Chapter 908 Yin Evil Blood Corpse

Author: Yaluo

The white-haired monk seemed to be well aware of the restrictions outside the stone peak. He stopped directly in front of the blue light curtain. He raised his hand and a fiery red transmission note shot into the light curtain.

Not long after, the blue light curtain suddenly flashed, and amid the roar, a crack slowly appeared.

Several people rushed in one after another without saying a word, and then the light curtain quickly closed as before.

No one noticed that two other faint shadows followed closely behind the last white-robed man and also flashed in. Not even the white-haired monk noticed anything unusual.

Inside the blue light curtain, several monks with respectful expressions stood in front of the white-haired man.

"Senior Fei, you are here. Alliance Leader Wan has important matters to deal with now. I hope that senior will go to the VIP Pavilion to rest for a night. Tomorrow, we will meet at Yunyan Palace with several other seniors." The speaker was a Sansan.

A strong man in his ten years old and in the Danjie stage, his expression was unusually respectful.

"What do you mean by this? Fei Mou was summoned in a hurry and asked me to meet him tomorrow when he got to the island. Did Leader Wan deliberately play tricks on me?" When the white-haired monk heard this, his face suddenly sank, and his tone was a little unkind.

Get up. In his words, there was no respect for Wan Tianming at all.

"There is absolutely no such thing. Alliance Leader Wan really has no time to clone himself now, and he definitely did not deliberately neglect Senior Fei!" The strong man's face turned pale and he explained hurriedly.

"Forget it, I will discuss this matter with him tomorrow. How many fellow Taoists are there on the island now? It seems that tomorrow is the final time for the summons, right?" The white-haired monk snorted coldly, and suddenly the topic changed and he asked.

"Well..." Cold sweat gradually broke out on the strong man's face, and he smiled awkwardly and said, "I really don't know this."

"I don't know? I don't dare to say it!" The white-haired monk sneered: "After several large sects were wiped out by monsters, how many people would still be willing to follow him? Humph! If they weren't reluctant to part with this spirit

"My pulse, Fei has already left long ago."

The strong man bowed his head, his face full of flattery, but he did not dare to answer a word.

Seeing this scene, the white-haired man sneered and was about to give an order. Suddenly, a pale and bloodless man standing behind him had a flash of blood in his eyes, and his body suddenly twisted in an incredible way, with his upper body like a python.

The ground was pulled out twice as long, and he threw down a foundation-building monk next to him, and bit the man's neck with the fangs growing out of his mouth, sucking out the essence and blood in big mouthfuls.

"Ah!" Several other foundation-building monks standing nearby were immediately frightened and backed away, and some even hurriedly showed off their protective weapons.

"Why panic? It's just that it's time for my demon corpse to drink blood again." The white-haired man suddenly glared at the low-level monks, and the guards were shocked and put away the magic weapons.

The white-haired monk then patted the storage bag on his waist with a slightly calm expression, and a bloody thumb pill shot out from the mouth of the bag. Then the man clicked on it, and the blood pill immediately shot towards the other white-haired monk.

The man in robe shot away.

The man opened his mouth numbly, swallowed the blood pill in one gulp, and continued to stand motionless.

On the other hand, another man in white robe still sucked the essence and blood of the guard, causing the tall man who was originally seven feet tall to shrink sharply amidst the crackling sound of bones. At the same time, his skin became extremely dry, as if

Old tree bark.

The white-haired monk looked at the scene coldly, without any intention of helping him. After the bitten person turned into a half-foot-long dwarf, he suddenly made a seal with one hand, and a bloody spell hit the blood-sucking person.

On men.

Suddenly the man's body trembled, and then he reluctantly let go of his fangs, and his body returned to normal.

A ray of red light shot out from the white-haired man's hand and hit the big man who turned into a dwarf.

After a "poof" sound, a ball of blood flames enveloped the foundation-building monk, turning him into nothing in the blink of an eye, leaving not even a trace of his soul behind.

"Take me to the VIP building." The white-haired man ordered the Danjie monk calmly, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Yes! Senior, please come with junior!" The strong man's face changed, and he quickly agreed with a smile, without even mentioning what happened just now.

Then, as he escaped from the light, he took two corpses of the white-haired monk and flew towards the top of the stone peak. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the high-altitude clouds and mist.

The other guardian monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage breathed a sigh of relief, and all showed expressions of lingering fear.

They didn't know that two invisible figures more than a hundred feet above their heads also saw this scene.

"It's really a Yin evil blood corpse! I didn't expect that there are actually people in the human world who sacrifice and refine this kind of demon corpse! I'm not afraid that the Yin evil spirit will eventually enter the body and end up losing my life!" Han Li muttered to himself in disbelief.

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Lu Yunze also touched his chin, with a thoughtful look on his face.

The Yin Evil Blood Corpse is a kind of demon corpse recorded in the corpse refining technique that Lu Yunze obtained from the old demon Qian. Han Li also borrowed it several times to strengthen the demon corpse body of his second Nascent Soul.

Although there is no real refining method, it is also mentioned that although this blood corpse is extremely powerful, the process of refining this corpse is too vicious. It is said that the refined blood corpse must be sacrificed with a corpse of the same bloodline as one's own.

Only in this way can the backlash of the blood corpse be suppressed with the help of the power of blood.

During the refining process, the soul of the corpse owner will be permanently trapped in the corpse and will never be reincarnated.

Although immortal cultivators generally do not pay as much attention to family ties as ordinary people, there are really not many people who can do such a cold-blooded thing. It is strange to say that even if there are some ruthless monks who really sacrifice and refine this kind of blood corpse, the outcome will be different.

They were so miserable that no one could live long.

It was easy for Lu Yunze to understand this. Anyone who could do such a thing must not have a normal psychology. He was either a psychopath or a murderer. It was perfectly normal for such a person to die unexpectedly.

What he cared about was another thing. With the white-haired monk's cultivation level and the help of these two Yin evil blood corpses, he could hold out for a while even against ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul monks.

And judging from the spiritual energy on his body and the blood flames he just displayed, I am afraid that this person's skills are also quite good. In this way, if there are two more ancient treasures on hand, similar to the three major monks in Tiannan

, even one-on-one may not necessarily be able to defeat this person.

Above the sea of ​​chaotic stars, there is indeed a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. But can a person with such great supernatural powers really succumb to the Wan Tianming?

Not to mention that Wan Tianming has not broken through the bottleneck yet, even if he does break through and advances to the late Nascent Soul stage, he may not be his opponent if he has time to stabilize his cultivation in the future.
Chapter completed!