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

"Stop!" Feng Ying suddenly shouted. The soul in the holy demon's body is given to you. "

Before Yin Shuo answered, Yuan Hao hurriedly said, "Feng Ying, what do you mean, you made a deal with Yin Shuo. Have you forgotten how many monsters he has killed?"

Feng Ying said, "Yuanhao, you and I are seriously injured. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. It's better to leave as soon as possible. If we keep the green hills, we won't be afraid of running out of firewood."

Yuan Hao weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and finally said unwillingly, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Yin Shuo's face lit up with joy, "Yuan Hao, you control the Xuanyin Heavy Water to expose the head of the Wind Thunder Golden Eyed Beast, and let my Corpse Evil Qi invade its body and force out its soul."

Yuan Hao did as he was told, and Xuanyin Heavy Water slowly transformed, revealing the head of the wind-thunder-gold-eyed beast.

Immediately, the evil spirit of the corpse was poured from the mouth of the Wind Thunder Golden Eyed Beast, and flowed throughout the Wind Thunder Golden Eyed Beast's body.

After a while.

A ball of light as big as a fist was forced out of the mouth of the Wind Thunder Golden Eyed Beast.

Faintly visible, there is a small figure in the ball of light.

The evil spirit of corpse rolled around the ball of light and came to Yin Shuo.

"Senior Xu Geng, you finally fell into my hands."

"Do you know my name?" A voice came from the light ball.

"This is natural. Many inheritances from the Hades Temple fell into the hands of Wuji Island." Yin Shuo said with a smile on his face.

"It seems that you are here for me. What do you want from me?"

"We will discuss these matters in detail after we return to Wuji Island."

Yin Shuo took out a soul bottle and sealed the light ball in it.

"Two, farewell." Yin Shuo said to the two demons with his hands raised.

Then, he turned around and fled towards the sky.

Feng Ying and Yuan Hao put away the body of the Wind Thunder Golden Eyed Beast and headed towards the sea.

...

On the other hand, look at Song Wen.

After he was teleported back to the valley, he found that several Nascent Soul cultivators were doing their own thing and had no time to care about them, the Golden Core cultivators.

Song Wen felt relieved and immediately activated his thunder escape technique and headed out of the valley.

"Thieves, please leave."

This is when Xing Yixuan discovered Song Wen.

She urged her body to chase Song Wen. At the same time, she waved the water flag, summoning several torrents and rushing towards Song Wen.

Song Wen felt a little helpless.

I was targeted by this woman again!

While he was thinking about how to escape, a blood-colored token fell from the sky not far ahead.

Song Wen's expression changed slightly. The blood-colored token that was falling was almost exactly the same as the tokens related to the Divine Blood Sect that he had obtained before.

Xing Yixuan was pressing behind him step by step. The Xing family's Nascent Soul cultivator might leave and come back at any time. The current situation was critical, and it was obviously not the time to covet treasures.

Song Wenwen wanted to leave the bloody token alone, but in an instant, he thought of a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

Shadow Gu flapped its wings and flew out, flying toward the blood token in the air.

After grabbing the bloody token, it headed east, which was completely different from the north where Song Wen fled.

If Xing Yixuan is greedy for secret treasures, she will most likely be lured away by the shadow Gu.

However, to Song Wen's disappointment, Xing Yixuan seemed to have a deep obsession with Tianling Pill, or perhaps her repeated failure to kill Song Wen made her hate Song Wen.

Xing Yixuan didn't even look at Shadow Gu and chased after Song Wen.

At the same time, she activated the wave flag and summoned several rapids, rushing towards Song Wen.

Looking at the rapids behind him and Xing Yixuan who was chasing closer and closer, three transparent sharp blades suddenly appeared between Song Wen's eyebrows.

The sharp blade swerved around Song Wen, then suddenly accelerated and shot towards Xing Yixuan in the rear.

The strength of Song Wen's spiritual consciousness increased to three after he advanced to the late stage of Jin Dan.

At the same time, he slowed down and allowed the rapids to sweep him up.

Several torrents instantly engulfed his figure, and then under the violent tearing of the torrents, Song Wen was instantly cut into pieces by five horses.

On the other side, Xing Yixuan saw the three sharp blades shooting out, and a trace of horror flashed in her eyes.

