Tempered Immortal

Attacking drugs with poison is now a drain.

Lin Xuan is not afraid, he has the help of battle law, and he is carrying a large amount of crystal stone, as well as the Dan medicine to supplement it. This monster will definitely die unless he can carry out the anti-celestial sweep out of battle law.

The corpse king kept yelling, and the blood from the beads had reached the level of eye-catching alarm. Seeing the scene, Lin Xuan was not surprised. The other party was already at the end of a strong crossbow, but it was just a return light.

Flip your palms and remove the weird dagger.

Don't look down on it, but it's more powerful than Wu Hook, super spiritual apparatus.

“Go!”

Lin Xuan had a trick in his hand. The dagger suddenly turned into a dark, cold light. The corpse king also seemed to know that the object was powerful. The roar in his mouth was loud, and his sharp nails suddenly left his claws and stopped him towards the dagger.

Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't let him ruin his own good.

A beautiful young girl appeared in the middle of the sky. Immediately after the appearance of the moon, she did not say anything, and sacrificed Bixue ring.

I don't know what secrets the girl used. The speed of Bixue ring was astonishing. Then I got there first. I actually stopped the ghost armor of the zombie step by step, and the dagger whistled and stabbed the corpse bead.

Pfft, the crisp cracking sound enters the ear, and under the overlap of so many attacks, the outer protective film finally fails to support, turning into nothingness, and the corpse beads are equally broken under the blow of a strange dagger.

The zombie shouted, revealing a painful divine colour, trembling and twisting for a while, and then fell on his back.

However, Lin Xuan's expression was not at all relaxed. Instead, he stared at the broken corpse bead.

One thumb size, red light bulbs floating out of it.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, his right hand cut seven or eight circles on his chest, a purple glow wrapped around his palm, and Lin Xuan pushed him into the hundred souls without saying anything.

After absorbing such pure spiritual power, the Hundred Souls burst out of it and turned into a giant black monster hand, scratching like that red light ball.

This thing is the spirit of the Dead King.

The corpse naturally refuses to hold hands, and when the light flashes, it wants to escape. The speed is also dazzling.

Unfortunately, it's useless, and now it's stuck in formation.

Lin Xuan lifted his hand, gently, that strange hand quickly disintegrated, turned into a huge net, under the head of the corpse...

The corpse was hidden, covered in mesh, but still squeaking and screaming.

Lin Xuan's face showed joy, another trick came out, the giant net shrunk and emitted a black lightning, the body was hit by this heavy blow, gradually commissioned.

Lin Xuan reached out and shook his soul gently, sucking the spirit of the dead king into the magic mantle.

Lin Xuan dropped a big stone in his heart. Although he was more than 90% sure this time, but the monster in front of him was obviously not an ordinary corpse king. Although it was severely wounded, it was also difficult to guarantee that it could not make an evil divinity. Good thing there was finally no risk, so he uniformed it.

Lin Xuan then stopped the operation of the Ultra-Yin Spirit Array and retrieved the array apparatus and carefully placed it in the storage bag.

If there is no law of battle this time, can you win or not, Lin Xuan naturally cherishes this treasure.

The disappearance of the environment and the gradual retreat of even the corpse fog in the canyon prove that all monsters have been cleared.

The corpse king lay on the ground, motionless. This time, it is not pretending to be dead. The spirit has been imprisoned by Lin Xuan in the hundred souls. The rest is just a body shell.

Lin Xuan slowly walked forward.

However, although the body of the corpse king could not be said to be full of sores, but it was also quite traumatized. Lin Xuan sighed and carried his spiritual power to his eyes. A moment later, he crooked his head and whispered to himself, "The demon of Xuan is true. After a thousand years of walking, the damage to the zombie can be healed slowly by itself. ”

Even the body without a soul in front of it is just a little slower.

Remove the ghost bag from the waist, open the pocket, a black light flies out of it, toward the king of corpses a roll, and retrieve it.

Lin Xuan's face showed a hint of joy.

According to the Heavenly Demon necropsy, ordinary zombies can be driven by mere refinement by secret methods, and are much more complicated once they have advanced to the rank of King of the Dead.

The first thing to do is to extract its soul by secret method, because a zombie with intelligence is not usable, but deviates from this process, which is not only difficult, but also quite risky, inadvertently, may even be consumed by the soul of the dead king.

And this time today, coincidentally, although the method of extracting zombie souls is very different from the record in the Scriptures, it always works anyway.

Of course, the rest of this zombie shell, which Lin Xuan now fixes, cannot be used. The Millennium Corpse King, already comparable to the master of the coagulation period, to manipulate such a monster, it is necessary to at least refine the Heavenly Demon necropsy to the third level.

But in any case, it is also a great gain, after all, the King of the Dead can and cannot ask for it, put it away first.

Lin Xuan then did not leave the Valley.

Instead, he did not panic and returned to his lair.

As a matter of fact, it should not be possible to see any more monsters, but, as the saying goes, there is no big mistake in being careful, he still consecrates the apparatus.

The result is naturally to do more, safely and safely all the way to the semi-enclosed cave where we first met the Dead King.

A dry foundation monk is still unconscious and a pale face.

However, under a slight examination, there is no obstacle. Of course, this seems a little optimistic. To be correct, life should be no obstacle. However, too much refinement has been sucked away by the necropolis, and repair must have fallen several levels, even directly into the low order disciples of the period of inspiration.

Lin Xuan naturally won't treat them nicely and scrape away all the people's storage bags.

This time the harvest is really not small, in addition to the home of more than a dozen foundational monks, even Lu's real name, Fabao, Cuiyu knife, even if Lin Xuan is very rich, can be said to have made a huge fortune.

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