The heart of the ancient corpse of the saint was covered with crisscrossing folds. As the corpse gas poured in, the heart pounded like a big drum, shocking the mind.

A trace of black and white light suddenly surged from Xu Yang's illusion body, and his illusion body became much more solid. The influence of this rhythmic pressure on him was immediately reduced a lot.

More and more corpse energy essences were compressed into the heart of the ancient corpse of the saint. This heart, which was originally one foot in diameter, became smaller and smaller under the gray-black corpse energy, gradually shrinking to the size of a fist, and the crisscrossing folds on it also shrank into fine patterns.

The whole heart gradually became darker from golden color, and turned into a hard gray-black sphere. This is the saint's corpse core that Xu Fun uses corpse qi to condense the heart of the saint and forge it.

"Very good. Next, we should engrave the mark of corpse control with our minds to ensure that the ancient saint corpse will never betray it."

Xu Yang's illusion body formed complex seals, and a blue mental power surged out, twisting and twisting in the air, forming an exquisite three-dimensional mark. This three-dimensional mark slowly imprinted towards the corpse of the ancient saint corpse.

Crack...

A slight sound came from the side, and a strong repulsive force suddenly surged from the core of the ancient corpse of the saint. Xu Yang carved the corpse control mark, and there were signs of collapse in an instant!

Xu Yang was shocked. He suddenly stood up with one palm and shouted in a low voice: "The power of the original source of the Breeding and Prosperity Realm, bless me!"

The black and white light turned into two black and white light spots, rushing towards Xu Yang's mental illusion body. Xu Yang's originally slightly illusory mental illusion body suddenly became much more solid. The three-dimensional corpse control mark carved in the air became stable again and printed towards the surface of the corpse core.

Although the corpse core of the ancient corpse of the saint has a strong repulsive power, Xu Yang is now in the corpse world with the strength of the real saint. With his efforts, the corpse control mark still invades the corpse core inch by inch, and eventually completely penetrates the corpse core, leaving an exquisite blue mark on it.

"Huh... I finally completed this step. This ancient saint corpse is really difficult. If it weren't for the saint level strength, even the people of the Nether Clan would not be able to successfully plant the corpse control mark."

Xu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned and looked upwards. He felt that the repulsive force that surged out of the saint's corpse just now seemed to be dominated by a weak consciousness, and this consciousness came from above.

"Does this ancient saint really have residual consciousness..." Xu Yang frowned slightly, but now the corpse control mark has been planted in the corpse core. Even if this saint corpse has a complete consciousness, it is difficult for him to break free from Xu Yang's shackles. Xu Yang doesn't have to worry about this.

However, since he had this feeling, Xu Yang decided to search for it to see if the ancient corpse of the saint still had residual consciousness.

"Above the heart position, it should be the sea of ​​consciousness derived from the brain of the saint, and the possibility of having residual consciousness is the greatest." Xu Yang looked up and the illusion of the mind turned into a blue light, rising rapidly.

Not long after, Xu Yang broke into the eyebrows of the ancient corpse of the saint. There was the sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as he entered the saint's sea of ​​consciousness, Xu Yang was slightly stunned.

Logically speaking, the ancient corpse of a saint has been dead for many years, and the sea of ​​consciousness must have been completely broken and exhausted, but now Xu Yang has discovered that it is not the case at all. Although the sea of ​​consciousness here is a little dilapidated and desolate, it still remains generally intact. Occasionally, a trace of gray mist can be seen lingering around.

"It seems that there is really a residual consciousness." Xu Yang's illusion body suddenly emitted a stream of blue mental power, forming an increasingly larger and larger blue light net, extending in all directions. He wanted to search for something special in this sea of ​​consciousness that the residual consciousness can hide.

The more the power of the mind spreads, the more shocked Xu Yang is. Although this sea of ​​consciousness is desolate and dilapidated, its vastness is unimaginable, almost as big as a withered star!

Xu Yang is almost saint in the world of remnant and prosperous, and his mental power has been greatly strengthened. Even so, he did his best to extend his mental tentacles to the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Well? There seems to be something in that corner far away?" When Xu Yang was about to withdraw his mind's tentacles, he suddenly felt a special fluctuation.

Xu Yang's mind tentacles just came into contact with the mind fluctuation when he heard a call of distant vicissitudes.

"shortage……"

Through the heavy gray mist, Xu Yang's illusion body could not see the true appearance of the things he was touching, so he could only listen carefully. But what he got was nothing more than a sigh of "风"!

"Maybe I was worried too much. Even if this ancient saint's corpse had residual consciousness, it was on the verge of dying. Perhaps, this was not a saint's consciousness at all, but just some residual instincts." Xu Yang laughed slightly and suddenly flew out of the ancient saint's corpse's sea of ​​consciousness space.

