There were heavy footsteps behind him, stepping on the dead leaves one by one.

Yun Hongyue turned her head to see that Songhe was already only a few steps away from her.

"Y-Can you please get him to stop first......"

Yun Hongyue discussed, although she was not afraid of the dead, but this kind of dead thing still looked like a living, she was still a little embarrassed.

Xing Yan didn't know if he heard her words or not, anyway, Songhe was a few meters away from her and didn't move.

Yun Hongyue breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly poked and poked her doubts, "Why is he still here, I obviously ...... Could it be that the fire ......?"

Chattering, he suddenly felt that the air around him was colder, and Yun Hongyue suddenly stood in front of him.

"That, did I expose something......" Yun Hongyue was cautious, and before he saw the slightest wave in Xing Yan's eyes, he understood that he knew everything.

In this case, he simply opened his mind.

"With such a big fire, why is he still standing here in such a good position, I thought he was burned to ashes." Yun Hongyue pointed at Songhe and asked about Xingyan.

Xing Yan raised his eyebrows, so this woman knew who he was, not only was she not afraid that she was still standing here chatting with him?

Hmph, Xing Yan sneered silently.

"Why did you burn him to ashes?" Xing Yan spoke, his voice deep and cold.

fell into Yun Hongyue's ears, and it sounded a little good inexplicably.

"Naturally, I am afraid that you will refine him into a royal corpse ......" Yun Hongyue was still immersed in this charming voice, and she couldn't speak for a while, but she suddenly woke up and saw that Xing Yan's eyes were gloomy and ruthless.

"You know everything, it's a surprise."

The word "surprise" was bitten very hard, although his voice was still low, Yun Hongyue felt a strong danger from it.

"......" Yun Hongyue wanted to die, knowing that Xing Yan's words were testing her, but she was tricked.

"In that case, you should know the corpse very well." Xing Yan snorted coldly, and there seemed to be ice in his voice, and Yun Hongyue couldn't help but shudder.

But after Xingyan's words, she did remember a description of the imperial corpse.

The Imperial Corpse, as the name suggests, is a manipulable corpse.

Once it is successfully refined into a royal corpse, the corpse will not rot or stiffen, and it will not be invaded by water and fire, or invulnerable.

The corpse has no mind of its own, and only acts on the orders of its master.

The strength of the imperial corpse depends on his ability during his lifetime and how well his master's cultivation was.

The more powerful a person is, the more fierce the corpse he refines, which is equivalent to having an amazingly powerful magic weapon.

"......" Yun Hongyue was a little embarrassed, and secretly said that she had miscalculated.

Knowing that the corpse is inviolable, she should have drawn a talisman to invite the "Samadhi True Fire", maybe it can still be useful.

Seeing the clarity in Yun Hongyue's eyes, Xing Yan was a little surprised, and at the same time became more vigilant.

Cultivating the Imperial Corpse is a secret method that is rarely known to the world, and even the people of the Three Great Immortal Sects may not have heard of it.

But the woman in front of her seems to know too much.

Xing Yan subconsciously narrowed his eyes and gestured to Songhe.

The royal corpse jumped and moved, and the palm wind was fierce, hitting Yun Hongyue directly.

Yun Hongyue didn't expect Xing Yan to suddenly attack, and in a panic, he was still grabbed by the corpse and grabbed an arm.

The corpse imprisoned her with one hand, and struck her chest with the other claw, threatening to pierce her heart with a single blow.

Yun Hongyue quickly turned her waist and retreated, and the wrist that was grabbed by the imperial corpse suddenly rose up and pressed down hard, allowing her to break free from the restraint of the imperial corpse.

"Why are you like this, you don't say hello and do it directly, this move is not a gentleman's doing." With a chance to breathe, Yun Hongyue frowned and complained to Xing Yan.

Unfortunately, Xing Yan didn't pay attention to it, but took two steps back to make room for the corpse.

Helpless, Yun Hongyue could only concentrate on the enemy.

The corpse moves, Yun Hongyue was also flexible, flashing left and right, and was not injured by the corpse for a while.

