"No--"

Amid a loud scream, it seemed that something was broken in the void.

A blood shadow rushed out of the shattered space, followed by a pitch-black dragon.

The dragon's body was covered with pitch-black scales, but at this moment, black fog appeared all over its body.

After a few breaths, the black fog dissipated and the dragon disappeared, and it was replaced by Lei Yi's body.

And in front, the blood shadow lost its momentum and began to fall to the ground.

Lei Yi, on the other side, watched him like this and did not pursue him.

Because in his senses, someone was chasing him from behind, and it was probably Jin Lingsheng.

"Just just now, I used the Abyss Dragon Transformation to instantly kill that woman. Even if I am full of qi and blood at this moment, I will still have a backlash. If I face Jin Lingsheng's Wuzhu Jinfeng again, I may be at a disadvantage, and it is more important to run away!"

Thinking of this, he made a quick judgment.

Keep the green mountains there, and you won’t be afraid of burning firewood.

Moreover, the Master of Linghuan is not a cultivator who specializes in physical body. He was hit by a dragon claw and was thrown into a dragon's tail, so he would definitely die.

When Lei Yi thought of this, he relied on his gradual recovery of vision and determined a direction, and directly chose to run away.

Behind, Jin Lingsheng was galloping rapidly.

When he came to the place where the Linghuan Sect Master and Lei Yi fought, he saw the scene where the Linghuan Sect Master turned into a blood shadow and fell to the ground.

He let go of his spiritual sense, and after sensing it for a while, he exclaimed, "How could it be?"

Because the falling man is the leader of Linghuan Sect, the leader of Linghuan Sect in the South China Sea, and one of the direct descendants of the True Spirit Immortal Sect, he will actually be defeated by the other party.

Seeing this, Jin Lingsheng did not pursue Lei Yi anymore, but flew downwards.

When he landed, he saw only the corpse of the Linghuan Sect Master who was extremely tragic.

The other party's body was almost broken, and his whole body seemed to be crushed by a huge peak, almost turning into a pool of meat paste.

Miserable, so miserable!

Jin Lingsheng knew that he had come late, and the other party had already died of breath and his soul had disappeared.

"Damn it, that traitor not only killed the young master, but also killed the Linghuan Sect Master!" Jin Lingsheng thought of this, his eyes flashed, and his mood was naturally extremely bad.

"Traitor, my True Spirit Immortal Sect is incompatible with you!"

Finally, he made a harsh word, but Lei Yi could no longer hear it.

...

After killing the enemy, Lei Yi felt relieved this time.

To be honest, the magical powers of the Linghuan Sect Master gave him some pressure, but when he threw the other party's tail to death, he felt extremely happy.

So much so that when he suffered the backlash from the Yuanlong transformation, he did not feel much pain.

Half a day later, the backlash ended, and Lei Yi also relied on the strong blood and blood in his body to recover from his injuries.

Even the five senses that had been closed by him before recovered, and his vision returned to clear light again.

"Okay, let's follow the plan and go to the Wusheng Temple first. If you can find clues, then set out to the Doushen Temple. In short, it's important to hurry up!"

Lei Yi was also following Yuan Ruomeng's plan at this moment.

After he identified the direction, he galloped all the way.

After flying for a long time, a thick foggy forest appeared in his sight.

"It's thick fog again!" Seeing this scene, Lei Yi was too lazy to complain.

The ruins of the Potian Xuanzong were filled with gray fog, but the thick fog in the mountains and forests in front of me was extraordinary, and even a sensation of death that made my heart palpitations.

This is where the Wusheng Temple is located, and this mountain forest is also called the "zombie forest".

As the name suggests, there are zombies or even ghosts here, which is also a major feature of Wusheng Hall.

It is said that the commander of Wusheng Palace was to refine corpses and form spirits, so there was almost no normal person under him.

And the secret technique of Wusheng Palace is actually the method of refining corpses.

When Lei Yi thought of this, he felt a chill in his heart.

However, Lei Wanhong and others mentioned before that some disciples who are close to their lifetime will also choose to refine corpses.

Because corpse refining is also considered a practitioner of the physical body, but the way of existence is different. There are many benefits of doing this, one of which is that there is no limit on life span.

Corpse refining is not a living creature, nor is it considered alive. As long as it is not killed, it can last forever.

