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

The six people passed through the forbidden barrier at the entrance of the cave and saw a very small square, only a few miles wide.

In the center of the square, a man sat upright, practicing Qigong to heal his wounds.

This man was Gou Jun.

He entered the Origin Cave seven days before Lan Chen and the other four, but he didn't expect to be caught up by them.

Gou Jun was shocked by the sudden appearance of the six people.

He hurriedly ended his Qigong, stood up, and stared at everyone warily.

"Why are you here?"

"Where did you get the method to resist the ghost fog?"

"How did you get out of the intricate maze of the Origin Cave?"

Gou Jun asked a series of questions, with incredible surprise in his voice.

Yang Yu smiled faintly, with a bit of sarcasm on his face.

"Gou Jun, before entering the God Blood Palace, you claimed that you didn't know the situation inside the God Blood Palace. You proposed that everyone join hands to explore the secrets of the God Blood Palace and find the 'blood of the fallen immortals'."

"But the truth is, you are just using us to help you resist the various crises in the God Blood Palace so that you can successfully reach the God Blood Peak."

"However, you would never have thought that you relied on the method of resisting the ghost fog to enter the Origin Cave alone, intending to use the ghost fog and maze inside to stop us. This move actually helped us and cleared the resentful spirits along the way. Let us pass unimpeded."

Gou Jun was furious when he heard this.

He turned his eyes and fell on Song Wen, his eyes seemed to be filled with anger.

"It must be you! It was you who taught them the method of resisting the ghost fog."

Song Wen was the first to enter the Origin Cave under Gou Jun's nose, and Gou Jun blocked the entrance for a long time, but he did not see Song Wen forced to exit the Origin Cave due to the pollution of the ghost fog.

This is enough to show that Song Wen has a way to resist the ghost fog.

Song Wen did not defend himself. Gou Jun wanted to kill him, so why should he defend himself?

"Gou Jun, don't be so arrogant! You are injured, and we have six Yuanying cultivators here. If you don't want to die, hand over the secret of this mountain, and we can let you live. Otherwise, you, the first cultivator in Tianyuan Continent, will probably die here today." Yang Yu said coldly.

"Just you, you want to kill me? More than a hundred years ago, the five major sects of your righteous way joined forces, but they couldn't do anything to me. More than a hundred years have passed, I want to see how much you have grown?"

Facing the six people who were gradually killing, Gou Jun was not afraid.

He raised his hand and waved, and twelve black corpse coffins appeared in the air.

The corpse coffins formed a circle, protecting Gou Jun in it.

Gou Jun kept pinching the magic formula with his hands, and waves of obscure waves spread around him.

Twelve black corpse coffins slowly rotated in the air, releasing a strong corpse evil aura, which echoed the fluctuations emanating from Gou Jun.

"Roar, roar, roar..."

Inside the corpse coffins, corpse roars rang out one after another.

Twelve black corpse coffins instantly lit up with dim light, which intertwined and merged in the air, and finally formed a giant corpse phantom that was a hundred feet high.

The giant corpse phantom was extremely solid, as if it had substance. It seemed as if there was really a hundred-foot giant corpse standing in front of everyone.

"Twelve Corpse Formation!"

Yang Yu's expression suddenly became much more solemn.

He slapped his hands on his waist at the same time, and two monsters appeared on his left and right.

The one on the left was the Blood King Beast.

The one on the right was a giant spider.

The spider was several feet high, and its body was covered with a layer of crystal clear carapace, as if it was condensed from ten thousand years of ice.

The eight long and slender legs had rows of barbs on them.

This spider, like the Blood King Beast, is also a fourth-level peak monster.

Gou Jun and Yang Yu confronted each other, and an invisible sense of oppression filled the air, making the atmosphere around them suddenly heavy.

"Don't be angry, my two donors."

Mi Hai clasped his hands together, his face full of compassion.

"We have known each other for hundreds of years. Now, we have not seen the treasures in the God Blood Mountain, so why should we hurt each other's harmony for a momentary dispute."

"Donors, why don't you take a step back and make peace. Donor Gou Jun, share your information about the God Blood Mountain with us. Donor Yang Yu, please raise your hand and don't pursue Gou Jun's previous mistakes. What do you think?"

Silence for a moment.

Gou Jun's aura gradually dissipated, and the "Twelve Corpse Formation" slowly stopped operating.

"Okay! Just follow what Mi Hai said. But... I have a request."

Speaking of this, Gou Jun raised his hand and pointed at Song Wen.

"Yin Shuo ruined my plan, he must die. You must hand him over to me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Song Wen.

Song Wen suddenly felt bad.

Under the temptation of the opportunity to become a god, even Lan Chen and Mo Yexue would probably agree to Gou Jun's conditions, not to mention Mi Hai and Yang Yu.

As for Xue Mei, Song Wen didn't know if she would add insult to injury, but she would definitely not help.

Song Wen's eyes flickered, and he quickly observed the surroundings, looking for a chance to escape.

The easiest way to escape is undoubtedly the Origin Cave behind him.

As long as he escapes into the Origin Cave, with the help of the perception of the Dark Fox, no one can find Song Wen.

The second way to escape is the path opposite.

At the other end of the square is a sloping mountain with a winding path on it.

The path and its surroundings were covered by a layer of fog that was unevenly distributed and thick and thin, making it difficult to see clearly.

As for whether there were any dangers on the path, Song Wen did not know for the time being.

Just then, a sweet cry suddenly sounded.

"Gou Jun, you are dreaming. We can't hand Yin Shuo over to you. You don't really think that with a "Twelve Corpse Formation", you can stop the six of us, right?"

What surprised Song Wen was that the person who rescued him was Mo Yexue.

As she opened her red lips and spoke, eighteen high-grade magic flying swords suddenly appeared.

Those flying swords circled Mo Yexue and slowly rotated.

The sword light flashed, and the sword shadows intertwined.

Sharp sword qi appeared out of thin air, forming a complex sword formation.

In the sword formation, there were wisps of red flames, exuding a majestic aura.

Song Wen keenly discovered that this sword formation made him feel very familiar.

It was somewhat similar to the "Evil-killing Sword Formation" he got from Ji Ruxue.

However, the sword formation activated by Mo Yexue had more flying swords and greater power. And the thunder method, one of the key points of this formation, was replaced with Yuanming True Fire.

This set of "Evil-killing Sword Formation" and Gou Jun's "Twelve Corpse Formation" are one good and one evil, and the former has obvious restraint on the latter.

"Although I, Mo Yexue, am not a magnanimous gentleman, I also know that I must repay a favor. If it weren't for Yin Shuo, I'm afraid that fellow Daoist Lan Chen and I would not be able to get to this point. If you want to kill Yin Shuo, you must first ask the sword in my hand whether it agrees!" Mo Yexue said in a sonorous tone.