In the illusion, Ye Xuan suddenly stepped towards the pavilion wall, ignored the wall in front of him and rushed straight up.

In the real mountain temple, Ye Xuan came to the shadow of the corner. A yellow-haired fox raised his head and looked at Ye Xuan approaching. His forelimbs were bent and he knelt down like a human being.

Next to the yellow-haired fox, a bobcat and a spotted snake were the same. However, their begging was useless and a ghost hand the size of a millstone fell down fiercely.

"Boom." The ghost hand was filled with a green and faint color, and the rolling spiritual power was even stronger than the twelve levels of Qi training.

With a light sound, the spotted snake turned into blood mist first. The bobcat and the yellow-haired fox twisted, turning into two rays of light to dodge left and right.

"Where can you escape?" The illusion was broken, and the Taoist Changshun broke free.

Hundreds of yellow talismans came out of their sleeves, and in the blink of an eye, they all formed a large golden net in the air, blocking the lynx's way.

Ye Xuan followed him and Sen Luo pointed at him. The bobcat was killed by a finger. When his body shook, Ye Xuan turned to chase the yellow-haired fox.

The two were one in front and one behind, and the yellow-haired fox passed through the wall. Ye Xuan could not pass through the wall technique, so he knocked down the wall of the mountain temple with one punch and rushed out.

"We, what's wrong with us... Where are the beauty going?" In the mountain temple, more than a dozen men lay all over the floor.

After a crazy output from the previous period, these people now have sunken cheeks, dark eyes, and weak legs that cannot straighten their waists.

"You just stay here, don't run around, I'll go back, I'll go." Old Taoist Changshun glanced at everyone and shook his head and said.

The Taoist Changshun could not keep up with Ye Xuan's fate. He didn't chase him far away. He soon lost his pursuit and could only follow the traces left by Ye Xuan and search for them.

The deeper the mountains and old forests, the deeper the barren mountains, the less people are, the more bushes are growing, and fallen leaves are piled up several feet thick.

Ye Xuan's figure flashed, and afterimages were left behind. He avoided the big trees that were thick with each other. The yellow light that escaped in front gradually slowed down and circled around the surroundings.

"Have you arrived at the place?" Ye Xuan smiled, and the old nest was nearby.

Time passed, half an hour passed, and the yellow-haired fox screamed, as if extremely anxious, and rushed into a dense area of ​​vines.

As soon as the yellow-haired fox got into it, Ye Xuan's figure appeared here. He looked at the ground around him and saw two lines of faint footprints, and at the same time there was a rotten smell.

"Roar." A festered human figure rushed out of the vine, wrapped his arms with wind and waves, and grabbed Ye Xuan's head.

The human-shaped corpse refining body was squeezed into the palm of the palm of the body without taking a step. The bones were crackling, and most of the bones in the body were broken instantly.

"You are the corpse refining? You are really mixed up with the monster." Ye Xuan did not rush to kill the corpse refining.

The corpse refining in front of me was ulcerated and my head fell, and it was already beyond recognition. My fingernails were black, and drops of corpse water fell to the ground, and a trace of blue smoke rose.

"Do you know the whereabouts of the Seven Spirit Taoist?" Ye Xuan asked.

As soon as these words were said, the corpse refining struggled wildly, with its festering face, its facial features twisted, and its eyes were scarlet and about to drip bleeding. It hated the Seven Spirit Taoist people extremely.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan guessed in his heart that this corpse refining was not the subordinate of the Seven Spirit Taoist, but an enemy. The Seven Spirit Taoist was very interested. The enemy did not kill him directly, but actually refined it into a corpse refining, saying that life was worse than death.

"Puff." The corpse refining opened its mouth and spit out a large mouthful of yellow water.

The smell was stinking, and a smell of vomiting spread out. Ye Xuan frowned and shook his sleeves and the wind blew away the yellow water and the smell.

He snorted coldly, squeezed the ghost claws hard, and the corpse was instantly transformed into a pool of meat paste, which gave him a relief.

The ghost claws tear the vines to pieces, Ye Xuan stepped into it, and two holes were divided into the cave, which was clear at one glance, and the smell was soaring to the sky. It seemed that it was the place where he hid before the corpse was refining.

Ye Xuan glanced at the hole on the other side and led to a deeper darkness. On the other hand, the corpse refining side was less than five feet deep. There was a simple bed in the corner, and a stone box was placed next to the bed.

Ye Xuan showed up in front of the bed with a move, waved his hand and opened the stone box from the air. It was a black stone inside, dull, but the size of a fist.

"Soul-raising stone."

Ye Xuan recalled the classics he read in the library and recognized the stone. With a careful sense of the sensation, dozens of dead souls were imprisoned in the soul-focused stone the size of a fist.

"This body refining is mixed with the monster, sucking human blood, and collecting human souls. What's the use of his soul?" Ye Xuan thought for a little while, smashed the soul-raising stone, and dozens of vague figures appeared in the cave, and all bent down to bow.

Ye Xuan took out a corpse yin bead, stimulated dozens of yin energy, and penetrated into the bodies of these soul shadows, and said lightly: "When your soul is unstable, if you delay it, you will end up scattering your soul. Go."

Dozens of soul shadows in the cave fluctuated, and they knelt down again for gratitude. They rushed out of the cave entrance in a blink of an eye, sank into the air outside, and disappeared.

Ye Xuan's spiritual consciousness swept out and found that the place where these dead souls disappeared was nothing unusual. It seemed that there was a path invisibly, just to lead the dead souls away.

Shaking his head, Ye Xuan knew that he had insufficient cultivation, so he didn't think much about it. He drilled into another hole and groped along the tunnel. The road ahead became narrower and narrower, and finally he only had a fox passing through.

"It's over." Ye Xuan sneered, and the ghost hand grabbed it, and large swaths of soil in front scattered.

After taking one step, my eyes suddenly became wide open. At the end of the tunnel was a cave, two feet in size. Although it was pitch black, Ye Xuan's transformation of facial features did not hinder his vision.

The decorations inside the cave are obviously imitating ordinary people's houses, and the decorations are decent. In a corner of the fox's nest, there are silk beddings stolen from somewhere.

There is also a small stone platform next to it, with a small mirror, rouge, wooden comb and several small ornaments on it, which need not be thought to be stolen.

"Woo woo..." The yellow-haired fox shrank into the bedding, trembling and whimpering.

Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up. He saw another stone box. When he moved his body, Ye Xuan stood beside the quilt and opened the stone box. Sure enough, it was another soul-raising stone.

"Woo, woo, woo..." The fox, who noticed Ye Xuan approaching and was sitting next to him, huddled in the bedding, immediately whimpered louder, and its sound was like crying like a girl, very much like crying.

Ye Xuan had long heard that foxes could imitate human voices and confusing people's hearts, leaving many legends in the countryside. Now that they have seen them with their own eyes, they have truly confirmed these legends.

"Go out and talk." Ye Xuan turned on the bedding and saw the yellow-haired fox curled up, grinning at him, and making a threat.

A cold light flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes, and he glared at the yellow-haired fox, and murderous aura scattered everywhere, scaring the yellow-haired fox so much that he screamed and did not dare to bare his teeth again.

"Why do you take on people's souls?"

White smoke rolled on the quilt, and the yellow-haired fox changed into a charming girl, naked, charming, petite face, slightly pointed chin, and a pair of charming fox eyes.

"Big, uncle, don't kill me." The charming girl lowered her head and knelt beside her with fear.

"Uncle?" Ye Xuan was silent. The fox stole things everywhere and imitated ordinary people. Most of these words were learned.
Chapter completed!