A layer of moonlight was suddenly covered on the gray-white body of the Yin God, and the breath surged again. The Yin God shook, and the movements were so fast that the naked eye could not capture. The remaining green and strong corpses were separated in the blink of an eye.

"Yin Shen, you are monks from the out-of-body realm. OK, okay, if you don't punish evil, you will bully me." The young man in Taoist robe suddenly stood up, his expression could not hide his panic.

Seeing this, the six female corpse refiners showed coldness on their stiff faces, and cold white mist gushed out of their bodies, and they all blocked outside the door.

As mortals in the past, they were transformed into corpse refining for less than half a year. They were actually not clear about the strength of the cultivator's realm, but they sensed the terror of the boy.

"Lord, master, escape."

The remaining female corpse refining voice was hoarse, and she hugged the young man in Taoism robe, stepped on her slender feet, and the body of the corpse refining was strong. Wherever she passed, the ground made a roar, and every step was ten feet away.

From afar, Ye Xuan heard the boy's crying, but did not turn around and fight desperately. With Fu Yanjie's Yin Shen, Ye Xuan didn't need to take action at all.

A moment later, six more dead bodies appeared in the inn. The six girls were still beautiful before, but unfortunately they could never wake up again. After Fu Yanjie's Yin Spirit returned to his body, he greeted Ye Xuan. The two of them followed the residual smell in the air and chased them all the way.

Until dawn, the two arrived at the door of a wealthy family. The location was relatively remote and not far from the slums.

Before he stepped into the courtyard, he instantly noticed the rich smell of blood in the air with Ye Xuan's five keen senses. The door shattered, and Ye Xuan's figure entered the courtyard in a flash.

Fu Yanjie also appeared in the yard. When he saw it, he saw mummies, both old, young, women and children, and no one was spared. In a bedroom facing south of the yard, two screams came out one after another.

"Inside." Fu Yanjie shook his hand, and the spherical magic weapon broke through the air and broke the door.

The scene inside the house suddenly jumped into the eyes of the two people. A middle-aged couple had been sucked away all their essence and blood, and died.

The only remaining female corpse refining has changed its image, with a fierce expression, a green face and fangs, and a long hair that has fallen off most of its mouth.

"Sister, kill them." The young man in Taoism turned his palms and a large amount of yin energy was sprayed out of his palms, which poured into the female refining body.

It can be seen from the naked eye that a layer of frost was covered with a blue face of the female corpse. Not only the face, but the whole body was like this, emitting a gust of coldness.

"Om." The spherical magic weapon broke through the air and turned into half the size of a door panel.

The female corpse-refining body was comparable to the iron iron. She clapped her palms and the spherical magic weapon were touching each other. In an instant, the sound of breaking through the air beside her was heard again. Ye Xuanti's sword attacked, and the big sword in her hand slashed the female corpse-refining head.

The female corpse refining was empty and grabbed it with one claw. The big sword beside her and Ye Xuan's figure disappeared like a dream bubble. Before she could react, the screams of a young man in Taoism robe came from behind her.

"Sister, behind."

Despite the reminder of the boy in Taoist robe, he was still one step late. Ye Xuan's figure was strange and unpredictable. He appeared behind her out of thin air. Blood mist rolled on her body, condensed a layer of blood-colored robe. A ray of blood flames jumped, which had turned the blood dragon to its extreme.

"Puff." The sword slashed down, and a head was thrown away, and most of the shoulders were cut open.

"I want to kill you." The young man in Taoism shouted, and a rich corpse energy rushed out of his body, like a seven-spirited Taoist, and he also refined himself into a half-human and half-corpse.

Unlike other corpse-refining monks, the young man in Taoism has a special physique. In this rolling corpse energy, he is covered with the most yin and cold white mist.

But as soon as he rushed out two steps, his feet suddenly became soft and he fell to the ground, his body was weak. A gray-white insect with half fingers secretly clinged to his back.

