The silver corpse's withered face squeezed out a trace of strong uneasiness, the appearance was extremely ugly, the old man's heart, at this moment, hated his teeth, if it weren't for the silver corpse's obsession, he was still one step away from the golden corpse, he would not be so passive, thinking, he would be low and small first, and get through the immediate crisis, anyway, he had also seen two people, and in the future, just two little beasts refining qi, they could still run to the edge of the sky.

The sea of clouds under the moonlight rolled, slowly towards the edge of heaven and earth, and the silver thread-like brilliance surged. At this moment, the east was getting brighter and brighter, and the hideous face of the silver corpse began to become impatient, as if a catastrophe was coming.

Suddenly, a rainbow crossed the east, and the light fell steadily and ruthlessly on the silver corpse, "Ah" The old man's soul imprint was suddenly weakened a little, and the silver corpse roared in pain, kept rolling, and began to emit a faint green smoke all over his body.

Ling Feng held the golden light whip in one hand, and said with a solemn expression:

"As a cultivator, you need to know the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and you are cruel to the village, it's not that you don't repay it, and today you will destroy this evil puppet and collect some interest for the villagers."

Ling Feng had just stepped on the Immortal Dao, and deep down in his heart, he was far from being able to do it, and regarded human life as a mustard, but when he said this, he still had a little selfishness, wanting to break the old man's resistance and give himself a chance.

Accompanied by Ling Feng's words, the old man was slightly distracted, as if he had heard a big joke, he didn't care, and sneered:

"The kid is hateful, wantonly figuring out the way of heaven, everyone has their own way, people and ordinary beasts, what is the difference, don't talk nonsense, you have the ability to destroy this silver corpse, my body has arrived, as long as it takes half a day, it will be your death, you have to think about it, or run away quickly"

Ling Feng's heart was cold, his hands and feet were slightly cold, and he said in a deep voice:

"Okay, then I'll have to try"

Ling Feng didn't know when he had already held Chixiao again, and held the sharpest spirit weapon tightly, a more gorgeous rainbow rose from his hand, and fell faster and more accurately, on the silver corpse, no, it was on the head of the silver corpse, only to hear a "click" sound, one after another, the silver corpse began to appear again, a trace of subtle cracks, but it began to recover in an instant.

Chixiao's power is still limited, and under the premise of not casting "gentle wind and drizzle" and "light wind and rain", it is difficult to inflict substantial damage on the silver corpse.

At this time, the python tendon that originally bound the silver corpse began to be unable to withstand the struggle of the silver corpse, squeaking, and the tendon wall of the arm was constantly torn, a trace of cracks appeared, and there were constantly seemingly small fractures, which began to spread, and it seemed that the next moment, it would be impossible to hold on, and the silver corpse was about to break free.

The situation took a turn for the worse, the soles of Liu Hanyan's feet had begun to soften, pulling Ling Feng, and in his complaining eyes, Ling Feng understood that he was letting himself follow her.

Far away from the Dayu Mountains, a sloppy black-clothed monk was hurrying with all his might, stepping on his silver flying sword, thousands of miles in an instant, he seemed to be very anxious, pinching the magic trick with one hand, and the other hand seemed to be operating the puppet, there was obviously nothing around him, and for a while, the middle-aged monk said to himself:

"Two little beasts, in one more hour, I will take your life"

This person is the owner of the silver corpse, he is hurrying non-stop, he told Ling Feng that he still needs half a day to arrive, want to paralyze the other party, in fact, he can arrive in an hour at most, he can't help but think in his heart, as long as he arrives, the silver corpse is still his own, that pair of little beasts in the Qi refining period can just come to refine the silver corpse, there is a silver corpse in the body, it must be a higher level, thinking about it makes him excited, he not only wants to keep the silver corpse, or plot Ling Feng and the two.

For a moment, the connection between the middle-aged monk and the silver corpse began to become blocked and stagnant, and the next moment, it became nothing.

The middle-aged monk's heart froze, and his feet were a little faster.

