Ling tripod

Zhao Yunhe suddenly felt a figure flash in front of him, and then two black lightnings came at an extremely fast speed, and he immediately cast a defensive light shield.

However, Zhao Yunhe underestimated the terror of this ultimate power of thunder.

The two magic thunders turned directly into two magic thunder needles, instantly tearing apart Zhao Yunhe's defense. Although the momentum was reduced by 70%, they still penetrated into Zhao Yunhe's eyes.

At the same time, a huge sound sounded in Zhao Yunhe’s ears:

"sad……"

At this moment, Chu Yan's evil intention of sadness was activated instantly.

This space was immediately filled with an extremely sad aura.

After reaching the stage of Zhao Yunhe's cultivation, he has experienced too many things in his tens of thousands of years, and the sad things among them are countless. Now, as soon as the demonic intention of sadness came out, countless sad images surged into Zhao Yunhe's mind, and a boundless feeling of desolation grew out of his heart.

The feeling of sadness greatly affected Zhao Yun and his whole mood, and he wanted to cry bitterly.

But Zhao Yunhe is, after all, a half-step strong man. He is much more tyrannical than the Jin Nail Brother and Dabi Brother that Chu Yan fought before. Even if he is affected by the evil intention of sorrow, he can still resist.

"Seven corpse puppets, transform!"

Zhao Yunhe instantly forcibly suppressed the two magic thunders that invaded his body, and seven copper nails flew out of his hands and penetrated directly into the seven heavenly spirits of the Yin Corpse.

The momentum of the seven Yin corpses suddenly increased, their green hair sprouted, they each tore off their left arms and turned them into flesh-and-blood knives, and they all attacked Chu Yan together.

The Yin Corpse of Qiju Dzogchen needs to be handled with caution.

"kill!"

Chu Yan's figure flashed, appeared directly in front of a Yin corpse, and punched out fiercely.

This punch contains the power of golden thunder.

"boom!"

Among the five elements of ultimate thunder, the golden thunder has the strongest effect on suppressing the ghosts of the Infernal Corpse. This punch also contains the power of Chu Yan's Thousand Dragons, which directly explodes the Infernal Corpse.

However, Chu Yan hid the power of the golden thunder in his fist. It would be too weird if someone saw that Chu Yan, a corpse cultivator, could control the golden thunder.

At the same time, Chu Yan's Demon of Time was used, and the corpse energy in the exploded Yin Corpse was condensed into a corpse ball.

At this moment, six other Yin corpses were already rushing towards Chu Yan.

The first Yin corpse was killed because of Zhao Yunhe's carelessness, and the second Yin corpse was killed because of a surprise attack. This third time it was not so easy.

There was a flash of light behind Chu Yan, and the God King's wings appeared. However, under the cover of the spiritual cauldron, it was still dark and there was no clue.

As soon as the God King's wings came out, Chu Yan's speed was absolutely unmatched by anyone under Wanxiang, and his artistic conception was even comparable to the early stage of Wanxiang.

"Bang bang bang..."

In the distance, everyone saw that Chu Yan turned into a stream of light, traveling between the six Yin corpses at extremely high speeds while sounds continued to be heard.

After about ten breaths.

Chu Yan's figure flew out, with seven corpse energy light balls floating in his hand.

"boom……"

At the same time, the six Yin corpses also collapsed directly.

With the speed of the God King's wings and the sharpness of the Demon of Time, these Inferi could only be sucked.

"Pfft...you..."

Zhao Yunhe spurted out a mouthful of blood. The Eight Corpse Puppet was refined by his mind. Now that it was destroyed, he was naturally seriously injured.

Chu Yan looked at Zhao Yunhe and said lightly: "If you have any other tricks, just use them!"

The onlookers were already frightened.

In the fight just now, the ghost lings used one after another to suppress Zhao Yunhe completely. Especially after the eight corpse puppets were activated, they all had the strength to ascend to the Great Perfection, and they were all destroyed.

That was the Yin Corpse that had ascended to Dzogchen. Even if it was not as good as a real Dzogchen cultivator, it was incredible to kill Qi Ju so easily.

The nine old men who had ascended to the Great Perfection were congratulating themselves in their hearts at this moment. They were stronger than the Yin Corpse, but not much stronger. This ghost killed the Yin Corpse so easily. If he had chosen to take action just now, he would probably have died on the spot. .

"Very good, you are lucky to die under this technique of mine, your natal fairy!"

At this moment, Zhao Yunhe roared loudly, and immediately, his natal fairy spirit appeared behind him.

This natal fairy has a huge mouth without any teeth. The parts with teeth are actually small snakes, which looks extremely weird.

The natal immortal spirit in the underworld ranks 627:

The mouth of the corpse snake!

The natal immortals of this level are not weak in the underworld.

"Oh? It's interesting!"

Chu Yan casually threw the seven corpse energy light balls he had just extracted directly towards Zhao Yunhe.

