The dry corpse slowly floated towards Mo Wen, endless resentment swept in, it seemed that there was the hatred of the country and the death of the family, the hatred of the separation of his wife, the endless resentment invaded Mo Wen's body, making his body gradually stiffen, his face became whiter and whiter, he felt that the vitality in his body was passing wildly, and if it went on like this, I am afraid that it would not be long before he would become a corpse.

Bite!

A crisp chirping suddenly sounded from Mo Wen's body, the sound was like the chirping of birds, crisp and smart, very good.

Just when Mo Wen felt desperate and felt that he was about to die, the scream in his body instantly pulled his soul back into his body, and at the same time, a warm and gentle force quietly appeared in Mo Wen's body, constantly swimming all over his body, and his stiff body slowly regained consciousness, and the passing vitality was actually replenished little by little.

The resentment, evil energy, and cold qi in the body are all swept away, and the body is like a furnace that can be dissolved.

A red light flashed, and a beautiful feather appeared in front of Mo Wen, suspended in the air, and constantly vibrated gently.

The dry corpse that floated towards Mo Wen stopped in an instant, his body trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to take a step forward.

Mo Wen let out a fierce breath, spit out the turbid qi in his stomach, and glanced at the dried corpse with palpitations, his eyes still a little frightened. What the hell is that?

Mo Wen knows a lot about the world of cultivating immortals, and he also knows a little about demons and monsters, and among the monks of the underworld, there are many ghosts and zombies.

But he had never seen such a strange ancient corpse, this ancient corpse was beyond his comprehension, obviously without any power to emanate, but it seemed to be able to control heaven and earth, control the fate of others, and deprive others of their souls.

The fear caused by that resentment has reached the point where it is simply unstoppable, and the mind is not to ask. When encountering something terrifying, it is difficult to affect him, even if he encounters death, there will not be much space for him, he is a person who has experienced life and death, and even died several times.

But that dry corpse can stuff despair, fear and other negative emotions into his mind out of thin air, this kind of mental torture he has not experienced for a long time, it is definitely more terrible than killing him directly.

When encountering this kind of evil thing, Mo Wen's face was also a little pale. And it can't be explained at all, the zombies cultivated by the immortal cultivators of the underworld definitely don't have this ability, this ancient corpse is like a confluence of negative emotions in the world.

The feathers in the air slowly released a soft light, and that light enveloped Mo Wen's body, causing him to no longer be affected by the atmosphere around him.

However, what Mo Wen didn't expect was the ancient corpse floating in mid-air. Facing Mo Wen, he slowly knelt down.

It is indeed kneeling, although it is only a dried corpse, but the kneeling posture can also be clearly judged.

Star ...... Emperor...... Transmit...... People ......"

From the mouth of a dried corpse. Four words floated out slowly, intermittently, but constantly echoing in the air.

The corpse stopped moving, and just crawled on the ground. Like the humblest of subjects, completely silent.

The red gold feather in mid-air flashed and returned to Mo Wen's body. In a flash, it vanished.

"Descendants of the Star Emperor?"

Mo Wen was stunned in place, looking at the dried corpse in confusion, what do you mean?

The words of the dry corpse seemed to be talking about him, but when did he become the heir of the Star Emperor? It doesn't matter at all, does it?

Suddenly, Mo Wen thought of the red gold feather, one of the seven feathers of the Seven Star Heavenly Fire Fan.

After he got the red gold feather from that mysterious space, he has been in constant adventures, and then he came to the Flame Star Hall and obtained the inheritance of the Flame Star Monarch, although he did not get the true inheritance of the Flame Star Monarch, but the martial arts learned in the Flame Star Palace, he can be called more or less half of the disciple of the Flame Star Monarch.

Could it be that the dry corpse said that the Star Emperor is the Flame Star Monarch?

Thinking that after the appearance of the red gold feather before, the dried corpse had such a strange behavior, his guess was really very likely. Isn't that Seven-Star Heavenly Fire Fan the natal treasure of the Flame Star Monarch back then, and the voice in the Flame Star Hall at the beginning seems to be one of the five emperors who claim to be the Emperor and the Martial God.

As soon as it is linked, the Star Emperor that the dry corpse said is probably the Flame Star Monarch.

After this dry corpse knew that he was the descendant of the Flame Star Monarch, he actually bowed and worshipped, and what did he have to do with the original Flame Star Monarch?

Mo Wen's face changed for a while, and a lot of thought came to his mind in an instant, he was just a descendant of the Flame Star Monarch, which was enough to make this dry corpse worship, and the status of the Flame Star Monarch back then was probably far beyond his imagination.

This dry corpse's attitude towards the Flame Star Monarch is probably not accidental, and it must have a lot to do with the origin of this space.

It's no wonder that when he first arrived in this space before, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, and that familiarity was indescribable, but it was always there. It's obviously just the first time he's come to this place, where does the familiarity come from?

He was very puzzled before, but now he has figured it out a little, and the familiarity is definitely not because of him, but because of the Flame Star Monarch, or the inheritance of the Flame Star Monarch, the feeling that the feathers of the three seven-star heavenly fire fans passed on to him.