A low-level monk stopped on the ground, enviously looking at this silver light in the sky, the dark path turned out to be a master who was at least above the foundation building, he was now refining qi at the third level, when would he be able to fly with a sword like this senior, shaking his head, this child of a certain immortal cultivation family, continued his trial, and forgot about this light for a moment.

Liu Hanyan was helpless, the rusty sword slashed up, rubbed against the silver corpse, and sparks, and couldn't help it at all.

Ling Feng didn't move, and circled around the silver corpse tied into a rice dumpling, as if he wanted to affirm his thoughts, and from time to time he came at the silver corpse with a sword, but it was all a small fight, tickling the silver corpse.

Suddenly, the Chixiao in Ling Feng's hand was replaced by a golden light whip, and a whip was swung out, as fast as lightning, this time there was no rainbow, only to see an electric snake dragging its tail, smashing on the head of the silver corpse, and suddenly, a terrible scream sounded, and the silver corpse rolled endlessly.

Ling Feng turned around again, withdrew the long whip, and swung it out again, repeating this repeatedly, after about five or six times, the silver corpse was no longer struggling, and Ling Feng had completely lost his spiritual power.

The jade jue in his body, glowing with a little ruddy light, moisturized Ling Feng's body at the same time, a burst of intense red light flashed, and the silver corpse on the ground disappeared, including the reckless tendons that bound it, and there was no trace of it.

This sudden scene frightened Liu Hanyan, she thought that the old man had arrived, took away the silver corpse, grabbed the rusty sword, and was about to escape with Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was sweating profusely at the moment, standing still, no matter how Liu Hanyan pulled, his whole body was immovable. All his divine consciousness was concentrated in the jade jue in his body, a large white zongzi, lying quietly in it at the moment, it was the silver corpse that had disappeared, and Ling Feng had actually taken it into the jade jue.

As early as the first time the golden light whip hit the silver corpse, Ling Feng felt that the spirituality of the silver corpse had decreased, and after that, after he switched to Chixiao attack, there was no similar effect, after changing the golden light whip attack a few times, the spirituality of the silver corpse decreased a lot, until finally, the old man's voice never appeared again, Ling Feng decided to take the risk and give it a try, but he didn't expect it to succeed.

The jade jue space can not accommodate living creatures, it is a very strange space, the reckless leather armor of the demon beast, placed inside, three months have passed without the slightest damage, it is inferred that as long as it is not alive, the jade jue can be accommodated, the zombie itself is a corpse, itself is a puppet, as long as it has no spirituality, it is an empty shell, it is a lifeless item.

After Yu Jue received the silver corpse, the silver corpse had been lying down, but there had been aura fluctuations on its body, and it had obviously entered a strange state, Ling Feng couldn't understand it, and vaguely felt that it seemed to be some kind of rule......

Slowly withdrawing from his divine sense, he took a long breath, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and glanced at Liu Hanyan:

"We hurriedly collected the treasure in its hole, the old man estimated that an hour or two would come, and within half an hour, we must leave"

Liu Hanyan frowned slightly this time, and said dissatisfied:

"What more treasure, it's important to escape"

Ling Feng didn't think so, and took a lot of hard work to clean up the zombie king, how could the treasure of the cave mansion be let go. Regardless of Liu Hanyan's opposition, he galloped towards the mountain not far away.

is really insatiable, why didn't this kid find out before, Liu Hanyan said secretly in his heart.

Although he hated him for being too greedy in his heart, he was not slow at his feet, and followed closely behind Ling Feng, the zombie's cave was easy to find, at this moment, there was no zombie in it, even if there was a fish that slipped through the net, he would have escaped.

The two soon came to the entrance of the cave, Liu Hanyan frowned, a burst of rancid breath, kept escaping out, into her nose, Ling Feng let go of his divine sense slightly, controlled his divine sense, and penetrated into the depths of the cave, and in a short time, everything in the cave was in Ling Feng's heart, and his feet did not stop, and he entered the cave with a flash.

Liu Hanyan in the back followed closely, she was used to it, and she felt very safe in her heart when she followed this man.