The seven corpse energy light balls turned into seven streams of light, exploded directly during flight, and bombarded out into a corpse energy storm.

"My natal magical power, Eat Yin!"

Under Zhao Yunhe's words, the mouth of his natal fairy suddenly opened, and strange ripples emitted from the mouths of the small snakes. These ripples combined to form a terrifying whirlpool, one of which was extremely huge. The suction force exploded.

The boundless corpse energy was instantly sucked into the mouths of Zhao Yun and the natal immortal spirit.

"What kind of magical power is this!"

"It can actually absorb Yin energy. This is simply the nemesis of my lineage of meditation!"

"How could such a thing happen!"

…

For a moment, the onlookers exclaimed.

Zhao Yunhe rarely used the magical power of his natal fairy, but this time he made a surprise move.

Every cultivator's natal fairy spirit breeds a natal magical power. This magical power is closely related to the strength of the natal fairy spirit. Of course, some cultivators with poor qualifications cannot breed magical powers even if they have their own natal fairy spirit. .

"Gui Ling, my magical power can swallow all Yin Qi. As a corpse cultivator, your cultivation is lower than mine. I am already in an invincible position!"

Zhao Yunhe laughed.

He asked himself that with this magical power, generally as long as his cultivation level did not exceed his own, he would not be his opponent, so he dared to fight so easily today.

"A natal fairy?"

When Chu Yan saw the situation, his face showed a slightly strange look.

Chu Yan has not yet had time to use and check the natal immortal spirits of other veins, but he is the most familiar with the natal immortal spirits of the corpse cultivator lineage. However, Chu Yan really doesn't know much about the so-called natal magical powers.

"Tong'er..."

Chu Yan spoke.

As he spoke, Yu Tong condensed out from behind him.

Yutong's eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and her whole person exuded a sense of coldness. This coldness was not the coldness above, but the coldness of the soul, the coldness of death.

What kind of natal fairy is this?

None of the many corpse cultivators present knew the natal immortal spirit in front of them, but in such a state, it was obviously the natal immortal spirit of Gui Ling. Looking at its aura, apart from being cold, it is not overwhelming at all, and it doesn't have any power at first glance.

They all knew about the rumors about Gui Ling. It was rumored that Gui Ling's natal fairy was just a rookie corpse at the beginning, and then it skyrocketed like crazy, but how could it eventually turn into such a bad natal fairy?

"Is this delicate female corpse your natal fairy? She looks pretty, but with this strength..."

Zhao Yunhe looked at the very good-looking woman in front of him, and couldn't help but show ridicule in his eyes.

"Do you have magical powers?"

At this moment, Chu Yan's soul power directly merged with Yu Tong. Yu Tong was the natal fairy, so Chu Yan naturally felt it.

At this moment, Chu Yan closed his eyes, feeling and feeling what the natal magical power contained in Yu Tong was?

"What, do you want to admit defeat? If you do, I will let you live today!"

Zhao Yunhe saw Chu Yan suddenly closed his eyes and said.

However, after three breaths, Chu Yan still said nothing. Zhao Yunhe had an angry look on his face and was about to speak.

At this moment, Chu Yan opened his eyes and slowly said: "My natal magical power, summon spirits!"

As soon as he said this, Yu Tongjian appeared beside Chu Yan behind him and waved his hand.

With this wave, light flashed in the void, and then a figure emerged.

Everyone was also very curious about Chu Yan, the mysterious natal immortal spirit, and all their eyes were focused on him at this moment.

However, the next moment, everyone almost laughed.

This is actually...

Rookie corpse!

After working on it for a long time, why did you call it such a resounding name as ‘summoning spirit’, and you actually summoned a rookie corpse!

For a moment, Zhao Yunhe laughed: "Haha, fellow Daoist Guiling, you bow your head and admit your mistake now, compensate for the loss of my Eight Corpse Puppet, and I will spare your life. It will not be easy for you to defeat me with your magical power!"

After Chu Yan used many methods, his murderous intention towards Chu Yan changed. In his opinion, although Chu Yan was not as good as him, he was not an ordinary person. If you make him anxious and fight for your life, even if you win, you won't get any good results, and you are more likely to offend Lord Corpse Lord, so you have the current idea.

At this moment, there was a hint of ridicule in everyone's eyes. Seeing the rookie's corpse, everyone knew that there was no suspense in this competition.

However……

Yu Tongsu waved his hand again.

"Buzz!"

The void shook, and another figure appeared.

This figure is a Level 2 Inferi!

No one could relax for a while, but this was just the beginning.

Yu Tongsu kept waving her hands, causing the void to vibrate continuously.

"Buzz buzz..."

Level 3 Inferi, Level 4 Inferi, Level 5 Inferi...

Level 13 Inferi!

And then, another figure appeared, this was...

The natal fairy in the underworld ranks 326th:

Leng Jue Ling Zhi!