It's actually a demon corpse, this is a big accident in Shaoling.

Although I didn't feel like a living person before, I didn't expect it to be a demon corpse, this demon corpse didn't even have a rank, the body was full of dead energy, and even the demon qi had not yet condensed, and the flesh still looked shiny, obviously just dead.

But the more this is the case, the more panicked he is in his heart, this Qu Jian has a big secret, Qingmei was caught by the middle-aged man, and it is very likely that she will be tortured inhumanely, and she can't help but sweat coldly.

The formation of demon corpses generally appears in mass graves, where there is a place of extreme yin, and under some opportunities, some corpses with strong qi and blood will absorb yin qi and moonlight and become demon corpses.

In addition, even if the monk uses evil magic to refine the corpse, he can also become a demon corpse.

The man obviously died not long ago, but he became a demon corpse, this must be the monk's hands and feet, there are still two holes in his neck, his skin is dry, he should have been sucked dry blood and died, contaminated with the monk's breath, thus becoming a demon corpse.

"Sucking the essence and blood dry, this is the practice of evil cultivation, they must have a purpose in catching Qingmei, could it be that they want to become a puppet?"

The more Jing Shaoling thought about it, the more he shuddered.

"Ho ho~"

The white-clothed demon corpse let out a low roar, in pain.

Jing Shaoling walked over, this guy actually took a punch and didn't die thoroughly, and was about to make up a punch to send him on the road, when the demon corpse's eyes suddenly widened, revealing a clear color, and said vaguely: "Yin....Emperor ..... Mountain." ”

"You're not dead yet!"

Jing Shaoling was taken aback, this guy was not dead at all, and his mind was actually sober.

But the next moment, the demon corpse returned to its sluggish and fierce appearance, and roared at Jing Shaoling.

"It seems that Qu Jian killed you, and you are unwilling, and you are still hanging for a breath. Although I have become a demon corpse, I can maintain a trace of clarity, and it seems that you know that I am here to find trouble with him, so I want to avenge you....."

Jing Shaoling showed a thoughtful look.

This demon corpse is not a real demon corpse to be precise, and there is still a trace of breath when it dies, although it has formed a corpse transformation for some reason, but there is still a trace of clarity in the consciousness, but it looks like this, I'm afraid it won't take long to really become a monster, and I will completely lose consciousness.

"Yin Huang Mountain... Did Qu Jian go there, it's good!"

Jing Shaoling flashed a hint of coldness, whether it was true or not, this clue was his only choice at present.

"Keeping you is also harmful, send you on your way!"

Jing Shaoling unceremoniously twisted the neck of the demon corpse, and the neck bone of the demon corpse suddenly made a crisp cracking sound, completely shattered, and suddenly remained motionless, and died completely.

Jing Shaoling left Qu Mansion, quickly left Yingdu, summoned the Yellow Crane, and immediately flew towards Yinhuang Mountain.

Yinhuang Mountain is located in Yingdu 200 miles, it is a low hill, because there is an ancient Yin king buried there, so it is called Yinhuang Mountain, hundreds of years ago Qin general Wang Jian led the army to attack the battle of Chu, all the way to Yingdu, once in Yinhuang Mountain encountered the desperate resistance of the Chu army, after the war, a large number of corpses were buried there, gradually formed a mass grave, gloomy, it is said that there will be ghosts on the night of the full moon, so the radius of a hundred miles is uninhabited, it has become a forbidden place near Yingdu.

It was a remote and desolate place, Qu Jian actually went there, what was he going to do?

Qingmei was not in the Qu family's mansion, and it was very likely that she would be taken by him to Yinhuang Mountain, and Jing Shaoling couldn't help but feel more and more heavy.

"Don't let anything happen!"

Jing Shaoling prayed silently in his heart.

The speed of the yellow crane is not covered, the distance of two hundred miles, only an hour to arrive, the low mountain in front of you is the Yin Huang Mountain, in the air can vaguely feel a gloomy aura rising to the sky, there is a lot of resentment, this is still daytime, if it is at night it will be more obvious.

The white bones that can be seen everywhere in the mountain are scattered everywhere, and they look shocking.

"The yin qi is surging, and it is really a mass grave!"

Jing Shaoling frowned.

The yellow crane seemed to be a little jealous, hovering in the air and not daring to go down, and let out a crane chirp.

Jing Shaoling was helpless, this guy actually became less courageous, it seemed that the last encounter in the mysterious canyon gave this yellow crane a shadow, and he looked timid when he saw a large number of bones again.

I had to fly the sword and fall by myself, and motioned to Huang He to play by himself.

Falling in the Yinhuang Mountain, I feel that this mountain is actually not small, it looks like a larger hill from the air, but in fact, I can't see the end at a glance when I stand in the mountain.

The huge Yinhuang Mountain, where to find Qu Jian, Jing Shaoling couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

In desperation, I had to drive the flying sword around the Yinhuang Mountain to search carefully, about a tea time, Jing Shaoling had already circled the Yinhuang Mountain, and nothing was found, except for a large number of bones, not even a mouse was seen, it was really barren.

I was a little helpless, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

"There is nothing worth attracting from this Yin Emperor Mountain, even mortals are unwilling to come, let alone monks. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is extremely scarce, and it is even more depleted than ordinary places, and it is purely brain-pumping to come here. There is only one kind of person who will come here, and that is the evil cultivator, the yin qi in this place is so strong, it is a great place for these evil cultivators, as long as they find the place of extreme yin, they will definitely be able to find Qu Jian!"

Jing Shaoling found the direction, and immediately exuded his spiritual consciousness, and began to sense the intensity of the yin qi in this Yin Emperor Mountain.

After half an hour passed, in a shady place in Yinhuang Mountain, a dark cave foreground Shaoling stopped here, staring at the entrance of the cave, the yin qi here is very strong, and the naked eye can see the silk black mist floating out of the cave.

This place is extremely hidden, hidden behind a rock in the mountain, and it would not have been discovered if it were not for the Yin Qi.

"This must be the land of extreme yin!"

Jing Shaoling guessed.

He walked in without hesitation, and sure enough, the yin qi was several times that of the outside, although the blood qi was vigorous, he also felt a yin coldness, this cold was deep in the bone marrow, Jing Shaoling couldn't help but shudder.

The slightest black mist is permeated in the cave, the vision is a little blurred, the space in this cave is actually very large, as if it was hollowed out inside the belly of the mountain, and what comes into view is a large number of bones, covering the ground, Jing Shaoling can hear a burst of clicking sound when he walks on it, and the sound of rotten bones being trampled by him.

Call!

A strong wind whistled from the right, and in an instant, the cold light suddenly rose, turning into a cold and glamorous towards Jing Shaoling.

Jing Shaoling's spiritual consciousness has been emanating all the time, so he naturally sensed it, and hurriedly lowered his body and turned his head sideways to avoid it.

Bang!

The cold light smashed on the cave wall not far away, and suddenly a large piece of earth and stone was blown down, and the smoke and dust were filled, and a rusty battle axe was embedded in the cave wall, and the blade of the axe emitted a sharp cold light.

Jing Shaoling looked in the direction where the axe was thrown, and saw a red-colored skeleton looking at him, the orange soul fire in his empty eye sockets flashing and flickering, indescribably gloomy.