Chapter Ninety-Eight: Seven Corpses Split Souls

Of course, the answer is no! Fang Wenyuan will definitely not leave!

Because Wei Changgui is more than a brother to him, more than blood and family.

did not listen to Wei Changgui's opinion, Fang Wenyuan took care of himself and moved closer to Wei Changgui. One of the seven people on the opposite side was a slightly older person, flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, "There is one more person who is sent to death!"

The Caixia Secret Realm is unique to the Feibo Sect, although their sect can send them in, but the cost is terrible, so most of them are disciples of the Feibo Sect.

Then it was not surprising to meet Fang Wenyuan, since he was a disciple of the Feibo Sect, he would kill them together. That's exactly what these people think.

After the man finished speaking, the other six people immediately dispersed and surrounded Fang Wenyuan and Wei Changgui, and the seven refining corpses also immediately scattered, coming to the inner enclosure and approaching the two.

The five people surrounded by dark shadows around Wei Changgui tacitly spread out an opening and let Fang Wenyuan walk in.

Wei Changgui grabbed Fang Wenyuan's hand and said, "Why are you here? These people are not simple, and they are not good. I'll let you go, why don't you go?" was full of anxiety in his tone, and there was some anger and rebuke.

In Wei Changgui's eyes, Fang Wenyuan's cultivation should be in the Qi cultivation period. Because he knew Fang Wenyuan's roots, they joined the sect together, and so far, it has only been two years. Wei Changgui's own qualifications are outstanding, and he also has the cultivation of the Great Elder, so he can build a foundation in a short period of time.

Therefore, he didn't think that Fang Wenyuan could be like him, but he was wrong.

In the past two years, he didn't know Fang Wenyuan's experience, and he didn't know what kind of creation Fang Wenyuan had obtained. He let Fang Wenyuan go, purely for Fang Wenyuan's safety.

Hearing Wei Changgui's reprimand, Fang Wenyuan's heart warmed, and he patted him lightly on the shoulder, and then his gaze froze, and the aura around his body changed suddenly, spreading outward like a storm.

This move not only made Wei Changgui look sideways, but even the seven people around them turned their heads to look at this side. At this point, Fang Wenyuan smiled slightly and said, "I'll help you!"

Fang Wenyuan didn't ask him who the five people around him were, and Wei Changgui didn't mention it. In Fang Wenyuan's opinion, everyone has their own secrets, although the aura on these five people is very strange.

Wei Changgui didn't ask him why his cultivation had improved so quickly. This is a tacit understanding, a tacit understanding that has been cultivated since childhood, although Wei Changgui is a bit natural, but he is not stupid.

From Fang Wenyuan to the present, but in a hurry. After he dispersed his breath, the seven black-clothed monks immediately controlled the seven refining corpses to launch a fierce attack, and billowing black qi poured out from the refining corpses.

The figure of the refining corpse came close in an instant, and the five black shadow people around Wei Changgui rushed out in an instant, and the moment they rushed out, the black qi surrounding them dispersed for a moment, and with Fang Wenyuan's eyesight, he could clearly see their faces.

That face was like a blank piece of paper, but the evil aura contained in his eyes was rare in Fang Wenyuan's life. Moreover, Fang Wenyuan felt very familiar with their body style, and there was a hint of ghost feeling. In addition, Fang Wen was far from feeling vitality in them, not even feeling qi and blood.

At this point, Fang Wenyuan came to a conclusion, these five people, no, they can't be called people, because these five black shadows are ghosts! The seven refining corpses on the opposite side all have a faint sense of qi and blood, but they don't have them, that is to say, they don't have bodies.

However, Fang Wenyuan didn't take it to heart, he knew Wei Changgui, so he definitely believed that he was not the kind of person who was ruthless, let alone suspect him of cultivating evil methods.

In the middle of his thoughts, Fang Wenyuan's figure had already rushed out, and in an instant, he appeared beside a refining corpse, suddenly pushed out a palm, and then quickly turned his palm into a fist and smashed it into the abdomen of the refining corpse.

"Boom~~" There was a loud bang, and the refining corpse in front of Fang Wenyuan was knocked away

The other refining corpses were entangled by Wei Changgui and his five ghosts, so Fang Wenyuan was not worried about a sneak attack. So he rushed towards the controller behind this refining corpse, and suddenly a wind blade came out.

Looking at Fang Wenyuan's figure, the black-robed man sneered, formed a sword and stood on his chest, and drank: "Get up!"

But as he expected, the corpse did not stand up. Because Fang Wenyuan's blow seemed simple, it was actually a combination of rigidity and softness, the former was the body of the corpse that vibrated with the palm, and the latter was the fist followed by the vibration, and the two blows fused together to form a strong impact, so there was no possibility for this corpse to stand up. In other words, this corpse has been scrapped.

The black-robed monk's expression changed suddenly, and he muttered: "This is impossible, I have wasted ten years of hard work on this refining corpse, not only let him suck human essence blood, but also use a lot of precious metal to integrate into his corpse, how can it be defeated at once." It can't be, it can't be!"

At this time, Fang Wenyuan's wind blade had already attacked, if this black-robed man didn't defend himself, this small wind blade could kill him. Just when the Wind Blade was still three inches from his neck, a hand suddenly appeared, blocking the Wind Blade.

