Yi Heng has experienced a soul snatch, and the whole purple house almost becomes the nest of others. He dare not take risks again.

"Elder martial brother, if we go through a separate passage, we can get more treasures." Qiu Xiyin saw one friar after another entering the void passage with stars in his eyes.

"No way." Yi Heng didn't want to think about it. She refused immediately. Today is the seventh day after she wakes up, and she will be in a coma for three days.

No matter how important the treasure is, how can she be important?

Although Qiu Xiyin was rejected, he had a happy look on his face, but at the same time he felt sad.

"Xiyin, don't think so much. I would not come here without you." He naturally knew that she thought of herself as a drag again.

"Mm-hmm, after going out, we'll go and find the medicine for the soul, OK?"

"That's for sure. No matter where there is, elder martial brother must snatch it as well."

Thinking of snatching, he immediately reacted to it. Where is the crisis in the fairyland? It's better to let go of it than to be hesitant.

At once, Qiu Xiyin rose from the sky and flew to the void passage on the top.

Just at this moment, a figure came in, and immediately flew into the sky without thinking about it.

After perceiving his track, Yi Heng is surprised and angry. Unexpectedly, a monk rushes to the passage at the critical moment.

Staring at him, the thin and frail monk with a pale complexion had a breath of death on his body, and his eyes looked at him coldly, showing a trace of surprise.

Obviously, I didn't expect him to fly there.

After a breath, the three shadows will meet in the air.

The empty passage is more than ten meters in size. Naturally, it can accommodate three people to enter together. But the question is, how can I hold it in my heart?

The thin friar saw that they were really in the same passage with him. With a cold hum and a wipe of his left hand, a figure suddenly appeared beside him and immediately attacked Yi Heng.

Yi Heng's heart is more shocked, when can the storage bag take people?

But before he had time to think about it, a smell of corpse first burst into his nose. He immediately realized that this was not a living person, this was a corpse.

"Bang." A sound, that corpse flies too fast, he only has time to sacrifice the ancient book magic weapon, block in front of the chest, the corpse double palms have already hit.

He and Qiu Xiyin suddenly flew back for dozens of Zhang.

"Burning wild family?" He cautiously called out in a low voice. In the southwest China, there is no family without the burning wild family in Yangzhou, Northwest China.

At the time of ruining mountain, I met with the younger brother of the burning wild family. The younger brother was a monk of Zhuji dayuanman, but he was carrying the body refining of the early golden elixir.

This person is in the later stage of the golden elixir. So the body refining must be above Yuanying. No wonder it is so powerful.

"Get out of here. Get out of the way." The thin friar was even more emaciated than a very strong corpse beside him, but his words were extremely arrogant.

Yi Heng's face was gloomy, and he felt that Qiu Xiyin was sweating in his small hands. After all, he was afraid of seeing such a body for the first time.

It's just that he will never enter any other passageway, because after entering, he has never seen anyone come out.

This shows that there is only one chance, once selected, you can't go back.

Thinking of this, he gave a low smile and pinched Qiu Xiyin's small hand. "I've heard that the children of the burning wild aristocratic family have nothing to do with their masters, except that they are capable of refining their corpses. I don't know if they are like this?"

"Looking for death." The thin and weak friar did not expect that he would dare to challenge the corpse and his identity after seeing him. He immediately roared, his left hand pinched and pointed, and his right hand waved at them.

The strong corpse seems to have been instructed in general, the mouth of a cold fog "wordy A burst of noise, white hands ten fingers above, instant grow sharp nails.

At the same time, two tusks came out of his mouth, and his body swayed, and the strong wind rushed at them.

"Shion, you go and deal with him." He suddenly offered sacrifices to ancient books and roared, "gen, for the mountain." The word Gen is bestowed on ancient books.

The ancient books suddenly become larger and block more than ten feet in front of me.

"Bang." Another dull sound, the ancient books were hit by a huge force fly back, but he pinched his left hand, and then controlled it. At the same time, "whoosh" rose three feet to avoid the body refining.

Qiu Xiyin offered a flying sword. With a cry, he killed the weak friar. The friar laughed coldly and moved his left hand. A magic weapon like a bell appeared in front of him to block the flying sword.

