Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 153 Evil Mud Corpse Soul
At this time, the area between Yin and Yang——

Cultivators from all walks of life are constantly gathering here.

However, because the passage to this place was excavated by earthworms, the passages are criss-crossed and meandering.

Therefore, even a person who holds a second-floor map in his hand will not be able to reach the desired destination in a short time.

Xue Leng and the foul-smelling monk naturally knew that time was running out, and they were busy catching the spiritual flames they needed.

On Xue Leng's side, seven lightning-like silver flames continuously danced up and down around the bloody hand. The flames spewed and flickered, and the fight was very lively.

Although the blood hand is quite large in size, it does not lose its flexibility at all, but if it wants to use it to catch the seven naughty Lei Yan, it is still more than enough.

The main reason is that this ferocious thunder flame moves too strangely, flickering and appearing, with no track to follow, and can only rely on the bloody hand to grab it in the air, but it has no effect at all.

If it weren't for the talisman formations that had been arranged by Realization, Lei Yan might have escaped long ago.

However, Xue Leng didn't seem to be in a hurry, and he didn't use another more effective way to capture the fierce thunder flame. What's your idea.

During this period, Xue Leng also took a peek at the situation on the side of the stinky monk, and Xue Leng's pupils shrank suddenly.

To Xue Leng's shock, there were six strange gray corpses the size of a human head surrounding the Six Demon Corpse Fire at this moment, surrounding the Six Demon Corpse Fire from all directions, and constantly rotating and deforming.

Amidst bursts of heart-piercing roars, a hideous and terrifying face gradually emerged from the central part of the lump of corpses.

"Evil Mud Soul"

"He is actually a disciple of the Nightmare Corpse Sect!"

The scene in front of him made Xue Leng's heart tremble, and he immediately called out the names of these slime monsters.

The human faces on these evil mud corpses are lifelike, and the facial expressions basically remain at the moment of panic before death.

However, at first glance, this thing seems to have imprisoned the soul of a person in these strange gray mud balls through evil methods.

However, Xue Leng has also heard of this kind of weird and evil magic technique. It is the unique magic technique of the Nightmare Corpse Sect in the Northland - "Corpse Mud Locking Soul Curse"

Evil mud corpse soul can be said to be a method of great supernatural power in the evil way. For the evil way, it has a wide range of uses. If it is cultivated to the extreme depths, it can even absorb the essence, blood and spiritual power of living beings in the air for its own possession.

Not only that, each evil slime corpse is a mobile spirit storage and psychic evil, but also a primordial bomb that can explode at any time.

Think about it, if there are so many evil slime souls, if they all explode themselves, the power...

And these evil things formed in the corpse slime cannot be reincarnated, they can only be imprisoned in these corpse slime forever, suffer inhuman torture, and are used by the controller of this spell To cast some very vicious sorcery.

Xue Leng took a closer look at the faces of these evil mud corpses, and found many familiar faces

Among these imprisoned people, some are monks who entered the Disha Chiyan Cave this time. Xue Leng even saw Gao Tianli's face in it. It's getting colder and colder, and the killing intent is getting stronger.

This person is too dangerous, and he must not be allowed to walk out of the Earth Sha Chiyan Cave alive.

After the numerous evil mud corpses successfully trapped the six demon corpse fires, the stinky monk gave a sinister smile and pinched the magic formula in his hand. The face on the evil mud corpses instantly opened its dry and burst mouths, and strands of gray-black The extremely viscous liquid spurted out from the mouth immediately.

Gradually intertwined with other viscous liquid in the mid-air, forming a huge gray-black giant net, trying to entangle the six demon corpses tightly.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, the Six Path Demon Corpse Fire rushed left and right to break out of the siege of the evil mud corpse souls. However, the pure high temperature of the flames could burn these gray-black giant nets, but the viscous liquid was too strong. Too many, after blown out, will be intertwined again.

At the beginning, the Six Paths Demon Corpse Fire could handle it, but after a long time, it was gradually surrounded by the gray-black giant net.

Although the Six Paths Demon Corpse Fire can continuously absorb the power of life from the surrounding evil mud corpses and souls, these evil creatures themselves are basically dead things, surrounded by death energy all over their bodies, so they are not afraid of the Six Paths Demon Corpse Fire's absorption by nature.

