Seeing Yu Wanhuan unconscious, a trace of murderous intent appeared in Yan Moyu's eyes.

Now that he has the Huangquan bloodline belonging to Yu Duhuan in his body, he can already suppress the dead qi in his body, and now he sees that Yu Duanhuan has actually done this step in order to save himself.

"Wow!"

At this time, where did Yan Moyu care about the rest, the demon fire on his body suddenly appeared, and under his full urging, he even used his own heart fire.

As soon as Yan Mo Yu's flame came out, the dead qi near them dissipated.

Since it is a flame that belongs to Yan Moyu, then it is naturally under the command of Yan Moyu, and naturally it will not hurt Yu Duhuan and the three-headed hellhound and Xiao Jiao, although they are not as sensitive to death as Yan Moyu, but after a long time of contact, death will eventually affect their bodies, thus causing a little harm.

But now with the flames on Yan Moyu's body now, these dead qi can no longer threaten them.

However, this is the place of heavenly burial, it can be said that there is no entry or exit, Yan Moyu now knows that even if he can resist the death qi of the heavenly burial place now, he may not be able to leave here, now they can only wait, wait for a suitable opportunity, so as to leave here.

But anyway, they must have to stay here with those disgusting spirit corpses during this time.

The people buried in this Heavenly Burial Land are those top monks on the mainland, and these people bury themselves in the Heavenly Burial Land, and there is a certain chance that they will be able to retain their consciousness before their death, and then accept the transformation of death qi into spirit corpses. Those who can turn into spirit corpses and retain their consciousness before death are the top monks, and some of them are even strong people who have already stepped into the Yuan Infant Stage, or even the Out-of-Body Stage, and if they stomp their feet, the entire continent will tremble.

And these spirit corpses that retain their pre-living consciousness are also Yan Moyu's targets, because only these retained pre-living consciousness spirit corpses can he communicate with them.

In front of a tombstone, Yan Moyu couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, although he had killed many people, but it was the first time he had done digging other people's graves.

The tomb of the sword saint Nie Feng.

These words were simply engraved on that tombstone.

"Clank!"

Yan Moyu slapped his palm on this tombstone.

After one breath, there was no reaction. And after two breaths, there was still no reaction, until after three breaths, Yan Mo Yu saw that there was still no reaction, and couldn't help frowning.

"It seems that the owner of this tombstone is dead and decaying!"

Yan Moyu muttered to himself, ready to change targets.

However, the moment he turned around, the tombstone of Nie Feng, who was left behind, shook and a crack appeared in the dark ground, and a black, hairy palm stretched out from the crack.

"Why are you disturbing my deep sleep!"

A deep voice came from among the tombstones.

"Senior, we have no malicious intent, we just want to make a deal with you!"

Although Yan Moyu's age is not too young, compared to this sword saint Nie Feng, Yan Moyu still has to regard himself as a junior.

"Deal, hmph, what qualifications do you have to make a deal with my Sword Saint Nie Feng?"

Sword Saint Nie Feng snorted coldly with disdain after hearing Yan Moyu's words.

He is a sword saint, a supreme powerhouse in the ancient era. Born because of the knife, died because of the knife, he is the strongest person in the way of the knife, looking at the ancient times can be compared with him on the knife path There are only one or two people, in his eyes, a monk like Yan Moyu in this realm, even if it is a demon clan, he can make Yan Mo Yu disappear with a casual breath!

Cultivating like this is taboo for a monk, how dare you want to make a deal with him?

Hmph, what can enter his magic eye, he doesn't believe that Yan Moyu can take it.

"A piece of Yuan Jing!"

Yan Moyu said as he took out a piece of Yuan Jing from his Sumeru ring and placed it in front of the tombstone.

I saw that the big furry hand under the tombstone pinched the Yuan Jing, and then dragged the Yuan Jing into the ground!

Seeing this, Yan Moyu showed a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, and he knew that the other party would definitely need the aura in that Yuan Jing.

The strong people who bury themselves in the Heavenly Burial Land will carry a large number of spars and Yuan Essence with them, because once they are successfully transformed into spirit corpses by the dead qi and retain the consciousness before death, then they must ensure that they have enough spiritual power in their bodies to ensure that their consciousness is not corroded by the dead qi.

There is no aura in the place of heavenly burial, there is only endless dead qi here, once their spiritual power is exhausted, their consciousness will be eroded by dead qi, and eventually become a walking corpse.

Although some people may wonder why they choose to bury themselves in this place of heavenly burial, knowing that they will become the walking dead. In fact, the reason for this is not difficult to understand, because they can't resist the temptation to live another life, so that's why it's like this.

