The roar of the sacrificial corpse was hoarse, extremely ugly, like the howling of a ghost, which made people feel cold.

The eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at Zhang Yan.

And Zhang Yan was stared at by the other party like this, and he was cold behind his back and trembling.

This night has cultivated the method of the ancient sacrificial spirit gate, the body is dead and the soul is killed, and the body is sacrificed to the corpse, and now the most reluctant trace of the soul has awakened, and it has not been devoured by the sacrificial corpse, which is equivalent to resurrection from the dead, and the means are amazing and weird.

The sacrificial corpse failed to devour and wear away a trace of the soul of the last part of the night, and now it has awakened and grown, and the most powerful will probably reoccupy the body!

Originally, the sacrificial corpse was already extremely difficult, and if it was to wake up again from the night and borrow to be reborn, it would be even more difficult to deal with!

"How to deal with the current situation?"

The corpse poison breath on the corpse sacrifice body is still strong and compelling, but from it, a monk's mana and life breath slowly appeared together, it was reborn from the night, and the five tentacle attacks that appeared from the Thousand Spirit Weeping Soul Great Array, plus the group of spirit slaves, failed to cause trauma to the sacrifice corpse, Zhang Yan's face became more and more ugly, the big array and the spirit slaves failed to cause heavy damage to it, and he did not dare to approach it with his bare hands, the horror of the corpse poison, he deeply understood.

Zhang Yan could see that the soul of the night was still resisting the devouring power of the corpse, but the other party's soul had reawakened, and the breath was already gradually growing, and it would not be long before the latter would recover as before.

In the eyes of the sacrificial corpse, the flickering glow was uncertain, but it became more frequent and intense.

Zhang Yan's brows furrowed, staring at it, and his mind kept thinking about countermeasures.

A moment later.

His big sleeves moved slightly, and his body was more than twice as strong as the middle of the ordinary foundation building period, roaring and shaking, like a torrent of sky, more than half an hour.

If you look inward, you can see that in his dantian, the true spirit platform that has just condensed and appeared, the bright light is more than twice as strong as before, and it rotates rapidly, and the mana in the dantian shakes majestically.

Then, I saw Zhang Yan wave his hand, and three dark gray claws appeared in front of him.

Each claw was the size of a grinding disc, and there was a black mist on it that was constantly torn and shattered, and the stinging sound kept piercing, piercing the eardrums.

At the same time, a cold aura spread across the air, reaching the soul, and Zhang Yan himself couldn't help but shiver, and his heart trembled slightly.

"This little Soul Breaker, although it is still only cultivated to the second level, but as my cultivation is refined again, the power of this Divine Soul Attack Spell has increased exponentially......

The appearance of the Lingji Dao platform made the cultivation faintly slightly refined, and the mana became more and more refined, and at this moment, the small soul-breaking hand was cast, and the momentum was more majestic than in the past, and the momentum was amazing, Zhang Yan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he said to himself in surprise.

However, when he looked back at the sacrificial corpse that was besieged and trapped by the five Yin Qi tentacles and spirit slaves, his face became difficult to look at again.

The body of this sacrificial corpse seems to be poured of steel, as hard as gold and stone, the magic weapon is difficult to hurt, water and fire are difficult to invade, and the attacks of the five tentacles and a group of spirit slaves have not left the slightest wound on it.

What shocked Zhang Yan even more was that the attacks of these five Yin Qi and Spirit Slaves, the main ones were almost all terrifying Divine Soul attacks, even if the Jindan Stage Monk was under such an attack, he had to temporarily avoid his peak, and he was in a hurry, and his divine sense was weak, and he might still be injured.

But the soul in the sacrificial corpse in front of him belongs to the remnants of the broken soul of the night, and the strength of the divine soul may now be at most comparable to the divine soul of some monks in the early stage of the foundation building period, and it is safe and sound under such attacks, obviously the body of this sacrificial corpse has an unknown amazing mystery in it.

But.

The attacks in Zhang Yan's hands were non-stop.

The corpse's hollow eyes glowed with a cold aura, and the remnants of the divine soul fought against the devouring corpse, and this was the best time to attack.

Three dark gray claws, glowing with cold and strange mist, made people's hearts tremble, and appeared in front of Zhang Yan.

