Pill Sovereign Reborn

"Black beetle? Hum! Want to kill me with this little trick? "

Facing the black beetles all over the sky, Ye Lan is unafraid, with a playful smile on her lips.

"Don't underestimate my black beetle. It's very poisonous. Once the monk is bitten, he will die suddenly in a short time."

The young man in Black said coldly.

"If I remember correctly, this insect needs to be fed by the practitioner's true Qi and moistened by his soul power, so that he can listen to others?"

Ye Lan asked with a smile.

"Yes, so what?"

"If you nourish the insects with your soul power, then I have 10000 ways to kill you black beetles!"

"Ha ha! It's ridiculous, boy. Don't brag

The young man in black was very angry and laughed.

"It's easy to see if you're bragging!"

Ye Lan responded.

Raise a move, true Dan, Wan Sheng stove circled out, fall into the palm of Ye Lan.

The whole furnace, about the size of a palm, releases a milky halo. In the furnace, there is a white real fire, which is the real fire condensed by Ye Lan's real gas.

"Burn!"

Ye Lan drink, Wansheng furnace, suddenly burst out of a white flame.

This white flame, crazy to meet the black fog all over the sky.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

Not long, bursts of hissing sound, one after another issued.

In the black fog, many black beetles invisible to the naked eye turn into ashes under the burning of white real fire, making a shrill sound of insects.

Although the black beetles are not afraid of burning in ordinary flames, they can't resist the white fire from the Wansheng stove.

Just because, Wansheng furnace is specialized in fighting souls and soul soldiers.

For the young man in black robe, the black beetle is his soul soldier, the soul soldier he feeds with his soul power.

Naturally, when these black beetles encounter the white fire from Wansheng stove, how can they resist it?

"No way. How can that be?"

Looking at the white real fire burning and killing its own black beetle, the young man in black robe showed his eyes to crack, and his face was unbelievable.

He really didn't expect that the young man in front of him had such a wonderful soul soldier. He could restrain the enemy's soul soldiers and burn the soul power contained in the enemy's soul soldiers!

"Nothing is impossible. The land of Shenwu is vast. The strong are like clouds, and the genius is like crucian carp. You have all kinds of magic powers. You can only make waves in the small place of Longyuan by your small means.

You should know that in this world, all things interact with each other. Since there are black beetles, there must be ways to control them! "

Ye Lan, holding Wansheng stove in her hand, calmly looks at the young man in black robe, approaching each other step by step.

With the help of the white real fire from the Wansheng stove, the black fog, which was rampant at the beginning, retreated like a mouse saw a cat, and did not dare to face each other rashly.

"Damn it

The black robed youth angrily scolds, suddenly takes out a black amulet and throws it at Ye Lan.

The black symbol explodes and turns into black lightning, which suddenly kills Ye Lan.

Bang ~

the Wansheng stove swings, and Ye Lan easily destroys the oncoming black lightning.

Then, a little bit, blink of an eye, close to the young man in black robe, in the hands of Wansheng stove blast out.

Bang ~

with a dull sound, Wansheng stove heavily hit the young man in black robe on the chest, and the other person's body suddenly flew upside down like a shell, and his head hit the deck of the building ship, with a green onion inserted upside down.

However, seeing his chest sunken, it was obvious that he could not survive.

"Leader ye, it's a good way to be a leader."

Xiao Tian should be deeply admired.

He thought that the corpse hall was extremely difficult to deal with. After all, the other party could control the corpse puppets and keep a large number of black beetles.

If the practitioners who do not know the Dharma, once they encounter such existence, they will die without life.

Fortunately, Ye Lan knows a lot about corpses and puppets, and has the means to control black beetles.

Otherwise, the two of them are more dangerous than lucky.

"There's no time to say that. What about the others?"

Ye Lan urgent way, think of Lin Qingyun is also on the ship, if the other party also met the corpse hall door, with Lin Qingyun means, absolutely difficult to fight.

Whoo ~

with her body twinkling, Ye Lan launches her perception in an all-round way, frantically searching for Lin Qingyun's whereabouts.

The other party is his best friend in the last life. Ye Lan can ignore the life and death of other people on the ship, but Lin Qingyun has to!

For a long time, Ye Lan felt Lin Qingyun's breath on the other side of the boat. At the same time, she also felt several other cold and powerful breath.

The breath was the same as that of the former corpse hall doorman.

And the strong breath, generally in the four or even five of Dan.

