The brazier is extinguished, the night is like ink, the moon is hidden and the stars are hidden, there is no light between the heavens and the earth, only the biting yin wind blows non-stop, the ghost chirps, and the miserable screams go away with the wind, getting weaker and weaker. It was as if he had been dragged by the ankles by countless demons and ghosts.

Shi Jian threw out two high-grade fireball talismans, on which Zhu Wen flashed aura, a little spark flashed, turned into flames, and he was about to wrap the rune paper in it. When the wind blew, the flames were crooked, and there was a sign of extinguishment.

He hurriedly used the fire control technique, and the fire soared, flying in the wind, shining in the red light, and everyone could already see. Shi Jian's old trick was repeated, and seven fireballs were released in a row, like the North Dipper of the Star River, inlaid with the night, and a large area was illuminated by the firelight.

Thunder Tiger was lying on the ground, half of his body was in the firelight, half of his body was in the dark, as the firelight spread, Shi Jian saw a black gas roll up the golden bell in Thunder Tiger's hand, and the python retracted into darkness.

Telling Xu Zhenren to control the fireball, Shi Jian used a slight force on his toes, slammed out, and ran to Lei Laohu's side in a few steps. You don't have to look at it, the strong smell of blood alone speaks for itself.

Lei Laohu had a big hole in the back of his head, as if he had been pierced by something in an instant, and the red and white things flowed down his cheeks and neck to the ground, and his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't bat himself.

Shi Jian's heart was miserable, he threw down the fire talisman and ignited the body of the thunder tiger, looked at the dark and gloomy front, and showed a hesitant look on his face.

The yin wind that just blew and the death of the thunder tiger were all done by zombies, and the spiritual sense sensed a few vague breaths, not far ahead, and was in the company of zombies all day long, and he would never mistake the corpse qi.

The retracted black qi can be seen clearly, it is clearly the technique of 'corpse qi yin silk' recorded in the Heavenly Corpse Xuangong, the disciples of the Heavenly Corpse Sect will not kill innocents indiscriminately, and eighty percent of the people who did it just now are corpse demons who failed to cross the full moon tribulation. How could several corpse demons suddenly appear here, which made Shi Jian quite puzzled.

Cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Yin God Realm, and his strength is not what it used to be, so he hesitated a little and threw out a large fireball talisman. Fireballs shoot into the darkness ahead, blazing and forcing the darkness back.

I saw twelve black shadows standing quietly, carrying a black coffin every four shadows, which was the four ghosts carrying the coffin that Shi Jian saw four years ago.

The 'Four Ghosts' are not ghosts, but a corpse technique called 'Corpse Qi Yin Spirit' in the Heavenly Corpse Xuangong, which requires the corpse qi in the cultivator's body to reach a certain level, and then use the secret method to mobilize the corpse qi to condense the Yin Spirit Body, which is no different from the doppelganger, which can drive the Dharma Protector, fight the Dharma, and carry the coffin to move, which is quite useful, and almost every disciple of the Heavenly Corpse Sect will condense a few after cultivating the Heavenly Corpse Xuangong.

Yin spirits are divided into three categories according to their strength and spirituality: condensation, spirit transformation, and soul infusion.

Condensed beings, like ghosts, have thin bodies, as if they were blown away by the wind, and have little spirituality, all driven by cultivators.

The spirit transformer, the Yin Spirit has been tempered by the corpse qi, and it is regarded as an entity, and some of the cultivator's soul distractions are mixed in it, and the spirituality is stronger than that of the Condensed Yin Spirit.

The soul infusion is the highest level of the yin spirit, the yin spirit completely gives birth to the outline of the five senses, and the cultivator divides part of the soul into the yin spirit, making it a cultivator's clone, and the spirituality is not weaker than ordinary people.

However, it is extremely difficult to cultivate the soul infusion, because after cultivating the Heavenly Corpse Xuangong, the soul of the cultivator will be imprisoned in the body forever, and it is very expensive to want to split it, and the soul injection and the cultivator coexist with one soul, one is prosperous and the other is lost.