Presumably, the foul-smelling cultivator also understood the supernatural powers of the Six Paths Demon Corpse Fire, so he resorted to the trick of the evil mud corpse soul to deal with it.

The Stinky Friar did succeed, too.

The process of subduing it can be said to be carried out very smoothly, especially at the moment when many evil mud corpses trapped the six demon corpses, on the mud heads of a large number of evil mud corpses, countless black runes flickered strangely Emerge.

And one after another passed through the huge gray-black net to the body of Liudao Demon Corpse Fire. As these strange black runes were about to sink in, Liudao Demon Corpse Fire's body gradually showed a weak state.

"This…"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Xue Leng felt a little confused in his heart.

The foul-smelling monk was so bold that he refined the Six Paths Demon Corpse Fire in front of his face.

Although the foul-smelling cultivator's method of dealing with the Six Paths Demon Corpse Fire is very effective, it may not take long to successfully refine and subdue the Six Paths Demon Corpse Fire.

But here and now is not the time for refining.

It's not that Xue Leng himself didn't think about using some thunderbolt methods to directly tame the fierce thunder flame, and then refine it directly, but if he wants to distract himself from dealing with the stinky monk, it would be a bit risky.

The foul-smelling monk is not a fool either. He was watching him from the sidelines, how could he be so arrogant, the other party must be deceitful in doing so.

After thinking over and over again with cold eyes, Xue Leng still snuffed out the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to attack the stinky monk.

Xue Leng firmly believed that this was a trick deliberately set by the stinky monk, if he got into it, he would definitely fall into the other party's way.

However, if he wanted to take away the Vicious Thunder Flame, he had to kill this vicious guy first.

Taking another look at the ominous Leiyan with its erratic trajectory in the air, Xue Leng's gaze instantly became firm.

Having made up his mind, Xue Leng stopped hiding his secrets, and the blood demon came out again, but this time, it was not just scratching and scratching like before.

"whoosh"

When the giant bloody hand appeared in the heart of the seven flames, the seven elf-like flames instantly scattered around like a panicked kitten as before.

"Just now!"

Xue Leng yelled loudly, and secretly started the Burning Heaven Melting Flame Art. The whole right hand suddenly shone with blood. Almost at the same moment, the blood flames were released from three directions, intertwined into a net, and wrapped around Qiduo in an instant. The closest one among the thunder flames.

It happened suddenly.

Although Fierce Thunder Flame has high intelligence, it never expected that Xue Leng would be so clumsy. It is obviously too late to evade this surprise attack.

However, the latter is not an idle spiritual creature. Under the crisis, he resolutely gave up this spiritual flame. Taking advantage of this moment, the other six spiritual flames instantly merged into one, and escaped from Xue Leng's life in a flash. Captured the range, and took the opportunity to escape out of the talisman formation.

After a few weird flickers, it completely disappeared.

And the remaining fierce thunder flame was trapped in the blood net woven by Xue Leng's blood flame, and gradually shrunk, finally forming a ball of thunder flame the size of a fist, wrapped in the blood net. The fierce Lei Yan was taken into Xue Leng's hands.

Xue Leng immediately beamed with joy when Lingyan got his hands on it.

Although most of the fierce thunder flames have escaped, since they have the same root, Xue Leng only needs to hold this small group of fierce thunder flames in his hand, and it will not be difficult to find it again in the future.

This is also a strategy that Xue Leng tentatively decided upon in desperation.

Thinking of this, Xue Leng immediately took out a roll of sealing talisman, activated the sealing talisman, carefully put this ominous thunder flame into it, and threw it into the storage bag.

However, at this very moment——

Without any warning, under Xue Leng's feet, the originally hard ground instantly melted like mud, and a large amount of gray corpse mud, like tarsal maggots, spread up from under Xue Leng's feet. He was wrapped up.

When the gray-yellow corpse mud spread to Xue Leng's chest, several corpse heads jumped out from the corpse mud, opened and closed a mouthful of extremely ferocious gray fangs, and bit Xue Leng's head.

"Finally can't bear to start doing it...?"

After a cold snort, Xue Leng's eyes suddenly flashed a thick bloody light in the dark night.

At the same time, a huge blood blade silently condensed out from mid-air, crossed a brilliant silver trajectory, and chopped on the head of the stinky monk who was controlling the evil mud corpse soul to refine the six demon corpse fire on top of...

"boom"

And at the same time——

Xue Leng's body, which was completely surrounded by corpse mud, exploded after a loud noise that shook the sky...

