The Ancestor of Body Repair

"After so many years, Xue Fengqiu has indeed entered the stage of forming an elixir."

Listening to the hoarse voice, it seemed that he was in the same generation as the cultivator of the Core Formation Stage, and he also used the word "also", Xue Yueren was even more certain that this was a senior who had friendship with their Patriarch.

Thinking about it, only a cultivator in the formative stage can control so many powerful corpses.

Xue Yueren felt that there was no maliciousness in the senior's tone, and asked cautiously: "Senior has friendship with the Patriarch, I don't know if I can let the junior go. After the junior goes back, I will report to the Patriarch and prepare a generous gift for the senior to apologize."

"A generous gift, hehe, boy, you are too naive. Do you know how much effort it took for me to kill these refining corpses?"

Xue Yueren and the boss of the Ma family finally heard the source of the voice at this time, which was on their side.

With a hoarse voice, a figure walked out of the dark shadow on the side.

The light from the entrance of the cave above the cave just fell on him, allowing the disciples of Tianjianmen to see the appearance of this person. The person who opened the conversation with Xue Yueren was the black figure who killed the second child of the Ma family before.

Just like what Xue Yueren had sensed before, the appearance of this person and the black corpse around him were almost the same. They were all black skin, plump muscles, thin palms, and even the green hairs on their hands were exactly the same.

There are two differences. One is that this person's fingernails are two inches long, with black gloss on them, and they look very sharp.

There is also the face of this figure. The faces of the other black corpses are skinny and skinny, and this person's face is completely like an ordinary person.

His face is angular, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, except for the dark skin on his face, he is a handsome young man.

Seeing the man's appearance, Xue Yueren was startled, as if thinking of something, subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Hey, looking at your expression, you seem to recognize me." The corpse-like man said in a somewhat curious tone, but his facial expression was as unchanged as that of a dead person, and it looked very strange.

Xue Yueren felt the powerful divine consciousness from the body of the corpse refining man, and then thought of the man's previous prestige, his body could not help trembling, he trembled and said: "You are the senior Wang Shitong of Jiuyoumen!"

"Haha! I didn't expect that a hundred years later, the younger generation of Tianjianmen would still remember my name, yes, haha!" The dead man's face was expressionless, but his mouth burst into a heroic smile.

"Boy, when did you see me, let's hear it."

Xue Yueren swallowed a mouthful of spit and said, "When the senior killed the newly formed bronze armored corpse in the land of death, I happened to witness the powerful supernatural power of the senior in the vicinity."

The eldest brother of the Ma family next to him took a deep breath when he heard the words, but he knew that this bronze armored corpse was completely in the stage of formation, even if it was just advanced, with the strong defense of the bronze armored corpse, the general knot At the beginning of Dan, there was no way to kill it.

The elder brother of the Ma family took a closer look at the senior who was suspected to be at the stage of forming an elixir. He had no impression, but he seemed to have heard the name of Wang Shitong somewhere.

The corpse refining man sighed inexplicably, and then asked: "Xue family boy, what did the outside world say about me, Wang Shitong, over the years?"

Xue Yueren was a little hesitant, as if he didn't dare to speak.

"Why, don't you say it?"

"If senior takes my life, I will tell you the truth." Xue Yueren hesitated for a while, and said in a firm tone.

The corpse-refining man was expressionless, but a few green lights flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Okay, I, Wang Shitong, promise you."

Xue Yueren wiped the sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. He carefully glanced at the corpse refining man and said, "I believe that senior keeps his promise."

"A hundred years ago, when I was still in the early stage of foundation building, my senior killed the bronze-armored corpse and became famous in Wei, but not long after that, there were rumors that my senior was killed by Fairy Ling of the Demon Sect, oh no. , It was Witch Ling who was seriously injured, and the senior also disappeared at that time."

When talking about this, Xue Yueren glanced at the other party secretly, and seeing that he did not move at all, he continued: "Everyone said that the senior died of serious injuries, and even the news from inside Jiuyoumen said that you have passed away."

"Hmph, Ling Yuetong, this crazy woman, if I hadn't been injured when I dealt with the bronze-armored corpse, how could I have been defeated by this latecomer." The corpse-refining man made a very bitter voice.

Xue Yueren looked flattering and said, "Senior, with your ability, it is not easy to kill that Ling Yuetong."

The corpse-refining man glanced at Xue Yueren, and then looked at the other disciples of Tianjianmen. He ignored Xue Yueren's flattery, but snorted coldly, "Tell me, how should you compensate me for destroying so many corpses? ."

"Every corpse of mine is worth more than a spirit beast of the same rank."

The words of the corpse refining man made the faces of these people change greatly, but Xue Yueren was still calm and said in a low voice: "Senior, if you don't want to let me go out first, after I tell the master, let him come to you in person. apologize."

"Haha, do you think I, Wang Shitong, haven't been born for a hundred years, have your brain rusted? I'm afraid that time will come, not only Xue Fengqiu, a sword cultivator at the core stage."

While speaking, the corpse refining man's spiritual consciousness at the stage of forming a pill slowly pressed down on the crowd.

"Senior Brother Xue, this old ghost is going to fight."

The boss of the Ma family is also a decisive person. Seeing that the corpse refining man did not let them go, he immediately burned the liquid mana.

Immediately, he injected all the power of the Sword Intent Spirit Talisman prepared in his hand into the flying sword. The white-haired sword cultivator had a grim face, and under the enormous pressure of his spiritual consciousness at the stage of forming a pill, he launched a flying sword attack on the corpse refining man. .

Although the corpse refining man was expressionless, the mockery in his eyes couldn't be more obvious.

"Boom!" Big Brother Ma's sword hit the wall of the cave, and the corpse-refining man disappeared in place. When Big Brother Ma saw this, his face turned pale.

When he locked the storage bag with his mana, and was about to take out something, a hissing sound came from his ears, and the thick mid-level foundation-building shield outside his body was torn to pieces.

Immediately after, Big Brother Ma felt that his heart was being held by an extremely cold hand, and he could even feel the sharpness of the black nails.

"puff!"

A slight explosion sounded from the body of the elder brother of the Ma family. This extraordinary sword cultivator followed in his younger brother's footsteps and fell to the ground. The Ma family brothers died in the hands of the corpse refining man.

Xue Yueren, who was on the side, could clearly see the movements of the corpse refining man.

A black and cold aura erupted from the feet of the corpse-refining man just now, and his figure was like a ghost, appearing behind the big brother of the Ma family.

Then the black nails on the hands were like high-level psychic instruments, exuding an extremely sharp breath, easily breaking its mana shield and killing the sword cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.