Then, without waiting for the master's urging, the two groups of spiritual energy fought like mortal enemies, and even the Mu Shenghua on the side retreated, making room for the two groups of spiritual energy. This is not surprising to Su Qingyan, the Heavenly Lotus Leaf is a wood attribute exercise, wood is a symbol of life, and this corpse fire is undoubtedly a representative of death. As soon as they die in their lives, the two are already like fire and water, and they can't tolerate each other's existence, and it's not surprising that they fight like natural enemies when they meet.

The only thing that made Su Qingyan embarrassed was that he had never deliberately cultivated this method of fighting with people, but the Yin Corpse Sect was famous for cultivating corpse fire, and it was normal to fight against people with corpse fire. He had fought several battles in a row before, and at this moment, he was already at a disadvantage, and he used secret methods to improve his cultivation to the middle stage of foundation building, while the Ten Thousand Ghost Master was the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, compared with the two, the strength of these two groups of spiritual energy is fundamentally different.

What Su Qingyan relies on now is nothing more than the extraordinary and terrifying poison of the top-level exercises, but after all, it is not a long-term solution, and if it goes on like this, his essence will not be able to support it sooner or later. Su Qingyan felt that the spiritual power in his body disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea, and the sweat on his head slipped down drop by drop.

Over there, the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts is not as relaxed as it seems. Su Qingyan understood the truth, how could the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts not understand. In his opinion, if this female cultivator competes with him, it is nothing else, but a competition for spiritual power, this is simply an act of looking for death, and the final victory must belong to him.

Even so, the feeling of the spiritual power stone disappearing into the sea without a trace is really uncomfortable, especially since this place is not a hidden place, and other monks may break in at any time. On the surface, it seems that his army of Yin corpses has surrounded these three zhang land, which is impenetrable, but in fact, he has no time to manipulate them at this moment. Without their own orders, these Yin Corpses are not even as good as the zombies in the Killing Land.

In case a careful monk discovers this clue and breaks in, he and this nun will have no time to take care of anything else, and can only be taken advantage of by the person who comes, and then it will really be wronged to die. Especially to watch the countless treasures on the opposite female cultivator's body fall into the pockets of others, which is especially intolerable to the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

As soon as he thought of this, the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts immediately used the little remaining strength in his body to urge the Yin Demon Corpse Golem to rush over, and at the same time, he increased the output of the corpse fire little by little.

The Yin Demon Corpse Puppet hadn't gone far, and he had been fighting with this female cultivator for a long time, if his expectations were good, the Yin Demon Corpse Puppet should have arrived in this vicinity. As soon as the Yin Demon Corpse Puppet arrives, this competition will come to an end, and he is undoubtedly the only winner. The Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts looked at Su Qingyan with a green light in his eyes, and did not hide the greed and hatred in his eyes.

However, Su Qingyan didn't have time to take care of the emotions of the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts, not only because she didn't have the strength to care about anything else, but also because the thousand-eyed bell on her wrist shook heavily, which was no less than that of the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

"My life is over!" Su Qingyan felt a sense of despair and panic for the first time in his heart, no matter who came to see this situation, it was impossible not to fall into the well and reap the benefits of the fisherman, if it was a yin corpse, then he would definitely die. Unless this person is Mo Thirteen's freak......

Su Qingyan couldn't laugh or cry, how could he think of that narcissistic and eccentric male cultivator at this time. Su Qingyan shook his head slightly, and while expelling the distracting thoughts in his mind, he quickly ran his brain and thought about how to deal with it. However, before she could come up with a reason, there was a sudden chill behind her.

"Yin Corpse ......" Looking at the shining eyes of the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts, and feeling the familiar corpse qi coming from behind, Su Qingyan's heart gradually cooled down, and his mind cleared up. A lot of times, it's not what is about to happen, it's the process of waiting for it to happen. This sentence could not be more accurate to describe Su Qingyan's situation at this time.

When the identity of the comer was unknown, Su Qingyan was flustered in his heart, and his brain was almost a mess, but now that the comer was confirmed to be a yin corpse, Su Qingyan calmed down instead.

"It's just a death, it's not that I haven't experienced it, and there's nothing terrible. But even if you die, I won't make you feel better!" Su Qingyan gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, and his eyes became more and more cold.

The Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts didn't care, but only ordered the Yin Demon Corpse Puppet to kill Su Qingyan immediately, and at the same time increased the output of spiritual power in his hand, and for a while, the gray-white corpse fire light soared, forcing Su Qingyan to increase the input of spiritual power, and for a while, he couldn't move.

Su Qingyan's face became more and more gloomy, but his attention was more and more focused on the grass and trees around him, as long as there was a slight movement, Su Qingyan would completely disrupt the spiritual power in his body, allowing the strange poison to explode. At that time, even if the Ten Thousand Ghosts Master is immortal, he will have to shed his skin.

