The left space, the right thunder method, the wish of immortality is in the heart

"Brother Li doesn't know something. What this ghost monk likes most is to refine the souls of monks into ghost soldiers so that they cannot re-enter reincarnation.

As for some monks who were very powerful in battle during their lifetime, they would be transformed into refined corpses by these ghosts.

Ordinary monks in the Qi refining stage will be refined into armored corpses.

Monks in the foundation building stage will be refined into bronze armored corpses.

Golden elixir stage monks will be refined into silver-armored corpses. "

After hearing Shen Mengyi's popular science, Li Xun looked at the silver-armored corpse walking out of the coffin and became curious.

After the silver-armored corpse came out, it did not immediately kill the three-eyed wind wolf. Instead, it looked back at the ghost cultivator named Qiao.

Although the ghost cultivator surnamed Qiao is also a fake elixir cultivator, he is not a golden elixir cultivator after all. When he was stared at by the silver-armored corpse with golden elixir cultivation, he trembled instantly and quickly hit the blood-colored talisman paper in front of him and fired several spells in succession. .

Only then could he barely control the silver-armored corpse, but he could only barely control it.

One person and one corpse, they were deadlocked in place, unable to do anything to the other party.

In the end, the ghost cultivator was cruel and took out a dark elixir, swallowed it in his belly, and then spat out a mouthful of black blood, gradually gaining the upper hand.

The sword cultivator turned around, looked at the three-eyed wind wolf, drew out the long sword from behind, threw it into the air, and then fired several spells in succession.

There was originally one long sword in the air, but it turned into seven.

The swordsman repaired the silver-armored corpse, and with one slight move, the seven long swords instantly shot towards the three-eyed wind wolf.

The last one turned into a size of three feet in mid-air and slashed towards the waist of the three-eyed wind wolf.

Li Xun was shocked when he saw this, because this swordsman could not only use spells, but also the magical power of giant swordsmanship.

It was infinitely better than the ghost cultivation methods he knew.

“Brother Li, why don’t we retreat.

The corpse-refining ghost cultivators are not those novice ghost soldiers.

This silver-armored corpse can retain at least [-]% of its combat power during life, and this silver-armored corpse is not only an extremely rare sword cultivator, but also a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

Not only does he retain the fighting consciousness he had during his lifetime, but he can also use magic weapons, spiritual weapons, spells, and magical powers.

As long as he is willing, you and I are afraid that we will lose our lives if we cannot survive three moves. "

Li Xun shook his head slightly, expressing his willingness not to retreat.

After practicing the concept of recognizing flowers in the mist, his spiritual consciousness is twice that of ordinary monks.

The spiritual consciousness of ordinary fake alchemy monks is only ninety-nine feet at most, but Li Xun's is one hundred and ninety-eight feet.

In other words, on the battlefield more than a hundred feet away, as long as Li Xun is willing, he can activate the two-meter lightning technique in an instant.

When the three-eyed wind wolf in the distance saw the silver-armored corpse of the sword repairman, all the hair on his body exploded, making him look even bigger.

He wanted to use this to scare away the sword-cultivating silver-armored corpse.

A series of wind blades were sprayed out from the mouth, and each wind blade was comparable to a full blow from the fake alchemy monk.

It's a pity that these flying swords are the methods of serious golden elixir monks.

Even if all these wind blades hit, the two flying swords at the front will be shattered and disappear into spiritual energy.

At this moment, the three-eyed wind wolf suddenly became panicked and turned into an afterimage and ran towards the distance.

It is fast, and the sword repairing the silver-armored corpse is even faster.

Sword cultivators are rare among monks. They wield swords with their own bodies, and their speed ranks among the top in the Golden Core Stage.

Almost in an instant, the silver-armored sword cultivator, who advanced hand in hand with the three-eyed wind wolf, shouted softly, "Sleepy."

The three-eyed wind wolf was trapped in place by a chain composed entirely of inch-long swords that suddenly appeared.

And the three-foot-long giant sword followed closely behind, trying to cut the three-eyed wind wolf into two pieces from the waist.

