The shadows of the trees are swaying, and the stars are dotted.

The miserable white moonlight shone on the man's face, which looked extremely weird, and at this moment, he was looking at Wang Yi with an infiltrating smile.

"It's him!"

Wang Yi's heart sank, that day in the Yuntianfang Martial Arts Duel Arena, after defeating Gu Feng, he had a relationship with this person.

At that time, after Gu Shiyu left, this person appeared at the entrance of the alley, although the two were far away, but with Wang Yi's eyesight, it was impossible to be wrong.

"Truly...... I haven't seen you in just a few days, you have actually made a breakthrough again, and you have entered the middle stage of the bone condensation stage, no wonder Gu Shiyu's kid dares to carry the old man behind his back, and wants to enjoy the benefits exclusively, you must have a big secret on you!"

The man took a few steps forward, dressed in black and blending into the black shadows, like a ghost.

This person has a delicate face, looking no more than twenty years old, but his tone is hoarse and dry, his eyes are cloudy and gray, and his face has dark and brown spots, like an old man who is about to die.

"Ahem...... Boy, who taught you the Yin Corpse Combination Technique, which is so profound?"

The young man in black took a few steps forward, coughing incessantly, as if his body was overwhelmed.

"Could this person be what Gu Shiyu said, the elder of the Yin Corpse Sect?" Wang Yi was silent in thought, calmly watching the black-clothed young man's every move.

"Don't you say it, it's fine...... When the old man captures you, it will naturally come to light!"

The black-clothed young man continued to take a few steps forward as he spoke, and layers of yellow fluorescence faintly emanated from his body, and the halo was thick and dignified, like substance.

"True Yuan Spirituality, Spiritual Transformation Period!"

Wang Yi's eyes froze, this was the first time he had seen a martial artist in the Spirit Transformation Period, he had been in Yuntianfang for two years, and the martial artist with the highest cultivation he had seen was just the peak of the ninth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period, although the peak of the ninth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period and the Spirit Transformation Period were only a line apart, the gap was like cloud mud. A Soul Transformation Stage martial artist can easily kill several ninth-level Spirit Gathering Stage martial artists with a single hand.

"Since Your Excellency is an elder of the Yin Corpse Sect, you must know the family teacher, who is the Yin Corpse Sect's Underworld Blood Envoy. "The waves in Wang Yi's chest are rolling, the strength of this black-clothed young man is not something he can compete with at all, although he has a bone condensation period cultivation, but he has no suitable martial arts at all. When dealing with Gu Shiyu and others, he can be crushed with his blood, but once he encounters an evenly matched opponent, he will be powerless.

At this time, he could only use the memories of the powerful martial artist he had absorbed, deal with it randomly, and then look for an opportunity to escape.

"It's nonsense, in the battle that day, the old man's seventy-two blood made all of them fall, how could you ......?"

The young man in black was stunned suddenly, as if he understood something, and the next moment his face changed, and he said angrily: "You actually dare to take the old man's words and look for death!"

Wang Yi's head was even more buzzing, and a feeling of the world spinning came, this person claimed to be his old husband, and said that all the seventy-two blood envoys who fought him that day had fallen, and with Wang Yi's memory, how could he not guess the identity of this young man in black.

"You are the Yin Corpse Ancestor, you are not dead!"

Wang Yi couldn't help but curse in his heart, the ghost just took your words, obviously you said it yourself, but now it has become a reason for him to kill people.

"Truly...... Boy, you can actually guess the identity of the old man, but it's too late, the old man has been observing you for a long time, and he has a body of blood and qi in the bone condensation period, but he has no corresponding martial arts, and it is easy to kill you!"

In an instant, the black-clothed young man jumped up with a cruel smile, and when his hand was flipped, a hurricane roared, and there was a fishy smell, and the hurricane swept away, and the grass and trees made a squeaky sound, which instantly withered and withered, and was completely lifeless, and turned into dead wood.

"Yin corpse clone trick!"

The Yin Corpse Ancestor stood suspended in the air, his face smug, and the moment he stared at Wang Yi, three black shadows appeared in the hurricane, the same black robe, the same contemptuous look.

The next moment, I saw the Yin Corpse Ancestor swing out with one palm, and the other three figures, with regular movements, also stretched out a palm in unison.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and it was still dozens of zhang away just now, and it was close at hand with just one breath.

Wang Yi's throat squirmed violently, without the slightest hesitation, and when he raised his hand, blood and evil qi gushed out, enveloping him in front of him for a few feet, completely covering his body.

Two thousand years ago, the Yin Corpse Demon Domain was created by the Yin Corpse Ancestor, and now although the cultivation has fallen to the stage of transforming the spirit, it is the supreme supernatural power, and the four figures have the meaning of staring, as if tearing through the papyrus, splitting the blood and evil qi in two.

"Die!"

There was a roar, and the earth shook.

"Huh?"

However, in the bloody qi, Wang Yi had already disappeared at this time, and the Yin Corpse Ancestor looked slightly pale and suddenly looked into the distance.

I saw that a hundred and ten zhang away, a cloud of black gas was galloping away, and in the middle of breathing, it had swept out nearly a hundred zhang.

"Qi Spiritual One!"

In an instant, the Yin Corpse Ancestor had already seen Wang Yi's whereabouts, and instead of being angry, he said happily: "Boy, you can't cultivate to the third layer of the Spirit Gathering Period, but you can actually use the Spirit Transformation Period Divine Power, what kind of opportunity have you experienced, which really makes the old man look forward to it...... Boom. ”

The dry and terrifying laughter did not dissipate, and the figure of the Yin Corpse Ancestor had gradually become trance-like, and a hundred zhang away, four black shadows were sandwiched with layers of qi waves, as if meteors were catching the moon, chasing the black qi away, and there was no half a point behind.