If the soul is destroyed, the cultivator's soul will also suffer a heavy blow. Therefore, even if the Great Corpse Brother of the Heavenly Corpse Sect had the ability to cultivate the soul, he did not rashly split the soul, perhaps in his opinion, the soul transformation was enough, and there was no need to leave a weakness for the soul.

The twelve black shadows that appeared in front of Shi Jian's eyes were the transformed spirits, and although the degree of body condensation could not be compared to the eight spirits of the Great Corpse Brother, twelve appeared at a time, and ordinary monks would have a hard time dealing with them.

Shi Jian's attention was not on the Yin Spirit, and the golden bell was swept away by the corpse demon in the middle, rising and falling in the thick corpse qi, making a crisp and loud bell. Hearing this bell, the twelve yin spirits seemed to be a little manic, and the three black coffins made a rolling sound, and the corpse demons seemed to rush out of the black coffin.

What's even more strange is that the bell is irritable, but he shakes more and more violently, like a flood bell Dalu, and the surrounding space in the spiritual perception turns into an angry sea of waves, thunder, and roaring.

They had already turned into corpse demons, they had little patience, and after playing for a while, the twelve avatars threw down the black coffin, screaming like a owl, extremely harsh, and rushing towards Shi Jian with a frenzy of corpse qi.

Shi Jian released a golden light, which was faster than electricity, and the puff pierced through the bodies of the three yin spirits, and the yang fire burned and turned into black smoke in an instant. The left hand pinched the trick, the right hand held the thunder wood sword, and the general went out, like a wolf into the flock, the sword light shone, the golden blade broke the wind, killing the yin spirit and abandoning the armor, and the hundred corpses flew and scattered.

The nine-character sword seal technique is a profound Taoist technique, which is used with the secret blessing of the six armors, and the power is superb, Shi Jian has practiced hard for several months, and he can finally display it, and the results are fruitful.

After a while, the twelve Yin Spirits were strangled by Shi Jian, and he killed them and rushed straight to the three black coffins.

The spiritual sense hooked the origin thunder and lightning mark in the body, a thunderbolt, the four fields shook, the electric snake on the surface of Shi Jian's body scurried, and the blazing electric light illuminated like day.

The electricity is entangled, and the soil under the feet is pitted by the electricity, and the gravel is splashed. Three hair-like corpse qi threads rose from the black coffin, and the python was lying cross-legged, and suddenly swept in. As soon as it came into contact with the power of thunder and lightning, it was like ice throwing fire, melting in an instant.

Shi Jian raised his fist, and the thunder roared loudly, three punches in a row, and the black coffin that couldn't be broken with all his might four years ago exploded one after another, and the coffin flew sideways, revealing three figures.

The three of them were pale, full of flesh and blood, and their purple eyes were cold, demonic, murderous, and bloodthirsty, and they could not find any human emotion and reason. Dressed in black, with purple trim on the placket and cuffs, embroidered with ancient and exquisite golden patterns, and the same gold embroidery on the purple belt, this luxurious and delicate costume was the standard dress for disciples of the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

Shi Jian looked at them coldly, he had nothing to say, his hand was raised, and two rays of light, one yellow and one gold, flew out, and the divine dragon was in a hurry, meeting the two corpse demons respectively.

In the early stage of the Yin God, Shi Jian's spiritual sense was not weaker than Zhang Renhong in the late stage of the Yin God, and after breaking through to the middle stage of the Yin God Realm, he was even more terrifying.

Without dodging or dodging, a punch blasted out, the yin qi in the sky dissipated, the blue and white electric light burst out, and the corpse demon flew out a few feet away as if it had been hit hard, and the corpse qi on his body was blown up a little thin.

Shi Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and was just about to take the golden bell into his hand, when the golden bell was suddenly sucked away and disappeared into the darkness.

"A bunch of garbage, you can't even get a bell."