After counting, Han Cao Kou extracted ten medium-grade spirit stones to absorb them. At the time of a hundred years, the high-grade spirit stones on his body were not used much, and now he obtained fifty or sixty thousand, so he naturally would not be stingy.

With the absorption of medium-grade spirit stones, it didn't take half a day's work for Hancao Kou to restore his peak mana.

At this time, the Qingqiu fox swallowed back the outer layer of mist in one go, and landed in the arms of the cold grass kou, making a snorting sound. "Master, the nearest place in this neighborhood has the aura of a Terran monk. It seems to smell similar to the owner! I wonder if I want to go over and have a look?"

"The smell is similar to mine, how do you smell it?" Han Caokou raised his eyebrows, a little incredulous.

"Doesn't the master have a mask of the second and eighth moons? Xiaoli smells the same smell as this mask?" said Qingqiu Fox with a twinkle of his eyes!

"Chasing Qi with things, it seems that your supernatural powers have improved a lot. In that case, let's go. I don't know if Yao Xuan has a few of them. Han Caokou touched the fox's head appreciatively and smiled lovingly.

In the blink of an eye, the Qingqiu Fox took the Cold Grass Kou to shuttle through various dangerous secret passages.

It's just that Yao Xuan's side didn't reply at all. This made Hancao Kou a little worried.

Having said that, a day ago, it was when the Cold Grass Kou was chased and intercepted by the two of the Qingshi Gang and fought hard in the cave.

Yao Xuan, Xuan Zhili and the other five were looking for the worm-loving bones, and they accidentally broke into a certain corpse hall among the seventy-two corpse halls of the three bottles of Tianhe.

The arrangement of this corpse hall is like a splendid dress like a human emperor. Although all of them are white, they reveal the power of the emperor in the dark.

Not only did they kneel down a piece of corpse bones in it in a neat and orderly manner, but also the corpses of various spirit beasts and objects were placed like burial goods.

I don't know how long this corpse hall has existed, and the rich corpse qi is entangled in it, intertwined into pieces of corpse qi and clouds enveloping the entire corpse hall.

In the empty space, at some point, many materials about corpse qi have been condensed and born. Among them, the materials required for worm bones, weeping vines, persimmon fruits, etc., are only one of the hundred.

As soon as Yao Xuan and the others found out, they were overjoyed and rushed to take it down.

The strange thing is that the corpse yin materials are all in hand. And the prohibition hidden in it is unnaturally activated. When the five of them realized that something was wrong, they were caught up in the forbidden by the magical light shrouded in their bodies, and they scattered one by one.

The five of them are scattered in different spaces, and each of them has strange magical powers to surround and chase them.

Mei Xiaolu only lasted for ten breaths, but she was torn apart and died tragically.

As for Xuan Zhili's two entourage, Du Qiu and Pang Juan insisted on half a pillar of incense for a long time. In the end, there was no place to die under the forbidden bombardment.

Xuan Zhili unexpectedly exerted his great powers, and he was in absolute defense. No matter how the prohibitions around her are swept away, they can't shake her in the slightest.

As a disciple of the Xuan clan of Dongxuan Mansion, there are not a few heavy treasures and pressure box spells left on his body, which is unreasonable.

As for Yao Xuan's side, this guy is extremely powerful and takes offense as defense. Urge the natal magic weapon to entangle the prohibitions, and use the physical magic to break these damn prohibitions.

I thought I could escape from this place, but unexpectedly, a gloomy corpse aura emerged, and out of it came a shriveled strange man.

No, this weirdo is not human. Rather, it was a corpse spirit with a thin body, unusually long hands, ten slender fingers, black corpse poison, and godless eyes.

The existence of corpse spirits is equivalent to the peak realm of the late stage of soul building among the Terran monks. This is equivalent to the existence of the half-step Yuan Dan stage.

Yao Xuan was timid, but he was very belligerent, and his blood boiled a little bit all over his body, and he immediately started an amazing battle with him.