Seeing this, Feng Lang raised his eyes, opened and closed them again, and appeared in the distance.

The silver-armored swordsman was stunned for a moment, then turned into a ray of light and appeared next to the three-eyed wind wolf.

With both hands making a hand gesture, a small sword about an inch long was thrust into the vertical eye. The three-eyed wind wolf was so frightened that he quickly tilted his head to avoid it.

At this moment, the three-foot-long giant sword suddenly cut the three-eyed wind wolf into two pieces.

With another dig, the demon elixir in Feng Lang's head was taken out by the silver-armored swordsman.

Watching the sword cultivator's silver-armored corpse walk into the coffin, the ghost cultivator surnamed Qiao took out the silver talisman and stuck it on the coffin.

Only then did he feel relieved. With a pale face, he put the coffin into the storage bag and played with the warm demon elixir in his hand.

The ghost cultivator surnamed Kong walked up to the ghost cultivator surnamed Qiao tremblingly, raised his hands and said.

"Thank you so much, fellow Daoist Qiao, for saving my life."

Just when he raised his head, a thin black needle flew out of his mouth and pierced the chest of Gui Xiu named Qiao.

The ghost cultivator surnamed Qiao was shocked. He covered his chest with one hand and shook the ghost flag with the other, summoning four ghost soldiers to surround him. His feet were also shining with special ghost energy. In the blink of an eye, he retreated to more than ten feet away.

"Old Gou Kong, I saved your life, and you did this to me."

"Humph~ Yes, so what."

The proud tone did not sound like it came from the mouth of the trembling and frightened ghost cultivator surnamed Kong a few breaths ago.

"When you die, I will turn you into an iron-armored corpse, and then take your silver-armored corpse as my own. This incomplete secret realm is mine, Kong Hui's."

"Are you not afraid that the Supreme Elder will use soul-searching methods on you and then turn you into a human lamp?" Qiao Guixiu, surnamed Guixiu, cursed loudly.

"Don't think that because you are a descendant of the Supreme Elder, I am afraid of you.

You have a backer, and Kong naturally has a backer. As long as I can take back all the medicinal materials from this incomplete secret realm, I, the ancestor of the Kong family, can also take that step. "

After saying that, the ghost cultivator surnamed Kong opened his mouth again, sprayed out dozens of tiny black needles, and then actually took out a gourd that glowed with lightning.

A ghost cultivator took out a spiritual weapon gourd shining with blue lightning, which made Li Xun look at it for a moment.

"Fairy Shen, this ghost cultivator can also control the power of lightning. Aren't they afraid of backlash?"

Fairy Shen said lightly.

"Ordinary ghost cultivators will naturally be counterattacked, but this ghost cultivator does not directly control the thunder and lightning gourd. It seems that he uses a bracelet magic weapon on his hand to temporarily mobilize the spiritual energy in the thunder attribute spirit stone to control the thunder and lightning. gourd."

Li Xun looked again and found a bracelet filled with three thunder-attribute spiritual stones on the opponent's arm.

While Li Xun was just shocked, Qiao Guixiu was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

"Go to hell, fellow Daoist Qiao."

After saying that, a lightning pillar poured out from the mouth of the gourd, instantly knocking the four ghost soldiers in front of Qiao Guixiu into flying ash, and then rushed towards the face of Qiao Guixiu.

The ghost cultivator surnamed Qiao held out a pitch-black skull shield in front of him, but it was of no use after all.

After a moment and a half, it turned into fragments, and the lightning penetrated the chest of Gui Xiu named Qiao.

"Hahaha, the sword cultivator's silver-armored corpse is mine."

Gui Xiu, surnamed Kong, happily ran over to take off the storage bag from Gui Xiu, surnamed Qiao, but he never thought that a blue thunderbolt fell from his head.

This cyan thunder and lightning still contains a little bit of black gold, and its power is even more surprising.

With just one blow, the ghost cultivator surnamed Kong was reduced to charcoal.

After finishing all this, before Shen Mengyi could recover from the shock in her heart, Li Xun turned into an afterimage and put all the storage bags of several people in his palm.