Wang Yi knew that he couldn't resist the Yin Corpse Ancestor's Yin Corpse Clone Trick at all, so he just launched the Blood Evil Qi and pretended to resist, and at the moment when the Yin Corpse Ancestor tore through the Blood Evil Qi, he activated the Heavenly Demon Qi Technique, and escaped from the encirclement from the gap between the attacks, and before he had time to breathe, he hurriedly escaped hundreds of zhang away, but before he could exhale, he only felt the sound of whirring wind behind his ears, and it was getting closer and closer.

"Before, in Yuntianfang, the old man felt that there was something strange in your body, faint, and difficult to distinguish the truth, but now it seems that it is this black gas that is doing evil...... It's just a pity that you don't know what this black gas is, so it's okay to let the old man help you...... Boom. ”

Hearing the laughter of the Yin Corpse Ancestor, Wang Yi was even more shocked in his heart, and in an instant, he thought that after defeating Gu Feng, the strange wisp of consciousness in the sea of consciousness could actually affect his thoughts. At this time, the speed of the Yin Corpse Ancestor increased suddenly, and the trick was strange and difficult to identify, and suddenly, an invisible energy struck from behind Wang Yi.

This invisible energy can only rely on perception and detection, and the speed is amazing, and at the same time that Wang Yi noticed it, it had already submerged into his sea of consciousness.

"Ahh

Wang Yi exclaimed in surprise, only to feel that in an instant, a little crack seemed to appear in his mind, and the crack in the sea of consciousness was a precursor to collapse, if the sea of consciousness collapsed, the person would become a walking corpse.

When his life hung by a thread, Wang Yi stimulated his full potential, coupled with the experience of walking in the mountains and forests all the year round, several sharp turns, relying on the big tree hugged by several people, the distance between Shengsheng and the Yin Corpse Ancestor was widened.

"Truly...... It's really funny, I fell into the old man's soul devouring spell, and I can still hold on, but ...... Unbeknownst to you, this Soul Eater Curse is not just an attack on your consciousness, but a catalyst for the demonic energy outside of you. ”

"Demonic energy?"

Wang Yi didn't have time to think about it, endured the sharp pain in his brain, and only felt that the crack in the sea of consciousness was shattered at a visible speed at this moment, and it was the size of a fingernail in an instant.

It seems that no matter how fast Wang Yi is, the voice of the Yin Corpse Ancestor can always reach his eardrums, and the laughter that makes people's scalp tingle, like a heavy hammer, hits Wang Yi's mind, if it weren't for his extraordinary willpower, he would have fainted at this moment.

"Boy, it seems that you still don't know what this black gas outside your body is...... It's ridiculous, the old man is also well-informed, but it's the first time I've seen someone who can control the demonic energy, I really can't wait, pry open your little head and see what's inside. ”

The smug laughter of the Yin Corpse Ancestor always lingered in Wang Yi's ears, he knew that this old monster wanted to wait for him to be confused and capture himself without effort, thinking of the impression of the Yin Corpse Sect's powerful martial artist about the soul searching technique, Wang Yi gritted his teeth fiercely.

Soul searching is an extremely domineering secret art, although it can't directly attack the enemy, but it can search the sea of consciousness of others and find the information you want when the other party is defenseless, but once you use soul searching, that person's consciousness will fall apart, and the best possibility is to become an idiot.

Due to the excessive force, the corners of Wang Yi's mouth had overflowed with blood, but he didn't realize it, and the bloody sword suddenly appeared in the palm of his right hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he stabbed the bloody sword into his left arm.

A sharp pain came, and in an instant, it made his mind clear for a while, and at this moment, he urged the bloody qi outside his body to rush towards the Yin Corpse Ancestor who was chasing after him.

The bloody qi was like a rolling flood, and in an instant, it swept in, and the momentum was so fierce that it was like a dragon going out to sea, and the big tree held by one person was broken and broken in an instant, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

"Boy, when you die, you still don't wake up!"

The Yin Corpse Ancestor showed contempt and contempt on his face, and when he raised his hand, four identical figures stretched out their palms at the same time, and there was a crackling sound in the space, as if the space was torn apart, and the impermeable bloody qi was torn apart in an instant.

"Truly...... The light of rice grains also dares to compete for glory...... Poof!"

The sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the flesh came, and the laughter of the Yin Corpse Ancestor stopped dumbly. At this moment, I saw that in front of the chest of the first Yin Corpse Ancestor, there was actually a colorful short knife, and the short knife burst out with colorful dazzling light, coming out through the chest, without a knife handle.

The Yin Corpse Ancestor really didn't expect that Wang Yi actually hid the Seven Flame Knife in the Blood Evil Qi, and the impermeable Blood Evil Qi covered up the brilliance of the Seven Flame Knife, so that he didn't notice it for a while.

Pulling out the Seven Flame Knife, the Yin Corpse Ancestor's face turned pale, although this knife only stabbed his clone, it also caused him some injuries.

"You dare to hurt the deity, it's just looking for death!"

The Yin Corpse Ancestor grew up, his eyes were blood-red, and he was no longer the casual and leisurely appearance he had before, the physical body he had taken away was not outstanding, and he had already been overwhelmed in the past two years, otherwise he would not have been weakened like an old man who was about to die in his peers, and it would not be long before his physical body would collapse in the meridians, and it would be difficult to support his huge True Yuan.

Now, after being stabbed by Wang Yi again, the burden on his body is even worse, just this knife has made him lose a few months of longevity, how can he not be furious.

However, Wang Yi took advantage of the pause of the Yin Corpse Ancestor to rush out of the distance of hundreds of zhang in one breath, and he could rush out of the dense forest when he saw it.

But at this moment, not far ahead, there was an earth-shattering shouting of killing.