It was another refining corpse, different from Fang Cai's black refining corpse, the complexion of this refining corpse was bronze, and the aura emanating from its body was even stronger, and the black qi around it was even stronger, and when it appeared, the grass and trees around it died instantly, obviously containing a strong poison.

The black-robed monk had regained his composure, and two blood-red eyes appeared in his wide robes, betraying his mood.

Boom!

The bronze refining corpse rushed out and came straight to Fang Wenyuan. Fang Wenyuan knew that it was highly poisonous, so he didn't dare to fight hard, and with a wave of his hand, the aura shone, and a long knife appeared in his hand, and there was a skeleton on the handle, glowing with forest fire. However, when this knife appeared, it let out a strong hiss, as if it was about to break away from Fang Wenyuan's hand.

How could Fang Wenyuan let it get his wish, a cyan flame appeared in his right eye, and a high-pitched birdsong appeared in the void, and the knife suddenly fell silent.

After the black-robed monk saw this knife, he immediately let out a puzzled exclamation: "The Ghost Head Knife, which can only be possessed by the descendants of the Blood Demon Sect, how can it appear in your hands?"

Fang Wenyuan grinned, with a sense of evil, and said, "Spoils!"

The bronze refining corpse had already appeared in front of Fang Wenyuan, and he was not polite, and slashed it with one sword. However, unexpectedly, he only heard a loud bang, and the knife seemed to be slashed on steel, and his arm was numb.

And the bronze refining corpse only left a white mark on his forehead, and there was no other damage, and he rushed over again. Fortunately, the speed of bronze corpse refining is not very fast, otherwise if he is caught by it like this, he is afraid that Fang Wenyuan will be poisonous.

With the long knife in hand, Fang Wenyuan did not flinch, and continued to slash at the bronze refining corpse, coupled with his strong flesh body and the speed of the ghost, in a few breaths, he slashed more than hundreds of knives. The bronze refining corpse was finally a little irresistible, and the black-robed monk was also a little distressed, so he could only recall it temporarily.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fang Wenyuan did not go to trouble the black-robed monk, but wandered around the encirclement like a ghost, and where he passed, the six black refining corpses all flew out and fell to the ground with a bang.

Wei Changgui seemed to have been injured when he was one against seven before, so he felt a little weak, after Fang Wenyuan found out, he immediately returned to his side, quietly looked at the seven black-robed people, and said, "Look at your exercises, you should be a disciple of the Yunsha Sect!"

How could he run to the trial land of the Fei Bo Sect. Could it be that there is no one in the Feibo Sect to deceive me? We are the same master and uncle, and we will be there soon, and when the time comes, you can only be arrested!"

As he said this, the seven black-robed men fell silent, but immediately there was a burst of unbridled laughter. The elder black-robed man said hoarsely: "Hmph, you also know that this is a place of trial, and any place of trial, the inner disciples, that is, your uncles and uncles, cannot enter, so they should still stay at the entrance of the secret realm!"

If it weren't for the selection of your Fei Bo Sect this time and the revised rules, how could I have come here? Could it be that I would have come here to die?"

The black-robed man who was the opposite of Fang Wenyuan was also sarcastic, and said, "When we are a three-year-old doll, or are you stupid?"

"Hahahaha"

Another burst of unbridled ridicule.

But Fang Wenyuan didn't care at all, and didn't speak, but transmitted a message to Wei Changgui, "How is it?"

Wei Changgui opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, he nodded, and said, "I took the pill given to me by my ancestor just now, and now I am much better!"

Yes, Fang Wenyuan was just trying to delay the time just now, because Wei Changgui was injured, so it took time to recover, although the delay was not long, but it was enough for Wei Changgui. Because his healing elixir is very precious. Common sense in the cultivation world, the more precious the elixir, the faster the healing speed, and the smaller the restrictions.

It's like, Wei Changgui took the medicine just now, and it was only half a cup of tea for him to suppress the injuries in his body, because what he took was a pure heart lotus seed, which was quite effective in restoring qi and blood and suppressing injuries, although he couldn't repair all the injuries in a moment, but, but there would be no big problems in the time.

The seven black-robed people also felt that Fang Wenyuan and the others were a little tricky, and the older black-robed man said to the others: "Originally, I fell in love with the five evil ghosts on that kid's body, if we capture him alive and return to the sect to give it to the elders, it will be a great achievement at that time, but it is a pity that we killed such a difficult opponent halfway, we still have a quick decision, retreat to the second, kill them, and directly capture the five ghosts!"

The other six black-robed people nodded silently, and then heard the older black-robed man shout loudly, "Formation! Seven Corpses Soul Splitting Array!"

The seven black-robed men suddenly took strange steps, and a bronze refining corpse appeared strangely in front of them, just like them, with strange steps.

Their speed was extremely fast, Fang Wenyuan knew that they were going to form a formation, but by the time he went to stop it, it was already too late. The seven refining corpses stood motionless, and the black qi from the Heavenly Spirit was surging outward, coupled with the black qi emitted by those refining corpses before, a tornado was formed in an instant.

And Fang Wenyuan and Wei Changgui are in the eye of the storm, and the five evil ghosts have loyally guarded the two of them-

Collect!