Even if they knew that there was a Yellow Springs World in addition to this world and could live again, if their cultivation had already possessed the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth when they were alive, I am afraid they would choose to become a spirit corpse instead of going to the Yellow Springs World to recultivate.

Once you once had the power, once you lose it, if you want to rebuild it, this kind of gap is not something that anyone can bear.

"Boy, you say, can you really live another life?"

In the tomb, Nie Feng's words suddenly came.

"If you're lucky enough to compare all the powerhouses in this Heavenly Burial Place, then you can indeed live another life."

Yan Moyu said faintly, his words were not groundless, because those people, although they are now living in the world in the form of spirit corpses, they can also be said to be living in another form, and they can also cultivate!

The monks who will enter the place of heavenly burial are all aware that their time is short, and instead of waiting for the life span to run out in the outside world, they will feel that it is better to enter the place of heavenly burial and give it a fight, if they can really live another life, it will definitely make a lot of money.

Nie Feng had buried himself in this heavenly burial place since the ancient times, and he didn't know how many years had passed, and most of the spars and yuan essences he carried had been consumed, and even he didn't know how much time he could last.

At that time, Nie Feng knew that his time was short, so he had the idea of burying himself in the place of heavenly burial, and he plundered dozens of sects, large and small, and plundered a large number of Yuan Shi Yuan essences before burying himself in the place of heavenly burial. He is very confident, he believes that with his own strength, he will definitely be able to wake up again, and sure enough, I don't know how many years have passed, Nie Feng succeeded, he was turned into a spirit corpse by death qi and retained the consciousness before his death.

But this is just the beginning, after becoming a spirit corpse, Nie Feng needs to fight with the death qi around him all the time, the spiritual power in his body and the death qi are constantly fighting, he needs to hold on, only by holding on can he live another life!

In this heavenly burial place, no matter what spiritual soldiers, exercises, and the like, they are all wastes, and only Yuan Shi, Yuan Jing, and pills are useful, so when Nie Feng saw this piece of Yuan Jing, he would take over Yan Moyu's Yuan Jing.

After so many years of fighting with the death qi, Nie Feng also knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to live another life, he had to convert all the death qi in his body into spiritual power!

But it's easy to say, but it's very hard to do. The most abundant in this place of heavenly burial is death. However, there is no aura existence, and the dead qi is constantly eroding their bodies, and it is almost impossible to convert all the dead qi in their bodies into spiritual power.

But if you have a large number of spars and primordial essences, this is undoubtedly hope.

And Yan Moyu was also because of this situation, so he took out a Yuan Jing and gave it to the sword saint Nie Feng.

"Senior, one more piece of Yuan Jing, you are one step closer to living another life, I don't know what the predecessor will exchange for a piece of Yuan Jing?"

Yan Moyu asked with a smile.

After these strong men are buried in the place of heavenly burial, they will definitely carry a lot of magic weapons, and the current Yan Moyu is fighting this idea.

"I'll exchange it for a third-order mid-grade spirit soldier wind and fire fan!"

After Nie Feng pondered for a moment, he said such a sentence, and then threw out a blue and red feather fan from the ground.

Yan Moyu put this wind and fire fan into the Sumeru bag with an expressionless face, and a piece of Yuan Jing was exchanged for a third-order mid-grade spirit soldier, there is no more profitable business in this world. But despite this, whether it was Yan Moyu or Nie Feng, they didn't suffer, they just took what they needed.

This is in the Heavenly Burial Land, and the third-order spirit soldier is a waste to the current Nie Feng, far less cost-effective than exchanging it for a piece of Yuan Jing.

"Boy, what else do you have, I can still exchange it!"

Nie Feng said.

"A blood essence pill, the effect of this pill should be stronger than that one yuan essence, I don't know what price the predecessors will offer."

After Yan Moyu responded to Nie Feng's words, Yan Moyu took out a Blood Essence Pill and placed it on the ground.

In the Heavenly Burial Land, the pill is more precious than things like Yuanshi Yuan Jing, if it was in his lifetime, even if there were ten thousand Blood Essence Pills placed in front of Nie Feng's eyes, he would not look at them, but now, even if it was just a Blood Essence Pill, it had a fatal allure against Nie Feng.

Nie Feng didn't say much, but it didn't take long for a wooden box to come out of the ground, and an extremely astonishing aura came from it.

"The Sword Sacred Box is the box I use to place the weapons I use, with the tens of thousands of battles in my life, my sword qi has been left on this box, as long as I urge the spiritual power, I can control my sword qi against the enemy!"

Nie Feng said proudly.