The black-haired zombie's mouth once again came out of a machine-like sound, and the body that had been standing still finally moved at this moment....

Its hands clenched the crimson long knife in its hand, and the long knife was also driving its body to rotate while swinging the long knife with both hands, and the two flying swords that rotated at high speed seemed to be stuck in the mire when approaching the body of the black-haired zombie, and with the swing of the long knife, the two flying swords rotated around the blade of the long knife as if they were pulled by magnetic force.

The body of the black-haired zombie rotated for a whole week, and when Zhao Hanqing rushed to the black-haired zombie's side, the black-haired zombie took a step forward and stepped forward to slash the red long knife in his hand, and the momentum of cutting off the mountain peak made Zhao Hanqing's heart tremble.

With this slash, two high-speed spinning flying swords shot out from both sides of Zhao Hanqing's head and grazed his ears, and they all sank into the rocks of the stone wall of the passage behind him.

At the same time as Zhao Hanqing's sword was slashed, the black-haired zombie's crimson long knife also slashed at the top of Zhao Hanqing's head, seeing that the long knife was only an inch away from Zhao Hanqing's eyebrows, the attack trajectory of the red long knife suddenly deviated, and it was slashed off against the shoulder of Zhao Hanqing's left arm, and the terrifying knife slashed directly on the rocks on the ground......

At the same time, Zhao Hanqing's Qingying Ancient Sword slashed the neck of the black-haired zombie with a sword along the previous wound without hindrance, and the black-haired zombie's head was thrown high.

Zhao Hanqing stiffened his head sideways and looked to the left, and found that there was a hideous crack on the ground next to his left foot, which was cut out by the black-haired zombie with a knife.

Zhao Hanqing was very confident in his speed, so he thought that his sword must be faster than the black-haired zombie's long knife attack, and as a result, in that case, the black-haired zombie could be faster than him after slashing two flying swords with one sword!

Zhao Hanqing naturally didn't think that the attack of the black-haired zombie had deviated, which was obviously that the black-haired zombie deviated from the original attack trajectory at the last moment, so that the knife did not directly split his head in two.

Why? Why would the black-haired zombie let him go at the last minute!

"I ..... Target...... Blood.... Harvest.... Rise... Come"

The head of the black-haired zombie that rolled to the ground said with great difficulty.

Zhao Hanqing was shocked, and no matter what it was for, he subconsciously took the alloy container from the Sumeru ring.

The body of the black-haired zombie still maintained the posture of lunge-swinging the knife, and the golden blood flowed out slowly at its neck, before Zhao Hanqing was curious about what the golden liquid in the body of the black-haired zombie was, but he didn't expect it to be its blood.

Although it is not clear why the black-haired zombie wants him to collect these golden blood, judging from the behavior of the black-haired zombie in the end, it will not harm him, because there is no need for that kind of superfluity.

The golden blood of the black-haired zombie is unusually viscous, there is a feeling of glue, and the speed of flow is very slow, Zhao Hanqing carefully probed and found that the golden blood of the black-haired zombie actually has an extremely strong life fluctuation!

This is a very paradoxical situation, because zombies are dead, everything in its body can only exude the smell of decay and death, it is impossible to have such a strong life fluctuation, but all this is happening in front of his eyes now!

Zhao Hanqing used his telekinesis to pull these golden blood out of the corpse of the black-haired zombie, and these golden blood were enough to fill five alloy containers, and with the flow of these golden blood, the body of the black-haired zombie began to quickly dry down and turn into a dry corpse.

The red tadpole-like words on the black-haired zombie gradually faded away as its corpse dried up, but just when Zhao Hanqing thought it was over, from the shriveled head of the black-haired zombie, a light blue light suddenly burst out, and this light blue light quickly condensed into a figure after it appeared, and it was the appearance of the black-haired zombie!

It's just that the current black-haired zombie is not the appearance of a zombie, but a handsome man with a tall figure and sword eyebrows, the man is still wearing the black python robe, and the red long knife is behind his back, this should be the appearance of the man before his death, that is to say, what is now in front of Zhao Hanqing is the soul of the man!

"Hahaha.... Lao Tzu, who has been trapped for thousands of years, has finally come out! The man laughed as the spirit condensed.

