These women belonged to the Yin body before they were born, and they were brought by the Dao people behind them.

In the way of imprisoning the soul, trapped in the wall and acting as a killing force.

In the past two hundred years, he has become a kind of Yin Spirit, and because Lan Xin took the initiative to liberate himself before, Tong Ling already has the ability to absorb the power of these Yin Spirits.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound came out, and the solid wood bed was popped by him.

Looking at the bursting stubble, Tong Ling realized that his strength had surpassed that of ordinary people.

At this moment, it is fifty miles away from the ancient town.

A strong wind suddenly blew in the cemetery, which was covered by wild grass more than one person high, and the father and son, who were grazing cattle on the hillside not far away, felt a little chill inexplicably.

"Is this wind a little weird?" The young man looked at his father and said.

And at this moment, the father's attention, which was mowing the grass, was all attracted by the black wind gathered in the cemetery.

Pieces of tombstones buried in the ground for nearly 100 years rose into the sky, and the cemetery exploded, and many dry bones that had not yet completely melted flew everywhere.

"Roar!"

The howls of beasts and ghosts rang out, and the earth poured out like water to the ground.

Slowly, under the horrified gaze of the father and son, a coffin that seemed to be dripping blood rose from the ground.

The coffin lid that was hundreds of catties was blown away, and a man wearing a Taoist robe and a shawl with black hair stood up straight from the coffin.

"No matter who dares to make a move on the Yin Spirit of this seat, there is only one way to die!"

The man's voice was stiff, his face was as white as paper, and his black eyes shone with a bloodthirsty red light.

The boundless corpse qi emanated from him, and the lush wild grass around him suddenly withered and fell, directly scaring the cattle grazing on the distant hillside into running wildly.

The man rose to the sky, his dagger-like hands descending from him.

"Whew!"

The palm pierced the body of the ox, and a beating cow's heart was pulled out completely.

The ox fell silently, and the father and son on the side were frightened and fainted directly after seeing the two white and sharp fangs.

When the essence blood of the two of them entered the Taoist priest's body, a trace of blood appeared on his pale face.

Immortality has always been the pursuit of living beings in the world!

As the most talented descendant of the Yue family of the Nine Shadows Corpse Refining Clan, Yue Huaiyang had already mastered all the secret methods of the family before he was thirty years old, and on the basis of the thirty-six spells, he had created a more powerful Nine Styles of Corpse Extermination.

However, after he reached the realm of the underworld, his cultivation was the same as that of the ancestors of the Yue family, stagnating.

In the end, he focused on immortality, and even slaughtered more than 500 members of the entire family with the power of one person.

Refining all the people of the family into zombies, setting up an unprecedented array of ten thousand corpses, transferring the corpse qi to himself, and successfully organizing the decay of the body.

Today's Yue Huaiyang's strength has reached the level of the Netherworld Realm.

One step at a time, in the blink of an eye, Yue Huaiyang had arrived at the entrance of this ancient town, and two hundred years of slumber had made his thirst for blood reach the extreme.

"Shura? No, the blood of Shura has not yet been completely born in his body, and it seems that this guy has gotten something good. ”

As soon as Yue Huaiyang appeared, Xiao Tian's thoughts covered him, and he saw the state this guy was in at the moment.

Since the Heaven and Earth Destroying Netherworld Gong originated from the rules of death, the premise of having supreme strength was also doomed to the difficulty of cultivation.

In general, in the present state of the world.

There are definitely very few treasures that can play a role in him, and he never thought that he would meet one here.

The roar of the corpse shook the sky!

Yue Huaiyang was furious, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen dried corpses had appeared on the road.

Tong Ling, who packed his bags and started his motorcycle to leave, had just left the courtyard and happened to see Yue Huaiyang, who was drinking blood like crazy.

"Brute!"

After seeing a young girl wither and die, Tong Ling, who thought he could be indifferent, only felt anger burning in his heart.

The engine roared, and the locomotive rushed out like a beast.

I don't know if it's disdain or what, in the face of the heavy locomotive rushing madly, Yue Huaiyang threw away the dried corpse in his hand and stood in place.

"Bang!"

The locomotive crashed, and there was no imaginary picture of people being knocked off.

On the contrary, because of the excessive speed, Tong Ling himself was thrown out dozens of meters.

"It's you, the Yin Spirit who killed this seat?" A cold light appeared in Yue Huaiyang's eyes, compared with those nonsense villains, his actions were almost decisive.

Before Tong Ling could stand firm on a backflip, the palm of the vice had already choked his neck.

"Huh? You are actually able to absorb the power of the Yin Spirit? Passed the test of lust? ”

Yue Huaiyang let out a sound of surprise in his mouth, and then his indifferent corpse eyes surged with excitement, as if he had seen a rare treasure, and he broke his two sharp fangs.

Two drops of ink-colored liquid fell from the fracture, and before Tong Ling could resist, they were stuffed into his mouth like pills.

"Boom!"

In an instant, it was like two drops of cold water falling into hot oil, and Tong Ling felt his body boiling.

The power that had been absorbed into his body before was rolling wildly out of control, and the two forces of corpse resentment and yin spirit power were intertwined and fused in his body.

"Heh, it's really strange, if this guy carries it, his soul strength will also rise a lot."

Xiao Tian, who was in the teahouse, showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

The five fingers opened, and the painful Tong Ling fell to the ground and rolled, his skin rolling as if there were countless poisonous insects walking under the flesh.

This process of life is worse than death, and it lasted for half an hour before it calmed down.

Tong Ling's whole body was as if he had been fished out of a pool, compared to sweat, at this moment he could clearly feel that his strength had skyrocketed again.

"Yes, it's really good, it's worthy of the best blood food!"

"You think you've got me?"

The surge in strength made Tong Ling swell a little, got up and moved some muscles, and with a sneer on his face, he suddenly kicked towards Yue Huaiyang.

"Bell!"

When the touch of the steel plate was mentioned, Tong Ling felt that his entire foot bone had been broken, and only then did he notice how huge the gap between them was.

Before he could say anything, his knife-like palm had already pierced his chest.

"Food, be aware of food, it's time to eat......"

As he spoke, the two fangs that had been broken off by him before regrew and slowly bit at him in Tong Ling's eyes full of despair.

At this point, Xiao Tian also knew that he couldn't continue to watch the play, and the figure descended from the sky and raised his hand to force Yue Huaiyang back, and at the same time looked at Tong Lingdao who was lying on the ground.

"His soul, I want it!"

"You want it?"

Yue Huaiyang's corpse eyes flickered with cold light, and he patted the position where Xiao Tian's palm hit, and his pale face showed a trace of stiff disdain: "Snatch the soul from the hands of this seat?" What are you? ”

The words fell, and the infinite corpse qi rose into the sky.

The dark clouds replaced the blue sky, the yin wind roared, and the body was like a fierce beast, and his arms were like knives and he killed Xiao Tian directly.