Chapter 303 Fisherman, Hiding, Taking the Blame!

The crystal core was just reported to be at the source of the Yangtze River, and now it suddenly appeared in front of us.

Coi Yi immediately understood that the summons just now was just to make him try his best to take action once, to see how strong the resistance of the demon corpse was.

They are both soul-catchers of the 'Seeking Heaven's Way', and catching their own people to trap them is their traditional craft.

The petal monk flew into the long river of black water. Pieces of blood-colored petals swirled down and were directly submerged into the viscous liquid, forming a hotbed to hold up the corpse of the three-eyed demon.

He followed all the way over and watched as the coir raincoat monks kept salvaging the monster corpses. He also came to a preliminary conclusion that it was best not to touch the monster corpses directly to avoid triggering weird black fire.

After the blood-colored petals were submerged into the black water, countless resentments were aroused and escaped.

The petals that can be enlarged are covered with fine and delicate lines, which are like fishing nets that keep these resentments out, and start to drag up a large area of ​​black water.

"Go back!"

Seeing the petals holding up the demon's corpse, the petal monk grabbed a bare blood-colored rhizome with both hands and chanted a spell repeatedly, preparing to take back the petals.

A large area of ​​black water and corpses were lifted up and began to fly toward the shore away from the surging resentment.

It's just that the demon corpse is too heavy, making this speed very slow.

On the other side, the cultivator in the coir raincoat, who was knocked out and almost disintegrated, put the coir raincoat on his body again, muttering something in his mouth, and the thatch weaving the coir raincoat began to grow wildly, turning into black and slender snakes, rushing towards the petal monk.

"Lao Li, I'll pull you up and we'll split it evenly."

Seeing that the coir raincoat monk's attack was about to come, the petal monk yelled, but he increased the dragging movement of the demon corpse in his hand, and the remaining petals turned into a shield to block his back.

The petals and the black snake collided together, making a sizzling sound in the sky, and the cracked void began to collapse.

"Crack, click, click."

As he breathed, the void completely collapsed.

At this moment, the flower petal monk also dragged the demon corpse to the shore, and threw a huge clam shell in the air, about to take the demon corpse into it.

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On the other side, Shen Lian was retreating when the void was shattered, but the space was shattered much faster than he could escape.

The power of space fluctuations and the long black river came together, and countless resentments flew out from the long river, stirring up a greater momentum.

It's almost impossible to cover up your figure in this situation.

Designated to be exposed.

Seeing that he was about to be swept over by the space, the deputy soul immediately stepped on the relatively solid rock wall and rushed into the broken space. A wisp of green merit in his hand turned into a hook and hooked towards the demon corpse.

Since he was about to be exposed, he would just be a fisherman. Shen Lian made a decision in an instant.

With a 'swish' sound, the merit chain ignored the broken space and resentment, and suddenly tied one arm of the demon corpse. A black flame immediately emerged, but it did not burn the chain at once like before.

Seeing that it was tied, the deputy soul pulled back suddenly, and then ran away without looking back.

He did it so neatly.

What happened in an instant, when the coir raincoat monk and the flower petal monk came back to their senses after the fight, they saw a dazzling black ball of light dragging the demon corpse into the direction of the long black water river.

His spiritual thoughts came out of his body, and when he wanted to see what the black ball of light was, he saw a mass of resentment rolling around.

Seeing that the demon corpse he had just pulled out was gone, Brother Petal stopped working. He didn't care about the rolling ball of resentment. There were too many weird things in this wilderness, and no one could think of anything weird.

One can imagine the abilities of the monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul. In addition, they released surging magic power, causing a series of cracks in the void wherever they passed. After chasing them for thousands of miles, the soul balls just now were nowhere to be found, and even the demon corpses were nowhere to be found. Gone.

"snort!"

The coir raincoat monk was injured and followed him later. Looking at the appearance of the petal monk, he snorted coldly.

"Forefathers have opportunities and future generations will reap them, and there are even more generations behind."

"There are only a few people operating in the wilderness. Apart from that poor little guy, they are the descendants of the Corpse Immortal Sect. They have been looking for corpses."

Brother Hua Petal said coldly, "Perhaps the monk who disappeared without a trace so quickly under the perception of you and me, the two great monks, is at least a great monk of the same level as you and me. When did the descendants of the Corpse Immortal Sect become like this? A monk."

The coir raincoat cultivator ignored the flower petals at all and disappeared in a flash.

It doesn't matter if he can't get it.

As long as his fellow disciples couldn't catch it, he would be happy.

If the treasure he discovered first was snatched away by Petal Monk, it would be even worse than killing him.

The coir raincoat monk left, causing the aura on the petal monk's body to become colder. He originally wanted to be a fisherman, but he didn't expect that there were other old yinbi around.

There are not many monks and forces who can gain a foothold in the wilderness. One is the merit body protector of the little poor guy, the other is the Xuan Zhi who plays with the Infernal Corpse, and the other is their soul catcher who 'seeks the way of heaven'.

Their soul hunters have long been filthy and evil bodies, and their souls have been locked in spiritual prisons. They are no longer afraid of resentful souls seeking their lives.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was probably the descendants of the Immortal Corpse Sect who took it away, mainly because they were highly suspected of committing the crime.

