Boom!

The three palms attacked one after another, and Youyun seized the opportunity, and a palm surged on Fan Haokong's shoulder.

He was slapped without resistance.

Fan Haokong was immediately beaten and retreated, screaming and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The stratum corneum of the spirit on his shoulder was shattered by this palm at this time, and red and piercing blood oozed out.

Frequent fights.

Frequent trauma.

At this time, even his powerful innate spirit body was already a little unable to support it, and even began to shatter and collapse!

"Damn, damn it, how can this inconspicuous woman be so powerful!"

Fan Hao cursed secretly in his heart.

He had just thought that Youyun might be tricky and a little difficult to deal with.

But now it seems that it is still too underestimated.

With such a terrifying strength, even if you go with him Tan Ou, I'm afraid you won't be an opponent at all!

However, Youyun didn't give him time, and when he continued to think about it, he chased after him with a single move.

I don't want to use the power of a ninth-order martial soul too much, and if I want to defeat an innate spirit body, it's still a bit troublesome.

The scorching palm wind is blowing in the face again.

But Fan Haokong felt that a cool breath rushed to his head, and he couldn't help but start to be frightened.

He was already scared.

He had already burst out with all his strength, but he was not Youyun's opponent at all, and he was broken by the innate spirit body so quickly.

If he continues to fight, I'm afraid that his spirit body will really be completely broken.

When the time comes, he will be even less of an opponent!

"It can't be like this anymore!"

Fan Haokong gritted his teeth, urging the power of the secret method and spirit body to the extreme, and condensed it into a brilliant fist mark.

Boom!

The clouds fell with a palm.

The fist mark was shattered again, and Fan Haokong spat out a mouthful of blood again, and the whole person flew out in a hurry.

The cuticles on his entire arm had almost completely cracked, and large patches of bright red blood flew out.

But this time, Fan Haokong opened his mouth and shouted, "Lord Lingli save me, Lord Lingli, come and save me......"

Fan Haokong pulled his throat and shouted for help.

Youyun frowned, because she had just roughly sensed it, and she didn't notice that there was anyone else nearby.

Chu Qingyun, on the other hand, immediately looked at the place where he had noticed something unusual before.

was with Fan Haokong, Tang Hui and Tan Ou, both of whom instantly showed a look of shock.

Fan Haokong was so beaten that he couldn't stand it so quickly, and he wanted to ask Na Lingli for help.

He's got an innate spirit!

Under the shock, Tan Ou was even careless, and was almost slashed by Liu Lian!

But with Fan Haokong's call for help.

In the forest not far below, a string of low, gloomy sneers suddenly sounded, which made people can't help but feel furious in their hearts.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey......"

With a sneer, two figures rose.

But after seeing the two figures clearly, Chu Qingyun and the four of them all changed their faces in an instant.

One of them is pretty normal.

But the other one doesn't look like a human at all.

The figure was wrapped in a black robe, and its body looked very stiff, the skin on its face was pale and pale, and its mouth had four long canine teeth, and its eyes were wide open, but its pupil was only a small dot in the middle.

It's like, zombies!

"That's ...... War Corpse! Spirit ...... You're a member of the Spirit Clan!"

Next to Chu Qingyun, Feng Yuanyang's eyes suddenly widened, and his face showed even more fear.

"Hey, hey, Feng Yuanyang, I didn't expect you husband and wife to sneak into this holy courtyard space, the boss of the sky is in the ghost mansion, but it's easy to find you......"

The emaciated man stood up, stared directly at Feng Yuanyang, and said with a sneer.

Even his voice seemed to be cold and gloomy.

"Primate Sky ......"

Hearing this name, Feng Yuanyang was even more frightened in his heart, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Chu Qingyun frowned, and asked to the side, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Huo, the Spirit Clan of the Ghost Mansion and the Ghost Clan, together they are one of the nine super forces in Zhongzhou, the Spirit Clan is good at sacrificing and controlling war corpses, and the Ghost Clan is good at making and using Gu poison, and this Spirit Clan should be the person of the Spirit Clan!"

Feng Yuanyang briefly explained.

But he deliberately chose not to talk about his relationship with the Spirit Clan.

However, at this time, Chu Qingyun didn't have time or interest in asking more questions.

He didn't expect that this Fan Haokong would actually find someone from the Spirit Clan, who is also a super power.

And what he sensed before should be the breath of the war corpse.

This spirit stood by fusing his own breath with the breath of the war corpse, which was difficult for people to detect.

That is, Chu Qingyun's spiritual sense was keen, so he found out some in advance.

"Lingli-sama, that person is ......"

At this time, Fan Haokong also fled to Lingli's side, looked at Feng Yuanyang and asked.

They came to follow Chu Qingyun, but they didn't expect that they would meet someone Lingli knew.

But Ling Li's face changed slightly, and he immediately shouted coldly: "Things that shouldn't be asked by you, you'd better not ask more!"

It seems to be aware of the coldness of the master.

The tall and burly war corpse next to him immediately turned their heads to look at Fan Haokong, and a low muffled roar came out of their throats.

"Yes, yes..."

Fan Haokong's face turned pale, and he immediately nodded.

"Lord Lingli, it was that kid who hacked my source liquid, causing me to lose a lot of treasures this time!

Fan Haokong quickly pointed the finger at Chu Qingyun.

"Hmph, I've seen it all, I don't need you to say more!"

Ling Li snorted coldly.

Then he continued to say gloomily: "Get ready to do it, kill those two guys who provoked you, and then I will catch Feng Yuanyang and the two of them and send them over to the Boss of the Sky!"

"Slaughtered them?"

Fan Haokong was suddenly shocked.

He looked for the strong men of the Spirit Clan, that is, he wanted to ransack Chu Qingyun and them, teach them a hard lesson, and vent his evil anger to himself.

But it never occurred to him that he was really going to kill people here.

"What, Fan Haokong, do you think I'm Lingli, I'm here to play with you?"

Ling Li glanced at Fan Haokong coldly.

Fan Haokong trembled, but he didn't dare to say anything more, and immediately nodded and said, "Okay, Lord Lingli wants to kill, then kill it directly!"

Although he had invited this man, he had no control over him at all.

But Fan Haokong didn't care too much.

The test of the Holy Courtyard has already begun, and even if it is killed, there should be no problem.

"Hehe, then strike first, slaughter that first-level Martial Venerable woman, a powerful first-level Martial Venerable, but can I still refine a powerful Martial Venerable Realm battle corpse......"

Lingli's gaze was gloomy as he stared at Youyun.

PS: I can only watch three shifts today.。。。

(End of chapter)