Although the dragon slayer is stiff, in terms of sucking ability, it is far inferior to the corpse demon that has evolved into a ghostly corpse. Therefore, in the cycle of increasing and decreasing its corpse qi, it had not survived for a minute before its corpse qi suddenly decreased. And the ghostly corpse qi gradually began to increase.

As the momentum on Ghost Sorrow's body became higher and higher, light purple gradually appeared in the eyes of the dragon slayer.

When Li Qing on the side saw this scene, his face immediately changed. He hurriedly stepped forward and slammed his arms on the devil's chest.

When its arms smashed into Devil's chest, it made a sound like metal colliding.

“Duang！”

Li Qing's smash almost used all his strength, but the figure suspended in the half-human air didn't even react at all.

Seeing this, Li Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, since the blow didn't work, there was only one way!

Thinking of this, he bit down on the shoulder of the ghost.

"Click!"

The moment the voice sounded, Li Qing raised his head in shock, looking at this ghost in disbelief.

Li Qing never thought that he would actually have a day when he couldn't bite something.

You must know that even if it is a piece of iron, Li Qing can easily bite through it with fangs!

After less than a second, Li Qing suddenly remembered that he seemed to have bitten on the wrist of the ghost not long ago.

Of course, at that time, the name of this ghost was still called the corpse demon.

Thinking of this, he wrapped his palm inward, clinging to the right hand side of his leg.

After seeing the two fangs on Ghost Sorrow's wrist, Li Qing sneered and glanced at Ghost Sorrow, and then slowly opened his mouth and bit his two fangs into these two holes again.

He still doesn't believe that he and the dragon slayer combined can't absorb this ghost!

The moment Li Qing bit on Ghost Sorrow's wrist, an extremely cold corpse air flowed through his throat.

Originally, Li Qing was just a trace of corpse qi to evolve, so the moment this corpse qi flowed through his throat and was transformed by the nameless technique, the momentum on Li Qing's body increased dramatically, and then the lilac in his eyes slowly retreated, and his cheeks became full.

At this moment, the world in front of Li Qing's eyes changed violently, and the long corridor immediately distorted, and then even the figures of the dragon slayer and the ghost saw sorrow turned into a light and shadow-like existence.

"Whew~"

The moment the cold breeze with a strong smell of blood blew past Li Qing, the distorted corridor and the two figures like light and shadow in front of him were all like broken mirrors, turning into shards of white light, and then scattered in this wind.

Immediately afterwards, Li Qing found that his figure appeared on a blood-red hillside, but below this hillside was a plain with no edge in sight.

The plains were covered with pitch-black weeds, and on these weeds lay the corpses of countless soldiers in gold and silver armor.

Countless broken halberds glowing with various colors were stuck around these corpses.

Above the corpses floated puffs of black smoke, which almost covered the endless plain from a distance.

Gusts of cold breeze blew from afar, staining the corpses with a thick smell of blood, and then blew past Li Qing, blowing the black robe on his body whirring.

Li Qing's eyes narrowed, and his face was serious, he jumped down the hillside and landed on the plain.

Feeling the majesty coming from these armored corpses around him, Li Qing's body trembled faintly, as if as long as he took a step forward, his body would be shattered because he couldn't bear these momentum.

Li Qing's face changed drastically and he stepped back, only to feel that there was a sudden obstacle behind him, as if he was hitting a wall.

Just as Li Qing was about to turn back, he heard a hoarse and peaceful voice behind him.

"This place is called Luoshenling, and everything you see in front of you is the corpse of the gods!"

After this voice appeared, the power that oppressed on Li Qing's body dissipated in an instant like encountering a nemesis, like snow melting.

This momentum dissipated, but Li Qing's face instantly turned iron-blue. Because from behind him, there was a faint corpse qi, although this corpse qi was light, but the momentum completely crushed the corpse qi on his body.

After this corpse qi appeared, all the corpse qi on Li Qing's body quickly retreated into his abdomen, and then shrank into a ball.

Li Qing's cheeks twitched slightly, and then he looked stunned.

For there was nothing behind him, but on the hillside where he had been before, there stood a bleak figure.

Li Qing turned around and subconsciously wanted to get close to the figure, but in front of the originally empty object, at the moment when he stepped forward, a light shield covered with golden runes appeared.

Seeing this, Li Qing could only retract his steps, and raised his head to look at the figure on the hillside.

I saw that this was a middle-aged man with a bare upper body, a broken arm, and a tiger skin around his lower body.

Bare-handed and barefoot, with black hair fluttering.

There was a blood-red, golden scratch on the man's neck, which split the man's neck in two, so that the man's head was hunched on his back.

Because the man had his back to Li Qing, Li Qing was stunned for a moment when he saw the man's head that fell behind him.

Seeing Li Qing turn around, the man on the hillside opened his mouth and said slowly: "Purple coffin inheritor, I have five methods: devouring ghosts and souls, turning fog into dreams, stealth, covering the sun, moving stars, and dissolving fragments with a staff, you can choose to learn!"

Li Qing was taken aback when he heard this, and then after thinking of the 'Purple Coffin Inheritor' in the man's words, he raised his head with a flickering of his eyes and asked, "How many did I come here?"

The man glanced at Li Qing calmly, and then said calmly: "You are different from the other three, they have never asked you such a question here, and they will leave after learning!"

After seeing this man answer his question, Li Qing's eyes lit up, and then he muttered in a low voice: "The other three, which means that I am ranked fourth?" Li Qing's heart was relieved as he spoke, and he thought that he would be ranked last.

After he muttered in a low voice, the man on the hillside said slowly: "There are nine inheritors of the purple coffin, three of them turned into ashes under the thunderstorm two thousand years ago, five hundred years ago there was one who left after provoking the power and was chased into time and space and devoured, three hundred years ago there was one who lost his heart and betrayed the purple coffin and was accepted as a mount by the Buddha. Therefore, there are only four inheritors of the purple coffin left!"

Li Qing was stunned when he heard this, he was actually the last one?

At this time, the man on the hillside slowly spoke: "Purple Coffin Inheritor, have you thought about the technique you want to learn?

Li Qing pondered for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "I want to know the techniques that the first three have learned!"

After he said this, he heard the man let out a chuckle, and then said, "You are really different from them!"