I can strengthen

Chapter 510

A trace of black smoke spread over, contaminating Luo Yan's finger.

Luo Yan looked down, his fingers turned pitch black, a trace of decaying power was eroding his flesh and blood, and like a greedy poisonous snake, it kept spreading towards his arms.

After all, Emperor Huiyao was a cultivator in the realm of heaven and man.

He mastered a complete avenue rule.

His flesh and blood, his mana, and even his existence radiate to the surroundings all the time the mighty power of rules that the world cannot resist.

And under this mighty force.

When ordinary people look at him, they will be ruined and dying, not to mention Luo Yan's finger that directly touches his flesh and blood?

"boom!"

The black and red flames soared, and the thunder essence fire exuded a breath of silence, driving away the regular power in the flesh and blood.

Luo Yan lowered his palms and looked at Emperor Huiyao.

The corpse repairer at the early stage of the Heavenly Human Realm, after being crushed by his head, has turned into a billowing mass of black air. The black air is surging and moving wildly in all directions, as if trapped in a box Rats running around in panic, useless and ridiculous.

"Yang energy seeds?"

Luo Yan thought of Yu Cheng's words.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he moved the runes in his body, touching the power of the small yin and yang technique.

Pure white light bloomed between his fingers, spreading like sunlight in this absolute boundary, covering the black smoke not far away in an instant, and began to obliterate the black smoke, strangling the black smoke, making a terrible sizzling sound.

This is the power of the anode.

It is the nemesis of all filth.

Naturally, it also includes these cold-blooded things composed of yin and death.

"Ah! Get out! You hide your head and show your tail!"

Emperor Huiyao screamed and struggled.

The bitter Yin Qi spread in all directions, and the whole world was frozen in an instant, and even the Yellow Spring stopped flowing.

However, his indiscriminate attack was of no use to Luo Yan.

Luo Yan just stood in the distance and looked at him coldly.

And the white light is like a tarsal maggot, constantly chasing the fleeing black smoke, obliterating the origin and power of Emperor Huiyao.

"Ahhh!"

"Damn bastard! Come out and fight!"

"what……"

"Forgive me, don't kill me! I will agree to whatever you ask for! Even if it means becoming your servant!"

"Please……"

The screaming stopped abruptly.

Under the power of the great light sound technique and the small yin and yang technique, this corpse cultivator at the early stage of the heavenly realm didn't even see his enemies, they were completely wiped out, leaving only a mass of origin, which Luo Yan grabbed it in his hand.

It can be said that Luo Yan had just warmed up and the battle was over.

"Whether it's a small technique or a big technique, they are all mysterious and worth spending a lifetime to understand."

With the improvement of his own cultivation, Luo Yan's perception of small and big skills has also improved to a higher level.

This kind of power that represents the rules itself points directly to the supreme avenue.

In other words, through small and large techniques, even if he has never owned the Supreme Dao, he can still steal a trace of power belonging to the Supreme Dao, and this trace of power is enough to crush all ordinary Dao rules.

Luo Yanyifu's sleeves, the absolute boundary created by the great light and sound technique dissipated, leaving only a dilapidated city, full of debris and ruins.

His eyes turned, he rolled up his sleeves, and one after another the coffins buried in the ruins flew out of the ground and came to him.

There are veins like blood veins on these coffins.

As if alive, the crimson blood was bubbling and stored in the Xumi space in front of the coffin.

Obviously.

The Star Warden Wang Shenglong was imprisoned in such a blood coffin.

Luo Yan glanced at the row of coffins, and lightly clasped his palms to open a coffin.

"Cough cough..."

An ordinary-looking young man sat up from it, panting heavily.

After a while, he broke free from the bloody veins attached to his body, and jumped out of the blood coffin.

"My fellow daoist, thank you very much this time. If it weren't for you, I would have been sucked into a human body."

Wang Shenglong glanced at Luo Yan gratefully, and then asked embarrassingly, "By the way, fellow daoist, do you have any medicine to restore mana?"

He was being continuously pumped by the bloody veins in his blood vessels, and even his original source was constantly being consumed, let alone his mana.

Although it is possible to obtain mana by transforming Yin Qi and Death Qi, the efficiency is too slow, and it is far inferior to swallowing the pill directly.

Luo Yan casually took out a bottle of elixir and threw it to Wang Shenglong, and said calmly, "Where's Leiyin Tianzhu?"

Wang Shenglong took the elixir, swallowed it whole, and said with embarrassment: "Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry, I lost my storage ring, so Leiyin Tianzhu...may not be able to give it to you for the time being."

Seeing that Luo Yan's face was getting pale, he quickly added: "But you don't have to worry, fellow daoists, my family has planted a piece of Heavenly Thunder Bamboo. Best quality."

