Under the dry mountain and moon, the earth shook, a vague figure suddenly rushed out of the ground, suspended a hundred meters above the ground out of thin air, the clouds were filled, the wind and clouds surged, the ground silently corroded and collapsed, and dozens of turbid yellow water streams broke through the ground and rose out, turning into thin silk threads and blending into the sky shadows.

"Hehe, I've been waiting for a hundred years to wait for this physical body that can cultivate the true law of Huangquan! Boy, I'd like to thank you. ”

Although he still looks like that young man, his eyes are full of endless cunning and insidiousness, and the hoarse and ugly shrill laughter echoes in all directions, making people's scalps tingle like a ghost crying.

A pair of resentful eyes stared at the direction where Han Chu and the three of them left, his facial features were destroyed, his face was ugly and vicious, and he gritted his teeth and said with resentment: "Shame today, this seat will definitely crush the three of you to ashes one day! Corpse King!!Hehe! Ancient Corpse King! This seat will definitely draw out your soul and use your body to refine the second elemental god!"

The puppet zombie was destroyed, and a magic weapon was looted cleanly, even he himself suffered a great humiliation, and he was a person who would be avenged for a hundred miles, how could he not repay such a grudge, not to mention that for the ghost cultivator corpse cultivator, the corpse king is the most precious and supreme legendary treasure of heaven and earth.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw a hundred-meter-long yellow turbid giant snake flying out of the mountain obliquely with clouds and mist around it, curling and stretching in the sky, hoarse and roaring, and then turned into a heavy snake-headed iron rod and fell into the hands of Baili Wuya.

"Hmph! Little Netherworld, it will be a place for you to be buried!"

Gritting his teeth, he snorted coldly, and the turbid water waves on Baili Wuya's body flashed, shooting into the sky and disappearing.

A silver moon, slightly smaller than a full moon, climbed into the night sky, surrounded by a faint mist, and the cool moonlight sprinkled over the mountain land, ethereal and quiet.

The wall stands thousands of miles, the clouds and mist cover the waist, on the peak of the thousand zhang, Han Chu sacrificed the Yin Condensation Ice Beads, and in an instant, it attracted a rich Yuehua aura, and the Yuehua Aura condensed into liquid, turning into a stream of bright white water swimming around the Yin Condensation Ice Beads, shining the light of the entire mountain like day, and the slightest dwelling.

Xuehe sat cross-legged on a jet-black boulder, the emerald green Senluo robe on his body, surging like a sea of ghost clouds, and Zhou Shen's blood and qi were like clouds and seas, and in the changing clouds and mist, the scene of the waves of the sea was faintly revealed.

The dense texture of the tattoo-like talisman spread on the face, hands, and every corner of the body, and every time he took a breath, the moonlight liquid was integrated into the body, and the blood condensation talisman in the center of the eyebrows continued to shine with scarlet demon light, faintly showing signs of leaving the body.

Ghost Wu Yangtian opened his mouth, and a mass of dark green essence blood that had not yet been completely refined squirmed above his head, and one after another the moonlight poured in, refining the essence blood into wisps of pure energy, allowing Ghost Wu to open his mouth and devour it wantonly, his hair fluttered, and the corpse qi surging on his body became more and more diffuse, and there was a majestic mountain, deep and unfathomable aura like an abyss, faintly appeared, and grew rapidly and clearly.

The aura within a radius of more than ten miles set off huge waves, and a huge whirlpool with a hundred feet of rotation condensed in the sky of the mountain peak, and the aura visible to the naked eye was quickly swallowed up by the blood river and the ghost martial arts, and the speed was simply astonishing to the extreme.

The soul relationship between Han Chu and the two of them is close, and they can naturally clearly feel the joy and joy of the two of them now, and they can also feel the rapid growth of their strength after the rapid devouring of the essence blood and the Yuehua aura.

Han Chu carefully felt the changes between the two of them, and made sure that there would not be too much fluctuation in a short period of time, so he summoned a few boulders, and with the Yin Condensation Ice Bead as the array, he placed a simple small spirit gathering formation that he had comprehended from the Tianjun Lock, and summoned a steady stream of spiritual energy to provide the two of them with cultivation, so that he had time to start sorting out his harvest this time.

The huge essence blood in his heart was slowly squirming, and this mass contained nearly eighty percent of the energy of a large green zombie body, and the wisps of light poured into Han Chu's blood.

Han Chu's iron-armored corpse was small, and his body was strong to a terrifying level, and the energy required for every bit of refinement was extremely terrifying.

Although the boundless essence blood of a hundred miles is nourishing, it is only a small amount of progress for Han Chu's physical body.

"Damn, this kind of practice, I don't have to eat hundreds of green zombies to make the iron armor corpse become a great success!"

The essence and blood were devoured in a dozen breaths, but the physical body was only making slight progress, Han Chu raised his eyebrows, and muttered softly in his mouth, as for the bronze armor corpse and the gold armor corpse that were once full of pride, he didn't dare to think about it now, the energy required was too huge.

It was extremely difficult for the physical body to go further, and Han Chu could only put this matter aside for the time being, and took out the magic treasure bag that was snatched from the young man's hand from his arms, and there were no less than a dozen pieces of various treasures, but there was probably none of them that could see the light.