And this space probably belongs to the same space as the space with the Flame Star Temple, or rather, one of the fragments that also belongs to that space. In ancient times, that space was divided for some reason, resulting in the current situation, and if all the space fragments were stitched together, they would definitely be in the same space.

After having this idea, Mo Wen figured out many doubts in his heart, I am afraid that this ancient city was a city that belonged to the Flame Star Monarch back then, so the residents of the ancient city would respect him so much and worship him as an emperor.

Smack!

Just as Mo Wen was pondering, a soft sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

Mo Wen looked down, only to see a cloth bag rolled out of the pocket of the ancient corpse's clothes, and it rolled all the way to Mo Wen's feet very strangely. Mo Wen looked at the cloth bag under his feet, and there was a change in front of him.

According to the normal situation, how could a cloth bag roll more than ten meters to his feet by itself, it must be that weird ancient corpse.

What do you mean by deliberately giving him a cloth bag?

This ancient corpse is very weird, he doesn't dare to ask for his things, God knows what will happen.

But this ancient corpse, in ancient times, was certainly not a simple character, and his things might be some kind of treasure. For a moment, Mo Wen hesitated again.

After thinking about it, Mo Wen decided to pick up the cloth bag and take a look, judging from the attitude of this ancient corpse towards the Flame Star Monarch, it should not intentionally hurt him.

The material of the cloth bag is an unknown silk, which feels very smooth, refreshing and cool, and a cool feeling pours into the body.

Mo Wen thought it was a storage space bag, but then found out that it was not, just an ordinary cloth bag, but the material of this cloth bag is probably not simple. He untied the tether from the sack and scattered a few items from inside.

A round thing rolled out of the cloth bag, which immediately attracted Mo Wen's attention.

Spirit Stone!

One two three four five...... It was actually seven spirit stones.

Ordinary spirit stones, Mo Wen naturally wouldn't be so surprised, but the spirit stones in front of him are all medium-grade spirit stones, which are definitely comparable to low-grade spirit stones. Even if it is placed in the immortal cultivation realm, the middle-grade spirit stone is also a very important resource, and its value is far higher than that of the low-grade spirit stone.

Although the ratio of lower-grade spirit stones to middle-grade spirit stones is 1:100, few people in the immortal cultivation world are willing to use this ratio to exchange huàn, even if they want to exchange huàn, the ratio will definitely be far more than 100, the reason is that the use value of middle-grade spirit stones is far more than a hundred times that of lower-grade spirit stones.

For example, some formations in the immortal cultivation world, slightly higher-level formations, the low-grade spirit stones cannot provide energy operation at all, only the medium-grade spirit stones can do it, and some rare immortal cultivation materials are often similar to each other, and the lower-grade spirit stones cannot be bought, but the middle-grade spirit stones can be purchased.

For example, a puppet, with a medium-grade spirit stone as an energy output, is definitely much more powerful than a lower-grade spirit stone.

Mo Wen's black gold puppet, now using a low-grade spirit stone, can only have a power equivalent to the late stage of Jindan, but if it is replaced with a middle-grade spirit stone, it may have the power equivalent to that of a human martial sect.

Obtaining seven medium-grade spirit stones at one time was a big surprise for Mo Wen, originally he thought that he would not be able to meet medium-grade spirit stones at all, because in the world of cultivating immortals, middle-grade spirit stones are also more important, even if Tianhua Palace is rich, it is impossible to make middle-grade spirit stones fall into the martial arts world, because there is no need for that at all.

"If you install a medium-grade spirit stone inside the black gold puppet, and then combine it with a few magic weapons, I'm afraid that if you encounter a martial sect, you will have the power to fight."

Mo Wen, who had always been calm, rarely showed excitement in his eyes, but this time he couldn't stop because he needed strength too much now. Whether it was the Human Martial Sect or the Seven Beast Kings of the Fire Domain, they were all deadly threats to him.

In such an environment, there is not enough strength, and survival is a big problem, let alone competing for spiritual fire with those strong people.

Now that he has a medium-grade spirit stone, it means that he has a martial arts sect by his side to protect him, and it is also a martial arts sect that can use spiritual power and communicate with him.

Mo Wen couldn't wait to wave his hand, and the black light flashed, and the black gold puppet flew out of the medicine spirit ring, and when it was not urging, it was only the size of a palm. But Mo Wen knew that the immortal cultivator had arranged a prohibition on it, which could reduce the size of the puppet and make it easy to carry, and the real volume of the black gold puppet was at least three meters high.

He slapped his palm on the black gold puppet, held a spirit stone in the other, and input a spiritual power. The black gold puppet suddenly released a black light, which became larger in the blink of an eye, and finally it was the same size as Mo Wen, and even the same body shape.

Mo Wen put all the seven medium-grade spirit stones into the black gold puppet's body to ensure that there was enough energy to provide, and there would be an accident when the energy was insufficient. Although there were only seven medium-grade spirit stones, they were enough to make the black gold puppet use for a long time. (To be continued......)