The crystal core just transmitted that it was at the source of the river, and now it suddenly appeared in front of us.

Suo Yi immediately understood that the message just now was just to let him try his best to see how strong the resistance of the demon corpse is.

As soul catchers of the "Seeking Heaven's Way", catching their own people and trapping them is their traditional skill.

The petal monk flew into the long river of black water, and pieces of blood-red petals swirled down and sank directly into the sticky liquid, forming a hotbed that was about to lift up the corpse of the three-eyed demon.

He followed all the way here, watching the straw raincoat monk constantly trying to salvage the demon corpse, and came to a preliminary conclusion that it was best not to touch the demon corpse directly, so as not to attract the strange black fire.

After the blood-colored petals sank into the black water, countless resentments were aroused and burst out.

The magnifiable petals were covered with fine and delicate lines, like a fishing net that kept the resentment out, and began to drag up a large area of ​​black water.

"Return!"

Seeing that the petals were holding up the demon's corpse, the Petal Monk grabbed a bare blood-red root with both hands, chanting spells repeatedly, preparing to take the petals back.

A large amount of black water and corpses were lifted up and began to fly towards the shore, breaking through the surging resentment.

However, the demon corpse was too heavy, so the speed became very slow.

On the other side, the straw raincoat monk who was knocked away and almost disintegrated put on the raincoat again, muttering something. The thatch used to weave the raincoat began to grow wildly and turned into black, slender snakes that rushed towards the petal monk.

"Old Suno, we'll split it in half after I pull it up."

Seeing the straw raincoat monk's attack coming, the petal monk roared, but he increased the movement of dragging the demon corpse with his hands, and the remaining petals turned into a shield to block behind him.

The petals and the black snake collided with each other, making a crackling sound in the air, and the void, which was already cracked, began to collapse.

“Crack, crack.”

In a breath, the entire void collapsed.

At this moment, Monk Huaban also dragged the demon's corpse to the shore, and threw an extremely huge clam shell into the air, ready to take in the demon's corpse as a whole.

…

On the other side, Shen Lian was retreating when the void collapsed, but the speed at which the space shattered was much faster than the speed at which he escaped.

The power of space fluctuations and the long black river converged together, and countless grievances flew out from the long river, stirring up even greater momentum.

It is almost impossible to hide your body in this situation.

Specifies to be exposed.

Seeing that it was about to be swept up by the space, the secondary soul immediately stepped on the relatively solid rock wall and rushed into the broken space. A wisp of green merit in his hand turned into a hook and hooked towards the demon corpse.

Since he was about to be exposed, he might as well be the one who took advantage of it. Shen Lian made the decision in an instant.

With a "whoosh" sound, the chain of merit ignored the broken space and resentment, and suddenly tied up one of the arms of the demon corpse. A black flame instantly emerged, but it did not burn the chain in one go like before.

Seeing that he was tied up, the secondary soul pulled back suddenly and ran away without looking back.

He does this very efficiently.

It happened in a flash. When the straw raincoat monk and the petal monk came back to their senses after the fight, they saw a dazzling black ball of light dragging the demon corpse towards the direction of the Black Water River.

When his spiritual consciousness broke out of his body and wanted to see what the black ball of light was, he saw a ball of resentment rolling around.

Seeing that the demon corpse he had just pulled out was gone, Monk Huaban was not going to give up. He didn't care about the rolling ball of resentment. There were too many weird things in this wilderness. Everyone was weird.

The ability of a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage can be imagined, and with the release of surging magic power, the void is caused to collapse in series wherever he passes. After chasing for thousands of miles, the soul ball is nowhere to be found, and even the demon's corpse is gone.

"snort!"

The straw raincoat monk, who was injured, followed shortly afterwards and snorted coldly at the appearance of the petal monk.

"The opportunities created by the predecessors are collected by the descendants, and there will be more descendants to come."

"There are only a few families active in the wilderness, except for that poor little creature, they are the descendants of the Corpse Immortal Sect. They have been searching for the corpse."

Monk Huaban said coldly, "But a monk who could disappear without a trace so quickly under the perception of two great monks like you and me must be at least a great monk of the same level as you and me. When did the descendants of the Corpse Immortal Sect have such a monk?"

The monk in straw raincoat ignored the petals and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

It doesn't matter if he can't catch it.

As long as his fellow students couldn't get it, he would be very happy.

If the treasure he discovered first was snatched away by the Petal Monk, it would be more painful than killing him.

The departure of the straw raincoat monk made the aura of the petal monk gradually colder. He wanted to be a fisherman for once, but he didn't expect that there were other old sinners around.

There are not many cultivators and forces that can gain a foothold in the wilderness. One is the merits of the poor little creature, the other is the Xuanshi and other people who play with Yin corpses, and the other is their soul catchers who "seek the way of heaven".

Their soul catchers already have filthy and evil bodies, and their souls are locked up by spiritual restrictions, so they are no longer afraid of the vengeful spirits that claim their lives.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was most likely stolen by the descendants of the Immortal Corpse Sect, and they were the most likely suspects.

Although the Corpse Immortal Sect has declined and become a small sect, their ancestors were once wealthy, so it is normal for a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage to emerge.

"I'll make a note of this!"