It's just that in the end, Yao Xuan lay in a pool of blood in a state of complete defeat.

The corpse spirit was an ownerless being, and it let out an amazing roar of celebration under the victory of the battle. stepped on Yao Xuan's head again, and a corpse aura shone in his mouth, and decided to give Yao Xuan a good time.

A strange scene came out at this time.

Yao Xuan, who was lying in a pool of blood with only a wisp of consciousness left, emerged from his body with a vague gray shadow. Its shadow was different from Yao Xuan's, it was a strange phantom wrapped in a white bandage.

The phantom has a strange aura, but it has strange magical powers, tearing apart this invincible corpse spirit in one fell swoop. And the big mouth under the bandage opened, and it swallowed the corpse alive like a giant beast.

Later, Yao Xuan's realization of the end closed his eyes when he couldn't see the end. It was as if it had fallen into this corpse hall.

As a result, the phantom wrapped in bandages threw himself into Yao Xuan's body. A blood-red light emerged from his body, and the blood that flowed out of his body strangely shrank into his body. The broken internal organs were repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Yao Xuan's consciousness was slowly recovering, and there was a strange and vague memory in his mind.

Soon, without a pillar of incense, Yao Xuan came back from the dead. The tattered robe on his body didn't have time to change, and it was as if he had mastered some kind of corpse yin power in his hands, and he was able to control the entire formation prohibition of the corpse hall.

Without thinking much about it, Yao Xuan crossed out, stepped into another prohibition, and quietly came to Xuan Zhili's side.

When he saw that Xuan Zhi was safe and sound, his breath was weak, and his eyes were black and fell softly into the fragrant soft arms of his lover.

Xuan Zhili didn't know why the prohibitions around him disappeared, and when he saw Yao Xuan so embarrassed, he was a little anxious, and he took care of it carefully.

Hancao Kou didn't know about Yao Xuan's situation, nor did he know about the adventures he had obtained. Throughout the world of cultivating immortals, opportunities exist everywhere, and it depends on whether it falls on your head.

At this time, the cold grass Kou stepped on the Immortal Yang Sword, and the speed he controlled was only the speed of an ordinary mid-stage cultivator. On his body is the cyan psychedelic mist that spews out from the Qingqiu fox.

To a large extent, this mist was able to obscure the aura of the Cold Grass Kou. Even the demons and monsters who have cultivated in the middle stage of soul building may not be able to see through it at a glance.

This is undoubtedly a lot of trouble. I have to say that with the improvement of Qingqiu Fox's cultivation, the psychedelic method is becoming more and more powerful. The ability to chase things and find qi has improved.

It was the fox that led the way, and the cold grass coward shuttled through various small passages, crossed several empty halls, and crossed a large river of corpse water. In the end, I came to a strange passage without danger.

A wisp of green smoke appeared in a trance, revealing the handsome figure of Han Caokou in a green robe.

"The hosts. Almost, the monk with a similar aura to his master was not far from the place above. The fox leaned on his master's shoulder, pointing to the staircase above.

"Hmm. Well done. Han Cao Kou smiled gently, and when his spiritual sense dispersed, he could feel the mana fluctuations coming from the top of the stone stairs that were hundreds of feet long, as if naturally formed, and a little rough. "Someone is fighting over here, let's go over and take a look. Since it is the same Dream Butterfly Pavilion mask as me, even if it is not an acquaintance, it will not be an enemy. ”

Putting away the Xianyang Sword, Hancao Kou used a thunder spirit flash, and the figure was wrapped around the thunder arc in a few flashes before it crossed the stone pillar, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In a gorgeously decorated palace, a woman wearing a white robe and a silk scarf on her face that could not be seen was driving a paper crane mount as big as a foot and flying around the huge palace.

The palace place below was originally orderly placed with coffins and other servants' war horses and other burial remains, as well as various incense burners and paper treasures and other things.

