Many of the warriors in the hall are well-informed, but they have never seen such creatures, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and they are not like demon beasts. And crawling out of a coffin, it's a little creepy to think about.

Mo Wen's eyes shrunk to the size of a pinhole, staring at the monster tightly, so far away, he felt an unspeakable danger.

Roar!

The monster roared, flying sand and stones, and the roar shook the surrounding warriors back.

However, there was a warrior who didn't have time to retreat, because a claw appeared in front of him silently, grabbed his throat, and lifted him directly into the air.

Roar!

It was just the blink of an eye, and even many warriors hadn't seen it clearly, and the monster had crossed a distance of more than ten meters and appeared in front of the warrior, and the tall figure reflected a large shadow on the ground.

Poof!

The monster opened its mouth to show its fangs, and bit down on the throat of the warrior, and the blood splashed, and the monster sucked the blood of the warrior in front of everyone.

In just a few moments, the warrior's body dried up at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, gradually turning into a dried corpse.

Such a gruesome scene made all the warriors couldn't help but shudder.

"Brute."

An elder of the Medical Sect let out a low roar, and finally couldn't help it, his eyes full of hatred. He took the next step and flew towards the monster, holding a dagger in his hand, which was a low-grade spiritual weapon.

The person that the monster ate was also a martial artist of the Medical Sect, the middle realm of Jindan, and this old man was a brother, and he saw his brother die in the hands of the monster, how could he bear it.

"Come back."

Jiang Pingzhou's complexion changed slightly, even if it was a medical sect, there were not many martial artists in the middle of Jindan. Death is a great loss. But by this time, it was too late, and the people in the rage had already lost their minds.

The elder of the Medical Sect successfully appeared in front of the monster, and was not hindered by anything, and even the monster did not look at him, still carrying the shriveled corpse, gulping blood, like a hungry person meeting a delicacy.

"Give me death."

The Elder of the Medical Sect let out a loud shout and stabbed the dagger in his hand into the monster's heart. A white light streaked across the void, and the power of spiritual power fluctuated on the dagger. The dazzling crowd couldn't open their eyes.

Bite!

However, when the dagger pierced the monster's chest, it seemed to encounter the hardest steel, and it only pierced a little, and it could never pierce again.

The surrounding martial artists gasped when they saw this, that martial artist was known to most people, it was a well-known mid-stage Jindan martial artist of the Medical Sect, and his combat strength was probably not under Chen Wuhui.

He went all out and cooperated with the spirit weapon. There wasn't even a puncture on the monster's skin.

This...... What kind of monster the hell!

Everyone felt a chill rise from the soles of their feet and head straight to their heads.

Roar!

The monster casually tossed the dried corpse in its hand, then stretched out a claw and grabbed at the creature that dared to provoke it.

The old man subconsciously wanted to dodge. But a coercion containing a terrifying and bloody aura came to his face, and his body stiffened, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and he couldn't move for a long time.

The monster easily caught the warrior of the Medical Sect. Immediately after, a bloody scene occurred, and the monster bit the warrior's throat. Sucking blood vigorously.

It seems to be fond of human blood, and its red eyes show a look of enjoyment.

"It's really strong, but unfortunately it still fails. Otherwise, at this time, "he" should be equivalent to an immortal cultivator in the Yuan Shen realm. ”

Mo Wen looked at the huge monster, but sighed lightly, with some pity in his eyes, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zombie ......! Could he be the legendary zombie? ”

An old man in the Purple Qi Pavilion seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly pointed at the monster, his body trembled, and his face was colorless.

He is not young, in the Purple Qi Pavilion, he should belong to the elder generation, the Purple Qi Pavilion has a deep heritage, and the collection of classics is extensive, at this time, the first to recognize the origin of that monster.

The legend of zombies comes from immortal cultivators, and it is very out-of-the-way, belonging to the category of cow ghosts and snake gods. Zombies are such a thing, few people in the ancient martial arts world have seen it, but it really exists.

"Zombies!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of most of the people around changed greatly, although everyone had never seen it, but some rumors about zombies were not a lot at all.

Legend has it that where there are zombies, there will be a plague accompanied by it, and the lives will be ruined.

As martial artists in the inner world, they know better that zombies are the products of the immortal cultivation world, and they are incredibly powerful.

In the main hall, there was a constant sound of gasping cold air, and they all looked at each other, almost seeing the flinching love in each other's eyes.

"You see, he has a Yin Spirit Bead on his head, it must be a Yin Spirit Bead, and it will never be wrong."

A warrior pointed to the top of the zombie's head, his voice filled with indescribable heat, and his eyes stared without blinking. The Yin Spirit Bead is a treasure that can turn a martial artist into an immortal, and it is a dream for any martial artist.

On the head of the zombie, he wore a strange hat, and the hat was inlaid with a black bead, about the size of a red date, exuding a cold atmosphere, and the coldness in the entire hall was probably related to that bead.

