Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Su Xiuyong raised his hand and waved, and a burst of spiritual power penetrated the body of the casual cultivator, helping the casual cultivator to dispel the energy that was surging in his body.

The casual cultivator landed slowly, and his complexion instantly improved a lot.

He sat down against the wall and stared at the strong monk with resentment in his eyes.

Su Xiuyong said, "Fellow Taoist, my clansman acted recklessly just now and offended many people. Please forgive me."

The casual cultivator's eyes widened and he said a little ungratefully.

"Stop pretending here, you are all in the same boat."

Su Xiuyong was not angry and continued calmly.

"I am the fifth elder of the Su family, Su Xiuyong, responsible for all matters in Beidifang City. In the name of the Su family, I promise fellow Taoist that what just happened will never happen again, as long as you tell the whereabouts of Huang Jingzhi , I can pay five thousand spirit stones."

After hearing this, the casual cultivator's eyes glowed with golden light, and his eyes were full of eagerness, obviously he was moved.

Five thousand spirit stones are undoubtedly a huge amount of wealth for a casual cultivator on the second level of Qi Refining.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course! Is the reputation of my Su family not worth five thousand spiritual stones?"

The casual cultivator's eyes wandered, and after a moment, he got up from the ground.

"No, five thousand spiritual stones are too few. That's thousands of second-level elixirs."

"Eight thousand..."

"No! Ten thousand..."

"You give me ten thousand spiritual stones, and I will take you to get Huang Jingzhi."

The casual cultivator realized that those second-level elixirs should be very valuable, and the lion opened his mouth and asked for prices.

Su Xiuyong said with a smile, "Okay."

Hearing this, the casual cultivator was overjoyed and continued to raise conditions.

"You have to give me the spirit stone first."

"Can!"

Su Xiuyong turned to the boy next to him and said, "Go get ten thousand spiritual stones."

After a while, the boy came over with a storage bag.

Su Xiuyong signaled the boy to give the storage bag to the casual cultivator.

The casual cultivator passed by the storage bag, his spiritual power penetrated, and he immediately beamed with joy.

He put the storage bag into his arms and arranged his clothes so that no one could see that he had anything in his arms. Then he raised his head and said to Su Xiuyong.

"Let's go, I'll take you to get Huang Jingzhi."

Su Xiuyong did not answer the casual cultivator, but looked at the sturdy monk aside.

"Su You, please follow him."

The sturdy monk named Su You raised his legs and was about to walk out of the store, but he heard the casual monk shouting.

"No, he can't go."

Then, the casual cultivator pointed his finger at Su Xiuyong, "You go with me. I'm afraid he will retaliate against me."

Su Xiuyong stared at the casual cultivator without saying a word, and a strong sense of oppression arose spontaneously.

"No, it aroused his suspicion." The casual cultivator said in his heart.

This article was disguised by Song Wen. He originally wanted to lure Su Xiuyong out of Fangshi before taking action.

But this person acted too cautiously and actually asked his fellow tribesmen to get Huang Jingzhi.

Since the other party is suspicious, they have no choice but to take action.

As soon as I thought, two green-faced and fanged zombies suddenly appeared.

It is the pseudo third-order silver corpse, and the early second-order bronze corpse that has not been used for a long time.

As soon as the two corpses appeared, the entire store was filled with corpse energy and howling evil spirits.

The bronze corpse rushed towards the strong monk Su You, while the silver corpse rushed towards Su Xiuyong like lightning.

A flash of panic flashed in Su Xiuyong's eyes, and a red damask floated out from his body. The red damask was like a dragon out of the sea, twisting and turning towards the silver corpse.

Su Xiuyong had been wary of this casual cultivator who suddenly appeared at the second level of Qi training.

Su Xiuyong expected that the other party was hiding his cultivation, but the other party actually had a fake third-level silver corpse, which was far beyond his expectation.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

Four foundation-building monks were standing in the courtyard behind the shop, using magic formulas. The four flying swords were like meteors, slashing at Song Wen who was separated by a wall.

The first to suffer were the stores.

The wall that had been specially reinforced by the Su family was easily penetrated by the four flying swords. The wall collapsed instantly, followed by the roof.

A tall eight-flag ghost flag suddenly appeared in front of Song Wen.

A red-faced and red-haired ghost sprang out from the ghost flags. It was the late second-level red-haired ghost general.

The red-haired ghost will bring up the dark wind in the sky and roll it towards the four flying swords.

Waves of blood mist emerged from Song Wen's body, and his figure suddenly disappeared, killing Su Xiuyong like a ghost.

After Su Xiuyong released the red silk, he knew that the red silk could not stop the silver corpse for long, so he hurriedly moved towards the building in the backyard.

The building is guarded by a formation. As long as we can hold on for a while, the reinforcements from Qingping Mountain will arrive.

"Big Cave Divine Thunder, fall!"

Song Wen, who was speeding, suddenly let out a soft chuckle.

The wind suddenly surged high in the sky, layers of dark clouds piled up, and a dazzling silver light pierced the dark clouds and headed straight for Su Xiuyong.

A flying sword appeared above Su Xiuyong's head. The sword glowed and slashed at the divine thunder falling from high in the sky.

"boom!"

The divine thunder fell on the flying sword.

The flying sword was knocked away and plunged into the ground below.

Song Wen's cultivation was finally a little weaker, and the power of the Great Cave Divine Thunder was not strong. After the flying sword was knocked down, the thunder light was also exhausted.

Su Xiuyong buried his head and continued to run towards the door of the building. Seeing that the door was close at hand, he suddenly staggered, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his speed suddenly slowed down.

There was a sound of cracking the air coming from behind, it was the third-level silver corpse!

The middle-grade spiritual weapon-level red silk only lasted for a breath or two in the hands of the silver corpse before it was forcibly torn into pieces. The spiritual weapon was destroyed, causing Su Xiuyong to suffer serious internal injuries.

Silver Corpse's speed was still faster than Song Wen's, and he caught up behind Su Xiuyong first.

Su Xiuyong's soul suddenly emerged and shouted, "Save me!"

In front of him, five afterimages chased the wind and lightning, without any intention of stopping the rescue, and rushed straight into the building.

Suddenly, a transparent light shield rose up, covering the entire building.

It turned out that the four foundation-building monks saw that the situation was not good, and after temporarily repelling the red-haired ghost general with their flying swords, they turned around and ran towards the building.

Su You was in the same situation. The bronze corpse in the early stage of the second level was far from his opponent. After repelling the bronze corpse, seeing the ferocity of the silver corpse, he turned around and fled towards the building without caring about the friendship of the same clan.

Su Xiuyong suddenly fell into despair.

A ray of cold light rushed in front of the silver corpse and pierced Su Xiuyong's chest.

Su Xiuyong, who was scared out of his wits by the Silver Corpse, didn't even notice Han Yue Ren's sneak attack and hit him with one blow.

The powerful force of Han Yue Ren carried his body flying several meters and landed just outside the building gate.

Su Xiuyong raised his eyes and looked at the five tribesmen inside the formation barrier, his eyes full of unwillingness.

A figure flashed with thunder light. Song Wen grabbed Su Xiuyong, took back the two corpse puppets and the Eight Banners Ghost Flag, and fled outside Fang City with his sword.

Early in the morning, he had scattered the Holy Armor Gu all over the city, and news came that reinforcements from the Su family were about to arrive.

As soon as Song Wen flew into the air, he noticed in the sky more than ten miles away, a figure was speeding towards him, much faster than Song Wen who was using the Thunder Escape Technique.

The person who came was none other than the head of the Su family, Su Anping.