With a swishing and piercing whistling, the sharp claws were like lightning, passing directly between the spirit slave and the five tentacles, and falling on top of the sacrificial corpse.

There were three crisp bangs, and the sacrificial corpse, which had ignored the attacks of the five tentacles and spirit slaves, was directly torn apart by the terrifying poisonous mist and death qi that was swirling all over its body, revealing a shriveled body like a yin corpse, and when the three sharp claws fell on it, it was a terrifying dark gray mist.

The sacrificial corpse that had been screaming in the five Yin Qi tentacles and a group of spirit slaves, under the attack of this Zhang, trembled for the first time and froze slightly.

Then, the terrifying glow in the eyes of the sacrificial corpse was also slowed down, and it suddenly dimmed, as if it was about to be extinguished.

At the same time, on the shriveled body of the sacrificial corpse, the strong corpse poison and yin qi suddenly emitted again, like a rolling wave of qi, in the eyes of the sacrificial corpse, in the moment of gloom, the cold and dead qi suddenly flowed out.

Not good!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yan's complexion changed again and he exclaimed.

The blow of the little soul breaker's hand will certainly seriously injure the wisp of the remaining divine soul after the most deviant of the night, but the devouring power of the sacrificial corpse has not been suppressed, but the momentum has become stronger, the five yin qi tentacles and a group of spirit slaves, how long can trap this ghost thing, it is not yet known, once the sacrificial corpse will devour all the souls of the deity from the night, the breath may be even more terrifying.

Just when Zhang Yan was almost exhausted in his donkey skills, the ghostly glow of the original sacrificial corpse was dimmed, but at this time, it came back to life like a dead tree in spring, and suddenly lit up in an instant, with a stab, as if something was shattered alive, the empty eyes of the sacrificial corpse suddenly appeared shining, cold like the eyes of the ghost, breathtaking, and overflowing with cold light.

"Ha Lu Ha...... I said that I will be able to succeed in leaving the night, as long as I take your life to practice and help me return my soul to the corpse, then I will not only be able to bring the dead back to life, but I will also be able to break through in one fell swoop, condense the golden pill, and become the golden pill monk who dominates the party...... When the time comes, I want to let all the so-called geniuses in the land of sleeping souls surrender under their feet......"

The screams of the sacrificial corpse disappeared, but the corpse poison and yin qi on the body were even stronger and more amazing, and more importantly, a breath that was almost comparable to that of a Jindan monk was majestic like a rainbow, rolling and scattering down, and an arrogant laughter roared out of the mouth of the sacrificial corpse.

The sacrificial corpse failed to devour the soul of the god who left the night, but was occupied by the latter.

Wake up completely from the night, it can be described as a resurrection!

In his twenties, his cultivation was already in the false Dan period, standing on the extreme boundary between the foundation building period and the Jindan period, refining qi and building a foundation, gathering Dan to refine infants, and turning gods and seizing spirits...... This cultivation journey, every step back, is full of difficulties, life and death are uncertain, and being able to reach the realm of Jindan is an existence that countless monks have been unable to achieve in their lifetimes.

If the twenty-year-old Liye can condense the golden pill in one fell swoop, such achievements and talents are definitely comparable to the most amazing geniuses among the major top sects.

At this moment, the devouring of the sacrificial corpse was subjected to the past, and he walked through the ghost gate, occupying this body, and only needed to seize a powerful soul to be able to return the soul to the corpse, how not to be excited about the night, and then looking at the young man in front of him who had broken his body alive before, the arrogant look in his eyes was filled with endless resentment and hideousness, and at the same time there was endless bloodlust and excitement in it.

Whether you can condense the golden pill today, in one fell swoop!

Leave the night!

Feeling the breath of the ugly body on the opposite side, which was not much better than the Yin Corpse, Zhang Yan couldn't help but gasp, and the spirit of the night recovered, occupying the body of the sacrificial corpse, and the momentum was even more terrifying.

Zhang Yan knew that even if he didn't wake up and recover from the night, he didn't have the slightest chance of winning in the face of the sacrificial corpse at the peak, and the sacrificial corpse could be said to have no flaws at all, just as tricky.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yan can't sit still.