"Ding, Ding", the pleasant bell rang continuously, and the corpse seemed to have wisdom. His eyes suddenly opened, and his body skyrocketed more than times. He was again "swished" at him in the air.

The biggest feature of the corpse refining is that he is not afraid of swords and swords. His whole body is like iron, but his intelligence is not high. He is controlled by monks.

It's just the refining body of monk Yuanying's body, is it still the case? He didn't know. He didn't need to be distracted. He aimed at the forehead of the corpse refining and directly cleaved to the corpse refining maniac.

"Clang" a piercing sound, flying sword without suspense, cut in the refining corpse forehead, it seems to let it have silk pain, the attack slightly slow.

But the effect is just that, except for a spark, there is no trace on the white forehead.Yi Heng's heart sank suddenly, and there was a trace of pain. I'm afraid that the refining corpse has begun to have wisdom. In addition, the body as iron as well as a body of severe body poison can't be killed easily. You should be careful.

No matter how the purple gold flying sword stabs and splits, it has no influence on the constantly attacking corpses.

Fortunately, Qiu Xiyin forced the weak monk to regress continuously, and he was in a hurry. The whole strength of the body refining family was all in the body of refining corpses, so its own strength was not strong.

There are few friars on a one-to-one match. If someone resists the corpse refining, it's hard for the friars to please.

The key is that now Yi Heng can't carry the corpse. From time to time, he will fly back and pounce on Qiu Xiyin.

Qiu Xiyin saw that the hair of the corpse was dancing, and his face was white. His blood red eyes had no emotion. He also had two sharp fangs in his mouth.

She didn't dare to face it at all. She closed her eyes and controlled the silver flying swords to chop and stab each other, so she was in a hurry to avoid it.

Yi Heng got this gap and just wanted to kill the thin friar, but the refining corpse suddenly rushed at him, and had to dodge quickly.

For a time, at the portal, the corpse refining chased the two people everywhere, but they cooperated with each other, and the word Xun constantly appeared on the body, and the speed was also fast, so the corpse refining was hard to catch up with.

But there were friars coming in constantly. They were puzzled that they started fighting here. But no one said much, and they disappeared in the void in an instant.

Yi Heng has always been suppressed and in a weak position, but he will never let this monk enter that passage. If the space is narrow after entering, are they two opponents of body refining?

"Hion, kill the friar." If you can't find the weakness of the corpse refining, you will kill the monk with all your strength.

With a roar, Xun's character added to his body, and "whoosh" flew towards the friar. Zijin flying sword had already stabbed the monk's throat long before.

Qiu Xiyin is also a cry, silver flying sword with the sound of whistling suddenly stabbed.

"Hum, the burning wild aristocratic family only depends on refining corpses? Disease. " The magic weapon of the bell in front of the monk's body suddenly became ten feet in size. He bent his fingers and flicked at the bell.

The sound of "Dong" reverberates continuously in this space, and the purple gold flying sword and silver flying sword suddenly slow down.

"Ding, Ding", under the loud noise, their minds seem to be affected, unable to control the flying sword, so they still have to stab the flying sword on the huge bell.

With this bell, I'm afraid it's enough to protect yourself. Who said that burning wild aristocratic family only depends on refining corpses? I'm afraid it's just the children of ordinary families.

The body refining, which was avoided by the two of them, brought out a smell of corpse beside him, and swept his right hand towards his chest.

About two feet of body, with the power of Wanjun, there is an invincible magic weapon like fingernails. Before you get close to you, you can feel that the Taoist clothing has been cut.

Just now, I was slightly delayed by the sound of the bell, but now I can only resist it.

"Gen, gen, gen..." Ancient books appear in front of the body instantly, and four or five Gen characters are integrated into the ancient books.

"Xun, for the wind." Qiu Xiyin was in a hurry. A word Xun appeared on his head and immediately blessed him. He felt light all over and floated back with the strong wind brought by the corpse refining.

"Bang", the ancient book was suddenly knocked out of control by this pumping force, and flew backward rapidly, "pa" hit the wall of the cave and fell down.

At this time, his body had already been inverted for several feet, but the huge body of the corpse rushed forward, and the tusks suddenly took off his mouth and turned into two white lights.

