Just as the axe fell, the zombie guard's movements suddenly stopped, and he looked towards his chest in a bit of a daze.

The crossbow bolt stuck in its chest, the smeared rooster blood quickly spread out, sizzling, like sulfuric acid poured on it, corroding a large hole.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Ye Changsheng supported the ground with his hands, his body bounced up like a cannonball, and kicked towards the chest of the zombie guard.

"Bang!"

The kick was like a kick on an iron plate, making a dull sound.

Ye Changsheng was bounced back and fell heavily to the ground, his leg bones seemed to be broken, and the pain was incomparable.

Looking at the zombie guards who were not moving, Ye Changsheng gritted his teeth, suddenly pulled out his long sword, and slashed at the zombie guards with a tyrannosaurus slash.

Double Crit!

Tyrannosaurus Slash!

The zombie guard unhurriedly raised his arms and held them across his chest.

"Ding!"

Ye Changsheng's long sword slammed into the iron piece of the armguard, his tiger mouth broke, and the immortal sword fell to the ground with a thud.

A cold breath invaded his arm, and half of Changsheng's body froze.

His pale face was covered with a layer of black gas, Ye Changsheng wanted to cry without tears, picked up the immortal sword, and ran away.

It's not so much that the zombie guard is too strong, but that he's too weak.

Wuji Demon Venerable went to the ancient tomb to practice back then, but with a wave of his hand, he could suck the most powerful zombie king dry!

At the same time of frustration, Changsheng's heart was also excited.

Whether it is an undead or a zombie, it is his prey.

Not today, tomorrow is.

Leave?

Changsheng never thought about it.

It's easy to get in and run away, that's definitely not his style.

Running wildly, at the end of the passage, two half-hidden tall stone doors appeared.

Before the man arrived, two luminous stones swirled in the air and flew in through the gap in the gate.

In the flickering light, the two zombie guards at the door picked up their axes.

Ye Changsheng's body was like the wind, flashing through the gap.

This is supposed to be the main burial chamber, and in the middle of the empty room is a tattered coffin, surrounded by porcelain and pottery, as well as a little gold and silver jewelry.

Behind the coffin, there was a skeleton lying impressively, but an arm was missing, and it should be a tomb robber.

The grave robber's lost arm was hanging from a broken coffin board, and a black donkey's hoof was clasped in his bone.

Ye Changsheng ran to the stone base of the coffin and suddenly stopped.

Take out a skin bag and sprinkle the emery mixed with chicken blood on the ground to form a semicircle.

"Buzz!"

The emery raised a faint light, forming an arc-shaped light curtain that protected Ye Changsheng in it.

Two zombie guards chased after them with big axes, and when their bodies came into contact with the golden light of the emery, they retreated in panic as if they were burned.

Black smoke rose from the zombie guard's body, leaving a trail of burns.

After several attempts, the Tomb Zombie was never able to break through the aperture, and finally stood quietly on the periphery with the axe raised.

Ye Changsheng's hanging heart also let go, and he withdrew a thought.

There is a small bottle of Jiuyang water in the demon space, which is even more powerful than emery, and it is one of the rare treasures in the Ye family's collection.

Until the last moment, Changsheng is not willing to waste a drop.

"Strange, why is there no yin aura here?" Ye Changsheng showed a look of surprise.

With a move in his heart, he looked at the bottom of the white marble base, stepped forward quickly, stabbed his sword into the dirt, and pulled it a few times.

Underneath the soil, golden particles turned out, like golden sand, emitting a pure and pure light.

"Sure enough, there is emery, or high-purity emery!" Ye Changsheng was pleasantly surprised, dug along the stone base, and dug out all the emery buried in the dust.

Such high-purity emery is generally monopolized in the hands of Buddhist sects, and money cannot buy it.

It's a pity, if Liu Lao can be fused with such a high-purity emery when casting a sword, Mo Chou's quality can be improved a little more.

Changsheng guessed that it was probably because the owner of the tomb was afraid that the corpse would be defiled by evil spirits, so he spread a circle of emery under the tomb foundation.

However, as time passed, more and more dust entered the burial chamber, and the emery was eventually buried.

"Emery is the most yang thing, and within ten steps, there must be something that is the yin. Ye Changsheng suddenly thought of something, squinting his eyes and wandering around.

He cautiously walked out of the vajra circle and came to a corner of the tomb, and sure enough, he found a black spirit grass.

This spiritual grass is only palm-high, the whole body is black, and there is a flower bone hanging from the head of the grass neck, and the petals are closed layer by layer, each piece is crystal clear, like black glass.

The black flower bones are covered with strange stripes.

That stripe looks like a human face!

Ye Changsheng was amazed: "This is probably the ghost mother grass mentioned by the Wuji Demon Venerable." ”

Ghost motherwort is conceived from the yin and evil qi of the tomb, which is the most yin and cold thing, but it is also an excellent material for spiritual possession.

In the era of the Infinite Demon Venerable, swordsmiths often used ghost motherwort when casting divine weapons.

However, because the growth environment of ghost motherwort is extremely harsh, rare in the world, and it is full of evil colors, the casting method of using ghost motherwort has gradually been lost.

"Just use the ghost motherwort to forge a sword for the little bell. Ye Changsheng thought to himself, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

The small bell is the body of the nine shades that is unique in ten thousand, from yin to cold.

There is nothing more compatible with the body of the Nine Shadows than a sword made of ghost mothergrass.

At most, the ghost motherwort will bloom in half a month, and that is the best time to pick it.

The ghost mothergrass attracted a large amount of yin and evil aura, forming an excellent cultivation treasure land.

Referring to the memories of the Infinite Demon Venerable, Ye Changsheng began to arrange the "Life and Death Array".

The Evil Array of Life and Death, like a simple gossip graphic, spreads outward layer by layer, and the evil qi flows in from the door of death, forming a whirlpool, and then flowing out from the door of life.

After arranging, Ye Changsheng took out a delicate hourglass and placed it aside.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the circle, Changsheng slowly lowered his eyes.

"Suck the hell!"

The refining chapter of "Nine Heavens Refining Divine Formula", the mental method of "Futu Secret Record" circulated rapidly.

The furious aura poured into his chest, converging into a huge black vortex that rumbled and swirled.

In the midst of the storm, the evil qi was transformed into pure vitality and flowed towards the sea of qi.

In the five-foot sea space, the clouds and mist are rolling, and there is a huge black lotus.

The seventy-two petals of the lotus flower, crystal clear, shimmer with a bewitching black light.

With the swaying of the lotus petals, the pores of Ye Changsheng's whole body also opened.

The impurities deposited in the body turn into black earthworms, which continue to crawl out of the pores.

Different from the automatic cleanup of the previous "Secret Record of the Floating Massacre", this time the cleanup is more thorough and more in-depth.

In a moment, the impurities in Ye Changsheng's whole body were excreted from his body.

The light shines inside, and the body shines through.

A sense of transparency that I had never felt before swept over my body, as if my whole body no longer existed.

The storm in his chest was still there, and the vitality of the transformation of evil qi began to travel all over his body.

On the surface of Ye Changsheng's skin, large bags appeared, as if there was a group of small mice crawling underneath.

Under the guidance of the mysterious rhythm, these little mice running around seemed to have found a sense of direction, and they all drilled towards Ye Changsheng's right arm.

Ye Changsheng couldn't help but get nervous, he knew that he was about to break through.

As long as he breaks through a meridian, he will advance from the peak of the Dragon and Tiger to the Open Pulse Realm!