Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 506: Immortal and indestructible, the Taoist Master Yi who broke through the defense, True Lord Qingping, you are the one who pulled it, Xilu is here!

The noises made by the three corpse spirits of cattle and horses in the Pure Yang Prison gave Yi Chen a headache, but he still suppressed his temper and chose to try out the abilities of these three magical corpse spirits.

There is no need to fulfill the full promise. Even if he can get one tenth of what these three things in his body say, he will make a fortune.

After all, when these three ox and horse spirits introduced their own strength, they started with the word "immortality", which shocked Yi Chen greatly.

"Boss Peng Jiao, we were born together, please don't lose face!"

"Yes, cheer up, good job, Boss Peng Jiao."

Seeing the gray soul start to move, the other two green and white souls soon began to move.

"Boiled!"

"Main body, you have to watch out." The gray soul brushed his hair back and immediately strode towards Yi Chen's main consciousness incarnation with four-way steps.

"Master, my three brothers are immortal. You can cut out a little spiritual light from yourself and merge it with us. In this way, you can easily obtain an immortal incarnation. How about it? See your uncle Peng Jiao's ability. Isn't it so powerful that it makes people tremble?"

"Don't play tricks on me." Seeing the gray soul with its nose looking up, Yi Chen couldn't help but frown. He once thought that he might have developed schizophrenia from practicing martial arts and that was why he came up with these three things.

"Hey~ Main body, you are me and I am you. We are connected in spirit. Even if we are reserved from each other, you should be able to clearly know whether your uncle Peng Jiao is lying or not."

"The purpose of integrating a little of your spiritual light is to allow the incarnation outside of the body to be based on your spiritual wisdom and be driven by you."

"Without your innate spiritual light, I cannot act at all. You are my brain, but without Master Peng Jiao to stabilize your spiritual light and provide you with strength, the consciousness of this external incarnation will collapse in a minute. Do you understand?"

"Your innate spiritual light is so powerful that it would be harmless to separate a little bit of it."

"Then, what is the price? Down below, Corpse God Peng Jiao." Facing the boastful and complacent gray soul, Yi Chen directly issued a soul-searching question.

"Um... you'll know once you try it yourself."

Having said this, the gray soul became shy and kept the secret.

After some communication, Yi Chen finally understood why this "God's Descent Technique" was so troublesome.

It was Yi Chengzi who was shallow and underestimated the amazing wisdom of Master Shenhong. It turned out that the "Three Corpses Killing Martial God Sutra" was not completely transformed by the method of contradiction in the evolution of Yi Chengzi's amazing wisdom.
The three corpse spirits in his body had truly been cut off from their innate spiritual light when they evolved, and only within his body could they rely on his spiritual wisdom to be so vivid. Once his main consciousness dies or the three corpse spirits leave his body on their own initiative, these three oddities will instantly become other people's time-stopping creatures, unable to move.

After all, spiritual reflection is not a personal experience. Only by experiencing it yourself after being promoted can you discover the subtleties of the skills deduced by Shenhong.

First it was a positive argument, then a counter-proof. This killing and nurturing allowed Yi Chen to successfully break through the realm with the powerful force of the Three Corpses' Spirits. He also put a shackle on the Three Corpses' Spirits. It was so terrifying.

A point of spiritual light flew out from Lord Yi Chen's consciousness and quickly merged with the gray soul. After a ray of gray light sank into the body of a death row prisoner, only a Q-version gray soul seed the size of a soybean was left in the Pure Yang Prison, and it did not move.

A very strange feeling suddenly emerged in Yi Chen's heart.

For a moment, he felt like an insect that had opened its compound eyes, and two images appeared before his eyes.

His eyes flashed, and a virtual light screen panel like a piece of trash suddenly appeared in the eyes of Yi Chen's incarnation.

"Fuck, that's awesome! As expected, Deep Red is the amazing wisdom of my Yichengzi. It is not brought by this body of mine at all."

After accidentally verifying one of his guesses, Yi Chen's mouth widened into a grin, and then quickly became ferocious.

He felt that his main consciousness had instantly lost the perception of certain desires. In short, he no longer had those worldly desires…
Instead, there was an overwhelming and intense lust that took over the bodies of the living dead prisoners.

"I'm so hot on you, Gray Soul, what on earth did you do? Chao!"

Inside the body of the prisoner, Yi Chen's spiritual wisdom roared in anger.

"Hey, main body, don't be in a hurry to let your spirit light die. Master Peng Jiao has something to say."

"As long as you have more contact with the opposite sex, rub against each other, absorb enough lust, and be satisfied, I can exist for a long time. Uncle Peng Jiao is easily satisfied. You can't blame me, main body."

"I am the product of your deep consciousness. I am the strongest among the three of us. Don't you know why this is the case?"

"Damn!" Yi Chen roared angrily in his heart. At this moment, he finally understood why the gray soul had been hesitant and coy before.

How could Yi Chengzi condense such an evil spirit?