Xue Leng's blood puppet self-detonation caused another violent tremor in the passage of the entire crypt.

The gray corpse mud ball originally attached to Xue Leng's body was completely blown to pieces by the explosive power of dozens of explosive flame symbols attached to the puppet, and the muddy water all over the sky was densely scattered in the crypt. every corner.

The body of the foul-smelling monk had his head cut off by the huge blood blade driven by Xue Leng before he was about to "explode himself".

But what is extremely surprising is that after the head fell to the ground, it just rolled a short distance before turning into a mess of mud and sticking to the ground.

At the same time, the body of the stinky monk turned into a ball of muddy water. Obviously, the stinky monk killed by Xue Leng was not his real body.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the arena is strangely depressing...

In the process of the muddy water dripping all over the sky, not only did not all drip from the air to the ground, but most of them still stayed in the air and suspended strangely. The gray piece was wriggling like a corpse, and the image was very frightening.

Inside the passage, there is deathly silence!
And the sense of depression generated by this eerie silence is the most frightening.

Fortunately, this situation didn't last long, and was broken by a harsh sound of appreciation.

"Tsk tsk, what a brilliant blood path stand-in supernatural power, it even fooled me."

Although it was a word of appreciation, it carried a hint of anger, and slowly came out of the muddy water droplets all over the sky. Every burst of words affected the continuous vibration of the muddy water droplets.

As if the sound was condensed by the vibration of these water droplets, it froze the air in the entire space, and it was transmitted around, which was extremely strange.

The stinking monk was already bloodthirsty, and his crimes were heinous.

This time, Xue Leng deftly deflected the sneak attack that he thought was a sure thing, and even played tricks on himself in a disguised form. .

A strong murderous aura continued to rise from the stinking monk's body. Some gravel in the passage was affected by this strong murderous aura, and pieces of them were suspended from the ground.

The foul-smelling monk kills people, and the strong murderous intent alone is enough for a person to drink a pot.

"Haha, fellow daoist, you are very impressed. I have always heard that the cultivators of the Nightmare Corpse Sect have strange supernatural powers. Seeing them today really opened Han's eyes."

As the sound fell, blood flashed in the space in front of the mud drop, and Xue Leng's figure appeared after a burst of illusory twisting in the empty space.

With a smile in the corner of his mouth, Xue Leng stared at a large piece of stinky monks who had turned into mud.

Although Xue Leng looks relaxed and freehand from the outside, if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find the trace of fear hidden in the depths of his eyes.

The foul-smelling monk can be regarded as the strongest opponent with the strangest magical powers that he has ever encountered below the alchemy stage.

The body of corpse mud, this kind of rumor has only entered the forbidden place "Rotting Corpse Cave" of the Nightmare Corpse Gate, can you have the opportunity to transform your body, and practice this magical method that is almost equivalent to immortality.

And the "Rotting Corpse Cave" is the treasure land of the Nightmare Corpse Sect's sect. It is definitely not something that anyone can enter if they want to. Generally speaking, anyone who can enter this place to practice is the core leader of the sect.

It's no wonder that this stinking monk is so confident, relying on this supernatural power alone, he can be firmly in an invincible position within the same rank.

"No wonder this person doesn't take Yimu Shiqingzhu seriously..."

This method is really weird, and even Xue Leng couldn't help but secretly praised it in his heart.

However, since the two have already torn their skins apart, no matter how powerful the other party is, he must face it. If he wants to survive, he must kill this stinking monk.

The next moment, the two launched their respective attacks almost simultaneously.

After the method was pinched, several huge blood flames instantly appeared beside Xue Leng, twisted and swollen for a while, and then turned into blood flame puppets.

In an instant, he attacked the foul-smelling monk who had turned into slime, and at the same time, the bone erosion cone also flew out, offering a swirling mask of blood mist around his body.

Xue Leng's thoughts are actually very clear. Although the body of corpse mud is a kind of magical power, its essential attributes are still biased towards the attribute of water of the five elements.

Therefore, Xue Leng wanted to take advantage of the hot environment in the Earth Sha Chiyan Cave, use flame attacks, and make a tentative attack first.

At the same time, in the central area of ​​the mud drop on the opposite side, an unusually simple ghost-headed bell suddenly and strangely appeared.

"Dingling, dingling..."

(End of this chapter)