At the critical moment, the purple gold flying sword suddenly chopped at the two white lights.

Qiu Xi Yinjiao called out "shock, thunder." "Boom" a thunder, a lightning hit on the top of the refining corpse, the refining corpse all over a shock, the top of the head without injury, but a burst of smoke.

"Kuang, Kuang", under the rhyme of the road, the tracks of the two white lights are clear. They can't escape the cutting of Zijin flying sword, and they fall to the ground.

The corpse was struck by thunder and lightning, but did not turn back. He still stretched out his hands and rushed to his chest.

With a move of his left hand, the ancient books fell into the air and flashed in front of him.

After half a cup of tea, they have already been on the edge of life and death for several times. As expected, the monks who can come to the secret place of the divine court have their own strength beyond ordinary people.

"Bang." With a loud noise, the corpse refining double palms hit the ancient books, and the huge force smashed him to the wall of the cave.

"Boom" another lightning hit the top of the body, again let it slow down, Qiu Xiyin seize the opportunity, she naturally found that the lightning can barely hurt the refining corpse.

But the thin Friar's white face just changed a little. The big bell suddenly fell from the sky and fell on Qiu Xiyin's head, trying to put her into the bell.

With a dull sound of "bang", he hit his back on the hard wall of the cave. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He slipped down and roared: "Xiyin, be careful."

The bell is used to control the body refining, and it can also affect the spirit of the monk. After being caught in the quilt, it will be extremely dangerous.But there was no time to think, and the corpse came at him again.

The thin Friar's white face sneered, as if mocking him. At such a moment, he reminded the nun to be careful.

At this time, the figure at the portal flashed again, and a figure appeared in this space.

Seeing the numerous empty passages ahead, his face was ecstatic, then suddenly changed.

As soon as the left hand is raised, a flying sword "swish" to the right. The target falls from the stone wall and is preparing to defend Yi Heng.

Yi Heng thought that all the monks who came here would not pay attention to their fighting, because no friars would fight here. They didn't even see the treasures. What's the use of fighting?

Therefore, he was unprepared for the monk who was sent in. When the flying sword was stabbed at him, he was shocked.

It's not that the flying sword is difficult to hide, it's not that the corpse is forced to pounce, but that the monk is his acquaintance, Shen tutian.

As soon as the left hand pinches, the purple gold flying sword turns into a purple light, and "clang" it cuts on the flying sword that quickly stabs. At this time, the corpse stinks into the nostrils.

The whole body "Shua" and suddenly slide three feet to the left.

"Ding, Ding..." Over there Qiu Xiyin dodged the bell that was lying on her. He was driving the flying sword to attack the bell that hit her.

Yi Hengchao glided three feet to the left and approached Shentu Tiansan Zhang. He was once a thin figure, but now he has become strong. His cultivation is also in the middle of the golden elixir.

But originally some feminine face, no longer feminine, the eyes with not the kind of calculating deep, but deep self-confidence.

Did he think he could kill himself at this time? Yi Heng chuckles in his heart. Although the body is strong, once he really wants to dodge, I'm afraid it can't even touch a hair.

Shen Tu Tian changed a lot. If he was good at opportunism in his eyes, it has been greatly reversed now. We can see this from his sacrifice of flying sword.

Shen Tu Tian smiles happily, as if he sees a friend instead of an enemy. He says in a loud voice:

"Yi Daoyou, I didn't expect that I just thought of you just now, and I could meet you in an instant. How lucky is Shen

On one side of his face, he was as happy as seeing a friend, while on the other hand, he pinched his fingers. Several dim thunder and fire appeared in an instant and flew towards him.

No gorgeous color, no whistling sound, like a trivial flower, when it touches the body, it will bloom.

"Xun, for heaven." The closer and closer the flowers are, though they are dim, they dare not be careless.

When the left hand is extended, the Bagua plate appears in the palm of the hand. The white light on the plate flashes, and the word Xun comes out of the plate and blesses on the body.

His body suddenly disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he had already leaped several feet and was about to approach the monk burning the wild who controlled the body refining.

