, and it was completely different from the green and hairy spirit corpses and murderous corpses he had seen before.

A powerful monk, even after being eroded by death qi, can maintain the same appearance as before death with his own strong strength.

"Yuan marrow, this is indeed a good thing, I only heard of it in my lifetime, but I never had the chance to encounter it."

After Sword Saint Nie Feng took the Yuan Marrow handed over to him by Yan Moyu, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Sword Emperor, if you can protect the two of us from the Heavenly Burial Place, I still have the Yuan Marrow."

After hearing Yan Moyu's words, the corners of Nie Feng's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but ask, "Do you still have it?" What do you have in your mouth, how much is it? ”

"I can definitely satisfy the Sword Emperor, if the Sword Emperor can protect us from here, the Yuan Marrow I can give you should be enough for you to successfully suppress the death qi in your body and live a new life!"

"Live again!"

Nie Feng's pupils shrank, the reason why he buried himself in this heavenly burial place was to live an ethereal life, and for this reason, he didn't care about his dignity as a strong man, and didn't care if he would be refined into a corpse soldier after he failed.

In this burial place, he witnessed one strong man after another being eroded by the death qi, losing himself, and finally turning into a walking corpse. Even he himself began to doubt whether he could survive in the end, but when Yan Moyu took out a drop of Yuan Marrow, Nie Feng realized that his opportunity might come!

This is the essence of the legend, even if he is the emperor of the sword in the ancient era, but he has never seen this kind of treasure that only exists in legends.

Just a drop of the spiritual energy escaping from the Yuan Marrow had already transformed a small part of the dead qi in his body into spiritual power, if he could really take enough Yuan Qi in succession, Nie Feng believed that he really could succeed!

Although this kind of life after success is not a real life, as long as he can retain his consciousness and can still cultivate, Nie Feng is already very satisfied.

In this place of heavenly burial, even if you do manage to live another life, it is only as a moving body, not a real rebirth.

"What basis do you have to think that I will agree, you know, if I kill you, I can also get those Yuan Marrow in you!"

Sword Saint Nie Feng smiled coldly and said, although he said so, he didn't have any intention of really doing anything to Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan.

And Yan Moyu, who heard the words of the Sword Saint Nie Feng, just smiled faintly and said, "Of course you can give it a try, I promise, when you make a move, you will lose these essence essences forever!" ”

"Deal!"

At this time, Murong Xiu looked at this piece of heavenly burial place, smiled slightly, and said, "This is really a good place, I didn't expect your Hundred Corpse Sect to have such a heavenly burial place!" ”

"No matter how good our burial place is, it has nothing to do with your Iron Corpse Mountain!"

Beidou replied with a sneer.

Although over the years, they have also noticed that the quality of the murderous corpses produced in the Heavenly Burial Land of this Plane Continent is getting lower and lower, but their Hundred Corpses Sect is not ready to give up this Heavenly Burial Land, because they are waiting.

The monks who can hold out in the Heavenly Burial Land for so long are the strongest existences, and the Hundred Corpse Gate is waiting for these monks to hold on.

For example, the current Sword Saint Changfeng, if Nie Feng can't hold on to being eroded by death qi and turns into a murderous corpse, it will definitely turn into an incomparably powerful fierce corpse, and the corpse soldiers refined into it can be called the top in the Nine Ghost Corpse Soul Realm, and it can definitely be sold for a sky-high price. There are not a few monks in this heavenly burial place who are distracted or even in the merger period, and some can even be compared to the sword saint Nie Feng, they are the last remaining wealth in this heavenly burial place, and they are also the most valuable wealth in this heavenly burial place, and all they have to do is wait.

At this time, the passage that was forcibly opened by the Iron Corpse Mountain had not yet closed, and this was Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan's last chance to leave here.

"Sword Saint Technique!"

A layer of ice had formed on the long knife in Nie Feng's hand.

The cold of Sword Saint Nie Feng's "Sword Saint Decision" is amazing, even the dead air in this heavenly burial place is frozen by the cold air emitted by his move, and at this time, the long knife in the hand of Sword Saint Nie Feng is constantly growing!

"One cut in two!"

With just a slight wave of the long knife in Nie Feng's hand, a cold ice area appeared in the sky above the burial place, even strong people like Murong Xiu and Beidou couldn't help but change their faces after seeing this move of the sword saint Nie Feng.

"How can this spirit corpse be so strong?"

Beidou couldn't help but gasp, he knew very well that this Nie Feng's strength had surpassed them!

They came from the Nine Ghost Corpse Soul Realm, and the martial arts they cultivated were much stronger than this dimensional world, but what they didn't expect was that a terrifying cultivator powerhouse like Nie Feng was born in this world.

"Corpse general, this person can definitely become a corpse general!"

However, Murong Xiu was very happy, even if he only got this Nie Feng on this trip, then he would have already made a fortune.

The corpse will be different from the corpse soldier, there are only a handful of zombies that can become the corpse general, and a corpse general can even destroy tens of thousands of corpse soldiers!

"Do it!"

Murong Xiu roared, and the dozens of strong men behind him immediately started to act after hearing Murong Xiu's order.

Now Murong Xiu no longer cares about this heavenly burial place that is about to decay, he only has the sword saint Nie Feng in his eyes, as long as he snatches this Nie Feng, brings it back to the Nine Ghost Corpse Soul Realm, and then puts it into the deep spring of dead qi to conceive and raise for decades, he can definitely become a corpse general!

"Want to move me? It's up to you? ”

After the Sword Saint Nie Feng saw the monks rushing towards him, he snorted coldly with disdain. Although they are also strong people in the merger period, he is much stronger than Murong Xiu and Beidou.

If it was before, he still had to consider the consumption of his spiritual power, but now that he has a drop of Yuan Marrow in his body as a support, then he doesn't have to worry about the erosion of death qi at all, he can completely exert all his strength in this heavenly burial place!