Luo Yan looked at Wang Shenglong coldly. He didn't look away until Wang Shenglong broke out in cold sweat, and said lightly, "I hope that fellow Daoist Wang won't break his promise."

Say it.

He sacrificed Dunguang, and flew directly to the position of Yu Cheng's servant that he had calculated through divination.

How unlucky!

He fought with his life against a corpse repairer in the heavenly realm, but he only got a verbal promise in exchange!
If it wasn't for all the Star Supervisors, he really wanted to slap this Wang Shenglong to death!
"Fellow Daoist Luo... don't you know the descendants of Deacon Xing?"

Wang Shenglong stretched out a hand and shouted to Luo Yan who was leaving.

He also thought about asking Luo Yan for some pills to restore mana, and by the way, let Luo Yan complete that task with him...

However, Luo Yanli ignored him and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Looking at Luo Yan's leaving back, he scratched his hair helplessly.

……

……

Dead silence is the main theme of Huangquan.

At the bottom of this dim Yellow Spring, there is not even the sound of water flowing, there are only floating corpses and coffins buried under the Yellow Spring.

These coffins are buried deep in the ground under the Yellow Spring, and have not seen the sun for thousands of years.

But this time.

A dark coffin buried in the Yin Qi Spring was unexpectedly dug out in an extremely violent way.

Luo Yan looked at this Yin-gathering coffin, which was of the highest quality and treasure level, and there was a glimmer of gloom in his eyes.

This kind of mortician buried in a coffin usually sleeps deeply.

But no matter how deeply he sleeps, when the coffin he lives in is opened, he will still wake up.

If he hadn't known that the things inside were seriously injured, Luo Yan would not have dug out the coffin directly, but would have used his avatar to test it first.

But now, the temptation is avoided.

Boom!

Luo Yan slapped the coffin lid with a slap, and the terrifying force directly smashed this top-quality treasure into pieces.

The corpse repairer inside had just opened his eyes, before he came back to his senses, he lifted his neck roughly and lifted him out.

"Master of the Underworld Palace?"

Luo Yan looked at the thing he was carrying.

This is a mummy, a complete mummy.

Although the two ancestors of the Gao family were also morticians, they still looked human, but this mummy was shriveled, with gray skin, sunken eye sockets, and only a few strands of gray hair left on its head.

Luo Yan carried him like he was holding a skeleton, as if he would fall apart if he shook it casually.

"you are?"

The mummy looked at Luo Yan in fear, and kept silent like a cicada, not even daring to struggle.

In fact, he is also very confused.

He was seriously injured and buried himself deep underground, trying to heal his wounds with the help of the Yin-gathering coffin.

However, before the injury healed, someone dug it out and was still held in his hand.

This feeling.

It's like waking up from sleep and seeing your head being bitten by a bloody mouth, everyone will panic.

"Where's Huang Quanzhu?"

Luo Yan glanced at the mummy, and there was no trace of tension in his heart.

too weak.

This mummy was only in the middle of the Heavenly Human Realm at its peak, but now that its original source has been severely damaged, let alone the Phase Realm, it doesn't even have the strength of the Divine Infant Realm.

He didn't need to use Yu Cheng's yang energy seeds to control such a weak corpse repairer, he could destroy it with just one breath.

"Huang Quanzhu..."

The mummy old man was stunned, his eyes were confused, and he was lost in reminiscence.

But soon, he felt Luo Yan's gradually icy eyes, he shuddered all over, and hurriedly said: "Huang Quanzhu is with my disdainful apprentice!"

Luo Yan said: "Who?"

"Tianwuzi!"

Speaking of these three words, Chi Guoguo's resentment and hatred appeared in the eyes of the mummy old man, "Young Master, I don't know that the old man was originally the master of the Palace of the Underworld, in charge of the Yellow Spring Pearl, and sitting in the Great Formation of the Yellow Spring. Under the Yellow Spring, I built a fortress-like Huangquan Palace. The old man has nothing to do with the world, and has been sleeping in the Huangquan Palace, waiting for the arrival of a big man. But who would have thought that the traitor would close the Huangquan formation while I was sleeping, and the outside world The body repairers should cooperate with each other, and attack me together..."

The mummy old man spoke eloquently.

It turned out that, as Yu Cheng's servant, he faithfully carried out Yu Cheng's orders.

That is to use the Great Formation of the Underworld, hide in the Underworld Palace, and wait for Yu Cheng's arrival.

However, things are impermanent.

Who could have imagined that in this endless sleep, one of his apprentices would betray him, and even collude with outsiders to attack him and snatch Huang Quanzhu from him.

Although relying on his tyrannical strength, he came to the door several times, wanting to take back Huang Quanzhu, but there were too many people on the opposite side, and he failed every time.

The last time, he was even almost killed.

