In the depths of the dark and silent tomb, a woman stood quietly, with a peerless fairy posture and a lifelike appearance, without the slightest sign of decay.

Although the woman just stood there quietly with her eyes closed, she was still beautiful and moving, and some disciples of the sect who were not strong in their minds could not even hold back their impulses, and they couldn't wait to rush up and strip off the woman's clothes immediately.

In fact, at this moment, someone was already walking towards the woman with hot eyes, looking like crazy, and his eyes were constantly wandering on the woman. It's like falling under some strange curse.

Some even began to push their companions around them, trying to be the first to knock the woman down.

Just when everyone was still immersed in the peerless appearance of the woman in the coffin, a sudden change occurred.

The woman who was originally as silent as a fairy suddenly opened her eyes at this moment, there were no autumn water eyes as everyone imagined, only a pair of blood-red eyes, and even the pupils and whites of the eyes could hardly be distinguished.

Hardly anyone could see her movements, she had come to the nearest monk, and as if a piece of tofu had been inserted, her long, slender hand had been inserted into the monk's chest. In the horrified eyes of the crowd, the monk was blown to pieces of flesh by her light shock.

In her delicate palm, she holds a heart that is still beating. Like a wolf that had been hungry and thirsty for days, the woman couldn't wait to stuff her heart into her mouth, but swallowed it after two quick chews.

She then lifted her blood-stained face and continued to look at the many monks around her, as if looking for her next target.

This change frightened the surrounding monks who were still thinking about how to crush the woman under them and ravage them, and some of them ran towards their own sects on the periphery. Some people have already heard a stench from their lower bodies halfway through, apparently they have been scared and incontinent.

Some of the elders of the surrounding major sects had also reacted at this moment, raising the magic weapon in their hands and attacking the woman in the coffin.

When he saw that the woman seemed to be unaware, and still pounced on the other monk who was already paralyzed on the ground, the elder showed an excited look, and with the full strength of his four-pole peak cultivation, he would be seriously injured even if some monks of the Divine Mind Realm resisted defenselessly.

However, the next moment, his smile froze on his face, and the woman in the coffin was hit by the front of his own attack on the head and face, but she only shook, and there was not even a single wound left on her delicate and smooth skin.

On the contrary, it was this blow that aroused the hatred of the woman in the coffin, and she casually shook off the body of the monk whose heart had been pulled out by her, and slaughtered the elders who attacked her.

There was no fluctuation of true qi, and the woman's speed was indeed extremely fast, and the elders of the Great Sect still did not catch any trace of the woman despite the high level of mental tension. But he saw a blood-stained slender jade hand poking out of his chest, and he was still holding a heart that was still beating desperately due to fright.

Seeing that the powerhouse of the same realm as himself was killed like this without any resistance, the middle-aged monk of the Backing Mountain Sect finally couldn't keep calm anymore, he gathered his whole body's true qi and shouted: "Don't run around, everyone, gather together and prepare to line up." ”

Amidst the roar of his true qi, some of the monks who had been frightened into the six gods began to quickly move towards the position of the backing mountain sect. The various major sects have also realized the seriousness of the matter at this moment, and the strength of any one sect alone cannot completely confront this female corpse. Only when everyone gathers together can there be a glimmer of life.

The rest of the monks present were all elite cultivators who had survived the previous fight against the Yin Immortals, and they quickly forced themselves to calm down and gathered around the Backing Mountain Sect. Each of them used their strongest means of defense to strengthen the large array formed by the backing sect.

However, in just a few moments, several more monks had died at the hands of the woman in the coffin. At the moment, she was covered in blood and looking for her next target.

At this moment, no one will think about the appearance of the woman in the coffin, although everyone is gathered together, but this still does not give them safety and daring. It was really that woman who was terrifying in Thailand, and the strong man at the peak of the Four Extremes Realm killed her when she said she would kill her, as if she had pinched an ant to death.

The woman turned her head to look in the direction of the crowd, her scarlet eyes were like the gaze of death, and the next moment, she disappeared in place as if teleporting, and the protection of the large array was as fragile as white paper in front of her, and she was hit and collapsed the moment she made contact.

Some of the monks had not yet recovered from the backlash of the great array, and the next moment the Grim Reaper's palms had already stretched out to his heart. In the blink of an eye, several more monks died at the hands of the woman in the coffin.

The major sects were completely panicked at the moment, although this woman did not use the Dao magic power of still harmony, but her physical body was not as strong as words, and any attack on her body could not leave the slightest scar, but only provoked her to become more and more brutal.

At the same time, her attack power was also amazingly terrifying, the monk's body was not much better than tofu in front of her, and even the elders at the peak of the Four Extremes Realm had no power to resist in front of her.

On the other side, Yebai came to the corner of the high platform with Pan Letian, who was trembling, ignoring Pan Letian's gesture of "let's run away", he frowned and pondered.

Immortality is the eternal pursuit of cultivators, and immortals have naturally become a realm that many great powers have been eager to pursue since ancient times.

Legend has it that immortals are immortal and immortal, and they live the same life as heaven and earth, and they can completely destroy a plane with a flip of their hands.

However, from ancient times to ancient times, and even now, I have never heard of anyone who has truly become an immortal. One can't help but wonder if there are really immortals in this world.

Therefore, many monks were not reconciled and made all kinds of attempts, wanting to touch the ethereal legend.

In ancient times, someone once made a bold inference that after burying his body in this life and sealing it with a secret method, perhaps in the distant future, he could re-birth his divine sense, and then it would be comparable to the innate Dao fetus, and his cultivation would be twice as effective with half the effort.

Perhaps it is the only way for mortals to hope to become immortals, but there are countless people who maintain an attitude of opposition, thinking that the one who is reborn in this way is no longer himself, and all this is just speculation, no one knows whether it will really succeed after endless years, and in the end it will transform into an immortal or become a monster, no one can say, but after all, this secret method has been handed down

Later generations also called this secret method the transformation of corpses into immortals.