I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 75

But Fang Han didn't feel any ease on his face.

It has been more than two years since I joined Qingxumen.

In addition to daily practice, Fang Han will of course broaden his horizons and read various classics in the sect's collection.

I also have a certain understanding of corpse refining.

"Green is fine."

"This second-order armored corpse should be controlled by someone."

"But obviously no one is in control, and they are fighting with instinct."

"Then where did its owner go?"

Fang Han vaguely felt something was wrong.

This second-tier armored corpse is expensive, and it is unlikely that the corpse refiner will throw it away at will.

Fang Han wandered around and saw the topography of the abandoned mine.

"This second-tier armored corpse seems to be protecting the law for others!"

Fang Han suddenly thought of something, and his eyes fell on the ground of the mine.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, pure magic power poured into the Nine Flames Thunder Saber in his hand like a tidal wave, bursting out with a dazzling blade light mixed with the sound of thunder, and slashed fiercely towards the ground!
Boom!

The ground of the abandoned mine was instantly split and collapsed under this knife.

Immediately afterwards, a secret room with a radius of about thirty feet underground appeared in front of his eyes.

Fang Han saw at a glance that there was a strange formation on the ground in the middle of the underground chamber.

Standing in the formation was a tall and eerie corpse in iron armor.

A series of black and gray lines spread out from the formation and wrapped around its body, constantly emitting black and gray air.

A gray-robed young man with a pale complexion was sitting cross-legged at the side, punching one after another spells into the formation.

Fang Han saw that the eyes of the iron-armored corpse had been half-opened. Obviously, the iron-armored corpse was about to be refined.

See Fang Han coming.

The gray-robed young man had no choice but to interrupt the refinement, and looked over with cold eyes, a trace of abnormal red turned on his pale face.

When Fang Han saw the aura of the gray-robed youth, it was much stronger than his own, but it was not the spiritual pressure of the foundation-building period.

"Nine levels of Qi training!"

His heart sank.

But nothing showed on the face.

"Bold, dare to use living people to refine Yin corpses in my Qingxu Sect's realm, such a demonic practice, it is unacceptable!"

"If you don't hold back, you will be captured!"

Fang Han shouted, carrying out the sect to put pressure on the opponent.

"Jie Jie..."

"The way of the devil..."

"Joke, this seat is originally from the line of the Demon Sect."

The gray-robed youth laughed strangely.

He looked Fang Han up and down.

His eyes flickered for a while, showing satisfaction.

"It turns out that there is an inner disciple of the Qingxu Sect."

"It's far from being comparable to the waste at the outer door before. No wonder it was found here."

"Let me introduce myself, Gou Ze, an inner sect disciple of the Yin Corpse Sect."

Infernal Sect?Fang Han was shocked.

Isn't this one of the several great demon sects that have long been extinct in Chu State?
"You have to remember my name, because this is the name of your future master."

"You ruined my armored corpse, so you should pay for it yourself!"

After Gou Ze let out a strange laugh.

He slapped the storage bag with one hand, and suddenly a black air burst out of it, and a gloomy skull transformed into the midair, opened its mouth wide and rushed towards Fang Han.

The Jiuyan Thunder Saber erupted with fierce thunder and fire, and it slashed out with one blow.

There was a muffled sound.

The skull flew back upside down.

His Nine Flames Lightning Saber's thunder fire attribute naturally restrained the opponent's skull magic weapon, so he didn't suffer much.

"You are worthy of being an inner disciple of Qingxu Sect, I am more interested in you!"

Gou Ze sneered, then slapped the storage bag, and a gray flying sword with strong corpse aura slashed towards Fang Han like lightning.

"Bah!"

Fang Han also slapped the storage bag, and the top-grade flying sword artifact given by the sect shot out, making a sharp sword cry.

Clang!With a loud sound, it collided with the opponent's gray flying sword.

The two kept fighting in the air, manipulating flying swords to fight each other.