Zhao Hanqing was shocked in his heart, a corpse that had been dead for thousands of years, there was still his soul in it, what was going on!!

The man made a stretching motion, but it didn't make any sense for him as a spirit to do this.

"Boy, you're good! Huhhehe..... It's just that the swordsmanship is a little worse, and the cultivation is only in the late stage of foundation building! The man looked at Zhao Hanqing and said with a smile.

Zhao Hanqing secretly operated the spiritual power in his body, looked at the man vigilantly, and said respectfully: "Thank you seniors for not killing!" ”

The man looked at Zhao Hanqing's respectful attitude, waved his hand and said:

"Alright, alright. Lao Tzu is dead, there are not so many etiquette, if you are a tomb robber or an evil cultivator, Lao Tzu would have cut you down with a knife, but since you are a disciple of Shushan, it is different! ”

"Senior, could it be that you are a senior of Shushan? The kid dared to ask for the name of his predecessor! Zhao Hanqing looked at the man and asked curiously.

"My name is Baili Qingcang, I can say that I am the predecessor of your Shushan, or I can say no, but I have a continuous relationship with your Shushan!" The man replied thoughtfully.

Zhao Hanqing listened to this sentence in the clouds, and if you understand it literally, it is the hundred miles in front of him, he is not from Shushan, but he has a deep relationship with Shushan.

"Baili senior, your soul has been trapped in this corpse?" Zhao Hanqing looked at Baili Qingcang and asked.

Baili Qingcang sighed lightly and replied:

"Not bad! I fought with a powerful evil cultivator, and although I eventually killed him, he used the essence blood of his whole body to perform a very evil technique on me before he died, called the Corpse Soul Curse, and in the battle with him, I was also seriously injured and cultivated to less than one-tenth of one-two, and I could not lift this Corpse Soul Curse at all.

This corpse soul spell is a very evil secret art, the life opportunity of the corpse soul curse is constantly eaten and consumed by it, and after the life is gone, it will become a zombie, and the soul will also be sealed in the corpse and cannot enter the six reincarnations!

However, I am cultivating the True Martial Tyrant Body Technique, my body is as hard as a spiritual weapon, my vitality is as strong as the sea, and my blood is like a sea, even if I am hit by the Corpse Soul Curse, I will not be easily consumed by it, which is why I can keep the corpse from rotting and resist most of the corpse qi. ”

The evil cultivator Zhao Hanqing has heard it, but this is the corpse soul spell and the spirit weapon, he is still the first time to hear it, the corpse soul curse is a secret method and it is relatively easy to understand, but what is the spirit weapon?

"Senior, what is a spirit weapon?" Zhao Hanqing looked at Baili Qingcang and asked weakly.

"My flame sword, as well as the cyan long sword in your hand are all spiritual weapons, the spirit weapon is a weapon above the magic weapon, my fire knife is a high-grade spiritual weapon, the cyan long sword in your hand should be the best spiritual weapon, and above the spiritual weapon is the magic weapon!" Baili Qingcang looked at Zhao Hanqing and replied with a smile.

Zhao Hanqing kept these in mind, in fact, these contents were recorded in those books left by Shen Xuzi, but because these are not things that directly enhance strength, Zhao Hanqing has never seen them, including the foundation of those alchemy and refining weapons, and the foundation of the formation, Zhao Hanqing just looked at a name and didn't continue to read it, so there was such a small white reaction.

Baili Qingcang heard Zhao Hanqing ask such an imbecile question, frowned and looked at Zhao Hanqing and asked:

"Boy, are you really a disciple of Shushan? The disciples of Shushan actually didn't know these basic common sense? Who is your Master? ”

Zhao Hanqing smiled helplessly, he always said that Kan Ning's master was a cheap master, why not his master, and inexplicably became the head of Shushan, everything had to be groped by himself, Zhao Hanqing felt embarrassed when he said it.

"Senior! In fact..... I am the current head of Shushan......" Zhao Hanqing said with a dodging gaze.

"What! The head of the later stage of foundation building!! The head of a third-rate sect must have the strength of Jindan, but as a result, you kid only has the strength of the foundation building period, so you become the head of a first-class sect!!

Hey, boy, don't you amuse me! ”