When Beihe opened the Juyin Pavilion that imprisoned Ji Wuya, he saw that in the coffin, Ji Wuya was still bound by the dragon slaying whip.

And at the moment when the coffin was opened, the corpse struggled violently. However, the dragon slaying whip was extremely strong, and it was not something he could break.

Interestingly, just after Beihe opened the Juyin Pavilion, Mo Du, who was not far away, had a smile on his face that retracted, and when he looked at Ji Wuya, who was imprisoned in the Juyin Pavilion, a solemnity appeared in his eyes.

is also a refining corpse, and he feels the breath of the same sect and origin on Ji Wuya's body.

Not only that, from Ji Wuya's body, he could also feel a faint coercion.

Beihe noticed the change in Modu on one side, which made his expression move slightly, as if he had thought of something.

After thinking about it, he still came back to his senses and looked at Ji Wuya in the Juyin Pavilion.

I saw that he took a shot in the air, and the end of the dragon slaying whip was grabbed by him in the palm of his hand, and then he pulled it suddenly.

Ji Wuya in the coffin was suddenly pulled up, and after flying in the air, he landed on his feet and stood firmly on the ground.

"Whew!"

But listening to a low roar coming from the mouth of this refining corpse, then his body struggled violently, and for a moment the dragon slaying whip wrapped around his body stretched straight and made a clicking sound.

Bei He's expression was gloomy, and his palm clenched the Dragon Slayer Whip and shook.

For a while, the dragon slaying whip retracted, revealing Ji Wuya's head.

Then the fierce gaze of this refining corpse looked at Bei He.

Looking at Beihe, Ji Wuya was full of hideousness, and two sharp fangs were revealed under his mouth, especially his red eyes, which gave people a strong oppression.

has been imprisoned in the Juyin Pavilion for so many years, and Ji Wuya still maintains his original unruliness.

"Hmph!" Looking at the refining corpse in front of him, Bei He snorted coldly, and then said: "Bei Mou will give you one last chance now, either surrender or die!"

"Hey...... Hehe...... Ji Wuya laughed, "That's it...... It's up to you...... Still...... Not qualified!"

"Look for death!"

Beihe's eyes narrowed, and the murderous intent suddenly appeared.

"Hula!"

I saw him stretch out his hand like lightning, and with a "snap", his slender five fingers slapped on Ji Wuya's heavenly spirit cover.

But under this beat, Ji Wuya's body didn't even tremble. When he looked at Beihe, the coldness on his face was still there.

Beihe's five fingers exerted force, and a squeezing force seemed to squeeze Ji Wuya's heavenly spirit.

However, Ji Wuya was a martial artist in the realm of the Martial King back then, how strong his physical strength was, Beihe's current physical strength could only confront the great monks of the late Yuan Infant Period, but it definitely couldn't be compared with the monks of the Immortal Period, so naturally he couldn't cause any injuries to Ji Wuya.

Seeing that even if he shot with all his strength, he would not be able to hurt this refining corpse in the slightest, Bei He's heart moved, and a suction force aimed at the divine soul suddenly erupted from his palm.

This time, Ji Wuya's expression finally changed slightly.

At the critical moment, the golden body of Yaksha flashed with golden light.

In the next breath, Beihe felt as if he was grasping on a stone, and he couldn't pull out the spiritual wisdom and divine soul born from Ji Wuya from the sea of consciousness.

Seeing that Beihe had no way to deal with him, the sarcasm in Ji Wuya's eyes was even worse.

"I ...... I'll ......."

Just as Beihe's thoughts were spinning in his heart and thinking about countermeasures, he suddenly heard a simple voice coming from one side.

Hearing this, he and Leng Wanwan turned around at the same time and looked at Modu not far away.

At this time, Mo Du's eyes still fell on Ji Wuya's body, and there was obvious fire in his eyes, when he looked at Ji Wuya, Mo Du was like looking at a prey.

Seeing this, he felt extremely strange in his heart, and he didn't know what Mo Du meant.

But Mo Du is also a refining corpse that has reached the Yuan Infant Stage in cultivation, and he has also given birth to his own spiritual intelligence, and there must be a reason why he can say such things.

So Bei He waved his hand at the formation that covered him, and the two magic decisions were stimulated. For a while, I saw the two defensive formations covering him and Leng Wanwan open at the same time.

Mo Du took a step, stepped forward and stood in front of Ji Wuya.

Ji Wuya looked at Mo Du, who was two heads taller than him, and his expression was a little solemn. He also felt the breath of refining corpses from Mo Du.

At this moment, the indifferent Mo suddenly opened his mouth, and the two teeth on the roof of his jaw suddenly became sharp.

"Whew!"

Under a roar, Mo Du lowered his head and bit Ji Wuya's neck.

When the two sharp fangs pierced Ji Wuya's golden skin, Ji Wuya's skin was deeply sunken.

Beihe was extremely surprised, and he didn't know why Modu acted like this.

Under the gaze of him and Leng Wanwan, the two sharp fangs in Mo Du's mouth shone with golden light, becoming extremely dazzling.

"Ahh

From Ji Wuya's mouth, a roar came.

It turned out to be Mo Du's sharp fangs, piercing through the artery in Ji Wuya's neck.