After Xu Yang left, the desolate and dilapidated space of consciousness had a pair of turbid and vast eyes, which slightly opened a line and then closed tightly.

"Wind..." A distant sigh.

***

"It's good that there are some residual consciousness instincts. According to the records of the secret record of corpse refining, it is easier to refine silver spirit corpses, and there is even hope of refining golden spirit corpses!"

Small jade bottles beside Xu Yang flew up, and the bottle plugs opened automatically. A variety of rare treasures that had long been extinct fell on the corpse refining formation.

"Corpsy Qi turns into fire, Netherworld Flame!" Xu Yang pinched the corpse refining seal in his hand, and suddenly the seven Buddhas around him surging the bodies of the corpse refining, and suddenly condensed into a white flame the size of a palm. The temperature around him suddenly dropped a lot.

This white flame is the Yin fire condensed by the extremely rich corpse energy. For the corpse, it contains all kinds of magical uses.

Under the scorching of the corpse qi and yin fire, the ancient saint's corpse, which was originally as hard as iron wire, melted and fell off one by one, and its solid diamond-like film gradually became soft and alive.

"Netherworld True Water." Xu Yang was distracted and controlled, the small jade bottle containing Netherworld True Water flew up and slowly tilted.

Drops of black liquid dripped on the eyebrows, temples, throats, etc. of the ancient corpse of the saint. This is the vein of the ancient corpse of the saint.

"Seven Mysterious Bone Beads, come out!" Xu Yang's hand move, the seven Mysterious Bone Beads that covered the chest of the Holy Corpse were stripped out one by one and re-entered into Xu Yang's bag. Suddenly, the corpse energy on the ancient corpse of the saint flowed out like the Yangtze River.

The corpse veins were quickly penetrated. With the moisturizing of the Netherworld True Water, the corpse qi of the seven-headed Buddha's corpse refining is the source of energy. The process of opening up the ancient corpse veins of the saint is very smooth.

All the corpse veins, the final connection direction is the location of the corpse core of the ancient corpse of the saint.

"All the meridians are connected, and the corpse nucleus is pulsating!" Xu Yang once again made a seal according to the secret record of the corpse refining secret.

The chest of the ancient corpse of the saint suddenly had a slight ups and downs, like a living person! Through this membrane, Xu Yang could fully guess that at the location of the ancient corpse of the saint, corpse veins surging corpse qi, pouring a large amount of corpse qi into the corpse nucleus. In the corpse nucleus, a large amount of pure corpse qi was condensed and fed back to the major corpse veins. This feeling was like the relationship between the heart and blood vessels.

"Huh... the task is done!" Xu Yang formed the last seal in his hand and suddenly slapped the saint's ancient corpse's eyebrows.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed across the eyebrows of the ancient saint's corpse, and its eyes slowly opened again. Two blood rays rose into the sky.

"Xiao Xuanzi, have you finished refining the corpse?" The bronze plate came over and looked at the ancient corpse of the saint curiously, "Strange, it doesn't feel much stronger."

Xu Yang shook his head and said, "The original body of the ancient corpse of the saint is strong enough. Even if you use various treasures, you cannot strengthen the body. Now I refine corpses to open up the corpse veins inside his body, so that it can use corpse qi one more way. The most important thing is that after this refining, it has an energy core - the corpse core. If you take action in the future, the corpse qi consumed will be continuously replenished by the corpse core, and there is no need to return to the soul-catching bell space for a long time to absorb the yin energy."

"Okay... I heard that spiritual corpses are divided into four levels. How many levels have you, the ancient saint corpse, refined?" The bronze plate was not familiar with corpse refining, and asked.

Xu Yang shook his head and said, "After refining the spirit corpse, there will be disasters. Only after the baptism of disasters can it truly become a corpse refining. It has not been completely completed yet. The world of reef and prosperity is different from the world of heaven and mysterious, so there is no spiritual corpse disaster. If we walk out of here and return to the secret realm of the courtyard, the spiritual corpse disaster will appear."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take it out for a walk and see what kind of treasures have been refined." Bronze plate teased.

Xu Yang was also very curious that this saint's corpse refining was his first work of refining corpse, and he also wanted to know what level this corpse refining would reach.

"I just hope it's not a bronze spirit corpse, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing..." Xu Yang smiled slightly, his sleeves flew away, rolled up the ancient saint corpse, and stepped straight out of the world of prosperity and prosperity.

***

As soon as he stepped out of the Blessing Realm, Xu Yang frowned. A sudden feeling of a disaster suddenly arose in his heart.

"No way... it's such a coincidence." Xu Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"What's wrong?" Bronze plate asked strangely from the side.

"I seem... to be going through the tribulation, too." Xu Yang shook his head and said, "I have suppressed it for a while. Now the signs of the tribulation are becoming more and more obvious. My spiritual sense can fully sense the majesty from the way of heaven." (To be continued...)
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