Drunk Immortal Gourd

At this time, I heard the head of the real Netherworld behind him whine a few more times, and then it flew directly from He Lanfeng's body, accelerated to the side of the headless body, then circled a few times, and finally landed. It reached the neck of the corpse.

Master Netherworld raised his hands to straighten his head, then muttered something in his mouth, and pinched a complicated magic formula in his hand. He saw a red light flashing from the wound in his neck, and then he tried to move his head again. , and it didn’t fall anymore.

This Netherworld Master is really powerful. His severed head can still grow back, but that's all. The wound on his neck is still there, and a trace of blood seeps out from time to time. His head is barely reattached. . If Master Netherworld could really restore the severed head to its original state, then he would not have the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage, nor would he have fallen into this situation.

Master Netherworld squatted down, touched Qingyang's face, then opened his mouth and made some sounds. I don't know whether it was because the head was not connected properly or because the air was leaking from the neck, but the words were blurred. Qingyang listened carefully and it took a lot of effort to distinguish clearly.

I just heard Master Netherworld saying to himself: "At the sixth level of the Pulse Opening Realm, his strength is a little low, but he is young and has a good body. It seems that this is all he can do."

The reason why he said this was naturally because he wanted to seize the body. As a ghost monk, Master Netherworld also knew a lot about seizing the body. It was only because of the emergency situation and whether he had found a good body-snatching partner that he placed his soul in a corpse puppet made from the corpse of the Shadowless Ghost Mother.

Nowadays, the corpse puppet made from the corpse of the Shadowless Ghost Mother has been almost completely destroyed. The head was chopped off, an arm was broken, and both legs were seriously injured. It is impossible to repair it and has lost its use value. The only The only way is to change the body again.

However, changing bodies is not that easy. Many low-level monks can only change their bodies once in their lives. As a ghost monk, Netherworld Master had a high level of cultivation in the past, and it had not been long since the last time he used the art of soul residence. After many years, I can still give it a try now.

Of course, because his strength has dropped so much, he can't control high-level monks. He can only barely suppress the soul of the monks in the open pulse realm. Moreover, monks with too high cultivation level cannot catch him with his current ability. . He Lanfeng's corpse can also be used, but he has been dead for a long time and can only refine the corpse puppet. Relatively speaking, Master Netherworld is still more willing to take the body.

Thinking of this, Master Youming touched his body with both hands and found a bright red pill from somewhere. He held it in his hand and looked at Qingyang and smiled. It's just that his neck was not connected properly, and there was some air leakage when he smiled, which sounded extremely weird. Combined with his frightening appearance and horrific injuries, Qingyang on the other side shuddered.

From Master Netherworld's words and actions, Qingyang had already guessed that this guy was going to seize his body. Qingyang has never experienced a body being taken away, and he doesn't know what the consequences will be after being taken away. However, he has never been able to live peacefully after the death of the Shadowless Ghost Mother, and her body has to be harmed like this. He also knows that that feeling is his own. Unthinkable.

He Lanfeng was dead, and it was impossible for anyone to save him at this time. Seeing that Master Netherworld was about to grab him and feed him the red pill, Qingyang could no longer care about anything else, and with a thought, he ducked into the space of the Drunk Immortal Gourd. among.

As for whether the existence of Drunken Immortal Gourd would be exposed, Qingyang couldn't care anymore. Fortunately, Helan Feng was dead and there were only two of them at the scene. Even Master Youming saw the problem. He was a rat crossing the street and everyone yelled for it. There should be no chance to talk about your identity everywhere.

Sure enough, after Qingyang disappeared from his eyes, Master Netherworld couldn't help but be stunned. He never imagined that a living person who was seriously injured by him would suddenly disappear.

Could it be that an escape talisman was used? Unlike the escape talisman, which is of very low level, there will be slight spatial fluctuations around it when used. Let's not talk about whether Qingyang's strength can activate the escape talisman. Even if it can be activated, the surrounding space fluctuations will be noticed by him.

Is it a very clever escape technique? It's impossible. Even he himself doesn't know that kind of escape technique. How could he, a small monk in the middle stage of the Pulse Opening Realm, have it? If it was true, wouldn't it be better to use it when I fought with that person before? Neither of them could spare the energy to pursue it, and the Pulse Opening Realm monks couldn't support the energy consumption of this spell.

Could it be some kind of illusion? It is also impossible. Although his soul has been severely damaged due to the continuous casting of some spells, the foundation is still there. How can the illusion of a small sixth-level monk in the pulse-opening realm be hidden from his own detection?

Could it be some kind of space treasure? Master Nether has been practicing for more than a hundred years, and he still has some knowledge. Low-level space treasures can only hold some dead objects, but he has heard that some high-level space treasures can hold living people, but that kind of thing He doesn't even have the ancestor of the Yuanying sect that has been passed down for countless years. How could he, a small casual cultivator, have one?

It's not like that, and that's impossible. Even though Master Netherworld is well-informed, he can't guess what kind of treasure Qingyang used or where he went.

However, Master Netherworld had experienced strong winds and waves after all. Although he could not figure out the specific situation, he did not panic. The first priority now is not to find the missing little guy, but to deal with the situation at hand as soon as possible. As for whether that kid used some space treasure, as long as he stayed here, sooner or later there would be a way to wait for him to come out.

Of course, Master Netherworld can't wait here forever. He stays here mainly to heal his wounds. Waiting is just incidental. If this kid doesn't come out when the monks from Yuling City come to find him, then they can only let him go first. One horse away.

Master Netherworld moved his body and felt that the corpse puppet of the Shadowless Ghost Mother was becoming more and more difficult to use and had to be replaced with a new one. There's no need to think about seizing the body. Now he doesn't have the ability to capture another monk, but he can still barely use the art of soul residence, and the corpse next to him can be used just right.

Thinking of this, Master Netherworld felt a little helpless. He was a great master in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but he could only suffer among a corpse puppet in the Pulse Opening Stage. He was really getting worse and worse. But there is nothing that can be done about it. Who would allow himself to have such a bad time and encounter these things one after another?

Master Netherworld shook his head and stopped thinking about these troublesome things. He grabbed He Lanfeng's body on the ground. He didn't even return to his original lair, but found a seat next to the wall and sat down.