God of Killing

In the spacious stone hall, there was a gloomy and cold air. Wisps of white corpse energy turned into ghost faces, circling around the stone pillars in the hall, as if the ghosts carved on the stone pillars were resurrected.

Five oil lamps hang on the stone walls of the stone hall. The lights are green and dim, giving people the illusion that they can be extinguished at any time.

Directly in front of the stone wall, in a dark corner, stood a solitary figure.

The man's eyes were dull, his body was tall, and his body was full of yin energy, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

As soon as he entered the stone palace, Shi Yan couldn't help but frown. His consciousness spread, but he didn't find the slightest fluctuation of life, not a trace of soul breath.

No one alive.

The person standing numbly in front was just a corpse slave. His face was pale and his limbs were stiff. He shouldn't be of a high level.

When it saw Shi Yan and his group coming in, it slowly moved and rotated a hidden grid in the corner. With a "squeaking" sound, the bluestone slab in front of Shi Yan suddenly shrank and sank into the earth, and was restrained by some kind of mechanism formation. Moving, they slowly combined and condensed, forming a stone staircase leading to the bottom.

The corpse slave was still standing in the corner blankly, without a trace of human emotion, and did not look at the stone rock. Its duty seemed to be just to open the stone steps leading to the ground.

Shi Yan's expression remained unchanged, he nodded towards the three people behind him, Yi Tianmo, and muttered: "Pretend to be a ghost."

Immediately, he slowly stepped onto the bluestone steps and went deeper into the ground step by step, wanting to see what was weird below.

Although the Corpse God Sect is mysterious and unpredictable, and the secret techniques they practice are also very evil and scary, Shi Yan is not too afraid. After all, Yi Tianmo and the other three are also in the divine realm. Although the physical strength of the three of them is not as strong as that of normal gods. Realm warriors, but their understanding of the soul is deeper than that of ordinary warriors of the divine religion.

During the battle, when the three of them joined forces, no god-level warrior could easily win. He believed that even a god-level warrior who was one level higher than the three of them would flee in embarrassment under the combined efforts of the three of them.

The powerful suppressive power of the soul is sometimes much more terrifying than a direct bombardment of the physical body.

With Yi Tianmo and the other two people protecting him behind him, not to mention that this is just a temporary residence for the Corpse God Sect, even he is the head teacher of the Corpse God Sect, and he is unambiguous.

Step by step, he entered the ground, tens of feet deep, but Shi Yan still didn't see a trace of light.

Fortunately, Na Yi Tianmo and the others were always behind him, so he didn't panic at all. He just secretly spread his consciousness to sense the changes around him and gain insight into the breath of life below.

"tread!"

Down to earth, in the dark space where I couldn't see my fingers, a faint green light suddenly appeared. The green light was like a will-o'-the-wisp, suspended in the void, scattered and dim, like a ghost quietly watching the surroundings.

A gloomy and icy chill suddenly and unconsciously escaped into his body, trying to penetrate into his body.

With a cold smile, Shi Yan directly activated the hot and fiery energy of the sun essence remaining in his body. The fiery energy quietly passed through the body, burning away all the coolness that had penetrated the body.

"Peng!"

A ball of green will-o'-the-wisp suddenly rose up right in front.

After the will-o'-the-wisp was lit, green flames continued to appear all around. In just a few breaths, there were eighteen green little lamps in all directions. The wicks were erratic, and the flames spread and gradually spread out. This huge cellar was illuminated.

The coffins were arranged neatly, lying quietly in the cellar.

From each coffin, there was a thick flow of corpse energy overflowing. Wisps of pale corpse energy were like the tentacles of a corpse slave, flying randomly in the cellar, as if they were trying to catch something.

Wisps of corpse aura slowly drifted toward Shi Yan.

Shi Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly shouted coldly: "Come out!"

The scorching flames from the thousand-year earth core fire suddenly burst out from his body. In just an instant, Shi Yan's body became a kind of fire, and clusters of red flames extended from his body like the branches of a big tree. Come on.

The wisps of entangled corpse aura were burned to ashes in the "chichi" white smoke before they really got close to him. Not a single shred of corpse aura could truly penetrate his body.

One after another, figures suddenly fell from a certain opening above the head and landed on the coffins in the cellar one by one.

Qing Ming, the leader of the Corpse God Cult, who was wearing a loose black robe and a ferocious mask with green face and fangs, looked at the coffin in front of him. His pair of green eyes turned around Shi Yan and said quietly: "You are Yang family?"

Yin Hai was on the coffin on Qingman's left side, secretly looking at Shi Yan with cold and sinister eyes.

"That's right." Shi Yan nodded indifferently, closed his eyes and secretly sensed it, then suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the two Yin wood coffins under Yin Hai, and said with a smile: "I came here because I have some relationship with the corpses in these two coffins. Fate. When I first arrived at Sun Island, these two heavenly corpses were calling me, and I followed their calls to find them here."

"It's really you!"