Time has only passed a few breaths, but Su Qingyan feels as if ten thousand years have passed, but there is still no movement around him. Su Qingyan frowned, not knowing what the hell the Venerable Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts had to do, his heart tightened, and he raised his eyes to look at the Venerable Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts. Unexpectedly, although the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts still didn't have much expression, there was obviously a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Su Qingyan hadn't figured out the situation yet, when he suddenly heard a strange scream not far behind him. Su Qingyan was shocked, and immediately made preparations, not wanting the yin wind behind him to suddenly fade away, and he lost his movement after a while. Su Qingyan looked at the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts in surprise, but the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts was really taken aback at this time, and looked behind Su Qingyan in amazement, but it was the Yin Evil Corpse Puppet who didn't know what stimulation and ran away.

This is the first time that the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts has encountered this situation in his decades of immortal cultivation career, and it is simply unheard of for the Yin Corpse to run away from control despite the fact that there is no sign of backlash. Su Qingyan didn't know what was going on, but looking at the expression of the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts, he could also judge that the situation was in his favor, and nine times out of ten, the powerful Yin Corpse was out of control.

Su Qingyan was immediately overjoyed, the more powerful the thing, the more difficult it is to control, there are so many Yin Corpses in this Ten Thousand Ghost Master, it is inevitable that there will be omissions, not to mention that in the case of competing with himself for spiritual power, it is not impossible to miss the control of the Yin Corps for a while. This situation is a surprise for me, at the very least, I no longer have a chance of winning.

The situation has changed dramatically, and the mood of the two people who are fighting has changed 180 degrees, one is desperate and overjoyed, and the other is sharply down, angry. And the culprit who caused all this finally stopped abruptly after running for dozens of feet, hugged his head in pain, and rolled while spitting out a few slurred words from his mouth with difficulty: "Light...... Face...... Division...... Parent ......"

On the other side, the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts was startled, his eyes widened in disbelief, and suddenly he let out a strange scream, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof". Su Qingyan was startled at first, but looking at the suddenly weakened corpse fire, he guessed in his heart that it must be related to the mysterious Yin corpse that suddenly disappeared: "The Yin corpse is devouring!"

Su Qingyan's heart was overjoyed, and he immediately let out a low shout, and the blue-green lotus rose sharply, and he was about to devour the corpse fire when he saw it. The Venerable Master's face changed, and he suddenly shouted: "Slut, just because you also want to destroy the old man's corpse fire, today the old man is desperate to fall into the realm, and he will let you have no return." ”

After biting the tip of his tongue hard, a drop of essence blood spurted into the corpse fire, and the corpse fire immediately soared up by three points as if it had been hit by chicken blood, and there was even a trace of gorgeous blood red in the gray flames, which made the corpse fire even more weird. Su Qingyan's eyes were cold, and he lost three points more into the drunken and forgetful hometown and Mu Shenghua in his body.

The two groups of spiritual qi were stalemate for a long time, but the corpse fire soared by the essence blood of the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts, just like the water without a source of rootless wood, as the blood red in the middle became smaller and smaller, the momentum of the corpse fire became weaker and weaker. Su Qingyan sneered, the essence blood of the monk is the most fundamental blood of the monk's body, and the loss of one drop will greatly damage the vitality, and the loss of three drops by the foundation building monk is certain death.

If the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts spit out two drops of essence blood in one breath just now, then at most he would have fallen from the realm under serious injury, although after the realm fell, it would be difficult to cultivate to the original realm as if he had reached the sky, but at least he had saved his life. And unless you fight hard, you will definitely die, which can be said to be a lose-lose situation.

But this Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts cherished his feathers, and with a fluke mentality, he only spit out a drop of essence blood, not wanting to be devoured by his own yin corpse, and even the power of essence blood was greatly reduced, and now he has fallen into a dead end. If you spit out another drop of essence blood, it will obviously be useless, and you can only sit and wait for the power of the corpse fire to be exhausted, and you will be devoured by the strange poison. If he spit out two drops of essence blood, he didn't know what would happen to Su Qingyan, but he was sure to die.

The Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts looked at the smaller and smaller corpse fire with red eyes, and he was undecided, at this moment he didn't want to think of any other way, it was difficult to even say a word. As he was hesitating, the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts suddenly saw countless wooden flowers on the ground, and Yin corpses that had already turned into dried corpses, one of which was tall and conspicuous, which was the proud work of the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts, the giant Yin Corpse.

"The old man fought for fame and fortune, and used all kinds of means to have a place in the Yin Corpse Sect, this time he came to kill people and take the corpse, but he overturned in the gutter, and was killed by a little-known foundation monk who lost his armor. Now don't say that there is no hope of survival, but there is still hope for life, I have no combined attack Yin corpse, no giant Yin corpse, and even the Yin Demon Corpse puppet has already eaten the Judgment Lord, if the realm falls again, even if I return to the sect, what is the point!"

The Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts has never been a generous person, and often relies on his strength to wantonly make things difficult and bully other fellow disciples who are not as good as himself, and now that his strength has plummeted, there is no doubt about what he will face when he returns to the sect. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to readnovel. com) vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. readnovel。 com read. )