Boom boom boom!
The fierce sword energy brought by the two flying swords, as well as the powerful shock wave, caused the entire mine to roar continuously, and gravel continued to fall on both sides of the hard mine wall.

For a moment, the two were fighting evenly.

"Damn it, this inner sect disciple of Qingxu Sect has only so much cultivation."

"It's a pity that the disciples of this sect are not very good at flying sword fighting, otherwise he would have been beheaded by the sword."

Gou Ze said bitterly in his heart.

Of course, the disciples of the Yin Corpse Sect are mainly refining and controlling corpses. When fighting, they mainly control the corpses.

Inner corpse sect disciples like Gou Ze mainly control their own corpse puppets to fight, and of course there are often a few other ordinary corpses to assist them.

But at the last moment when Gou Ze was refining his third-tier iron-clad corpse puppet, Fang Han broke in so that the corpse puppet he hadn't completed the last step recognized its master.

It makes the corpse puppet useless on the sidelines.

And the Tier [-] Iron Armored Yin Corpse that he released to protect the Dharma before, if he himself uses mind control, it will also have a strong combat effectiveness.

It's a pity that at that time, he put all his attention on refining the third-tier corpse puppet, so that the second-tier iron armored corpse could only fight by instinct, and Fang Han cut him down by the knife within a few rounds.

When the second-tier armored corpse was destroyed, Gou Ze already knew that someone had broken in.

It's just that he is at the critical moment of refining the third-order corpse puppet to recognize the master, so he can't be distracted.

We can only hope that the other party will leave. Who knows that Fang Han, who is astute, still found his lair.

Not only did it destroy the corpse puppet's final acknowledgment of its master, but it also caused his mind to suffer backlash and was injured.

Otherwise, you can also win the opponent.

All these processes made Gouze hate Fanghan even more.

On the other side, Fang Han felt regretful.

"It's a pity that I have only practiced sword control for more than a year, and the heat is not enough."

"In addition, my flying sword is a metallic magic weapon, and it has no restraint effect on corpse energy."

"Otherwise, the opponent has already lost at this time."

Boom boom boom!Two flying swords flew up and down, strangling and entangled.

It was hard to tell the winner for a while.

Swish!

Gou Ze retracted the flying sword with one move with one hand.

Immediately afterwards, he sacrificed a black gourd, and in an instant, the dark wind howled in the gourd.

A large cloud of gray gas sprayed out, and the disgusting rancid smell quickly permeated.

"not good!"

Fang Han hurried with one hand, and hurriedly took back his flying sword.

If you take a slow step, your flying sword will be corroded and lose its spirituality.

It was too late to say it, but the gray gas had rushed quickly.

"Boom!"

Four bolts of thunder struck down swiftly, instantly annihilating most of this large cloud of gray energy.

You must know that thunder is a natural restraint of Yin Qi and death Qi.

Gou Ze hastily pinched his hands again.

The remaining gray gas condensed into several flying needles.

Suddenly burst out.

bang bang bang...

A golden shield stood in front of Fang Han, and these flying needles of gray air hit the shield directly.

The golden shield trembled violently, several small pits appeared on the surface, and a puff of green smoke came out.

It can be seen how powerful the corrosion is.

"damn it!"

Gou Ze saw that the opponent's magic weapon was coming out endlessly, and he had to fight for a long time with a qi training level [-], and couldn't beat the opponent's qi training level [-] level, so he couldn't help being furious.

He tapped the storage bag again, and a black stick appeared in his hand.

With a swish of one hand, a large piece of cold stick light swept across.

Fang Han held the Nine Flames Thunder Saber.

Thunder, Fire, and Daomang erupted.

"Extreme Sword Eighteen Cuts!"

"First cut!"

"Second cut!"

"The third cut!"

"..."

In just an instant, Fang Han made nine cuts.

Nine knives in one, nine flaming swords in one.

Synthesize a huge thunder fire sword glow.

Slashed at the opponent with a bang!
(End of this chapter)