"Smelly boy, do you want to fight back?"

A tall, white face of the burly young man, a sneer at the distance that all over the scars of the youth.The boy was Lin Qingyun.

This time, several corpse hall disciples surrounded Lin Qingyun and killed him. Originally, some of Lei Yun's disciples joined hands to defend the enemy.

However, the means of the disciples of the corpse hall were strange. The corpse puppets controlled by Lei yunzong were extremely difficult to kill. As a result, many of his disciples were killed and injured, and some of them were willing to surrender to the corpse hall in order to survive.

Lin Qingyun is now under attack, fighting alone with several members of the corpse hall.

"Lin Qingyun, surrender! With your talent in kendo, if you enter the corpse hall, the people in the corpse hall will not treat you badly! "

A disciple of Lei yunzongneimen, looking at the scarred Lin Qingyun, earnestly advised.

However, his words are in exchange for Lin Qingyun's cold eyes.

"I, Lin Qingyun, would rather die than surrender!"

Holding the sword tightly, Lin Qingyun gets up with difficulty, and his whole body exudes a sense of rushing to the sky sword again.

"In that case, I can only take you on the road!"

That corpse hall doorman is cold hum, he has never seen such a stubborn guy.

As soon as the exorcism bell in his hand shakes, more than a dozen corpses and puppets fight madly towards Lin Qingyun.

"Kendo - thirty six Tiangang!"

Lin Qingyun waved his long sword and showed his thirty-six Tiangang.

Thirty six swords with the potential of wind and thunder rushed at the dozen corpses and killed them into pieces.

Unfortunately, everything is useless. At the moment when the doorman of the corpse hall rings the exorcism magic bell again, the corpse puppets, which are divided into several pieces, are put together again into the original state, and then they go to kill Lin Qingyun again.

"Seventy two Lei Li!"

The sky roared with thunder, bombing the corpses and puppets.

"I'll see. How long can you hold on?"

The corpse hall doorman is not in a hurry to kill Lin Qingyun. Instead, he wants to see Lin Qingyun slowly consumed by his corpse puppets.

"Eighty one roars!"

Lin Qingyun, drink again.

He fought alone with more than a dozen corpses and puppets. The more he fought, the braver he was.

It's a pity that the two fists are hard to fight against the four hands. Gradually, Lin Qingyun's true Qi is almost depleted, and his face is getting pale and tired.

Knees a soft, not from kneeling on the ground, gasping heavily.

"It seems that you have reached the limit, and it's time for you to have fun!"

The corpse hall doorman sneered, the exorcism magic bell shook, more than a dozen corpse puppets were crazy to kill Lin Qingyun.

This time, Lin Qingyun can't move any more. In his eyes, there is only despair.

Zheng ~

just as the dozen corpse puppets were about to be slaughtered on Lin Qingyun, silver flying swords came from the distance.

Shua Shua

Three hundred and sixty silver flying swords passed through the eyebrows of more than ten corpses.

Then, the corpses fell to the ground with no movement.

"Who?"

Several corpse hall doormen, with a heavy complexion, look into the distance and find a young man wearing a purple robe, looking at himself and others coldly.

"Kill your men!"

Ye Lan said in a deep voice.

As soon as the mother sword in her hand trembled and made a sound, the 360 silver flying swords circled like a dragon and quickly shot at the corpse hall doormen.

The members of the corpse hall were shocked and quickly used their own means and martial arts to resist.

However, several people were still killed, but the burly young man still blocked the impact of the silver flying sword and saved his life.

Although his life was saved, he was seriously injured, and his whole body was dripping with blood.

"Fire

Ye Lan drinks low, and the soul of the flame is released. The black flames turn into black fire dragons. They roar and rush to kill, wrapping the burly youth in an instant and burning them to ashes.

"How powerful!"

On one side, there are several disciples of Leiyun sect who have taken refuge in the corpse hall. They are surprised to see that Ye Lan has easily killed the corpse puppets refined by the corpse hall and killed several disciples of the corpse hall.

"Thank you, younger martial brother ye, for your help!"

Several leiyunzongneimen disciples wake up, qiqichong Ye Lan in the distance bows to each other.

"Help? Didn't you take refuge in the mortuary? "

Ye Lan hummed coldly.

"Younger martial brother ye, please listen to us!"

"Stop it, I don't want to hear it!"

Ye Lan response, flying sword across, in an instant, the end of the lives of those Lei yunzongneimen disciples, all a sword!