A stream of pale golden blood immediately overflowed, but before this blood could flow down, Mo Du sucked it violently, and then swallowed Ji Wuya's blood into his mouth with a grunt.

In the process, Mo Du's eyes were full of greed, and it seemed that Ji Wuyan's blood was like a great supplement for him.

was sucked by the blood in Mo Du's body, and the screams in Ji Wuya's mouth became more and more terrible.

Beihe was surprised, and then nodded in understanding.

Low-level corpse refining will devour the essence blood of high-level corpse refining, which is actually a great supplement to one's own corpse refining body.

Back then, when he was still in the palace of the Yam King, the woman of Taiqing had lurked in and bribed him with a bottle of high-grade silver armor refining corpse essence blood, and let him follow Yan Yuru and Zhang Zhiqun.

And the bottle of essence blood of the silver armor refining corpse, he gave it to Mo Du, and made Mo Du's cultivation increase by a big point.

So he stepped forward, looked at Ji Wuya and said, "Now give you another chance, either surrender or die!"

It's just that for his words, Ji Wuya didn't have the energy to answer, and he was frantically sucked by Mo Du to suck the essence blood in his body, and he experienced a feeling that the essence in his body was drained. If it continued, his corpse refining body would probably be drained.

Seeing that Ji Wuya didn't speak, Beihe groaned slightly, and saw his eyebrows open, and his vertical pupils looked directly into Ji Wuya's eyes indifferently.

In just this moment, the pain in Ji Wuya's eyes gradually dissipated, and turned into a blank look.

Beihe's heart moved, and the dragon slaying whip wrapped around Ji Wuya's lower abdomen suddenly cracked a gap.

As he opened his mouth, a blood-colored rune shot out of his mouth, levitating in midair.

Bei He's eyes were quick, and he pointed at the blood-colored rune, causing the object to levitate an inch on his fingertips, and then pointed towards Ji Wuya's lower abdomen.

At the moment when the blood-colored rune touched Ji Wuya's lower abdomen, this thing actually merged into Ji Wuya's skin, and finally submerged into his dantian.

Bei He's heart was overjoyed, and he opened his mouth again while retracting his finger, and a second blood-colored rune erupted from his mouth.

This time, the dragon slaying whip wrapped around Ji Wuya's chest split a gap. Beihe manipulated the second blood-colored rune and pointed at his chest.

The same scene as just now appeared, and this blood-colored rune melted into Ji Wuya's chest.

In the same way, he smashed the third blood-colored rune into Ji Wuya's eyebrows and merged it into his sea of knowledge. At this point, he stopped moving.

Although the Three Kills Blood Pact used one when he controlled Ling Yan back then, he had condensed another one casually when he had broken through his cultivation over the years.

At this moment, taking advantage of the fact that Mo Du was able to hurt Ji Wuya, he used his talisman eye to cast an illusion, causing Ji Wuya to fall into a state of confusion for a short time, and then took the opportunity to plant a three-kill blood contract.

When the three blood deeds were planted, Beihe pinched his fingers and said something in his mouth.

In an instant, Ji Wuya's lower abdomen, chest, and the three three-killing blood contracts in the sea of knowledge were connected into a blood-colored straight line.

Ji Wuya's body trembled, and at the same time, in Beihe's heart, there was a kind of mental induction between him and this refining corpse.

Beihe was overjoyed in his heart, and finally regained control of Ji Wuya.

I only heard him say: "Modu, stop!"

After the words fell, Mo Du paused, and then slowly opened up, letting go of Ji Wuya's neck.

But on his face, there was still an obvious unfinished color.

As Modu loosened his mouth, Beihe also closed his eyebrows.

I saw that the blankness in Ji Wuya's eyes gradually disappeared, and at this time, he did not have the previous rebelliousness, but his expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

"Ji Wuya!"

Just listen to the North River Channel.

"Yes!" Ji Wuya replied.

Hearing this, the smile on Beihe's face became more and more intense.

Feeling the spiritual connection with this refining corpse, he flicked his wrist, and the dragon slaying whip wrapped around Ji Wuya's body was immediately released, and then he took it back.

At this point, Ji Wuya finally felt relieved.

"Hula...... Hula ......"

Behind him, two huge fleshy wings flapped, setting off a violent wind in this secret room, and then Ji Wuyan's body levitated.

Looking at the golden-bodied Yaksha in front of him, who looked like a humanoid monster, Beihe's face was full of satisfaction.

And beside him, Leng Wanwan, there was solemnity and shock in his beautiful eyes.

Beihe's refining corpse is not simple at all, and the coercion exuded from his body is no less than that of a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

"Give you a chance to show yourself, go kill someone first!" only listened to Beihe looking at Ji Wuyadao.

"Willing to serve the master!" Ji Wuya grinned, his face full of serenity.

Seeing this, Beihe nodded, and then walked towards one of the walls of the secret room, and when he came closer, he made several spells against a formation.

In the next breath, the circular pattern brightened. Beihe's body moved, and he immediately stepped into it.

Leng Wanwan, who followed him, as well as Ji Wuya and Mo Du, followed closely behind him.

Four years ago, he trapped the robed man, a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, in an alchemy room here. In Beihe's opinion, it is impossible for the other party to escape.

Now that his cultivation has risen greatly, and there are two refining corpses with amazing strength beside him, let's use this person to celebrate first.