That’s ridiculous!
"What else can you do? You'd better tell me quickly, otherwise I will kill you and you will stay in the Pure Yang Prison for the rest of your life." Yi Chen spoke out in anger again.

"Juti, don't be impatient. Uncle Peng Jiao likes this. As long as you satisfy my desire, I can do a lot for you."

"Don't you want the crimson points? The crimson points that my body gains from killing or touching foreign objects will be added to your main consciousness at the same time."

At the strong request of the gray soul, Yi Chen called for someone to bring a hideous-looking evil ghost that had just taken shape, and asked his "incarnation" to fry it in the oil pan.

As a stream of illusory information passed by, the crimson dots in Yi Chen's main consciousness increased by ten points, and the crimson dots in his avatar instantly became 10.
"Okay, you are still of some use, Gray Soul. Tell me how strong of a physical body you can occupy." At this moment, the anger on Yi Chen's face subsided a little.

As long as he could get the Crimson Dot, Yi Chengzi could endure it even if he lost his worldly desires for a short period of time.

“Um, subject, this ordinary person is the strongest body I can occupy…” Perhaps he couldn’t say any more, the gray soul quickly said, “But don’t panic, subject, as long as your true power improves, the strength of the body that can occupy the body will also increase…”

"Get lost! Get back here!"

With a thought, the prisoner fell to the ground in an instant. As Yi Chen annihilated the spiritual light, the gray soul turned into a gray light and sank into the Pure Yang Flame Prison again.

Yi Chen couldn't listen any more.

What kind of magical power is this?

He, Yi Chengzi, risked losing his worldly desires and first cultivated an old pervert's 'incarnation', letting the clone kill the evil spirits, and the deep red dot main consciousness obtained was still the same.

This is just like taking off your pants to fart.

Why is he working so hard like this?

If he is trained to the limit, he will get an 'incarnation' that is equal to himself. The price is that this 'incarnation' becomes horny every day and needs contact and friction with the opposite sex... His original body loses worldly desires, leaving the nun and the others to live as widows.

Yi Chen felt that he had lost the ability to complain at this moment.

In the Pure Yang Prison, he turned around indifferently and looked at the other two green and white souls.

"What abilities do you two have? Show them off to me~"

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Half an hour later, accompanied by the loud noise of a teacup shattering, Yi Chen could not help but start spraying wildly at the Three Corpse Gods in his body!
"Waste! Drafted? It's all waste!"

"I have finally figured out that each of you possesses unique skills!"

"You are the incarnation of the Lower Corpse God, right? You think about contact and friction with the opposite sex every day! Only when your desires are satisfied can you do things normally!"

"God of Corpse Peng Hou, and you, don't laugh, you bastard, you're always thinking about gambling with others, you're greedy for money, you only take in and don't spend, you're just a gambler, a Grandet gambler who can enter a museum!"

"And you! The Corpse God Peng Zhi, you are too cruel to kill people. Why do you think about chopping people into pieces every day? You are so vicious, you geoduck."

The three great spirits.

Peng Jiao, the corpse god, loves pornography and his head is full of pornographic garbage.

The Corpse God Peng Hou, you are always thinking about making a bet with others. You, old Pixiu Grandet, are a gambler by destiny. You might as well learn from Yan Shuangying and bet with others whether there are bullets in your gun. Kill people and then touch their corpses.

Peng Zhi, the Corpse God, is simply the Jia Xu of the human world. You might as well learn from Cheng Yu, who is under Boss Cao, and use dried human flesh as military rations and make a secret side dish. He is so vicious and cruel!
He, Yi Chengzi, was a dignified Pure Yang! How could he possibly condense such three great yellow, gambling, and poisonous spirits! If this news got out, how could Yi Chengzi survive in the Five Realms!
From moonrise to moonset.

From the starry sky to the morning star, and then to the first ray of sunlight shining into the room in the early morning.

Inside the Pure Yang Prison, Yi Chen pointed at the noses of the Three Corpse Gods and sprayed them all night long without repeating himself. He sprayed the three great oxen and horse spirits until they became autistic and buried their heads in their chests before he stopped.

They are simply the innate sacred bodies of cattle and horses. If they could do something, they would not be completely useless. Yi Chen would not be so angry.

The problem is that he had too high expectations for these three things.

Not only is he not afraid of death, and can be resurrected in his original body even if he dies outside, the magical power of the Three Corpse Spirits is enough to make Yi Chengzi so angry that he almost has a cerebral hemorrhage.

At this moment, a flash of light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Yi Chen was surprised to find that there were changes on the virtual light curtain panel again.

A new term slowly emerged.

Active Skill: God's Descent (The three corpses' spirits are immortal and can occupy other people's bodies, becoming an 'avatar', sharing all the information of the avatar regardless of time and space. The strength of the occupied body will be improved as the strength of the original body increases.)

Very good! I have had a cerebral hemorrhage!
The smile on Yi Chen's face froze again, and he felt numb.

The three corpses' spirits, indeed, all possessed special skills! The entries were all formed, and this ability had already been recognized by his golden finger.

