Chapter 648

When Qingyan heard the sound of chickens, Fu Huabin's two legs outside moved.

Introducing evil spirit, refining the walking corpse in the realm is obviously much slower than refining the walking corpse in the magical realm.

But just one night, already light Yan is very satisfied!

Ordinary members of the Yin corpse sect have a strange image of refining walking corpses, especially in this field. When they appear, I'm afraid they will be shrouded by a strong evil spirit within a radius of ten miles.

But this situation will not happen to her.

It's not a good thing to have a strange image and emit a strong evil spirit, which will cause a lot of precious waste of evil spirit, and Chen Hao in the red blood sword will never allow this to happen.

Every time the sword owner uses the magic sword field, he will work hard to recover all the evil spirit!

As the spirit of the magic sword, "thrift and diligence" has been engraved in the soul of Chen Hao, and he has always adhered to it!

Holding the red blood sword, Qingyan sensed the relationship between the Red Blood Sword and the walking corpse.

"Get up!"

The walking corpse stood upside down, flew out of the urn, and then turned upside down, standing in an upright posture in front of Qingyan.

Qingyan observed the walking corpse and nodded with great satisfaction.

Now, although she has not broken through to the field, she has the strength of the strong in the field.

The walking corpse knocked open the wall of the abandoned house and walked out first, followed by Qingyan.

Yesterday, two ordinary people who were stunned by her lie in the messy grass in the window, with dew hanging on their bodies, and haven't woken up yet.

Qingyan didn't care about them. She looked at a touch of white in the sky and whispered, "I hope they didn't stop!"

After killing Fu Huabin in the field of magic sword yesterday, she spent the whole night refining walking corpses. She didn't know what the situation was in the battlefield.

She only occasionally heard the sound in the distance and the tremor from the earth, and then she couldn't feel anything.

The battle between the strong in the field cannot be limited to a small place, unless it is a so-called duel!

"Master Jianling, can you sense it?"

"There is no realm warrior in the sensing range!"

Qingyan hesitated for a moment, looked for a direction, found a battlefield yesterday, and then followed the obvious traces left by the battlefield.

After chasing for two hours, she found the body of a strong man in the field.

The corpse's clothes were ragged, not stiff, and his body was still bleeding. His eyes were wide open and looked forward. Looking at the complex veins on his clothes, which belonged to Liang Pingguo alone, Qingyan probably guessed his identity.

Then she lay on the ground, put her ear to the ground, and heard the tremor of the ground, which was the direction the corpse's eyes looked at.

In the southern region, any strong person in the field is the top genius of their era, integrating luck and talent!

They are the real sea god needles of every force!

In the eyes of Southern warriors, they are no different from gods.

But in such a short time, Qingyan witnessed the fall of two strong players in the field, and even participated in it.

Perhaps, the number of strong players in this war will exceed the number of first-hand players!

"It's a pity that those who are strong in these fields..."

Pity?

Chen Hao feels that Qingyan is a bit of a cat crying a mouse - false compassion.

In a word, this chaotic battle between the strong in the field was secretly facilitated by her, although the time was much earlier!

Qingyan quickly smoothed the old man's space ring, put his body away, and then continued to follow the traces of the war.

Half an hour later, Qingyan finally came near the battlefield. She didn't dare to approach, but asked softly:

"Is this an opportunity? Lord Jianling?"

"The other party has been seriously injured, and there is something wrong with the walking corpse on his hand, and he is fighting with a strong player in the field. He can get close!"

"Good!"

When Qingyan arrived at the battlefield, he just saw the fall of a strong man in the field.

The strong man in the field of Yin corpse sect stood on the sky, laughing, waved at the falling body, and the body flew to him.

"Lu Jiangang, you old bastard, finally fell into my hands!" The strong man of Yin corpse sect laughed, "hum, do you think you can escape?"

There is no doubt that the fallen strong man in the realm is not the strong man of the royal family of Liang Ping.

Seeing this scene, Qingyan has no hope for Liang Pingguo!

Due to the premature disclosure of the news, the strong members of the Yin corpse sect almost poured out and caught Liang Pingguo unprepared.

When the strong in other fields contacted by Liang Pingguo had not arrived, they became the weak side.

In this case, a group of other top forces invited by Liang Shuyuan will definitely not fight with the strong ones of the Yin corpse sect with their lives!

As long as the situation is not right and the situation is not good, these invited to deal with the strong of the Yin corpse sect must be the first to escape!

Before approaching, Qingyan asked Chen Hao and learned that the other party was a strong man in the early stage of the field. There was only a walking corpse around him. The walking corpse was seriously injured and his evil spirit was very unstable!

After Qingyan got close, he also found that the walking corpse was badly injured and lost an arm.

The strong man of the Yin corpse sect even killed two strong men of the same level, which was also uncomfortable. His body was full of scars, and there was a fresh scar of flesh and blood eversion on his face. The scar was drawn from his left eye to his right face, and his nose completely disappeared, revealing the broken skull, and the eyeball in his left eye socket also disappeared.

Look at that scar. I don't know who cut his head in half with a sword!

Obviously, the two dead strong men in the field still didn't make this strong man of the Yin corpse sect feel better.

If Qingyan didn't read it wrong last night, the remaining strong man of the Yin corpse sect was not only seriously injured, but also completely discarded a walking corpse!

The Yin corpse sect sent a total of four people, and Qingyan remembered it clearly.

In front of the strong man of the Yin corpse sect, there were two corpses in the realm at that time!

As soon as Qingyan appeared, he attracted the attention of the strong men of the Yin corpse sect. He didn't say anything, but glanced at Qingyan. Then the field walking corpse behind him seemed to have received instructions and rushed directly at her.

Most of the demon warriors are in this style.

If it was yesterday, after using the magic sword field, Qingyan's first reaction to seeing the corpse in the field must be running!

But now... She's not afraid!

As soon as Qingyan patted the body bag, Fu Huabin's body stood in front of Qingyan.

The dark field was launched instantly, and the boundless darkness enveloped the whole land. By the way, the corpse rushed over was completely wrapped.

Seeing this with his own eyes, the Yin corpse sect looked at the walking corpse that suddenly disappeared in front of him with his mouth wide open and his face unbelievable!

"How can this be possible? Is that an old ghost?"

These strong men in the realm of the Yin corpse sect who like to kill people and dig and collect the bodies of the strong may never dream that their bodies will one day be refined into walking corpses by a layman