Xing Yan was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect this woman to look weak, and she still had some skills.

Yun Hongyue didn't know what Xing Yan was thinking, she only felt that she was about to be unable to hold on, and the fists and kicks she learned in the Taoist temple were not enough to fight against the imperial corpse.

What to do, what to do? Yun Hongyue's mind turned sharply, did she want to raise her hands to surrender and kneel on the ground to beg for mercy?

In this short moment, Yun Hongyue couldn't resist a parry, and was slapped behind the back by the royal corpse, and was thrown away several meters away by the imperial corpse by the neck when he stumbled.

"Ahem......" Yun Hongyue got up from the ground, clutched her chest and coughed, her throat and eyes were full of blood.

"Don't fight, don't fight......" Yun Hongyue begged for mercy in time, and looked over the shoulder of the royal corpse to look at Xing Yan behind him, "Stop, you tell him to stop, we have something to say." ”

Xing Yan turned a deaf ear and watched the battle coldly.

It seemed that begging for mercy would not work, Yun Hongyue struggled to stand up, and at the moment when the royal corpse rushed towards her, she hit her head-on.

The royal corpse was knocked by her, and then stood firm, and fell down with a palm at Yun Hongyue.

Yun Hongyue was shocked, and at the critical moment, she took out a few talismans from her arms, and slapped them all on Songhe.

She didn't know if these talismans were useful or not, and if they didn't, she would have to meet death.

The palm wind lifted the broken hair between her sideburns, and Yun Hongyue closed her eyes tightly, but the palm of the corpse was not taken for a long time.

Yun Hongyue quietly opened her eyes, and saw that the corpse's hand was fixed two inches above her head.

Yun Hongyue leaned over and retreated, retreating to a safe distance before daring to take a closer look at the situation of the imperial corpse.

It turned out that one of the few talismans she slapped on the corpse was a talisman.

"Heh, I draw casually, and it really works!" Yun Hongyue was overjoyed, there was no place for these things she learned in reality, but she didn't expect to be useful here.

Xing Yan secretly urged the corpse, and seeing that it didn't react at all, he was slightly surprised, and asked, "What works?" ”

"Fixation talisman!" Yun Hongyue was proud, and after speaking, she collapsed in Xing Yan's calm gaze.

Damn, why did you fall for him again.

Seeing Yun Hongyue's face full of chagrin, Xing Yan slightly hooked his lips.

He stepped forward and tore off the talisman paper from the corpse, "You said this paper is a talisman?" ”

Yun Hongyue saw that Xing Yan was a little confused, and asked, "Don't you know what a talisman is?" ”

Xing Yan shook his head, "I haven't heard of it yet. ”

Yun Hongyue was shocked, could it be that in this immortal cultivation world, there was no talisman yet?

"So, there's no Fu Xiu here?"

Xing Yan shook his head again.

At this moment, Yun Hongyue was overjoyed. What to do, she seems to have a skill that no one else has, is this her golden finger?

"Last night, you also put this kind of talisman on Songhe's body?"

Yun Hongyue was complacent, and suddenly heard Xing Yan's inquiry, and couldn't help but step forward, "That's right, Soul Purifying Talisman." ”

Xing Yan lowered his eyes, staring intently at the rune paper in his hand as if he was studying.

Yun Xiaoyue looked at him sideways, although he was wearing a mask on his face, he could still faintly see his tight and stylish jawline.

Not only that, but the inch of skin slightly exposed from his neck was also extremely fair, and his face should be the same white.

What kind of face will it be under this mask?

Yun Hongyue was curious, and the ghost envoy reached out to remove the mask on Xingyan's face.

Only then did his fingertips touch the cold metal, and Xing Yan swept backwards, flying out and slapping Yun Hongyue's shoulder.

This palm punishment flame was filled with spiritual power, and Yun Hongyue was slapped at the moment and spat blood and fell backwards to the ground.

"Look for death!" Xingyan's eyes were gloomy, and his killing intent was strong.