Now, after a fierce fight, everything is broken into slag and scattered everywhere. Together with several huge stone pillars of the palace, several were interrupted, and a broken scene was lost.

One of them was an eight-foot-tall, thin corpse in a neat white silver robe, lying on the ground with blank eyes and no breath.

Its face is no different from that of the human race, except that its whole body is thin and devoid of water, like bacon. Despite this, it still can't hide the delicate facial features of the dried corpse.

It's just that at this time, the place where the Heavenly Spirit Cover on his head was pierced into his body by an ice crystal spear half a zhang long, smashing directly into the Yin Sea of his corpse. There was no longer the protection of the corpse yin qi on the body, and the dry meat on the body gradually disappeared.

The dry corpse is not a dry corpse, but a human monk who was buried here, and was soaked and corroded by corpse gas all year round. Absorb the power of the underworld over time, and thus evolve into a product of the Yin Division.

The corpse clan is a large clan in its interface. If divided according to the realm, the corpse spirit can be compared to the late stage of the spirit building period, the corpse king is equivalent to the late Yuan Dan period, and the corpse emperor exists with the monks in the late stage of the infant transformation.

Now the dried corpse in front of him is a corpse spirit in the seventy-two corpse halls here. Its cultivation is full of peak existence in the late stage of spirit building.

Now it has fallen here inexplicably, which is unbelievable enough.

The two dried corpses standing next to the corpse appeared in the form of a man and a woman. Their strength is not as strong as that of the corpse spirit, but they have also reached the middle stage of spirit building. It looks like a guardian servant of the corpse.

The male corpse was dressed in a shabby yellow robe, with withered hair, and was tied up at random with a pin. The face is square, the cortex is somewhat peeled off, and there is no flesh and blood in it, only white phosphorus bones can be seen. Although his eyes radiated light, they were radiant eyes with different complete consciousness. Apparently a mentally ill corpse.

Although it is not full of intelligence, its supernatural means are inherently powerful. With a few waves in his hand, the fallen leaf flying needle condensed by corpse qi is the paper crane monster bird that flies into the air and hits the top.

The female corpse on one side has long hair fluttering, vaguely obscuring her face. When he opened his mouth and roared, he could see his disgusting face full of corpses and insects.

After the roar, the worm condensed with corpse qi flew away in the air, and even if it couldn't touch the paper crane monster bird, it was a powerful explosion with a few pops.

When I looked closely, I found that the corners of the woman's mouth had oozed blood, and the silk scarf was faintly dyed red. The flesh and blood in his right shoulder were blurred, and the jagged white bones could be seen under the coldness.

The woman with a sluggish breath is almost gone, and her strength to stand is almost gone. In fact, he couldn't imagine a big battle with the corpse, and he tried his best to use his life-saving magic power to kill him. And he was not lightly injured, and he was even hit by a few powerful corpse qi powers. It makes the breath unstable and the mana is greatly reduced.

If not, he would have killed these two inconspicuous corpses in one fell swoop. Where will they be trapped in the sky and not leave for a long time.

After thinking about it, the woman with the silk scarf swallowed several pills in one bite to temporarily alleviate her injuries, and she was about to use the treasure of the box again to fight, trying to kill a way out.

As a result, at this moment, a shadow of a cyan robe appeared at the entrance of the palace. At a glance, he took in the picture of this place, and suddenly hesitated. Then there was a burst of surprise. "Senior Sister Han, why is Senior Sister Han here? How can it be so coincidental?"

"It's him. How could he be in this hellish place? How did he know I was here?"

At the same time, the unnatural appearance of the shy picture of skin to skin in the cave, lips and tongue entangled, and water and fire blended unnaturally appeared in my head. The pale face couldn't help but blush with shame.

Seeing Senior Sister Han's figure again, Han Caokou also inexplicably remembered the tender picture in the cave that time. There was a mixture of five flavors in my heart.