Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"I want you to die!"

A strong evil aura emanated from Shi Shou's body. His figure gradually became thinner, his skin became gray and shriveled, and two long fangs protruded from his mouth.

His image is not much different from that of Song Wen when he turned into a corpse, but the evil aura on his body is stronger.

Shi Shou suddenly exerted force on his feet, and the rocks under his feet suddenly exploded, and his whole body was shot towards Song Wen like an arrow from a string.

Before the person arrived, his palms gathered into claws, and his dark and shiny nails were like sharp iron blades.

Facing the menacing Shi Shou, Song Wen looked calm and showed no signs of panic.

Han Yue Ren's sneak attack just now failed to accomplish anything, which made him a little disappointed, but it was just disappointing.

Song Wen patted the corpse bag on his waist, and the pseudo-second-level corpse puppet was summoned.

This corpse puppet originally had a chance to be refined into a real second-level corpse puppet, but Song Weng had just established the foundation for a few days and had not yet collected enough spiritual materials.

The pseudo-second-level corpse puppet rushed towards Shi Shou's corpse puppet. Song Wen did not ask it to stop Shi Shou's corpse puppet, but only hoped to delay it for a moment and buy him a little time.

Just when Shi Shou's sharp claws were about to catch Song Wen, a green mouth suddenly lit up on Song Wen's body, completely covering Song Wen.

At the same time, Hanyue Blade struck from behind and pierced Shi Shou's back.

Song Wen also turned into a zombie, with a cold light coming from his dark palms, grabbing Shi Shou's head.

Song Wen's strategy was to trade injuries for injuries.

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of Shi Shou's mouth. You, a monk who has just entered the foundation building stage, dare to exchange injuries with him, a veteran foundation builder who has been building the foundation for twenty years.

Although everyone is in the early stages of foundation building, there are still big differences.

At this moment, Shi Shou's anger at Song Wen's destruction of the formation had subsided. He suddenly realized that with Song Wen as a foundation-building monk, there was no need for him to plunder the blood essence from the nine Qi-training monks.

Song Wen alone is worth more than all of them combined!

He only has one thought in his mind now: to capture Song Wen, swallow the essence and blood in Song Wen's body, smelt the spiritual power in Song Wen's body, and help him break through the middle stage of foundation building in one fell swoop.

Shi Shou's sharp claws grasped the bronze dragon, causing sparks to fly and making an extremely uncomfortable screeching sound.

Four long claw marks were left on the bronze bell, but it did not shatter.

After Song Wen broke through the foundation building stage, the power of "Ten Thousand Poisons Hunyuan Shen" also increased, and it actually blocked Shi Shou's full blow.

At the same time, Song Wen's hands were filled with corpse evil aura and Gengjin aura, reaching the left side of Shi Shou's face.

"Netherworld Claw"!

Shi Shou jerked his head to the left and hit Song Wen's hand.

"boom!"

Song Wen's fingers trembled slightly, and a pain hit him from his fingertips.

His claws could not break Shi Shou's hard skull, but only took away a large piece of flesh on his face.

The skin and flesh were like old tree bark, tough and bloodless.

The flesh on the left side of Shi Shou's face was gone, revealing a somewhat blackened skull. There was no trace of blood at the wound, which looked extremely terrifying and weird.

At this moment, Han Yue Ren's attack also arrived.

I saw a small shield standing out from behind Shi Shou, just blocking the Han Yue Blade.

While Song Wen was attacking, Shi Shou was not idle either.

He grabbed the bronze bell with two claws in succession.

The green light of the copper bell swayed, then turned into dots of green light and dissipated.

The Bronze Dalu was broken!

A ferocious smile appeared on Shi Shou's face, and coupled with his terrifying face, he looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

"die!"

Shi Shou's sharp claws clawed at Song Wen's throat.

Song Wen did not dodge and grabbed Shi Shou's left eye with his claw.

Shi Shou's face was filled with joy. His sharp claws pierced the opponent's fragile throat bone, and his spiritual power was activated, directly crushing half of the opponent's neck.

The head suddenly lost its support and fell sideways, hanging on the body with only a bit of skin and flesh.

His joy only lasted for a moment, and then his eyes were full of disbelief. It was not Song Wen who had his throat scratched, it was just an ordinary corpse.

Shi Shou was shocked.

What about extremely yin? Where did he go?

Why did he kill a corpse?

Could it be the rumored puppet death technique?

These thoughts flashed through Shi Shou's mind, and he suddenly felt something crawling in his left eye.

It turned out that when he grabbed Song Wen's throat, Song Wen's hand also grabbed his left eye.

At that time, Shi Shou tilted his head back to avoid the sharpest nails, but his eyes were also wiped by the back of his hand.

Before Shi Shou could figure out what was in his left eye, he suddenly felt a figure flashing behind him.

It’s that extremely yin!

Ji Yin was holding a knife in his left hand and a claw in his right hand, stabbing at his waist on the left and right sides.

Shi Shou's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly moved the small shield behind him. At the same time, he turned sideways and struck a palm towards the top of the figure behind him.

"puff!"

The small shield blocked the sharp claw on the right, but failed to block the Cold Moon Blade in the left hand!

Shi Shou's left waist was pierced by the Han Yue Blade in Song Wen's hand, and spiritual power flowed into Shi Shou's body like a roaring torrent along the Han Yue Blade.

A large hole instantly exploded in Shi Shou's left waist, and his internal organs were clearly visible.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Shou's left kidney was crushed by spiritual power, and his essence was rapidly lost.

"Bang!"

Shi Shou's palm had also arrived, and the head of the figure behind him instantly exploded and split into pieces.

What makes Shi Shou angry and a little helpless is...

This is still a corpse puppet, a corpse puppet at the fourth level of Qi training!

The figure flashed, and Song Wen's figure appeared intact a hundred meters away.

Shi Shou glared at Song Wen in the distance with an angry look. He held his injured left waist with one hand and poured two healing pills into his mouth.

"It's extremely Yin, I underestimated you."

"In just six years, you not only succeeded in building the foundation, but also refined such a weird puppet death technique."

"I'm very curious, where did you learn the puppet death technique, and why were you able to refine two of them."

Song Wen exhaled two heavy breaths. Although the battle just lasted only a few breaths, it consumed a lot of his spiritual energy and mind.

Knowing that the other party was delaying time for healing, Song Wen was not in a hurry to take action, with a smile on his face.

Not only did he only have two scapegoats, the most difficult part of refining the scapegoats was naturally peeling off the soul to obtain the soul guide. Stripping away the soul guide multiple times would cause irreversible damage to the soul.

As for Song Wen, there would be no problems at all. After repeated attempts, he was able to determine that each time the soul was stripped off, it would take about two to three souls of monks of the same realm to be restored.

In this way, he can refine a large number of scapegoat puppets.

With his cautious character, it was naturally impossible for him to refine only one or two scapegoat puppets. In the past few years, he had refined a dozen of them.

"Elder Shi, you are still thinking of delaying time to heal your wounds, don't you think there is something in your mind?"