Hundreds of corpses had just formed a formation and were protected by the Seven Spirit Taoist Man, and suddenly soared into the sky. The Seven Spirit Taoist Man reacted first and was furious in an instant.

"Ye Xuan, return Shilan to me." The Qiling Taoist shouted loudly, and two pieces of sunken wood appeared under his feet, one by one, and stepped up in the air, without caring about hundreds of corpses, and chased the sword.

Ye Xuan hid in the abandoned and broken house, controlling the big sword from afar. At this moment, the Seven Spirit Taoist was in chaos, and his mind was all on his Shilan. When the big sword flew there, he chased him.

“Good opportunity.”

The whisk in the middle-aged Taoist nun's hand transformed into a whisk, extending thousands of silk threads. After more than a thousand silk threads, they all flashed with gold and iron luster. It was normal to cut gold and cut jade, and it was rolled over the sky and the earth to hundreds of corpses.

The other twelve Yin Gods also seized the opportunity and controlled hundreds of corpses to fight the enemy when the Seven Spirits Taoist people were normal. Even if the twelve of them joined forces, they would not be able to gain much advantage.

But now it's different. The Seven Spirit Taoist was completely crazy, chasing the sword everywhere with red eyes. Under the powerful attack of a group of Yin Gods, hundreds of corpses fell down in pieces, their heads exploded, and blood flew everywhere, and they didn't even have time to self-destruct.

"Boom." The great sword fell to the ground, and its position was unbiased, just between the twelve Yin Gods.

The Seven Spirit Taoist ignored him, with only his Shilan in his eyes, and his deep affectionate eyes. He followed the great sword and fell into the encirclement of the Yin gods.

"This person has excellent talent. He has reached the twelve levels of Qi training at a young age and has broken through to his body."

"It's pitiful and hateful. How many people die at his hands. If they don't kill this person, more people will become corpses." Yin Qi swept across the center, and the whistling of the Yin wind, all the Yin magic and magic weapons, as well as the power of magic weapons, hit the center and the sword.

With just two rounds of attacks, even though the Seven Spirit Taoist cultivated into the bronze corpse realm, his body was extremely strong and he was seriously injured. The big sword he was holding tightly was damaged by half.

The outside of the sword body was cracked, and some fragments were removed, revealing half of the crystal layer. Through the crystal layer, everyone could see at a glance that there was a female corpse with a beautiful face inside the sword.

"It's just a female corpse, but she's really confused. "The middle-aged Taoist nun looked contemptuous and felt disgusted.

In the crystal layer, the female corpse in the palace dress is still stunning, with rosy cheeks not like a dead person. Although she is still motionless, she still gives people a sense of indescribability. The female corpse's eyes are closed and her eyelashes are long and curved, which is very beautiful.

The Seven Spirit Taoist tried his best to activate his cultivation and tried to put the sword in the storage bag. However, from the material to the prohibition, all of this sword was refined by Ye Xuan himself and controlled by the heart. He could not refine it in a short time.

The twelve Yin Gods, plus the middle-aged Taoist nun and Fu Yanjie's outstanding actions, fourteen out-of-body cultivators joined forces, and several more rounds of magic fell.

The bones of the upper body of the Qi Ling Taoist were completely cracked, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and a large amount of viscous blood flowed out. The bright red was filled with a hint of blue, which was extremely sticky, emitting fluctuations of spiritual power.

As his blood filled with spiritual power flowed, his powerful aura quickly weakened, but he still refused to let go.

"Shilan, Shilan, there is a promising man, no one can hurt you..." The Qiling Taoist's breath was depressed, he coughed up blood in his mouth, and he lay on the big sword, and saw that he could not survive.

He has copper skin and iron bones, a copper corpse body, and it is difficult to break the external magic. Unfortunately, his body is still weak. At this moment, all his internal organs were shaken to pieces, and his eyes became more and more blurred.

I don’t know if I had an illusion, but when his eyes turned black, the moment when his consciousness fell into darkness, the female corpse in the crystal layer and the long and pretty eyelashes trembled faintly.

"Shilan..." The moment before his death, the Qiling Taoist smiled softly and had a deep look of joy in his eyes.

Seeing that the seven spirit Taoist fell to the ground after being killed, the fourteen spiritual consciousnesses scanned over, their vitality was cut off, their breath was gone, and the five internal organs in their body were shattered, and they could not die any more.