Friar burning wild seems to be very disdainful. As soon as the friar comes in, he helps himself, but it's good to kill them as soon as possible.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Heng came close to him, startled, but with a wipe of his left hand, he threw out a handful of sand like things and roared: "refining corpse sand."

Yi Heng, who had rushed to kill the man in one fell swoop, had no time to avoid it. However, the sand like magic weapon was never met, and it was shrouded in the wild sand all over the sky in an instant.

Although the sand was only a handful, it was suddenly divided into two, two into four, and four into eight, which covered his whole body, and he seemed to be trapped in the real sand, moving slowly.

At this time, it was just before he cut off Shentu Tian's flying sword. "Bang" was a dull sound. Although Yi Heng escaped, the speed was too fast, and he fell on the wall of the cave.

The wall of the cave made a dull sound, and the corpse suddenly pushed the stone wall, turned around in the air, and rushed at him again.

At this time, the white light at the transmission array flashes, and a bloated figure appears in this space.

The fat face was overjoyed, but then changed abruptly. Before the transmission, the figure flashed and stopped before the corpse refining. He sang in his mouth, "Ruyi Buddha Tuo's true body formula."

"Bang" for a while, the body shape soared four or five times. A Buddha statue of four or five feet in size emits a faint light of Buddha, sawing in the direction of the corpse.

At the same time, both hands extended forward, changing hands into palms. As soon as the Buddha's mouth was closed and closed, a strong Buddhist sound sounded in the space, "Buddha Tuo compassionate palm."

The two palms were pushed towards the corpse. When the arms were stretched out, the two palms came out and turned into two Zhang sized palm prints. Without any suspense, they hit the corpse chest which was slightly suppressed by the Buddha light.

"Bang, bang" two sound, refining body chest out of countless smoke, suddenly fly out, hit the stone wall.

"Yu Gaofei?" Seeing this incident, Shen Tu Tian's face was shocked. However, without hesitation, Shen Tu Tian leaped over dozens of feet and entered the void passage.

No threat, no afterword, decisive, cruel.

"Qian is the mountain." Qiu Xiyin, with a coquettish cry, seized the opportunity to take advantage of this incident. When the friar was stunned, a dry word disappeared in the air.The white face of friar burning wild finally showed a trace of fear. The Buddhist techniques have more or less restrained the body refining clan. Although there are not many, even a little bit is still very important now.

However, it was not enough to recall the corpse. The bell "whoosh" came back to the body, "Dong" again. The invisible dry word attacked the bell and made a loud noise.

"Fat man, block the corpse." Even in the wild sand, Yi Heng could hear the voice of a fat man and roared in an instant.

"Yidaoyou, kill that man, fat man can do it." Once again, the Buddha's image of the fat man spreads the light of Buddha, and his palms are slightly retracted.

"Let me do it." Seeing that Yi Heng was still struggling in the wild sand, Qiu Xiyin immediately blessed the flying sword with Xun's character and displayed the secret of Dihuang's divine sword. The silver flying sword disappeared in the air.

"Poop, Ding," he went through the heart from behind the monk burning wild, and then stabbed on the bell.

The burning wild monk's face was unbelievable. He said in a low voice: "unexpectedly, how dare you hurt my life..." It fell from the air in an instant.

Qiu Xiyin was a little surprised at how easy it was, but then he knew that he must have been shocked by the sudden change. How could he expect that so many treasures could protect his body, he was immediately restrained.

After the owner died, the sand was scattered in an instant, only dozens of grains.

The corpse was slightly stunned. Facing the Buddha, he seemed to have a trace of fear. At this time, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes. He seemed to get rid of control. "Whoosh", with a smell of corpse, rushed into the void and disappeared.

"Bang." Yi Heng looks gloomy when the corpse of the burning monk falls to the ground. At this time, he also knows that he is a man of great status, and that Shen Tu Tian is at the scene again. Is it a chase to go out?

Disheartened, he collected dozens of grains of sand, but immediately looked at the fat man happily.

"Fat man, I don't think you dare to come here and not raise fat meat?"

"Don't say it. In addition to earning a lot of spirit stone after entering the secret place with you, I wanted to raise fat meat well, but I was scolded by the master when I went back, so I had to enter this secret place."