Without any hesitation, Yi Chen, who was originally preparing to take a break, immediately immersed his mind again into the Pure Yang Flame Prison, began to perform a hat trick, and started spraying wildly again.

Relying on his gorgeous language skills, Yi Chen fought one against three and used his surging firepower to scold the Three Corpse Gods into three quails.

"Porn, gambling, drugs, you three bastards, how dare you brag in front of me before!"

"You still want me to take you out to play, but you all should stay in the Pure Sun Prison and reflect on yourselves!"

At noon, just when Yi Chen was giving his final instructions to the Three Corpse Gods, a clear whistling sound came from afar and quickly approached!
"Yichengzi, I heard that you have reached the fifth realm, but I don't believe it."

"Yue Qingping has come to ask for a job today! Why don't you show up right away!"

Through numerous obstacles, through windows, through doors, over white clouds, and through one obstacle after another, Yi Chen saw a green divine mountain riding the wind, entering and exiting the blue sky, and rushing rapidly across the sky.

With a flash of his body, a figure with a peach blossom mask suddenly appeared on the top of the Falling Dragon Mountain. Yuanjun looked at the rapidly approaching Haoran Divine Mountain and took out a bag of melon seeds, a table, and a pear wood and jade carved stool from somewhere. He started to crack the melon seeds as if he was watching a good show.

After a few breaths, the green sacred mountain was reflected in front of everyone in Zhuilong Mountain.

With a flash of his figure, Yi Chen's figure also appeared high in the sky.

At this moment, his expression was indifferent, as if he was very angry!
"Yichengzi, when I heard that you had reached the fifth realm, I rushed here without stopping for a moment."

"Whatever you have, show it to me!"

"Let Wu Yue Qing Ping see how powerful you are at the fifth level!"

The peerless nun raised her eyebrows and immediately said she was eager to try.

For a moment, Yuanjun on the top of Zhuilong Mountain cracked melon seeds even more happily.

After falling into the water, it was a great enjoyment for Yuanjun to see others capsize in the same boat.

"Master Qingping, do you really want to fight me at this time?"

"I am very angry now, I am afraid that I will be too harsh later!"

Yi Chen said indifferently.

He racked his brains for a long time but couldn't figure out how to develop this divine descent method to shine in the Five Realms. He was almost pissed off to death by the Three Corpses' Spirits that night.

No, it’s the spirit of pornography, gambling and drugs.

"That's natural. Are you scared?"

Yue Qingping is a very ambitious woman who is as capable as any man. She has never known how to write the word "cowardly"!
"Little Wolf, hit her chest and blow her up!" Yuanjun saw that Ben was not afraid of Ben's size and the message immediately appeared in Yi Chen's heart, leaving Yi Chen speechless.

"Master Qingping, you pulled it!"

Ignoring Yuanjun's voice transmission, Yi Chen took a deep look at the peerless female priest in front of him, then shook his head and spoke slowly.

"Yichengzi, what do you mean? Do you think Wuyue Qingping and I can't fight?"

The magic sword in Yue Qingping's hand suddenly came out of its sheath!

"No, what I mean is."

"Master Qingping, you are only at the fourth level now, you can't see how powerful I am!"

"The way you see me now is like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky!"

The corner of Yi Chen's mouth cracked, and his left hand slowly clenched into a fist!
"How dare you! So arrogant! What if Wu Yue Qing Ping breaks through to the fifth realm? What will you do?"

“It was certainly different then.”

"Master Qing Ping, when you truly break through the fifth realm, when you look at me, it will be like a mayfly looking at the sky! How can you have the courage to draw your sword against me?"

Yi Chen smiled wildly, and his violent aura spread instantly.

It attacked Yue Qingping suddenly like a comet hitting the moon!
At a speed that Yue Qingping could not understand or react to, a huge fist instantly appeared on the lower abdomen of the peerless female champion.

boom!
"Master! What's wrong with you!"

Following Shui Lingyue's (Master's) exclamation, Yue Qingping embedded into Qingping Mountain like a cannonball.

When Shui Lingyue arrived, Yue Qingping had already rolled her eyes and fainted.

Yi Chen: “….” I haven’t transformed yet, Master Qingping, it seems that you are really awesome!
At this moment, on the Falling Dragon Mountain, a woman wearing a peach blossom mask was laughing so hard that she was bent over!

She gave Yi Chen a thumbs up from a distance.

"Well done, little wolf!"

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In the evening, the setting sun melts gold.

Yi Chen, Ying Si and his group quickly headed towards Zhentian Sea Gate.

Yue Qingping sat upright on Qingping Mountain, with a puppy-like face, cold as ice. He didn't talk to anyone and looked like he wanted no one to approach him.

Tian Yunzi of Tianji Palace brought news that Xilu would be close to Haijiao City of Zhentian Haimen tomorrow. Without waiting for the strange doctor Lang Qianhua, they and Yuanjun rushed to Zhentian Haimen first.

As for Lang Qianhua, he will arrive later!

(End of this chapter)