The thorns and stingers, like sucking syrup, devoured the soul of the woman in the palace shirt, the sneaky ghost released the corpse, and the corpse hung by the iron rope rippled like a dried salted fish. From her corpse, the cloudy liquid hung down the roots of her thighs, faintly smelling of fish.

A monk is also a human being. Even if she took the elixir again, and her posture was immaculate, after her soul was devoured, her physical body lost its ability to control itself, and she immediately became incontinent. The feces and urine were also sprinkled on the crotch of his pants on the spot! The death can be said to be quite miserable.

Even if there were no accidents, her body would have been hung here for a long time, like everyone else around her, and then gradually and completely turned into a dry dead shell for future generations to "see" here, and tell them how horrible this place is with her own tragic death.

"She's dead, it's our turn. ”

Fan Yixiao said coldly. After that, a pair of eyes under the long scattered hair on her face reflected an extremely cold light.

She stared at the hazy ghost behind the corpse of the woman in the palace shirt, and the ghost figure also turned its head horizontally, turned at a forty-five degree angle, and looked straight at Fan Yixiao, and then its body floated silently, just like that, at an even speed. With the arrival of this sneaky ghost, an indescribable coldness eroded everything. Even hiding in Fan Yixiao's mouth, Huijue's soul only felt that a touch of coldness had eroded his soul.

This kind of cold is definitely not just the chill of the temperature, but a kind of dead silence that comes from the spirit. It gives people a sense of bleakness, slaughter and ominousness. As if in the midst of panic, human instinct gives people a terrifying feeling that a catastrophe is coming.

This ghost shadow panned over and stuck to Fan Yixiao's face, as if it was tightly attached to her whole person, and her face was almost tightly attached to her face. And even so, it is completely different from the previous palace shirt woman. Even in the face of such a terrifying monster, Fan Yixiao's eyes did not have the slightest hint of panic. Her expression seemed to be still normal, and the only thing that seemed to be unusual was that the cold light in her eyes was a little more fierce than usual.

She was sticking to this sneaky ghost, face to face.

However, at this moment, Huijue, who was about to make a bold attack when he saw this sneaky ghost sticking up, suddenly encountered a problem that he had not thought of at all.

This thing is hazy and blurry, just a shadow, and it doesn't have a mouth at all! And it devours souls, and it doesn't need to open its mouth at all, so how can we stuff the Heavenly Thunder Jian into its "mouth"?!

At this moment, Huijue was a little blinded.

At such a critical juncture, Huijue's brain was even a little dead.

"Quick...... Hurry up!"

Just when Huijue was confused, Fan Yixiao said with difficulty, unlike before, her voice seemed to be a little wrong. Hearing this, Hui Jue's heart trembled, and in the dark, he could feel that from Fan Yixiao's body, something seemed to be gradually disappearing!

Corpse repair, like zombies, has no soul. In other words, their souls have been refined with their physical bodies. From then on, the soul and the body became one, giving up the opportunity of reincarnation and choosing to live and die with this body. Therefore, corpse cultivation can ignore the years and survive in this world forever, but if their physical bodies are worn out, then they will completely disappear from this world. There is no more possibility of a future.

It's just that at this time, I don't know what means this sneaky ghost is using to snatch something related to her life from Fan Yixiao's corpse body!

"The one who was sucked away by this sneaky yin soul was the soul spirit in Fan Yixiao's body?!, but how did she survive from the hands of this sneaky yin soul before?!"

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Huijue's mind, but then he suppressed all these thoughts hard, and then just muttered in his mouth,

"Nan Wu Blade In-Place Demon Brake!"

As Hui Jue's words fell, his expression seemed to be sluggish all of a sudden. Then, from his dull eyes, a terrifying vision of hell seemed to be reflected. In this illusion, there was extremely sharp sword intent everywhere. Countless ghosts fell and fell into this hell, stepping on their left foot, they were cut and pierced, and when they stepped on their right foot, they were cut into pieces by a sharp blade. Then the whole body was cut alive, and it was extremely miserable.

Nan Wu Blade In-situ Demon Brake, the trick in the embodiment of the Eight Great Moro Hells. When it is cast, it can be incarnated into the eight hells and borrow boundless supernatural powers, which can be regarded as one of the secret masteries in the vein of Huijue.

Borrowing the magic power of Nan Wu Mokobo Temo, it can freeze everything and freeze the earth. Borrowing the Nanwu Great Red Lotus Karma Fire Statue, you can display the Red Lotus Karma Fire and burn all living beings. And borrowing the magic power of Nan Wu Blade in situ Demon Brake can cut everything.

Since this sneaky yin soul has no mouth, then Huijue will open an opening for it!

"Open!"

Casting the magic power of the Nan Wu Blade In-situ Demon Brake, Hui Jue said in a fluttering voice. His words fell, and at this time, Fan Yixiao seemed to be equally blessed to her heart, her mouth opened slightly, and then from her mouth, a cold light passed silently, and the sneaky ghost attached to her face was slashed by the cold light. This cold light slashed at the ghostly ghost's face, and its figure twisted, and a small cut was made in its face.

Yes, it's just a small opening.

But even so, in this opening, there was a deep and terrifying, as if in an instant, there was a boundless terrifying ominous aura pouring out of them. These cold breaths poured out, as if they turned into terrifying big hands, as if they wanted to grab Fan Yixiao and drag her whole body into it.

But the next moment, a Buddha light once again entered the body of the sneaky yin soul from her mouth along this opening.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, Fan Yi shouted loudly, "Extinguish!"

The voice fell, and the heavenly thunder jian, which was wrapped in the light of the Buddha, shattered. The moment the Heavenly Thunder Jian was shattered, it was unbelievable that the seemingly small Heavenly Thunder Jian actually turned into a huge thunder pool. Immediately, the thunder pool cracked, and the liquid-like thunder burst out like a flood that burst the embankment!

Boom click!

The thunder burst out, and the endless thunder roared violently, whistling out horizontally and horizontally! At this moment, the thunder and light roared, destroying everything.

Thunder, one of the most terrifying and violent forces between heaven and earth, has finally truly demonstrated its power to the world here.