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

Xi Ling was shocked to find that Song Wen and Xue Mei, who were killed by her, turned into two streaks of green smoke and disappeared.

What made her even more horrified was that the palace gate where Song Wen and Xuemei originally stood also collapsed and disintegrated, leaving only a stone wall with forbidden protection standing there alone.

"Illusion!"

Xi Ling's face turned earthy in an instant.

The source of energy in the palace was so strong that her spiritual consciousness could only detect a range of two to three feet.

After discovering that she could not resist Yuan Qi, she immediately wanted to withdraw from the Corpse King Palace.

She originally walked according to the location of the main hall door in her memory.

But after hearing the news of Song Wen and Xue Mei entering the palace, he subconsciously thought that his memory had gone awry and headed in the direction of the news.

Unexpectedly, he fell into the opponent's illusion.

Xi Ling did not dare to delay and walked along the wall towards the door of the Hall of Memory.

Suddenly, there was the sound of rough waves ahead.

Xi Ling took a closer look and saw a sea of ​​blood surging forward.

She hurriedly activated her mother blades, and the ten blades were like a long snake, slashing towards the bloody torrent.

The bloody torrent collapsed instantly and turned into blood mist all over the sky.

Xi Ling's expression suddenly became happy, and the palace door appeared three feet in front of him.

She hurriedly waved two rays of magic power, trying to push open the palace door.

However, when the magic power fell on the palace door, the palace door disappeared again and was replaced by a stone wall.

"Xue Mei, Yin Shuo, come out here." Xi Ling gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

"Kekeke..."

The figure of Xue Mei floated out from the black mist, bursts of strange laughter came from his mouth.

"Xiling, how about you blow up your Nascent Soul and I'll give you a chance to be reincarnated?"

Xi Ling stared angrily, "What a shame!"

Before he finished speaking, a blade shot out and penetrated Xue Mei's body.

Xue Mei's figure disappeared again.

"Xiling, when you were outside the palace, didn't you ask about Taihe's whereabouts? I'm not afraid to tell you that he is dead, in the hands of me and Yin Shuo. You will soon follow in his footsteps, clucking ..."

Hearing this, Xi Ling suddenly became furious.

She activated the mother blade with all her strength, and countless sword energy shot out in all directions, hoping to find the location of Xue Mei and 'Yin Shuo'.

However, Xue Mei and 'Yin Shuo' were not found, but the sharp blade slashed the stone wall beside her into smoke.

That stone wall is actually an illusion!

Only then did Xi Ling understand why she had never been able to find the palace gate. She had been being fooled by the other party's illusions.

But another question arose in her mind, why could Xue Mei and 'Yin Shuo' accurately find her location and arrange the illusion? But she couldn't sense any trace of Xue Mei and 'Yin Shuo'?

Full of doubts in her heart, Xi Ling had no time to think too much. The shield had turned black in many places and was about to collapse.

She hurriedly searched for her memory and flew towards the palace door.

Suddenly, dozens of green-faced and fanged ghosts rushed towards her.

She activated the mother blades, and the ten blades rolled towards many ghosts.

The ghosts disappeared one after another, and they were all transformed by illusions.

In an instant, the palace gate appeared in front of Xi Ling.

Xi Ling used two rays of magic power to push the palace door open.

This time, the palace gate is real.

The palace door gradually opened under the impetus of magic power.

At this moment, a harsh sound broke through the air from behind.

Xi Ling didn't look back, but activated her mother-in-law blade to face him, while she continued to rush toward the palace door.

However, as Xi Ling was thinking, the sound of the mother blades clashing with the opponent's magic weapon was not heard.

The Zimu Blade failed to hit the opponent's magic weapon.

At this moment, she discovered that what was coming from behind were nine transparent sharp blades.

"Spiritual consciousness attack!"

This thought flashed through Xi Ling's mind, but it was too late to do anything else. The transparent sharp blades pierced into her sea of ​​consciousness one after another.

"ah..."

Xi Ling roared in pain.

The transparent sharp blade turned her sea of ​​consciousness upside down, causing her consciousness to blur.

She suddenly lost control of her body and fell heavily to the ground, rolling towards the open door of the palace like a gourd.

A bloody tentacle protruded from the black mist and suddenly stabbed Xi Ling in the chest, nailing her to the door of the palace.

Then, the tentacles wrapped around Xi Ling's body and dragged it deep into the hall, leaving a long blood trail on the ground.

Looking at the palm-sized cyan jade medal held in Xi Ling's hand, Song Wen smiled faintly.

That is a top-grade soul defense magic weapon.

However, under the interference of Xue Mei's successive illusions, Xi Ling was injured by the "Concentrating Thorn" without even having a chance to activate this treasure.

"Yin Shuo, Xue Mei, let my Nascent Soul go. I can dedicate all the treasures in the Jiugong Sect's treasure house to you."

Xi Ling's consciousness gradually regained consciousness.

But her shield was broken, and Yuan Qi was invading her body.

She knew very well in her heart that this body was useless.

But she did not dare to give up this physical body easily and let Yuanying break through her dantian and come out. In that way, her Nascent Soul will face the erosion of Yuan Qi.

"Haha, do you think this is possible!"

Xue Mei's mocking voice sounded, and a black soul-breaking cone shot out, stabbing Xi Ling's Dantian.

However, Song Wen's movements were faster.

A stream of blood gushes out and engulfs Xi Ling.

The blood dissipated, and Xi Ling had disappeared. Only the next storage ring and the cyan jade medal remained in place.

Xue Mei pointed at the cyan jade sign and asked.

"Jiyin, how about I give this magic weapon to you?"

"Sure!" Song Wen nodded.

The two of them divided up Xiling's relics.

Xuemei got the green jade token, and the set of mother-and-child blades and the two small teleportation talismans in the storage ring fell into Song Wen's hands.

It is worth mentioning that no treasures related to the God Blood Palace were found in Xiling's storage ring. This means that she did not get any treasures in the Corpse King Palace.

"Daoyou Xuemei, do you know where the Corpse King Reincarnation Sutra is placed in the palace?" Song Wen asked.

Xuemei said, "Follow me."

Under the leadership of Xuemei, the two came to the depths of the hall, and a corridor about ten feet wide appeared in front of them.

Xuemei entered the corridor first without any hesitation.

The two walked a hundred feet forward and reached the end of the corridor.

A stone platform about ten feet high appeared in front of them.

Xuemei stood under the stone platform, muttering to himself.

"At the beginning, I fought for the God Blood Sect and made great contributions, just to become a core member of the God Blood Sect. However, I, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, could not get the recognition of the God Blood Sect. I begged the sect to teach me the "Corpse King Reincarnation Secret" many times, but was rejected every time."

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, the God Blood Sect has disappeared in the long river of time, and I, Xuemei, am standing in front of the inheritance altar of the Corpse King Hall."

"Hahaha..."

Xuemei laughed wildly, a little crazy, as if releasing the haze that had been suppressed in his heart for countless years.