"So? Huang Quanzhu is not in your hands?"

Deep disappointment appeared in Luo Yan's eyes.

He ran so far, and was tricked by Wang Shenglong once in the middle, but the old man actually told him that he ran for nothing.

"You really disappoint me."

Luo Yan performed a small yin and yang technique to mobilize the yang qi seeds in the old man's body.

It has to be said that the yang qi seeds that Yu Cheng buried in the old man's body are extremely delicate, not only blending with the old man's soul, but also extremely powerful.

Luo Yan only moved a little, and the old man screamed, his mummy-like face twisted into a Muggle.

"Master! Don't, I'm still useful, I can help Master!"

Luo Yan hooked the seeds of yang energy, causing the old man to misjudge, and even regarded Luo Yan as his master, the big man he had been waiting for.

In this regard.

Yu Cheng, who was sealed in the coffin, beat his chest and feet, his eyes were bloodshot, while Luo Yan's eyes moved slightly, temporarily extinguishing the idea of ​​killing the mummy old man.

"Tell me, what can you help me with?" Luo Yan's voice was a little playful.

"My master doesn't know that Tianwuzi's traitor is very powerful, and he is at the early stage of the heaven-human realm. If that's all, it's all about those corpse cultivators who encouraged him to betray me. Among those corpse cultivators, there are geniuses like me. A monk in the middle stage of the human realm. If the master goes alone, it is inevitable that he will return home like me, but with me..."

The old man was careful.

Although he was seriously injured, his vision was still there, and he could see that Luo Yan was just a Dharma Aspect cultivator, and in his mind, it was naturally impossible for a Dharma Aspect cultivator to beat many Heavenly Human Realm cultivators.

"What can I do with you?" Luo Yan asked lightly.

"I... I have been in charge of the Underworld Palace for countless years, and I have a lot of friendship with many forces under the Underworld."

"Then you single-handedly went to the Netherworld Palace to clean up the house several times, and you were beaten like this?" Luo Yan looked at the old man, and the playfulness in his eyes became even more serious.

friendship?

For these cold-blooded monsters, is friendship useful?
It's fine not to stab you in the back.

"Hehe, of course it was useless before. But now, isn't the master asking Huang Quanzhu to open the treasure? As long as the master is willing to take a share, they will definitely be willing to fight for the master." The old man's eyes rolled, and he couldn't help prodding.

"Treasure..."

The expression on Luo Yan's face froze instantly, and then he looked at the mummy old man in his hand.

He didn't expect it.

The old man actually knew that Huang Quanzhu was the key to the treasure.

Does this mean that Yu Cheng is incompetent, or that Yu Cheng is incompetent?
Even such a secret was revealed.

"Master, don't look at me like that. There's nothing you can do about it. Tianwuzi's traitor has already controlled the way to use Huangquanzhu, and now his strength is extremely terrifying. Even if I am at my peak, I can't do it one-on-one." It might be his opponent, what's more, he still has a helper..." The old man looked at Luo Yan's increasingly serious gaze, showing a tearless expression.

But he can't either.

Without foreign aid, they would not be able to beat the current Infernal Palace at all.

As he was talking, he suddenly noticed that Luo Yan turned his head to look elsewhere.

He froze for a moment, then followed Luo Yan's gaze.

In the next second, his face changed dramatically.

"These damn things! I just came out of the coffin, and they smelled it! Master, hurry up, run, they are all cultivators in the Heavenly Human Realm!"

The old man danced in Luo Yan's hands.

He looked in horror at the three people flying from a distance. The three people were covered in black robes, their faces were invisible, and they could only see the huge black coffin on their backs.

And such characteristics are precisely the strongest force in the underworld, the Celestial Corpse Society!
"people……"

Luo Yan stood still, looking at the three people flying in the distance, his eyes narrowed.

The three men in black robes are human beings, real human beings.

He never imagined that there are still living people under this yellow spring, and they are still monks in the realm of heaven and man.

"To shut up!"

Luo Yan first scolded the old man to calm down, and then asked calmly, "Do you know them? What are their backgrounds?"

The old man was terrified, but Luo Yan had nothing to do if he didn’t leave, so he could only answer truthfully: “They are members of the Heavenly Corpse Association, and I, the Underworld Palace, is the strongest corpse repair force under the Underworld. And they are the strongest The forces of the living. They are very good at dealing with zombies, and they often arrest us and act as slaves under their hands."

The old man talked a lot.

To sum it up in one sentence, the Heavenly Corpse Society is for catching corpses and cultivating them.

"Will the Corpse Society?"

Luo Yan looked at the three of them, his eyes were not solemn, but only curious.

He really wanted to know how the monks in the Celestial Corpse Society survived such a terrifying lifespan.

(End of this chapter)