"Brother Wuyue, why do you have to be like this, I have a way to keep Sister Xing's soul alive, as for the resurrection, it shouldn't be difficult to improve your strength after resurrection, you don't want to continue to live with her?" However, in the face of Nan Wuyue's determination, Mu Qiu smiled slightly and said softly.

"Do you really have a solution? If you can really resurrect Xinglian, I am willing to be a cow and a horse to listen to you! Mu Qiu's news stunned Nan Wuyue, who was already bent on death, but when she thought of Mu Qiu's birth in the Immortal Sect, it was not impossible for the immortal cultivator's unpredictable means to resurrect Gu Xinglian.

"Brother Wuyue, please rest assured, although this matter is difficult, there is always a glimmer of hope." Mu Qiu didn't say death, the desolate spirit just told him that there was hope for resurrection, and he didn't know what method to use. I'll plan for later.

"Boy, what are you two muttering, since you are looking for death, then the old man will fulfill you!" Seeing that the two of them were actually talking on the side, the old man of the tomb corpse was angry and rushed to Tianlinggai, he was actually ignored, which made him unacceptable. With a slight step, he swept out, exuding a black aura all over his body, instantly locking on the vital point of Mu Qiu's body.

"Then let me understand the strength of the late stage of foundation building!"

In the face of this old monster's attack, Mu Qiu did not retreat but advanced, pulled out the rusty sword on his back and danced suddenly, and two sword qi roared out with the sound of breaking wind, flying towards the neck of the old man in the tomb.

"Bang!"

The sword qi struck, the old man of the tomb corpse did not change his face, turned his fist into a claw, wrapped in black ghostly light on his hands, grabbed the attacking sword qi, and tore it apart with both hands, and then a storm came to Mu Qiu's body, and slapped his palm on his heavenly spirit cover.

"Hmph, junior fight with me!" With a slap, the old man of the tomb corpse looked happy.

didn't wait for him to be happy, but the Mu Qiu in front of him slowly faded and dissipated.

"Afterimage?" Suddenly, an extremely dangerous feeling came out behind him. Immediately, his complexion changed drastically, and it was too late to turn around, and his hands quickly pinched a magic decision, and a layer of black aura cover instantly wrapped it inside.

"Ding!"

Mu Qiu actually appeared behind him ghostly, and stabbed a sword on the aura cover. The defenses were not broken. Resisting this unexpected attack, the old man of the tomb corpse quickly flew back and distanced himself, looking at Mu Qiu with a wary expression.

"Heh, it seems to be quite cautious." The blow missed, Mu Qiu was a little regretful, and said with a light smile.

"Cunning boy, the old man almost fell in touch with your way when he was careless, and then you won't have this kind of opportunity." The old man of the tomb said with a pale face. Immediately, with a wave of his big hand, black ghostly light gushed out from his body, and with one hand, the ghostly light quickly intertwined and turned into a large net.

"Yin Demon Net!" With a low shout, the black net opened and covered Mu Qiu like a sky. The big net was filled with black air, and there was a faint purple thunder flashing. In the face of such a ruthless attack of the old monster, Mu Qiu's body turned sharply, and he swept left and right quickly, and the black net couldn't lock his position for a while.

"Slippery guy, do you think this old man will take you for nothing?" Facing Mu Qiu, who was like a loach, the old man of the tomb corpse was quite annoyed, and immediately turned the law, a black flag suddenly appeared in front of him, and a spiritual trick entered it, and the black sail slowly turned "......Buzz" An invisible force instantly restrained Mu Qiu who was fleeing, and the latter felt that his body was like entering the mud, and his complexion changed drastically, but he didn't expect this old monster to have this hand.

"You still have too little actual combat experience, don't panic, stabilize the sword heart!" The Arraiths reminded.

"What now?" Losing his speed, seeing that the big net was about to envelop him, Mu Qiu forced down the throbbing in his heart and asked.

"Why do you keep dodging? Attack! Isn't it just a broken net, and a sword will be slashed. The desolate spirit said angrily.

Mu Qiu will be suspicious, since the desolate spirit said so, then do it, and then he pinched the trick with both hands, the rusty sword in his hand spun rapidly, his right hand leaned forward, and with a light drink, the rusty sword shot towards the spiritual power net.

"Whew!"

After the sword light, the spiritual power net was like a thin piece of paper, and it was split in an instant.

Seeing this, everyone was slightly stunned, Mu Qiu came back to his senses and scolded: "Damn, I think he is so strong when I see his momentum, it turns out to be a paper tiger!" ”

"How...... What's going on? Why is this kid's attack so strong! The old man looked incredulous.

"Hehe, old monster, the moves are quite bluffing, the master almost caught your way." A sword broke through the attack of the old man of the tomb corpse, and Mu Qiu looked at the old monster with bad intentions and smiled.

"This kid is weird, since that's the case, let's let you see the real strength of the old man!"

"Sacrifice ten thousand souls with my spirit, ten thousand souls devour the heart!" Both hands quickly pinched the trick, the black banner in his hand shook slightly, and one after another powerful ghosts flew out of the black flag, and the hateful Chong Muqiu attacked.

Losing the suppression of the black flag, Mu Qiu regained his speed, and just wanted to escape, he gave himself a slap, "What a fart!" With a horizontal heart, he greeted him with a sword.

In a burst of lightning and flint, all the powerful ghosts were slashed by Mu Qiu's sword, and without stopping, they turned into swords, and in the shocked gaze of the old man in the tomb, they instantly pierced his chest and passed through.

"Handsome!" At this time, Mu Qiu was full of anger, pulled the iron sword into a beautiful sword flower, and inserted it into the sword box on his back. With his back to the old man of the tomb, he spit out a word very pretendedly.

After waiting for a while, he didn't hear the sound of falling to the ground, Mu Qiu turned around, the old man of the tomb corpse at this time had scarlet eyes, and a bowl-sized hole in his chest, if it was placed in an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been exhausted at this time, but the latter smiled fiercely and slowly walked to Wu Wenxuan's corpse.

"The old man has been practicing for decades, but now he has suffered such a big loss from you, a yellow-haired boy, since this is the case, accompany the old man to hell!" Feeling the vitality in his body that quickly dissipated, the old man of the tomb muttered. Then he probed with his big hand and grabbed Wu Wenxuan's corpse void, and a transparent soul was grabbed out by him and eaten it directly.

"What is this old monster doing?" Mu Qiu asked puzzled.

"It should be a secret method, and his aura is constantly improving." The Desolate Spirit whispered.

Swallowing the soul, the aura of the old man of the tomb corpse increased wildly, and then a vast soul power emerged.

"Soul Realm, Jindan Period!" Mu Qiu's face changed slightly, and he blurted out in disbelief. Soul power is the sign of the Jindan period, and in order to reach the Jindan stage, you can form a circle of soul circles around yourself, forming an absolute suppression of the enemy in this realm, and the ordinary foundation building period is like ants in it.

"It's not the Jindan period yet, it's still one step away, it's a half-step Jindan, and even then it's very tricky." The Arradol said, a little solemn in his tone.

"Boom...... If it weren't for the killing of this furnace ding, it would only be a matter of time before the old man entered the Jindan period, you kid, you really damn it! The old man of the tomb pointed at Mu Qiu with his withered fingers and said sharply.