A huge rock is like a meteorite, coming through the sky.

"Tiger Evil's magical technique!"

The Taoist of the Sewing Corpse immediately wanted to activate the secret method of fighting again, but his face changed and he felt that the soul was stinging.

"Fuling God San?"

It didn't have time to make a fuss about the plot. The tiger's face was ferocious, the corpse was in full bloom, and its palms squirmed, turning into tiger claws and slapped at the huge rock.

Boom ~

The huge rock that was packed with gravity was actually cracked and cracked open.

Stone powder sputtering.

The Taoist corpse sewing Taoist took back the flesh and blood and exploded, leaving only the tiger palm with twisted bones, looking at the top of his head in a cold look.

Only ten meters in the air.

Li Qingxuan, who was originally dead, stepped on the void, opened his hands, and looked painful. On his exposed skin, dense blue veins were jumping hideously, like twisting little snakes.

"How did you pretend to die?"

The Taoist corpse-sewing Taoist's voice was low, with a little dull sound, like a wounded tiger.

It already understands.

The storage bag just now was poisonous!

Everything before is just to lay the groundwork for this!

It is now poisoned by the soul and cannot continue to use secret techniques. Its combat power is completely useless...

I'm afraid I'm going to fall today!

But the Taoist who sewed the corpse could not understand: there was a formation covering the ground and a spiritual consciousness covering the ground. How did the other party play the trick of escaping the cicada under his eyelids?

Before he died, he wanted to be a wise ghost!

“Want to know?”

Li Qingxuan slowly fell down, his face full of blue veins, and he looked a little ferocious.

He knew that the Taoist who sewed the corpse was actually delaying time.

But he didn't care.

Joy flashed in the eyes of the Taoist corpse sewing Taoist, and he nodded: "My body has been specially modified, but I have never noticed how you escaped from the cicada, whether it is smell or spiritual consciousness.

I want to be a wise ghost.”

Li Qingxuan grinned, causing the blue veins to pound on his face: "Okay, I'll make a vow of heaven and answer two questions. No one must hide it at all, I'll tell you."

The Taoist corpse sewing Taoist did not hesitate and made a vow to heaven.

"good!"

Li Qingxuan nodded with satisfaction: "The first question is, how to break the things on the illusion mirror?"

Through the insight of the dream space, although he discovered the hidden hand on the magical body mirror, he tried countless times but could not remove the things on it.

Not solving this.

The best magic weapon of the Magic Body Mirror is equivalent to being able to see but not being used.

The Taoist corpse sewing Taoist made a vow of heaven, and he was open and honest.

It took out a box from the storage bag and threw it in front of Li Qingxuan: "The above is the spell I left. The soul is about to get stuck. If you want to crack it, you must use the statue of the evil god here to take back the spell. For specific operations..."

After saying that, the Taoist slit the corpse-sewing Taoist glanced at the formation flag behind Li Qingxuan, and the fur on the tiger's face trembled: "The second question, ask quickly, my soul is weak, and I can't stand the corrosion of the Fructus Gods San."

"hehe."

Li Qingxuan laughed sarcastically: "Why should you be humble to a fellow Taoist corpse? A cultivator who practices corpse Taoism does have the problem of weak souls, but fellow Taoists can trigger the magical powers of demon bodies that are pieced together in multiple places. How can the souls be weak?"

The corpse-sewn Taoist face sank.

Without waiting for it to speak, Li Qingxuan pointed casually.

A fireball shot out towards the array flag in the distance.

The next moment.

The floating array flag actually swayed like willow catkins, shaking.

"The earth-locking array can activate the earth veins and block the altitude of 100 meters, but once it is laid down, it can only be removed after a quarter of an hour. Don't worry, it's still a little time."

The Taoist who sewed the corpse and listened to Li Qingxuan's direct purpose, as if he was poured into his heart by cold water.

For a moment, I was at a loss.

It found that it could not understand the person in front of it at all.

Silence for a long time.

The Taoist corpse sewing said bitterly: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't be anxious."

Li Qingxuan put away the box on the ground and waved his finger: "The second question is, have you exposed my existence and information to the organization behind you?"

His calm attitude put great pressure on the Taoist corpse sewing.

Its intact tiger claws were tightly clamped and loosened, and after all, he was lucky and said slowly: "No, the Nether Corpse Cult is a loose organization. As long as the task is completed, the upper part will not care how we complete it.

And after I passed the black market formation, I found that you only had the level of the soul in the early stage of foundation building, and I was ready to attack you, so I did not leak your information to anyone!"

"That's good."

Li Qingxuan smiled strangely.

Almost at the same time.

The black stone on the forehead of the corpse-sewn Taoist seemed to have become sandy, and together with the flags blocking the valley, it turned into ashes and dissipated.

"escape!"

The Taoist corpse sewing Taoist did not hesitate and turned into a cow's hoof and stepped on the ground.

Buzz ~

A yellow light flashed on the ground, and it was rippled like the water surface, trying to pull the corpse into it.

Next moment!

boom!

The terrifying flames ignited the yellow light from the body of the corpse-sewn Taoist out of thin air.

"Fire Explosion?"

The Taoist corpse sewing Taoist felt a chill in his heart and looked at Li Qingxuan in disbelief.

Its legs are grafted by a second-level bull demon, and the earth escape power it exerts comparable to that of a second-level magic. How could it be interrupted by a flame explosion technique?

It was greeted by a culprit, a dark red flame dragon!

The Taoist who sewed the corpse was too late to think, so the tiger claws greeted him, and at the same time he leaned his body, trying to tear the flame dragon to pieces and then escape to the valley with the impact.

The next moment.

Its face changed drastically.

Boom ~

A terrifying heat swept over, instantly burning and shaving the flesh on its tiger's claws.

The slim body of the Taoist slit flew up like a rag, and turned into a dark red burning fireball in the air, constantly dripping from the high temperature roasted corpse oil...

Smack ~

A charred corpse fell to the ground, emitting blue smoke.

The intact tiger eyes of the Taoist sewing corpse are dull.

It couldn't understand why the flame dragon that could easily tear apart before is now so powerful...

You should know that its physical body has been specially modified and is comparable to a top-grade magic weapon. Even without the support of the Tiger Evil secret technique, it can resist the second-level low-grade magic!!!

"sharp."

Two thick air with Mars spurted out from Li Qingxuan's nose.

He was shocked by the strength of the body of the corpse-sewn Taoist.

The Yan Jiao, with the blessing of the yang, had a power comparable to that of the second-level low-level magic. Unexpectedly, the Taoist who sewed the corpse and used his body to resist it.

It's really terrifying.

"No wonder someone chose to refine the corpse."

Li Qingxuan walked slowly towards the corpse, and the weeds under his feet were smoked by the scorching heat emitted by his body.

"What kind of monster are you?"
To be continued...