Hundred Miles Boundless has been famous for many years, and having so many magic weapons on his body is also in line with his worth, but most of these magic weapons are declared outside, and the Ten Thousand Ghost Corpse Demon Dao has been looking for the Hundred Miles Boundless and the Xuantian Netherworld Order for many years, once these magic weapons appear in Han Chu's hands, they are waiting to be overwhelmed by the surging Ten Thousand Ghost Corpse Demon Dao disciples.

Placing the treasures in the treasure bag one by one in front of him, what Han Chu had to do now was to give these things a makeover.

First of all, it is the powerful Soul Eater Halberd, this jet-black weapon is suitable for the use of ghost martial arts, whether it is power or weight, it is enough to make the martial arts of ghost martial arts to the extreme, for this weapon Han Chu did not dare to make major modifications, with the careful and dense study of the mind for a long time of incense, Han Chu finally started, on the basis of the original halberd to add a few Gengjin formations comprehended from the Tianjun lock.

Not only did it greatly increase the weight and sharpness of the Soul Eater Halberd, but at the same time, the entire Halberd also turned into a dark golden color, dancing, full of ghostly energy, and cold light, at least from the appearance of the can't be seen at a glance.

The blood river had already put the Senluo Wanxiang robe on his body, and the Sen Luo Lei Fire Banner had already been stuffed into his arms, and the formation was naturally corrected by himself, with the support of these two magic weapons, the combat effectiveness of the blood river was also greatly increased.

"Boundless, great good people!"

Han Chumei sighed, and dismantled the bone umbrella with divine thoughts, and re-refined it into a palm-sized bone shield with an almost complete cover, and there were thirty-six sharp teeth around the round shield, and a small brass bell hung on each of the sharp teeth, not only was the defense strong, but the sound of the bell swaying was even more tempting, which could be regarded as a secret treasure integrating attack and defense.

Cleaning up the few magic weapons he fancied, Han Chu looked at the fist-sized ten thousand ghost seals in front of him and the remaining dozen or so, either jewels or ghostly magic weapons, and was stunned for a moment, Han Chu suddenly had a whim, and suddenly grinned strangely, muttering in a low voice, "There are so many materials, it should be enough for me to refine a magic weapon!"

As the so-called wealth is abundant, although he only has experience in simulation and deduction in refining magic weapons, who made Han Chu have more things in his hands now, which is enough for him to fail a few times.

With an idea, Han Chu did not hesitate, the eyebrows and the Divine Talisman flashed, more than a dozen pieces of luster shone, and the magic weapons that were full of treasure and light were all suspended, and the Divine Nian Talisman flew out from the center of the eyebrows!

If the monk is next to him now, he will definitely scream in surprise when he sees this transparent flame, this is the Yuan Ling True Fire, it is the Yuan Ling True Fire that can only be sent out by Cui when the soul and divine thoughts are strong to a certain extent, if Han Chu condenses the other two flavors of flame with the essence and qi in his body, and merges them together, the three flavors of the essence and spirit are one, which is the legendary three-flavor true fire that nothing is tolerated.

The almost transparent light blue flames were wrapped around more than a dozen treasures, the fire was shining, but there was no trace of temperature eerily, but the jeweled magic weapons all emitted bursts of unwilling trembling, and Han Chu carefully broke the layers of forbidden formations on the magic weapons to prevent damage to the materials.

It took a full hour for Han Chu to break most of the prohibitions in the magic weapons cleanly, and there were hundreds of various formation prohibitions on top of each other, even if Han Chu's mind was strong, his head was slightly dizzy, but after breaking these hundreds of formation prohibitions, Han Chu's understanding of the formation method had deepened a lot.

One by one, the magic weapons were returned to their origins in Han Chu's Yuan Spirit True Fire, turning into various colored liquids that were either colorful or colorful, cloudy, or evil, and the wind was slow.

But surrounded by a kind of spiritual liquid, the ten thousand ghost seals continued to vibrate and let out bursts of terrible howls, a layer of ghostly divine light protected the seal body, and the powerful ghosts and fierce souls filled in the seal were constantly refined by Han Chu's divine thoughts, turning into wisps of divine thoughts to nourish Han Chu's divine thoughts, although the aura became more and more dim, but it was extremely resolute, and Han Chu's mana did not break through several times.

Han Chu squinted his eyes slightly, and snorted lightly, "I want to see how long you can hold on!"

With the magic seal in his hand, the Yuan Spirit True Fire, which was already raging, instantly soared by three inches, and the invisible flame faintly leaked out a light blue light, and a strange and infiltrating aura in the space diffused to the surroundings, and layers of invisible qi waves surged around, and the stones on the ground disappeared in an instant, and a terrifying aura enveloped the entire mountain.

Fortunately, the Yin Condensation Ice Bead was an extremely cold treasure, and a faint divine light blocked the true fire breath of the Yuan Spirit, protecting the two of the Blood River Ghost Martial Arts, and in the sound of Zizi, pieces of white mist evaporated.

The faint ghost aura light was burned and melted, shattered, and without this layer of cover, Han Chu's huge divine thoughts instantly poured into the mournful Ten Thousand Ghost Seals, quickly like a pouring mountain red, breaking through the layers of internal formation prohibitions.

The swarthy Ten Thousand Ghost Marks in the firelight gradually melted, turning into clouds of black liquid that glowed black.