Han Leng fused Xuan Lingzi's memories and learned that there is an evil secret method in this world, which can extract the souls of the living, and refine the soulless body into a humanoid magic weapon-like refining corpse, this kind of refining corpse has no pain, and will only kill people by instinct, and the two people he met are ordinary refining corpses.

"Hey, everyone is an immortal cultivator, and I don't think you want to be at the mercy of others after death, so I will show mercy and help the two Taoist friends to be liberated. ”

Han Leng let out a long sigh, then raised the cold crystal staff in his hand and lightly tapped it on the head of a refining corpse, the cold qi entered the body, and the body of this refining corpse was instantly frozen through, and it shattered into countless ice slags with a light knock.

For another refining corpse, Han Leng concocted the same method, and also froze him into a crystal clear ice sculpture, just when he raised the cold crystal staff and was about to smash this piece of ice, the frozen refining corpse's eyes suddenly raised, and a trace of brilliance appeared in the originally empty eyes, when the refining corpse found that his body could not move, his eyes even showed a look of doubt, and looked at Han Leng who was holding the cold crystal staff in front of him.

Could it be this corpse refining and resurrection, right?" Han Leng thought in shock, but he had frozen this person into an ice sculpture, and he couldn't survive no matter what.

"You are..."The refining corpse suddenly spoke, but only halfway through the words, he was knocked to pieces by Han Leng's staff.

After careful consideration, he already had a certain number in his heart, this person was refining corpses, and he had already died, and the look that suddenly appeared just now was just a divine sense transmitted by other monks.

That person just now already knew that Han Leng had killed the disciple guarding the mountain, and it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, Han Leng did not hesitate to summon the Flying Jiaozhou, jumped on it and urged the Feijiao Boat to flee quickly, and a black light crossed the sky.

The disciples of Qingfeng Hall have all been made into corpses, and it is estimated that the sect has long been invaded by outsiders, and he doesn't need to go to the door to investigate, so now hurry back and report it, and it is not too late to bring more people to Qingfeng Hall to fight again.

In the underground secret room of the main hall of Qingfeng Hall, a middle-aged monk with a hideous face was meditating and cultivating, and his body was surrounded by fluttering blood-colored light, and the divine consciousness just now was transmitted from him.

This person is the land of the Southern Barbarians, the great protector of the Corpse Refining Sect, Tuoba Kun, half a year ago, he took a few monks in the sect and sneaked into the Central Plains from the weakly guarded frontier.

Unfortunately, on the way, he met a loose cultivator with high mana, because Tuoba Kun had just entered the Central Plains, and he wanted to use his own method of refining corpses to refine this loose cultivation as his own subordinates, so that it could become his help, but he underestimated the strength of this loose cultivator, and ended up seriously injured, so he killed the scattered cultivator, and because of the use of powerful spells, the scattered cultivator did not even leave a complete corpse, let alone use it to refine the corpse.

Tuoba Kun, who was seriously injured, just found a place to heal his wounds, and after half recovered, he began to look around for small sects, extracting the soul of the monk to practice his evil skills, and only recently came to the Qingfeng Hall, and his evil skills have also been cultivated to the last moment, as long as it takes time, he can successfully cultivate and enter the Dan period.

And Han Leng broke into Qingfeng Hall at this time, no matter whether this person was a disciple of the mountain guard who was unintentionally killed, or did it on purpose, he couldn't let this person leave alive.

Tuoba Kun's cultivation has not yet reached the stage of knotting, as long as he is discovered by Chen Guo's sect, he has no chance of survival.

Tuoba Kun's expression was very vicious, and a sound transmission jade slip and a small golden bell popped out of his hand, and these two items flew into the hands of a monk guarding the door of the secret room.

"You go out with the feather soul, you must kill the monk just now, and you can't let it go. ”

Yu Jianli said.

This monk had come with Tuoba Kun from the Southern Barbarian Lands, and his name was Zhanji.

The small bell he was holding was called the Soul Bell, which was a magic weapon used to direct the refining of corpses, and that feather soul was a refining corpse.

