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

Song Wen, who disguised himself as a Qi-training monk, walked on the Blood Corpse Street, no different from other casual cultivators walking on the Blood Corpse Street.

He had handed over Chen Feihe's soul lamp to the other party, keeping Chen Feihe away from the Corpse Demon Sect.

As for where Chen Feihe will go next, Song Wen didn't ask much.

Chen Feihe helped him deliver the news to Zhang Xiaofan, and he also helped Chen Feihe get the soul lamp. The grudge between the two parties was over.

It would be best for both parties to say goodbye.

Song Wen raised his head and glanced at the spaceship in mid-air, suddenly becoming wary.

He sensed that four spiritual consciousnesses came out of the spaceship one after another, going back and forth and scanning his body several times.

"It seems that Zhang Xiaofan wants me to be a scapegoat."

Song Wen immediately understood Zhang Xiaofan's plan, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

The image stone suddenly appeared in his palm. After hesitating for a moment, Song Wen put the image stone away again.

When it comes to revenge, you still have to do it yourself to relieve the hatred in your heart.

After all, it is difficult to express the depression in your heart if you pretend to be in the hands of others.

Song Wen slowly rose into the air and flew towards the edge of Fangshi.

His flying speed is very slow. After all, it is just a flying technique used by monks in the Qi training stage.

When he approached the edge of Fang City, Song Wen's aura suddenly surged, and he broke through to the golden elixir realm in an instant. His speed also increased sharply, and only an afterimage could be seen, quickly moving away from the Corpse Demon Sect.

This incident instantly attracted the attention of Miao Tong and others.

"There!" Zhang Xiaofan pointed at Song Wenyuan's retreating back and said.

Before Zhang Xiaofan uttered a warning, Miao Tong had already controlled the spacecraft and accelerated towards Song Wen.

Between chasing and escaping, the two quickly fled thousands of miles away.

At the same time, the distance between the two sides is gradually getting closer.

Seeing that the 'Jiyin' ahead was only a dozen miles away, Miao Tong activated a chain magic weapon and wrapped it around Song Wen ahead.

The chain snake seemed to be coming out of a hole, twisting and winding in the air.

Just when the chain was about to catch up with Song Wen, a large amount of blood mist suddenly appeared around Song Wen, submerging his figure in it.

The chain penetrated into the blood mist, and the chain shook, causing strong winds.

The strong wind dispersed the blood mist.

However, Song Wen's figure has long disappeared.

Blood Escape Technique!

Miao Tong and the other four people simultaneously recognized this escape technique from the Corpse Demon Sect.

"Didn't Ji Yin betray the sect when he only had Qi training? Why did he learn the "Blood Escape Technique" that only Elder Jin Dan can practice?" Miao Tong asked doubtfully.

Zhang Xiaofan and others naturally didn't know the reason. Therefore, naturally no one answered.

The four of them looked around, and Haoman suddenly pointed to the southwest and said.

"over there."

The other three people turned around and saw a faint mist of blood coming from the bushes about sixty miles away in the southwest.

For example, Ji Yin failed to choose the landing point of "Blood Escape Technique" in a panic. The bushes were too short and could not completely cover the blood mist formed by "Blood Escape Technique".

Miao Tong looked happy, and the spacecraft suddenly accelerated and headed towards the bushes.

When approaching the bushes, Miao Tong, who had the highest level of cultivation, first discovered that 'Ji Yin' was walking through the bushes in front of him and escaping into the distance.

Miao Tong continued to activate the spacecraft and caught up.

The 'Ji Yin' in front, seeing that Neng could not throw away the four people, no longer continued to walk through the bushes, but took off into the air and escaped at full speed.

Soon, the two sides chased each other thousands of miles away.

Looking at the 'Jiyin' getting closer and closer in front of him, a ferocious smile flashed across Miao Tong's face.

"It's extremely Yin, you can't escape."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chain whipped out again and headed straight for Song Wen.

What surprised Miao Tong and others was that 'Ji Yin', who had been running away in a hurry, suddenly stopped and looked at the chains quietly.

This place is more than two thousand miles away from the Corpse Demon Sect, and the opponent is only four Jindan monks. Dealing with them should not alarm Gou Jun who is far away in the Corpse Demon Sect.

A bloody tentacle suddenly shot out of Song Wen's chest. The tentacle suddenly lengthened and then twitched hard.

"Snapped!"

The tentacle struck the chain hard.

The chain instantly shattered and broke into several pieces.

Miao Tong's figure shook slightly, a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

His chain is a low-grade magic weapon, and it can't even withstand a blow from the opponent.

There is only one explanation for this, the other party is the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Miao Tong looked horrified and hurriedly activated the spacecraft's defensive formation.

A black barrier suddenly rose, protecting the spacecraft within it.

At the same time, Miao Tong changed the direction of the spacecraft and wanted to escape.

However, how could Song Wen allow him to do so.

The bloody tentacles spread quickly and reached the spacecraft in an instant.

The tentacles curled and wrapped around the spacecraft tightly.

Under the squeeze of the tentacles, the ship's hull was overwhelmed and made bursts of twisting sounds.

The sound of "squeaking" kept sounding, in the horrified eyes of Miao Tong and the others.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

The hull of the ship collapsed together with the defensive barrier.

The bloody tentacles split into four and wrapped around Miao Tong and the others.

The four of them were all frightened, and each used their own methods to make a final struggle.

Zhang Xiaofan activated the ghost-headed sword and slashed at the bloody tentacle.

The Ghost Head Sword was struck on the tentacle as if it were struck on an indestructible rock. The tentacle was not damaged at all, but the Ghost Head Sword was knocked back by the shock.

Hao Man and Ba Feng both activated the defensive magic weapon. However, the magic weapon was knocked away by the tentacles before they could even last a breath.

Miao Tong quickly summoned a third-level peak corpse puppet. As soon as the corpse puppet appeared, the tentacles suddenly attacked and directly penetrated the chest of the corpse puppet.

The resistance of the four people was ineffective, leaving them no chance to use the "Blood Escape Technique" to escape.

The four tentacles simultaneously rolled up the four people and pulled them in front of Song Wen.

Song Wen dragged the four people and fled into the distance.

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In a valley thousands of miles away from the Corpse Demon Sect, Zhang Xiaofan and the other four regained their freedom, but the four stood still and dared not move.

Looking at the blood-colored tentacles flying around, Miao Tong, Hao Man, and Ba Feng knelt down without hesitation.

"Please forgive me, senior. I was careless for a moment and mistakenly regarded you as the murderer of my Corpse Demon Sect elder. I hope that you will consider the feelings of my Corpse Demon Sect ancestor Gou Jun and forgive us for this sin." Miao Tong said.

In fact, Miao Tong had a clear mind and had already understood the general course of events.

He deliberately described the incident as a misunderstanding in order to weaken the hatred between the two sides, and then brought up Gou Jun to put pressure on Song Wen so that Song Wen would not dare to kill the four of them easily.

Zhang Xiaofan did not kneel down, he looked at Song Wen in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Ji Yin, how could you be a Yuanying cultivator? This is impossible! You are obviously not much different from me in age, and now you are only 150 years old, how could you advance to the Yuanying realm?"

As soon as these words came out, Miao Tong and the other two looked at Song Wen with fear and shock.

A 150-year-old Yuanying cultivator!

They had only seen him in those ancient books.

Even in the entire history of the Corpse Demon Sect, there has never been such a brilliant person.

In today's world of immortal cultivation, the one in front of him is definitely the youngest Yuanying cultivator.