"Spiritual Eating Worm." Fu Yanjie narrowed his eyes and recognized the worm.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly, stepped forward two steps, stepped on the limbs of the young man in Taoism, and let the spirit-eating insects devour his body of cold and cold energy.

"If you don't get rid of evil and do this ruthless attack on me, you won't die well." The young man in Taoism knew that he could not escape death today, and his tone became hysterical.

Fu Yanjie looked at the boy on the ground coldly, pointed to more than 20 mummies in the courtyard, and shouted: "This male owner started his business and survived the difficulties. After becoming rich, he often did good deeds and porridge. Why did you kill their whole family?"

"Hypocrisy, he is just trying to win over people's hearts. If he is really helpful, why is it just a piece of porridge? Why don't he give money to all the poor? Anyway, it's just a drop in the bucket for them."

"You can't be arbitrarily hatred and hurt others because of your own suffering. This is not your reason. You are just venting your anger and killing innocent people." Fu Yanjie's eyes turned cold and he didn't want to say more. At a young age, his mind and cognition were obviously distorted and irreversible.

The young man in Taoism roared and wanted to pounce on him, but the white air spit out by the spirit-eating insect urged people to fall into a dream, making his whole body soft. In addition, his limbs were broken, so he could not even use magic tricks.

After being exposed to his ugly side in his heart, the young man in Taoism became furious and roared: "I'm right."

It was already bright outside, and a phantom came out from the head of the young man with Taoism, leaving only the dead body with a broken life, and the Yin God quickly returned to his body.

After searching for the soul, Fu Yanjie opened his eyes and said, "Seventy miles west of Lanshui Port, there is also a slum area where the Qiling Taoist hides there."

The two of them rested for more than half a day and came to the slums west of Lanshui Port. There was a lot of people here. Compared with the previous slums, most of the people gathered here were middle-aged and elderly people.

Whether it is a man who works hard or a woman who does a flesh-and-hearted business, it is cheaper because he is old, and almost half of the sufferings in the world are all included.

"Other monks came here, most of whom were also coming for the Seven Spirit Taoist." While they were walking, they found several monks, all inquiring about the whereabouts of the Seven Spirit Taoist.

At night, when the yin energy is in full swing, the stinky smell of corpses in the air becomes extremely obvious and difficult to hide.

In the crisscrossing alleys, there were more than a dozen figures silently, all of which were for the Seven Spirit Taoist.

"Starting six feet ahead, there are traces of formations all the way, so we follow the traces to look for them." Fu Yanjie said with an experienced Taoist experience.

Ye Xuan nodded, and Fu Yanjie led the way. The two of them went deeper into the dark alley. As they continued to deepen, under the influence of the formation, the spiritual consciousness perception failed and became dark.

Half a stick of incense came out, and the smell of corpses in the air became significantly stronger. Ye Xuan was about to speed up his pace. Fu Yanjie, who was leading the way, suddenly stood there, trembling all over, and his limbs twitched, which scared Ye Xuan.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, what's wrong?" Ye Xuan asked.

At this moment, Fu Yanjie looked disgusted. He raised one of his legs tremblingly, his eyes full of disbelief. He looked at the soles of his feet, and after a long time he let out a tragic wail.

"Shit, shit... shit... it's human shit, human shit..."

Fu Yanjie's face was distorted, he stood with one foot, his eyes wide open, tears instantly blurred his eyes, so sad that he could not do anything to himself, and seemed to be in pain.

"It seems... it's really human shit." The spiritual consciousness failed, but Fu Yanjie was stunned for a long time, and Ye Xuan could barely see clearly that there was indeed a black lump on his soles.

Fu Yanjie raised one of the legs that was stepping on the shit, and he was like chopping it off with one knife, but he couldn't do it. After all, this was his legs.

He pointed to the ground with red eyes, his face ferociously, and shouted sadly: "Why are you born as a human being... Why are you... Why do you want to shit anywhere..."
Chapter completed!