However, if the corpse is refining, even if it retains part of the mind in front of you, once it falls, the soul will be destroyed without birth.

If a monk sits in the process of transformation, he can still rush into the cycle of reincarnation. Even if he doesn't do this in his life, he may go further on the road of cultivation in the next life.

In short, Wusheng Palace is a major alternative even if it is within the Potian Xuan Sect.

This hall has almost no contact with other halls, and is not even familiar with the Shura Hall, which is also one of the dark halls.

There are not many disciples in this hall, only some people who are desperate and choose to refine corpses and continue to survive.

Because of this, even if the Potian Xuan Sect is destroyed, there must be disciples of that year in this zombie forest, but they are just "living" in another way.

"I came to Wusheng Hall just to get something, but I don't have the idea of ​​beating zombies. Don't come out and provoke me!"

Lei Yi murmured in a low voice and slowly landed near the zombie forest. After confirming that there was no danger around, he began to move forward.

Soon, he walked into the thick fog where the zombie forest was, and his vision became extremely limited.

Fortunately, in the thick fog here, there is no problem except that the death energy is particularly strong. His spiritual sense can at least be released to sense the situation around him.

In the zombie forest, the light is very dim because of thick fog.

Below the rotten and withered trees are towering tombstones, which are left by disciples of Potian Xuan Sect whose life span has reached their limit.

When they join the Hall of Wusheng, they will set up a tombstone for themselves.

There are dense claw marks on these tombstones, and there is no monster here, so you can guess what the claw marks are left.

A cold wind blew by, the trees swayed, making a sad sound like a howling ghost.

"It's too cunning!" Lei Yi walked in it, his body trembled, and he felt a little scared in his heart.

If ordinary people come here, they may be scared halfway through the journey.

But he is a cultivator in the realm of Heaven and Human Realm, and he is even scared. Isn’t this scientific?

No, this is not metaphysical!

Lei Yi quickly realized the problem, and there must be fraud here.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, let go of his spiritual consciousness, and carefully realized the surroundings with the unique sensing ability of cultivators in the realm of Heaven and Man.

He found that a special rune was floating in the air of this zombie forest.

Although the number of runes is rare, you can encounter one after walking dozens of steps, and the color is very dim and almost inconspicuous. Even the monks in the realm of Heaven and Human Realm may miss it.

But Lei Yi discovered it and took the runes into his hands, and carefully realized it.

He found that as long as he touched the rune, a trace of anxiety and panic would appear deep in his heart, and he was a little afraid of something.

But when the rune leaves the body, this fear immediately disappears.

"Is this... the law that makes monks afraid?" After exploring it clearly, Lei Yi finally judged the properties of the rune.

This should be one of the laws similar to the seven emotions and six desires, which make people feel fear.

After understanding the mystery of this place, Lei Yi was no longer afraid.

But before he took a few steps, the ground at his feet suddenly exploded, and a black shadow broke out and rushed towards him.

Before the shadow could arrive, a rotten corpse scent poured into Lei Yi's nose, making him feel a sense of disgust.

"Senior, why bother!" Lei Yi shook his head, a little helpless, but he still punched him.

The black shadow was hit by a punch, and his body exploded directly. A large area of ​​dark green liquid splashed out, but was blocked by a barrier in front of Lei Yi.

These liquids drip onto the ground, making a "hissing" corrosion sound.

"It turns out it's corpse poison. These corpse blood carry toxins. You should pay attention!" Lei Yi saw this scene and quickly reminded himself.

In this zombie forest, those who can still move now must not be living people.

This place is a corpse-raising land. It has been countless years since the destruction of the Potian Xuan Sect.

Who knows how powerful these zombies have cultivated after lying here for so many years?

In other words, these zombies probably haven't seen a living person in so many years. The strong qi and blood in his body are even more of a tonic for zombies.

In the next journey, as he expected, one or two zombies would pop out from the ground from time to time and attack him.

Each of these zombies is proficient in earth escape techniques, and is silent when operating underground, making people unable to defend themselves.

Moreover, these zombies have not been active for too long, none of them can understand human words, and only bloodthirsty instincts are left in their bodies.

Although they were both predecessors of the Potian Xuan Sect during their lifetime, for Lei Yi, the enemy attacked him, and he could not talk about any kindness.
To be continued...