Yin Hai's color suddenly changed, his face darkened, and he said with a ferocious smile: "You kid, you used some method to confuse my heavenly corpses at No. 93 Burial Ground, so that my two heavenly corpses turned against me. People went on a killing spree, but they protected you from the place where the corpses were buried. Now that you have come to the island, you want to use my two corpses, right? Hehe, as the master today, I am on the island. I want to see how you can shake my control power!"

“Yinhae shut up!”

Qing Ming shouted in a low voice, first stopped Yin Hai from chattering, and then looked at Shi Yan with solemn eyes, and said coldly: "In that place where corpses were buried, these two heavenly corpses were really tormented by you. You don't want to obey Elder Yin Hai's orders, wake up from silence, and act according to your wishes?"

Shi Yan thought for a moment, then nodded and said lightly: "Not bad."

Clusters of tiny flames suddenly flashed through Qingman's turquoise eyes. The flames seemed to have some kind of spiritual surname, and could actually echo the corpse energy here, and had the effect of controlling the corpse energy in all corpse slaves.

"rise!"

Qing Ming turned his head and gave Yin Hai a cold look.

Yin Hai flew up according to his words and landed on the Yin wood coffin of an elder beside him. The two Yin wood coffins he was originally in were pulled by unknown forces and suddenly flew out of thin air. Under the white corpse aura Under the wind, it slowly flew to the front of Shi Yan and suddenly landed on the ground.

The leader of the Corpse God Cult, Qing Ming, stretched out his left hand wearing a white glove, pointed at the two Yin wooden coffins in the distance, and shouted quietly with a special wave of tone: "Come out."

"boom!"

The lids of the two Yin wooden coffins suddenly flew up. The two corpses that Shi Yan had seen in the burial place No. 93, one male and one female, just sat upright in a daze, with empty pupils. There are no mood swings, and the body is stiff and cold, like a puppet, giving people a feeling of being always under control.

Shi Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Are these two heavenly corpses you have seen before?" Qing Ming asked quietly.

Nodding, Shi Yan said: "Yes, but these two heavenly corpses seem to be suppressed by some kind of force, and the active breath in their bodies has also been sealed. Now they are just dolls in your hands. , I completely obey your command and cannot have the slightest thought of resistance."

"Young man has extraordinary vision." Qing Ming smiled strangely, his laughter was like a ghost crying, extremely unpleasant to hear.

Amidst the chilling laughter, the green color in the eyes of Qing Ming, the leader of the Corpse God Cult, became heavier and heavier. Clusters of green flames the size of fingers suddenly flew out from the depths of his eyes. The green flames, the corpse energy condensed a hundred times, gave people a thrilling and strange aura, and slowly flew towards the two sky corpses sitting upright.

"Bi Jue Corpse Fire!"

At this moment, the black ice cold flame in the blood pattern ring suddenly sent out a message, "This is one of the heavenly fires, ranking ninth. Once a living being is exposed to this kind of corpse fire, the corpse fire will invade the blood cells of the body. It will mutate and become a terrible corpse slave, controlled by the corpse fire."

Shi Yan's heart trembled, and he unexpectedly took three steps back, secretly condensing all kinds of defensive power in his body, and beware that Qing Ming, the leader of the Corpse God Cult, would suddenly move the Bijue Corpse Fire, one of the Heavenly Fires. Come towards him for a moment.

Qing Ming's green eyes flashed with a strange meaning, as if he saw Shi Yan's taboo.

The clusters of green flames, under his control, slowly flew out and disappeared within the bodies of the two sitting corpses.

As soon as the Bijue corpse fire entered the two celestial corpses, the two celestial corpses, one male and one female, slowly regained their breath. The suppressed power in their bodies was thawed little by little. The bodies that originally seemed stiff, It also seems to be more flexible.

"Boy, is the fire in your body one of the heavenly fires?" Qing Ming didn't even look at the two heavenly corpses. Instead, he focused on Shi Yan, "Among the scorching flames, there is also something called "Sky Fire". The kind of fire that comes from the sun like that of Shen Tang Yuannan, what kind of fire does yours belong to?"

"I know you have Bijue Corpse Fire." Shi Yan frowned, and secretly used his soul to communicate with Yi Tianmo and the other three, warning them of the power of Bijue Corpse Fire, and then said in a deep voice: "As a member of the Corpse God Sect, The leader possesses the Bijue Corpse Fire and has mastered various corpse-control secrets of the Corpse God Sect. It seems that many people have underestimated his true cultivation level."

"That's true." Qing Ming was not modest and smiled strangely, "Although the flames on your body are quite extraordinary, you may have the ability to fight against my corpse fire, but it's a pity that your cultivation level is too low. , can't really control it, so I can easily control you, do you believe it?"

"Xin." Shi Yan nodded, and then said sarcastically: "But you can't do it."

"Can't do it?" The green flames in Qing Ming's eyes danced, and a thick cold air flew out from the pores in his body.

At the same time, the cold air also began to leak out from the bodies of Yi Tianmo and the other three.

Hundreds of thousands of soul auras from Yi Tianmo and the three people spurted out in an instant, like a torrent of river water, suddenly covering all the leaders of the Corpse God Sect.

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(To be continued)