Zhan Ji's eyes were full of excitement, he had long wanted to try the power of the feather soul, but he happily walked to a warehouse where the corpse was stored with the soul bell, and then gently shook the soul bell in his hand.

As the crisp bell rang, a heavy footstep sounded from the warehouse, and then a huge figure slowly walked out of the warehouse, this is the refining corpse called the feather soul.

However, what was surprising was that this corpse refining corpse was actually wearing the clothes of the Xuanling Sect, but I didn't know which of Han Leng's unlucky fellow sects.

Zhan Ji walked out of the secret room with the feather soul and came to the foot of the mountain, he walked to the broken ice in the place, his brows were also furrowed, only to see him take out a jade bottle from the bag on his waist, and then pour the liquid in the bottle on the ice.

These special liquids flowed into the flesh and blood in the fragments, and then a faint red thread flew out of the corpse, and one end of this red thread pointed in the direction that Han Leng left.

Zhan Ji's eyes flashed fiercely, and he sneered and said, "You can't escape!"

Then he raised his hand, and a green light shot up into the sky, it was his magic weapon Rakshasa Hook, he jumped on top of the green light, and flew away at great speed according to the guidance of the red silk thread.

As for the feather soul, after hearing Zhan Ji's bell, it soared into the sky, turned into a blue light and fled, and the speed was even a few points faster than Zhan Ji's imperial weapon flight.

In the air, a black light shuttled through the clouds, it was Han Leng who was fleeing for his life, and he slowed down his flight after flying out for more than a hundred miles.

If he has been flying at extreme speed, he will consume too much mana, he is afraid that he will not be able to run far, after slowing down, he will release his divine sense and use it to probe the situation behind him, it doesn't matter, he actually found that there is a monk in the Qi refining period who is chasing after him, how shrewd Han Leng is, he has also experienced a lot of battles, and knows that there will definitely not be only a monk in the Qi refining period behind him.

Han Leng didn't dare to relax in the slightest in his heart, his thoughts were surging, thinking about a way to get out, there was no cover in the air, his goal was too obvious, so he controlled the flying boat to fly towards the ground, and when he passed through a dense jungle, he arranged his small five-element array.

Since it was the first time to arrange a ten-mile formation, he had delayed thirty breaths to complete it, and when he released his divine consciousness again, he found that the monk in the Qi refining period was only twenty miles away from him, so he hurriedly jumped onto the flying boat and fled.

Zhan Ji stopped in the air for a while, the red silk thread in his hand fell softly on his palm, and he couldn't even point the direction, he had to take out the jade bottle again, and poured out a little liquid from the bottle in great distress, after the red line absorbed the liquid, it seemed to be full of energy, and flew directly away from his palm, one end firmly pointed in the direction of Han Leng's escape.

Because the distance between the two was very close, the black light emitted by the flying boat that Han Leng was driving was clearly seen by Zhan Ji, a sneer appeared on his face, and the green light on the Rakshasa hook under his feet rose sharply, and his speed increased sharply, heading straight for Han Leng.

Han Leng's divine sense has always been locked on Zhan Ji's body, and he also took the time to look back, and he could only see a Qi Refining Stage monk following closely behind him, other than that, there were no other monks, which made Han Leng muttered in his heart, how could a Qi Refining Stage monk have the courage to chase after him, a Foundation Building Stage monk, but before Han Leng could think about it, the flying boat crashed into a very hard object.

In the air, in addition to the soft clouds, where would there be entities, the one that blocked Han Leng's way was clearly the Corpse Refining Feather Soul that came out with Zhan Ji just now.

The flying boat was knocked back more than ten meters, Han Leng was shocked, and hurriedly jumped out of the flying boat, and then sacrificed the dragon pattern sword and stepped on it, and shrunk the flying boat into the Qiankun bag.

Han Leng used his divine sense to check the monk who was blocking in front of him, and he couldn't sense a little aura from that person's body, but that monk could fly without relying on magic weapons, this is the means of a monk in the Dan period, could it be that this person is a monk in the Dan period?

The corpse refining magic is extremely weird, and the feather soul itself is a humanoid magic weapon, so it can naturally fly without relying on a magic weapon.

