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

Xing Liren's face gradually darkened, and his inability to kill Song Wen made him increasingly angry.

This battle was no longer just about hunting a mouse, it was about his face.

He, the legitimate son of the Xing family, a dignified late-stage Jindan cultivator, could not win against an early-stage Golden elixir cultivator. When word spread, how could he lose face?

"die!"

Xing Liren roared angrily.

As he shouted, the coldness of the cold light mirror became stronger, and a huge ice spear several feet thick slowly condensed out.

The ice spear shot out instantly, making an ear-piercing scream.

Wherever it passed, ice quickly condensed, as if even the air was frozen.

The ice spear was extremely fast, traveling through space like lightning, and arrived behind Song Wen in an instant.

The silver firebird seemed to have consumed too much spiritual flame, and its aura became much weaker.

As if it had intelligence, it knew that it could not resist the ice spear, so it automatically penetrated Song Wen's Dantian.

"This place is dozens of miles away from the square. It's time to show some real skills." Song Wen thought to himself.

Xing Liren was chasing him, so why didn't he want to kill him? He was still thinking about the Heavenly Spirit Pill in Xing Liren's body.

Two figures suddenly appeared on both sides of Song Wen.

Silver Corpse bore the brunt and took the initiative to face the ice spear.

The Ghost King, holding a huge sword, followed closely behind.

The silver corpse had an expressionless face, and his body was like lightning, and he instantly faced the ice spear that was shot at him.

It was covered in silver light, as if it were covered with an indestructible armor.

The silver corpse grabbed the ice spear with one claw, and a powerful corpse evil energy spurted out from the silver corpse's palm.

However, this ice spear was Xing Liren's most powerful move, and it was extremely powerful.

As soon as the Silver Corpse's Corpse Evil Qi touched the ice spear, it was eroded by the biting cold and dissipated instantly.

The ice spear continued unabated and stabbed directly into Silver Corpse's chest.

The silver corpse swayed, and although he tried his best to avoid it, he was still hit by the ice spear on the shoulder.

Suddenly, the cold air invaded the body of the silver corpse, and a layer of ice condensed on the surface of the silver corpse. At the same time, the silver corpse was also knocked away.

At this moment, the Ghost King held a giant sword and swung it towards the ice spear.

The giant sword was surrounded by a dark ghostly aura, as if it carried a strong aura of death.

The ice spear was so hard and cold that it was beyond imagination. When the ghost sword struck it, it made a sound like gold and iron.

A huge counter-shock force came, and the Ghost King was shocked and retreated continuously.

Under the attack of Silver Corpse and Ghost King, the speed of the ice spear slowed down slightly, but it still continued to shoot forward.

Song Wen's expression changed slightly. The power of Xing Liren's pressure-pressing moves was beyond his expectation.

The gap in cultivation level between him and Xing Liren was too big, and it was difficult for them to threaten each other with ordinary moves.

Song Wen sacrificed a black and yellow pagoda that was ten feet high.

The moment the pagoda collided with the ice spear, the pagoda was easily knocked away, unable to stop the ice spear at all.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of black evil energy surged out of Song Wen's body, quickly condensing into a huge black palm, and slapped the ice spear fiercely.

This is the secret method in the "Book of Evil Ghosts".

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the giant black palm instantly collapsed.

The speed of the ice spear is slightly reduced!

A big green bell appeared on Song Wen's body.

The ice spear stabbed the big bell.

The bells are tolling!

The big bell only lasted for a short moment before it suddenly shattered.

At this point in Song Dynasty, it seems that all means have been exhausted, Guizhou Donkey has exhausted his skills and is at the end of his road.

His eyes widened, revealing deep fear and despair.

There was a hint of contempt in Xing Liren's proud smile.

A mouse is a mouse, and no matter how many tricks you use, you can't escape the hands of the hunter.

Just when he was expecting Song Wen to die under the ice spear, he suddenly felt alarmed.

He sensed a tiny Gu insect coming from behind.

Xing Liren was shocked. This Gu insect was extremely fast and was only a few feet away from him.

On normal days, with his cultivation and alertness, he would have discovered this Gu insect long ago.

However, at this moment, he was a little negligent because he was too proud.

At this time, it was already too late to activate the cold light mirror defense.

Xing Liren could only condense a mana shield to resist the Gu insects.

Just as the mana shield lit up, Shadow Gu suddenly became the size of a washbasin and hit the shield hard.

The shield flickered, but was not broken.

But Shadow Gu's jaws were as sharp as knives, constantly cutting into the shield, and the shield was crumbling.

"roll!"

A long sword suddenly appeared in Xing Liren's hand.

Swinging the long sword, he turned around and slashed at Shadow Gu.

Shadow Gu suddenly became smaller and managed to dodge the sword, but at the last moment, it bit through Xing Liren's mana shield.

Xing Liren's sword that was bound to win with all his strength failed, his body lost balance, and he stumbled suddenly.

Before he could stabilize his figure, a figure flashed behind him.

Song Wen, who should have been smashed to pieces by the ice spear, actually appeared behind him like a ghost.

Song Wen held a long knife in his hand, his eyes as cold as ice.

He moved his right hand forward, and the Xuanshuang knife was like a cold light, stabbing into Xing Liren's lower back.

In the crisis of life and death, Xing Liren burst out with a strong desire to survive.

He endured the pain and held the long knife pierced into his body with his right hand. Even though his palm was injured by the sharp knife energy and his flesh and blood flew away, he did not dare to relax at all.

At the same time, a yellow talisman appeared in his left hand, which was the 'Zhanpou Talisman'.

The talisman is broken.

A transparent sharp blade shot out and hit Song Wen directly between his eyebrows.

The distance between the two was so close that Song Wen had no time to react before the transparent blade had already penetrated between his eyebrows.

Song Wen's figure swayed slightly, a look of pain flashed across his face, but it was nothing serious.

He gritted his teeth, activated all his magic power, and poured all his strength into the Xuan Shuang knife, trying to penetrate Xing Liren's Dantian.

However, the power in Xing Liren's hands was extremely strong, and he also had the majestic magic power in his body to protect his body. After the Xuanshuang knife penetrated half a foot, it was difficult to make an inch forward.

Xing Liren couldn't help but be horrified when he saw that Song Wen was unharmed after being hit by the Soul-Decapitating Talisman.

He had no time to delve into the reason, and was about to activate the cold light mirror to repel Song Wen.

But he was suddenly shocked to find that at some point, the Gu insect had penetrated into his body along the wound on his waist.

The Gu worms went all the way up his meridians and reached his heart.

Xing Liren no longer bothered to activate the cold light mirror, and hurriedly transferred the magic power in his body to block the shadow Gu.

While he was distracted, one of Song Wen's hands turned into a dry claw and clawed at his face.

"puff!"

Blood spurts.

Song Wen's two sharp fingers pierced Xing Liren's eyes.

"ah..."

Xing Liren was in pain and let out a shrill scream.

The severe pain caused the magic power in his body to instantly lose control and become chaotic.

The Xuanshuang knife penetrated Xing Liren's body with the force of breaking bamboo, penetrating his Dantian.

The magic power in Dantian quickly dissipated, and Xing Liren's vitality also quickly dissipated.

His eyes were widened with disbelief.

He actually died in the hands of an early stage Jindan monk.

With a strong sense of unwillingness, Xing Liren slowly lost his breath.