It would have been fine if I had managed to rob my fellow student of his things, but now, not only did I fail, but I was also charged for it. It's so unfair.

Fortunately, it doesn't matter. Soul catchers cannot kill each other. Even if there is a blood feud between them, the spiritual restrictions in their bodies are like a sword hanging high, hanging on their souls all the time.

…

After escaping far away, Shen Lian went directly into the nearby Cave No. 13. However, he did not stay there for long. He just let the puppet leave a little trace and then ran away again.

The most important thing is to delay time.

He has set up more than thirty such fraud caves in the wilderness.

Unfortunately, none of them have been used yet.

…

"Didn't catch up?"

While diving underground and escaping far away, Shen Lian was sensing the situation within a thousand miles.

The Nascent Soul cultivator was greatly affected here, and he didn't dare to use his full strength even if he wanted to chase him. This was one of the main reasons why he was able to make a quick decision to grab the item and run away.

He originally wanted to go south, but after getting two treasures on the way, he chose to go north to clear out the demon corpse first.

It's really interesting. The lower-level exiled immortals I met before were also full of intrigue and indecision. The cultivators of this mysterious force are the same. Not to mention the close relationship between fellow disciples, it seems like they want to stab each other in the back.

However, when Shen Lian thought of the horrible appearance of the straw raincoat monk, who had no face at all and was crawling with resentful insects, he felt a little relieved.

When it gets to this horrible state, the soul can no longer be normal, and it might even be twisted into a knot.

After passing through four fraudulent caves along the way, Shen Lian restrained his energy and entered his real hiding place.

Below the Yunmeng Market, Yuanshi No. 1 is in a safe place.

For hundreds of years, Yunmeng Market has still existed.

There are quite a few cultivators, and the cultivator in charge here is still from the Bishui Sect. However, this Bishui Sect is no longer the Bishui Sect of the past. The cultivators in the sect have been replaced, and only the name remains the same.

The new cultivator was from a Jindan family in the former Chu State. Taking advantage of the decline of the Bishui Sect, he came to occupy the sect and turned his family into a sect, calling himself Master Bilian.

…

Beneath the spiritual vein deep in the land of Fangshi.

A cave stone fell between the earth and rocks like an ordinary stone.

Inside the cave, Shen Lian had just used his divine sense to check the corpse of the demon, and suddenly, a black flame ignited on the released divine sense, and it was about to attack his sea of ​​divine sense.

After cutting off the divine consciousness, his eyes lit up with joy.

According to rumors, some talented cultivators in the three-eyed demon clan can awaken the bloodline supernatural powers of the demon clan or the monster clan when they are born.

The magical powers of the demon race tend to be more about the body, while the magical powers of the monster race tend to be more about the soul.

This kind of black spiritual fire that can burn the divine mind is exactly the magic power of the devil's soul, the Moro Pure Fire, which is specifically used to restrain the divine soul.

Shen Lian tapped his brows, and then ripples appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness. A vague shadow of a phoenix appeared, and then a materialized claw gathered together.

The five colored soul fires on the five claws began to jump, and were pulled out of the sea of ​​​​consciousness by him, spinning and flying towards the demon's corpse.

Sure enough, when the corpse was touched again, Rama's Pure Fire flew out and hit the five-colored soul fire derived from the Tiandu Yanshen Fa.

Hiss.

A piercing sound was heard, and the momentum of the five-colored soul fire was weakened by one third at the moment of collision. It was obvious that the black fire was of a higher level, and by more than one small level, otherwise this situation would not have been possible.

Shen Lian took out the Five Elements Ship and took advantage of the situation to chop down at the demon corpse, but was still blocked by a flash of black light on its body.

The black light emanates from beneath the surface of the body, and once it touches the body, a sensation will occur. It is either a secret technique or a kind of magical power. Shen Lian is more inclined to believe that it is a bloodline magical power.

"At least it's the Nascent Soul Great Perfection!"

After repeated attempts, he made another judgment about the demon's corpse.

This demon had at least reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage during his lifetime, and had retained at least two bloodline magical powers.

At present, apart from the Moro Pure Fire, he is unable to confirm the remaining magical powers and can only identify them during the process of refining the puppet.

As for why he left behind such magical traces after his death, it was probably because of the long river of resentment.

The female cultivator corpse of Qian Dai previously possessed extraordinary abilities, which were preserved because of the specific environment of the wilderness.

Therefore, it is not surprising that this demon corpse can be so magical.

He wanted to make a three-eyed demon who had reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul into a puppet and prevent it from falling in realm. However, his fourth-grade, low-grade puppet-making skills were far from enough.

If it is a fourth-level, medium-quality puppeteer, you can give it a try, but there is still a risk of downgrading. Only by advancing to a fourth-level, high-quality puppeteer can you ensure that it can exert its maximum combat power.

This will ensure that even if the original body and the secondary soul continue to advance to the middle or even late Nascent Soul stage in the future, this puppet can still be used and will not be wasted.

In a flash, Shen Lian's eyes opened and closed with a bright light.

[Shen Lian: Early Nascent Soul Stage]

[Physical Cultivation: Fourth-order Lower Grade (Fake)]

[Divine Thought: 148,000 feet (about 986 miles)]

[Puppet: Fourth-order inferior grade (12458/400000) cannot be broken through]

【……】

(End of this chapter)