When he woke up from the night, the body that originally belonged to the sacrificial corpse was even more powerful, and the five Yin Qi tentacles and spirit slaves were still fruitless under a burst of attacks.

With a whistling, a light blue sword light swept out of Zhang Yan's hand and slashed straight down at the night.

Thorn ......

The first slash fell, and the poisonous mist and yin qi that gushed out from the shriveled body were directly torn open by the sword, and the poisonous mist and yin qi in that place were shattered in response, and the poisonous mist and yin qi in other places were also torn apart.

While!

This is not over, after the light blue sword light tore through the poisonous mist and yin qi, a whirlwind, facing the night, slashed down again, and the second slash fell, only to see a dazzling fire splashing on the body of the original sacrificial corpse, as piercing as the sharp sound of the sudden explosion between the gold and stone, as if breaking through the sky, above the wilderness, resounding in all directions.

And under this second slash, the body of the sacrificial corpse occupied by Liye was also trembling, and he took a few steps back, and the astonishing strength of the sacrificial corpse was under each step, and the feet roared, leaving shocking footprints on the wilderness, and the hard rocks on the ground were shattered inch by inch.

Airplanes!

And at the moment when he retreated a few steps from the night, the sword that emitted a sharp whistling suddenly became more rapid, and a sword roar came like a dragon's roar, and a small white firework actually appeared looming from the sword, but the sword did not pause at all, and the third slash was gone.

Dangdang......

The third slash, the sword was even faster, surpassing the lightning, and in an instant, a spark was drawn on the body of Liye who had stopped and retreated, and the thick poisonous mist yin qi was directly torn to crackle and shatter, and at the same time, the poisonous mist yin qi that was constantly surging out of Liye's body was suddenly frozen at this moment, as if it was imprisoned by some kind of force.

"What kind of flying sword is this, the poisonous mist and yin qi in the sacrificial corpse are actually imprisoned......"

For the first time, an extremely moved look appeared in the cold eyes of the night, and he was quite surprised when he looked at Zhang Yan and the sword that swept back.

Although this is the first time that Liye has been sacrificed to the ground since he practiced the Sacrificial Spirit Gate exercises, he has been extremely familiar with the poisonous mist and yin qi on the sacrificial corpse, and now he feels that the poisonous mist and yin qi all over his body are imprisoned, and he can't help but feel uncomfortable, and the five yin qi tentacles and a group of spirit slaves wrapped around his body, without the hindrance of the two, directly pounced on his body.

But.

The body of this sacrificial corpse is extremely hard and defensible against the sky, even if it is the impact of a group of spirit slaves, it has not affected the soul of the night at this moment, but he is still trapped in it and has not been able to get out.

Zhang Yan made a move in his hand, caught the flying sword that swept back, looked at Liye only showed surprise, still not afraid of the siege of the spirit slave, his expression became more solemn, many attacks, failed to cause trauma to the other party, Zhang Yan was still helpless.

"Hmph, even if you are imprisoned by corpse poison, you still can't escape the fate of being sacrificed to a corpse by a certain soul refining corpse......"

From the corners of the mouth that leaked out of the fangs of the night, a sneer was pulled out jerkyly, and he glanced at Zhang Yan coldly with a snort, and he was unaware of the attacks of the five tentacles and spirit slaves around him.

The withered palm swiped lightly in front of him, and then the lightning quickly clicked in the void, and a treacherous glow that flashed as if it was about to pierce into the void, like a sword, actually swirled on its own, and stabbed towards the middle of Liye's abdomen.

Sting!

A tearing silk came from Liye's body, and the original magic weapon was difficult to use, and the body that was not soaked in water and fire was cut open in an instant under a seemingly simple strange spell.

In the next moment, with a buzzing sound, a black treasure the size of a baby's fist came out of the **** from the body that was cut by the night.

Liye looked at the black treasure that appeared ****, his eyes were gloomy, suddenly violent, his expression was excited, and he licked his lips with a barbed hideous tongue: "Black Spirit Lotus, it is not in vain that I have been sacrificing for many years, and I practiced the remnants of the Sacrifice Spirit Gate at the beginning, but fortunately, I also sacrificed this thing together, warmed it in the dantian, and sacrificed it with the spirit, it will finally come in handy today, I hope the power of this thing will not let me down......"