Zhan Ji also arrived at this time, and when he saw that the feather soul intercepted the monk who had escaped, he couldn't help but smile on his face, and he was also very satisfied with the strength of the feather soul, if it weren't for the death curse under Tuoba Kun in his body, he really wanted to leave the Corpse Refining Sect with the feather soul, relying on the strength of the feather soul, he almost didn't have to be afraid of the low-level monk.

"You ran pretty fast, but if you kill my Corpse Refining Sect people, no matter where you flee, I will catch you!" Zhan Ji said in an indifferent tone, he couldn't see Han Leng's cultivation, and he was still a little afraid in his heart, but with the feather soul there, he still had a little confidence in his heart.

"I said, how can someone in the Central Plains use such a vicious corpse alchemy, it turned out that the corpse refining sect of the Southern Barbarians came to teach it in person, aren't you afraid that the six major sects will track it down if you do this?" Han Leng knew that it was not easy to escape, so he said threateningly.

Who knew that Na Zhan Ji not only did not have the slightest fear when he heard this, but even laughed, he looked at Han Leng and said expressionlessly: "Of course I'm afraid!" But if no one goes back to report the news, the six major sects don't know where to start, and when the news of your death spreads to the sect, we will already move our headquarters to other places, and even if your people come, they won't be able to find useful evidence." ”

Seeing that this Southern Barbarian monk had no fear, Han Leng was bitter in his heart, how could he let himself catch up with this fateful errand.

"I will never report this when I return to the sect, can you show mercy and let me go, I am only eighteen years old this year, and I am a good youth for cultivating immortals, I don't want to cut off my path of cultivating immortals so early!" Han Leng said with grief, the more he spoke, the more uncomfortable he became, and he even cried, he looked at the Qi refining period monk with the corner of his eye, and quietly accelerated towards the monk, as long as the distance was close enough, he could kill this monk in an instant.

Zhan Ji is not an ordinary person, he has long seen Han Leng's small movements, this cunning Central Plains monk actually wants to distract me, but you can't help but underestimate me too much.

I saw Zhan Ji pick up the bell in his hand and shake it a few times, and the feather soul, which was originally blocking Han Leng's way, flew in front of him and protected him behind him.

Han Leng showed a regretful expression on his face, and secretly said that this Nanban monk's vigilance was quite high, and he was not even moved by his acting skills just now.

"You want to sneak up on me, try again in your next life!"

Zhan Ji shouted loudly, a fierce expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he shook the bell and said, "Feather Soul, dismantle this person into eight pieces!"

After receiving the order, Feather Soul made an instant move, only to see him stretch out his thick arms, his two shriveled palms were like natural magic weapons, and a blood-colored evil aura appeared on his fingertips, exuding a dangerous aura.

This blood-colored evil qi is the same as that used by the disciples guarding the mountain, and it should be the same as the monk's mana, but the evil qi is more violent and extremely destructive.

Han Leng's face was solemn, he slapped the Qiankun bag and took the Cold Crystal Staff in his hand, and then quickly condensed a thick wall of ice around his body.

As soon as Han Leng condensed the ice wall, the feather soul followed closely and also made a move, his hands stained with evil qi slapped the ice wall, without the slightest trick at all, it was a very ordinary slap, but after this slap fell on the ice wall, several cracks opened in an instant on the ice wall that seemed to be as hard as iron, and Han Leng's body inside also shook.

Syllable!

Another slap fell, and the ice wall protecting Han Leng was directly shattered, revealing Han Leng with a shocked face inside, and the ice wall he condensed was shattered by two slaps.

Han Leng also glanced at Yu Soul at this time, and found that this refining corpse was actually wearing the sect clothes of the Xuanling Sect, and the cuffs were also embroidered with the marks of the Yunheng Society where he had stayed.

This discovery made Han Leng's scalp tingle, could it be said that the Xuanling Sect had also fallen? Shouldn't it, the Xuanling Sect is much stronger than the average small sect, and there are also monks in the Yudan period, how could it be captured by a sect that sneaked in.

Now that his life is threatened, he is not allowed to have other thoughts, and this matter needs to be studied carefully until he is safely released.