"Sure enough, it's a Yin Spirit Bead, a thing that causes cold to yin, it will definitely not be wrong." The well-informed elder of the Purple Qi Pavilion nodded. The Yin Spirit Bead was not difficult to identify, but he didn't expect that the Yin Spirit Bead would actually appear on a zombie's hat.

In addition to the Yin Spirit Bead, everyone also found another object at the same time.

Weeping Bells!

On the zombie's left wrist, a small purple bell is tied, although it does not make a sound, it constantly releases a strange aura. Some martial artists with a lower cultivation level will feel dizzy and dizzy when they look at the purple bell for a long time, and even have a feeling that the spirit fox is about to be sucked into the bell.

The two artifacts finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and for a moment everyone was short of breath and their eyes were eager.

Whether it is the Yin Spirit Bead or the Crying Bell, all of them are the treasures that martial artists dream of, and if they get any of them, their future achievements are limitless.

Yin Banshuang stared at the Yin Spirit Bead tightly, clasping his hands, breathing faster and faster. She has experienced the marrow washing and hair cutting of vitality, if she gets the Yin Spirit Bead again, plus her talent, then the probability of turning into an immortal is likely to reach fifty percent.

Fifty percent probability, this is something that no martial artist dares to think of, after all, it is too difficult and slim for a martial artist to transform into an immortal.

The same affection appears on almost everyone's face, even if Mo asks no exception. The Yin Spirit Bead is also very useful to him, but he is not used to increase his probability of turning into an immortal, only he knows what price he will pay for using the Yin Spirit Bead to transform into an immortal.

If there was another choice, he would definitely not use the Yin Spirit Bead to complete the process of turning into an immortal.

"If my expectations are correct, this zombie should be the last sect master of the Luofeng Sect back then, the former and current generation of the Martial Sect."

Mo asked slowly.

In fact, after knowing about the Yin Spirit Bead, he had already expected what would happen later.

Yin Spirit Beads do have the ability to increase the probability of turning into immortals, and the probability is still very large. However, using the Yin Spirit Bead to transform into an immortal can only turn into a Underworld Monk. Either you will go to the ghost path, or you will go to the corpse road. These two roads are not only difficult to walk, but they are not what Mo Wen is chasing.

He guessed a little bit about the situation back then. The Luofeng Sect suffered an accident and was completely destroyed, but the peerless sect master was not dead. He found such a place, the purpose of which was probably not only to hide the treasures of the Luofeng Sect, but to find a place to transform into immortals.

This place is far colder than the outside, it is a rare place of yin and evil, and it is the most suitable for the transformation of the Yin Spirit Bead, once it is successful, I am afraid that the sect master will turn into an immortal cultivator of the underworld, come back again, and have an almost immortal life.

The lifespans of underworld monks are very long, but because of this, their cultivation is also very bumpy and slow.

There are two ways to use the Yin Spirit Bead to transform into a Netherworld Monk, one is to sacrifice, and the other is to cultivate.

The difference between the two methods is that the sacrifice is a special ritual for the living to be transformed into a monk of the underworld, while cultivation is a special environment for the dead to pass through guò, and over the years, they are imperceptibly transformed into a cultivator of the underworld.

Both methods must be guided by Yin Spirit Beads to complete.

In the world of cultivating immortals, some immortal cultivation sects that take the path of the underworld often put the Yin Spirit Bead in the mouth of the deceased with excellent qualifications, and then place the coffin in the place of the Yin, through hundreds or even thousands of years of cultivation, some of those dead will be transformed into immortal cultivators of the underworld path and resurrected again.

The underworld monks cultivated in this way will be far superior to the sacrificial and transformed underworld monks in terms of talent and ability.

However, the advantage of sacrificial transformation is that there is no need to pay the price of life, and even if it fails, most of them will not die. And the cultivated underworld monks, once they are not successful, will sleep forever.

Some very extreme Immortal Cultivation Sects, in order to cultivate the next generation of sect members, often kill those ordinary people with excellent qualifications, and then put them into the place of the Yin to cultivate. Usually out of a hundred people, only two or three people can be successfully converted, and the rest are all sacrifices and burial goods.

Mo asked at this time, he had already guessed a seven, seven, eighty, eight.

The sect master of the Falling Peak Sect may not have died immediately in the catastrophe, but he must have also suffered an incurable injury and was not far from death, so he chose to cultivate such a path.

If this were not the case, no normal person would have taken such a big risk and would have chosen sacrifice rather than cultivation.

It's a pity that the sect master who took the cultivation route still failed. That zombie was just a half-finished product, and he couldn't be called an immortal cultivator of the underworld, because he didn't have his own mind and mind.

This kind of semi-finished product is called a corpse puppet in the immortal cultivation world, and immortal cultivators can refine them into their own puppet clones, which are equivalent to the second self. (To be continued......)