"The seniors are so loving, I am grateful, the kid still has important things to do, and I will come to visit the seniors next time!"

Xiang Yan gaged and took the opportunity to slip away. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I don't know the art of the undead, and I don't know how the Living Soul Contract can turn the universe upside down, dominate the life and death of a domain, and I am not interested in the soul servant believers who become the founding ancestors.

The most important thing is that if the ghost old man succeeds, Fu Ling will become a master realm, even if he fuses the Origin Heavenly Fire, he will only be the host of the four spirits, not the master.

If you can't fuse the four spirits of creation before the evolution of the art of the undead, eradicate this old man, and want to avoid bad luck, the only way to escape is to escape from the Fuling sub-domain and go to the Bachen Great World.

Therefore, Xiang Yan only had one thought, to leave this place as soon as possible.

It's just that, in this situation, this is pure fantasy.

"Boy, you've got to think about it!"

The thin old man snorted vigorously, took a step forward, looked back at Xiang Yan, and said in a deep voice, "Very few people from the Bachen World come to the Fuling Continent in person, do you know why?"

Xiang Yan shook his head blankly.

"As rumored, the Origin Secret Treasure can uncover the mystery of the conquest of the ancient saints, but there are also rumors that once the Secret Treasure is taken, the Fuling Continent will collapse at any time, and it will be annihilated in the great world!

"Look at what this means, you are not slaughtering the desolate people and creating a catastrophe, but you are saving the souls?"

Xiang Yan raised his head and squinted, his eyes full of mockery.

"Hmph, the old man reconstructs the cycle of life and death with a living soul contract, so that Fu Ling can be independent of the big world and avoid the danger of collapse, do you say he is saving the common people?"

"Then tell me, how does the Living Soul Contract rebuild reincarnation and how does it create the world?" Xiang Yan asked tentatively.

"You want to know?"

The old man smiled slyly and tempted, "As long as you accept the undead summoning contract and voluntarily become a soul servant believer, you will know everything, even the truth of the Origin Secret Treasure!"

"I'd rather die than accept any living soul contract!"

Xiang Yan shook his head resolutely, "I believe that even if what you say is true, the Living Soul Contract is not the only way out!"

"What other way out? Creation of the Four Spirits?"

The ghost old man laughed in a dry and hoarse voice, which made people's hearts ache.

"Of course, although it's just a coincidence, there should be a lot of people chasing the Four Spirits of Creation! Whoever succeeds will not only prevent the Origin Treasure from being discovered, but also prevent you from evolving the art of the undead!"

"Stubborn!"

The old ghost was furious, the fire in his eyes was swaying, his mood was very fluctuating, and he shouted, "Since you broke into the mountain recklessly, the old man has always given you a chance, and he has no intention of killing you all." ”

Speaking of this, he changed his words again, "However, if you are disobedient, you can only end up like Qi He's stubborn cow, and he will also be refined into a corpse slave!"

"Now, the old man has changed his mind again, the holy body of the unity of qi, blood and essence is rare to see for thousands of years, and it is fortunate that the old man was bumped into in this barren mountain and old forest!"

"What do you mean?" Xiang Yan suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Boy, you're right, the old man's time is indeed short. For the sake of the Living Soul Contract, the old man has been trying to find a way to continue his life!"

The ghost old man became more and more excited the more he spoke, and a few clusters of green ghost fire on his shoulders swayed, and he laughed sharply, "As early as a few years ago, the old man's qi and blood had dried up, so he had to choose this mortal body in a hurry, and now it is about to decay, I originally wanted to cultivate the waste Yu Hao to take over, but I didn't expect to meet the holy body of the unity of qi and blood, essence and element, is this the will of heaven?"

"You're an old immortal!"

Xiang Yan was suddenly furious, only then did he realize his true madness, and then he thought of carrying the blame for Yu Hao by mistake, and he was very angry in his heart, and couldn't help but greet his ancestors for three generations.

However, the old man was not angry, but just smiled strangely, and the fire in his eyes became more and more bright, and he shook out the breathtaking ghostly power.

"Just tie it up. ”

He stretched out his arm shaped like dead wood and grabbed Xiang Yan, making him unable to move for half a minute, "You should be glad to be able to create the world with the old man and achieve immortality!"

"I can't make it live, you make me feel lucky?"

Xiang Yan wanted to fight to the death, but the difference in strength was too big, and the terrifying power of the ghost old man was definitely not comparable to Yu Hao and Bolin, and the difference in strength was too big.

As he was speaking, the dead wood scepter glowed like the head of the canglong's staff, and a green ghost flew out and went straight into Xiang Yan's body, Xiang Yan suddenly felt weak, unable to move, and didn't even have the strength to carry the Lingque sword and longbow, so he could only barely stand.

His helplessness, the old man also saw it in his eyes, and said with a strange smile, "Don't worry, you won't die for a while!" The old man wants to prepare good medicinal materials, and first take the essence and blood in your heart to refine a furnace of rejuvenation pills. ”

"You have really lost your conscience, you use dead corpses to refine corpse slaves, use living people to refine soul servants, and now you are still using living people to refine medicine!" Xiang Yan gasped.

"The rare Eucharist should be used to the fullest. Although the corpse slave is a dead thing, it is also to be eaten, before you are taken away, the old man will raise you to be fat and fat, release the holy blood day and night, help the old man form a powerful army of undead, and pull out all the dogs of the Bachen Great World!"

As he spoke, the old man put Xiang Yan under his armpit and raised his head and laughed, like a wrinkle on his withered face.

Xiang Yan was like a tamed sheep, with limp limbs and no power to resist.

There was no way, he could only work his mouth, trying to be as fast as he could, and ridiculed and mocked recklessly, "You are about to become the Creation Ancestor, are you still afraid that the people of the Bachen Great World will be powerful in your chassis?"

"What do you know? The old man doesn't covet the Origin Secret Treasure now, just because it's useless!"

The old man snorted lightly, and then turned into a rainbow light, carrying Xiang Yan straight to the top of the mountain.

At this point, the battle at the top of the mountain had subsided, but there was no trace, no blood remained, as if there had never been a battle at all.

The ghost old man strode straight into the cave, and the scene that caught his eye made Xiang Yan's heart tremble.

From a distance, the purple gas is steaming, and the runes of the Great Dao are circulating, but the cave is simply a hell on earth.

The corpse qi was swirling, even devouring the vitality in Xiang Yan's body, corpse slaves were everywhere, their lips were purple and black, and their faces were terrifyingly white.

"Dead old man, if you practice this kind of evil art, refining your servants with corpses and even living people, so that their souls will never enter reincarnation, are you not afraid of being punished by heaven? Xiang Yan was indignant.

It is undeniable that in the Great World of Bachen, there is a path of cultivation that uses corpses to prove the Tao.

But it was not that the monk used the dead body of others to refine his servants, but that the monk practiced with his own body and the death qi of the demons, and his body was filled with not essence, but corpse qi, just like a dead corpse born of spiritual wisdom and resurrected in the underworld.

There are also opposite paths.

The body is filled with essence, mixed element, and source power, but the soul of the body container is a "dead" soul.

The so-called art of the undead is at the cost of restlessness in the souls of others and not entering reincarnation, and the ultimate goal is to enslave all living beings and dead souls and dominate life and death.

However, the thin old man disagreed, and laughed dryly, "Do you think that after the so-called Origin Secret Treasure is discovered, there will still be an inch of foothold in the Fuling World?"

After saying that, he casually shot out a glare, and then threw it casually, throwing Xiang Yan into the corner of the cave like garbage.