Huang Ming was stunned for a moment, he was not afraid, but he had never seen a refining corpse before, and he was a little curious.

But he couldn't think about it too much, and the two refining corpses had already walked up to him.

Huang Ming did not hesitate, as soon as he used his mana to draw a circle with his hands, he listened to the "......", and a layer of fire appeared out of thin air in front of him.

After that, Huang Ming continued to draw a circle, superimposing the "Stacked Flame Palm" to the thirty-sixth layer and pushing forward.

Just listening to the "......boom", the waves of fire rolled, and the two refining corpses were instantly ignited, and they were burned by the flames so that they "squeaked" and black smoke rose all over their bodies.

But the strange thing is that the two refining corpses did not fall or stop, but as if they would be on fire, they raised their swords and slashed at Huang Ming under the siege of flames.

"Huh?".

Huang Ming couldn't help but wonder a little.

Although the flame of his stacked flame palm is not a spiritual fire, it is also a mana fire that can melt gold and wrought iron, and the thirty-six layers can already kill a monk of the same level, how can it be ineffective for refining corpses?

"Hehe, my corpse refining is originally made with mana fire, and you actually use fire."

That witch cultivator was very proud.

"Your sister's".

Huang Ming cursed secretly, took a step back and dodged the attack, and at the same time kicked one of the refining corpses with a "bang" with his right leg, and then stepped forward and smacked the other refining corpse with a "snap", knocking the other refining corpse away.

But more zombies came around.

Huang Ming's "Prison Suppression King Jue" has been cultivated to the middle of the third layer, the flesh and skin have been transformed, and the bones have been quenched half, and hitting these attacks with bare hands is only equivalent to refining corpses in the early stage of foundation building.

But the problem is that these refining corpses are slippery all over their bodies, and in some places they have rotted maggots, and as soon as he punches them, his hands are immediately stained with those stinky corpse fluids.

Huang Ming was annoyed, but there was no way.

Who told his fire spell that it was ineffective for refining corpses, and he had no magic weapons available, so he could only rely on the strong body of "Hell Ming Wang Jue" and "Rakshasa King Kong Fist" to go to close combat.

"Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof......".

After a short muffled sound, those refining corpses were knocked down by him, and the refining corpses were flattened and flattened, and there were no more refining corpses standing beside him.

"Your sister, is she still invincible in refining corpses? It's just vulnerable."

Huang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

These refining corpses looked very hideous and terrifying, but they moved slowly, and their bodies were not as hard as he imagined, and they were basically flattened by him with one punch.

However, Huang Ming soon realized that something was wrong.

These refining corpses that were flattened or knocked down by him would not die, even if their hands and feet were broken, their necks and bodies were deformed, they still stood up and surrounded them again with swords.

"Your sister's".

Huang Ming scolded again.

These refining corpses are really not strong, even if they are accidentally chopped, it will hurt a little, at most the clothes will be cut off, and a white mark will be left on the body.

But the question is, if these refining corpses can't be killed, won't they be endless?

If they were dragged down by these refining corpses, once the other thin witch cultivator came to his senses, wouldn't they be in danger if they were two to one?

At this moment, Huang Ming's small golden sword, which had been transformed by a rune treasure, suddenly turned into a ball of flame on top of the bamboo shield of the thin witch cultivator and began to spontaneously combust.

The mana of this rune treasure has been exhausted, and it has completely failed.

"Isn't it?".

Huang Ming is really a little depressed now, he is really afraid of something.

He originally wanted to use the rune treasure to entangle one and kill the other first, but he didn't think that he would be entangled by the refining corpse of the other family, but now that the rune treasure is invalid, he has to face two witch cultivators at the same time, and it is really a bit fierce.

"Okay, you Huaxia monk, you actually smashed my magic weapon, I want your life!"

That skinny witch cultivator finally relented.

Putting away the bamboo shield, he took out a fluffy, fluffy, soft, like some kind of small animal from the storage bag, and threw it in front of Huang Ming.

"What's that?".

Huang Ming was shocked, what is this? Hurry up and take a look.

What this thin witch cultivator threw out turned out to be a very smelly, rotten corpse refining rat.

This corpse refining rat itself is not terrifying, and the strength it exudes is slightly higher than those previous corpse refining, at most comparable to the middle stage of foundation building.

But this rotting corpse refining rat is just too disgusting. Not only is it extremely smelly, but there are all kinds of bloody intestines and stomachs dragged under him, and I want to vomit just by looking at or smelling it.

What is this used to attack? It's all about disgusting.

Huang Ming couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and evil was born to the side of the gall.

With a sharp waist, he sank into the dantian, ran the "Prison Ming Wang Jue" with all his might, no longer paid attention to the mouse and those zombies, and rushed directly to the two witch cultivators who were already standing together.

At the same time, he slapped the storage bracelet and took out the red long sword that he had been unable to contain, and he was about to go up and slash hard.

There is no way, he is now one against two, and he will definitely not have the upper hand with mana alone, although this long sword has not been able to be subdued, it is also a sharp weapon, it is better than bare-handed.

Seeing that Huang Ming ignored the attacks of the corpse refining and the rat refining and rushed directly towards them, the bearded witch cultivator smiled a little disdainfully.

"Hey, what? Want to fight so soon? Do you think you can get by? Hahaha......".

However, the witch's smile quickly stiffened.

He watched with his own eyes as the refining corpse he released slashed at Huang Ming's body and head with a sword, but it was bounced away with just a flash of golden light, and Huang Ming was unscathed.

Just when he was stunned and couldn't believe it, Huang Ming's red sword had already slashed down from the top of his head.

"No ......".

"Poof!".

This bearded witch cultivator had just called out half, and was split in half by Huang Ming from head to bottom, and immediately blood splattered and his stomach flowed.

Although Huang Ming's cultivation is only in the middle stage of foundation building, his alchemy technique is already equivalent to the middle stage of Jindan, and the power of his full sword is not something that can be stopped by this little witch cultivator who is only equivalent to the middle stage of foundation building.

Huang Ming didn't stop, turned around on the spot and waved his long sword "woo", and slashed at the thin witch cultivator next to him.

"Phew".

With a flash of green light, the thin witch cultivator blocked Huang Ming's long sword with a bamboo shield.

However, his bamboo shield had been damaged by the rune treasure before, and although he blocked Huang Ming's sword, it shattered in half.

Thin Wu Xiu was immediately frightened stupid, Huang Ming is invulnerable, how can he fight this? Could it be that Huang Ming is a high-level monk who has hidden his cultivation?

"Stop, stop, Daoist friends, Xiao Wu admits defeat, Xiao Wu admits defeat!"

This witch cultivator was stunned, took a few steps back, pounced, and fell to his knees.

"Daoyou spare your life, Daoyou spare your life, Xiaowu admits defeat ......".

"Throw in the towel? Your sister, you think we're in a friendly exchange? admit that you lose".

Huang Mingle is happy, it seems that this witch cultivator is really scared stupid, this is a game of fate, and admitting defeat is useless.

"Wait, fellow Daoist, I know a secret about your Huaxia Immortal Cultivators, I use it, I use it in exchange for my life, do you think it's okay?"

This thin witch cultivator trembled his scales and said a strange reason to save his life.