She never expected that Song Wen actually had the "Spirit Condensing Thorn" technique in his hands, and he also took the Tianling Pill and successfully practiced the second level of "Shen Concentrating Thorn".

Immediately, her expression became a little flustered again, and she hurriedly activated the animal bone magic weapon to protect her sea of ​​consciousness.

Two of the three sharp spiritual blades were blocked by the white light emitted by the animal bones. The power of the remaining blade was also greatly reduced and failed to cause any damage to Xing Yixuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

When the crisis was over, Xing Yixuan turned around and saw Song Wen being torn apart by the torrent.

Xing Yixuan's face lit up with joy, but the joy was fleeting and was replaced by deep suspicion.

With the methods Song Wen had shown previously, how could he be killed so easily?

Xing Yixuan thought, and the torrent receded.

There is no figure of Song Wen in front of me!

There was only a corpse that was torn into pieces!

Xing Yixuan was angry and a little shocked at the same time.

"This person has refined so many scapegoat puppets, isn't he afraid that his soul will be damaged? Does he still have a way to cultivate his soul?"

Just by what she saw with her own eyes, Song Wen had already used the scapegoat twice.

Xing Yixuan was shocked and angry, but she didn't give up. She scanned it with her spiritual sense.

She found that Song Wen had fled more than ten miles to the east and reached the Gu insect holding the bloody token.

Xing Yixuan was about to pursue eastward when she sensed that after Song Wen put away the Gu worms, his figure exploded into a ball of blood mist and disappeared from her range of perception.

Anger rose in her eyes, she stood up and looked east.

She subconsciously thought that Song Wen should have fled towards the east.

Surrounded by dense forests to the east, there is no trace of blood mist anywhere.

However, the reality was completely opposite to her guess.

At the foot of a mountain about one hundred and sixty miles west of the valley, Song Wen's figure suddenly appeared.

Song Wen took out two jade bottles, drank the essence and blood in them, and then used the "Blood Escape Technique" again.

When he appeared again, he was 350 miles west of the valley, in a small canyon.

At this time, the value of Song Wen's high price purchase of the map can be reflected.

Song Wen was familiar with the terrain near Fang Zhucheng, and could quickly find a secluded landing place in his mind, so that he could use the terrain and dense forests to cover up the blood mist exploded by the "Blood Escape Technique".

After taking another two bottles of blood essence, he quickly disguised himself and pretended to be an old man.

Then, he gathered his breath, walked through the dense forest, and continued to go west.

More than a thousand miles to the west is Fang Zhu City. There are many casual cultivators near Fang Zhu City. As long as he blends in among them, let alone Xing Yixuan, even if the entire Xing family is dispatched, they will not be able to find him.

More than half a quarter of an hour later, Song Wen arrived at the top of a mountain three hundred miles outside Fangzhu City.

Here, you can see casual cultivators traveling to and from Fangzhu City at any time.

He adjusted his breath, concealed his cultivation to the level of the late stage of Qi training, took out the flying boat, and swayed towards Fang Zhucheng.

As for Xing Yixuan, Song Wen never encountered her again. She might still be searching for her somewhere thousands of miles away.

When we walked into Fangzhu City, it was getting dark.

At this time, the magic conference has long ended, but people are still coming and going in Fangzhu City, and it is obvious that there are still many foreign monks who have not left.

On the southern edge of Fangzhu City, Song Wen found a cheap monk hotel and stayed in it.

midnight.

Song Wen, who was sitting on the couch adjusting his breath, suddenly felt a majestic spiritual consciousness descending on him.

This spiritual sense seemed to be searching for something, and it swept across quickly without making any pause.

"This is the spiritual consciousness of the Yuanying monk! Is it coming towards me? The Xing family wants to find out the murderer of Xing Liren?"

Song Wen secretly guessed in his heart.

He stood up suddenly and looked at the sky in shock.

It wasn't that he was making a fuss. The spiritual consciousness just now was undisguised. All the monks in the hotel sensed the existence of spiritual consciousness and looked up to the sky in astonishment.

It would have seemed a bit weird if he didn't express anything.

That night, Fang Zhucheng was not peaceful.

That spiritual sense repeatedly scanned the entire Nancheng several times.

Maybe something was discovered and a few battles broke out.

However, the strength gap between the two sides was huge, and the battle ended quickly.