Only then did everyone feel relieved and mobilized their spiritual power to divide the flesh and blood of the corpse. One was to give a task, and the other was to have sufficient spiritual power in the copper corpse realm and its skin was indestructible, which was an excellent material for refining weapons.

While these people were busy dismembering the corpses, Ye Xuan had already touched the old nest of the Qiling Taoist. In the dark and cold cellar, dozens of corpses were lying across. These corpses remained silent and were all corpses that had failed to transform.

Ye Xuan's eyes glanced into the cellar and soon frozen it in the corner of the bottom floor of the cellar. There were a total of seventeen jars, all of which were half a person tall. The extremely rich spiritual marrow and spiritual energy spread out from it.

"So that's it." Ye Xuan glanced at him in a hurry, had no time to look at him, and swept his sleeves and all of them were wrapped in his storage bag.

Ye Xuan had the answer to the question in his previous mind. It is not surprising that the seven-spirit Taoist master's cultivation level has broken through to the out-of-body stage. This person has excellent talent and is a cultivator at the twelve level of Qi training.

It is rare for the physical cultivation. Without a large amount of cultivation resources, it is impossible to reach the copper corpse realm in just one year, and hundreds of corpses are transformed into one go, resulting in the joint efforts of more than a dozen out-of-body cultivation realm, which makes it difficult for him to take him down.

If it weren't for the weakness of the Seven Spirits Taoist, Ye Xuan was holding it in his hands, even if everyone could win one, it would be difficult to truly leave the Seven Spirits Taoist.

"This female corpse is mentioned in the mission. I think it is the immortal corpse worshipped by the Corpse Refining Sect for all generations."

"Once we just came into contact with this sword, most of the magic will disappear for no reason. I see that the sword body is made of Fanfan, with our cultivation level, it is impossible for us to only break some fragments."

"This matter is simple, why not try again." Everyone discussed it, and several of the Yin Gods used Yin God magic and tried one by one.

After trying, as expected, their guesses came true, and their magic could not even break the crystal layer. The Yin God magic fell on it, no matter how strong or weak it was, it was instantly annihilated, as if it was swallowed up.

Seeing this, everyone's eyes were lit. Fu Yanjie coughed dryly and said with a smile: "This treasure has a master. I can complete the task this time and successfully kill the seven-spirit Taoist. I am also resistant to this magic weapon of fellow Taoist Ye."

The twelve Yin Gods all flashed their eyes and did not speak. They just laughed at Yan Jie's words. The middle-aged Taoist nuns secretly used their cultivation to try to refine the great sword that was close to them.

With a bang, the door of the broken house was kicked away, and Ye Xuan's figure walked out. Each of the eleven prohibitions set on the sword was carved by him. In just a short while, seven restrictions had been refined.

Ye Xuan knew that he could not be good anymore. There was no morality among strange monks. Cultivators were not bound by secular morality. With the opportunity, there were many people who did not recognize others in a blink of an eye.

The three rays of Yang Shen True Fire in the body moved, and a wisp suddenly appeared. Ye Xuan sneered in his heart. The three rays of Yang Shen True Fire that he had just obtained were worried that there was no place to try the power.

"Brother Fu, you retreat aside." Ye Xuan said in a voice transmission to Fu Yanjie.

Fu Yanjie showed shame. He had known Ye Xuan for a while and was quite close to each other and could not talk about it. In this beheading mission, Ye Xuan was clearly the party who contributed the most, but now he had to covet his magic weapon. Fu Yanjie could do nothing else.

"You all want my magic weapon?" Ye Xuan strode with a smile on his lips, bloody clothes appearing on his body, his momentum rises step by step, ice and fire intertwined, and a destructive force spread out from under his feet.

Once upon a time, he had the only way to escape in front of the Yin God. Now, the late stage of body refining copper sheet and iron bones, the ten levels of Qi training are perfected. With the mystery of the All-Everything Sutra, whether it is the strength of spiritual consciousness or the real combat power, he will not be worse than the early stage of ordinary out-of-body out-of-body stage.

"Why did you say that your magic weapon come from? The immortal corpse comes from the Corpse Refining Sect."

"We have different origins, and we all came from the beheading mission. The immortal corpse should be included in the income from the mission and anyone can take it away."

Ye Xuan grinned, and no more nonsense. He would not waste his words and betray these people. He just wanted to do something.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!