Although the Corpse Immortal Sect declined and became a small sect, its ancestors were very wealthy, so it is normal for a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage to emerge.

"I have recorded this account!"

It would have been fine if I had managed to rob fellow disciples, but now, not only did I fail to rob them, but I was also charged for it. It was too unfair.

Fortunately, it didn't matter. Soul catchers could not kill each other. Even if they had a blood feud, the spiritual restrictions in their bodies were like a sword hanging high, hanging on their souls all the time.

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After escaping far away, Shen Lian went directly into the nearby cave No. 13, but he did not stay for long. He just let the puppet leave a little trace and then ran away again.

There was a special air-breaking formation in the cave. Once it was activated, it could accelerate the speed and degree of space shattering. Even if it didn't kill the great cultivator in the late Yuanying stage, it could make him embarrassed.

The most important thing was to delay time.

He had already arranged more than 30 such fraud caves in the wilderness.

Unfortunately, none of them had been used yet.

…

"Didn't catch up?"

While diving into the ground and escaping far away, Shen Lian sensed the situation within a thousand miles.

The Yuanying cultivator was greatly affected here. He didn't dare to burst out his full strength to chase him. This was one of the main reasons why he could make a quick decision to rob and run.

He originally wanted to go south, but he got two treasures on the way, so he chose to go north and clean up the demon corpse first.

It's really interesting. The lower level of the exiled immortals were also scheming and half-hearted. The cultivators of this mysterious force are also the same. Not to mention the close relationship between fellow disciples, they look like they want to stab each other.

But thinking of the ghost appearance of the straw raincoat cultivator, who didn't even have a face and was crawling with resentful insects, Shen Lian was a little relieved.

In this ghost state, let alone normal soul, it might be twisted into a dough twist.

After passing through four fraud caves along the way, Shen Lian retracted his energy and entered his real hiding place.

Under the Yunmeng Market, Yuanshi No. 1 is safe.

For hundreds of years, the Yunmeng Market has been there.

There are many monks. The monks in charge here are still from the Bishui Sect, but this Bishui Sect is no longer the Bishui Sect of the past. The monks in the sect have been replaced, and only the name remains the same.

The new monk is from a Jindan family in the Chu State. Taking advantage of the decline of the Bishui Sect, he came to occupy the nest of the magpie, turned the family into a sect, and called himself Bi Lian Zhenren.

…

Under the spiritual vein deep in the land of Fangshi.

A cave stone fell between the soil and stones like an ordinary stone.

In the cave, Shen Lian just checked the corpse of the demon with his divine consciousness. Suddenly, a black flame ignited on the divine consciousness that was released, and it was about to attack his divine consciousness sea.

After cutting off the divine consciousness, he was happy.

It is rumored that some talented monks in the three-eyed demon clan can awaken the bloodline supernatural powers of the demon clan or the demon clan when they are born.

The magical power of the demon race is biased towards the body, while the magical power of the demon race is biased towards the soul.

This black spiritual fire that can burn the mind is the magic soul magical power of the demon race, the Moro Pure Fire, which is specifically used to restrain the soul.

Shen Lian nodded his eyebrows, and then ripples appeared in the sea of ​​mind, and a vague phoenix phantom appeared, and then gathered into a materialized claw.

The five colors of soul fire on the five claws jumped up, and he pulled them out of the sea of ​​mind, spinning towards the corpse of the demon.

Sure enough, the Rama Pure Fire flew out from the corpse that was touched again, and hit the five-color soul fire derived from the Tiandu Yanshen method.

Sizzle.

A harsh sound rang out, and the momentum of the five-color soul fire was weakened by one third at the moment of collision. It was obvious that the black fire was higher in level, and it was higher by more than one small level, otherwise this situation would not have happened.

Shen Lian took out the Five Elements Ship and took advantage of the situation to chop at the demon corpse, but was still blocked by a black light on its body.

The black light came from under the body surface, and once it touched the body, it would be sensed. It was either a secret technique or a magical power. Shen Lian was more inclined to a bloodline magical power.

"At least it is the Great Perfection of the Infant!"

After repeated attempts, he made another judgment about the demon corpse.

This demon was at least the Great Perfection of the Infant when he was alive, and retained at least two bloodline magical powers.

At present, except for the Moruo Pure Fire, he could not determine the remaining magical powers, and could only identify them during the process of refining the puppet.

As for why he left such a magical power after his death, it was mostly because of the long river of resentment.

The female cultivator spirit corpse of Qian Dai had extraordinary means before, which was preserved because of the specific environment of the wilderness.

Therefore, it is not surprising that this demon corpse can be so magical.

If he wanted to make a puppet of a three-eyed demon who had reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul into a puppet without losing his realm, his puppet-making method of the fourth-level lower grade was far from enough.

He could try the fourth-level middle-grade one, but he still could not guarantee the risk of losing his realm. Only by advancing to the fourth-level upper-grade puppet master could he guarantee that he could exert his maximum combat power.

In this way, he could ensure that even if the main body and the secondary soul continued to advance to the middle or even late stage of the Nascent Soul in the future, this puppet would still be useful and would not be wasted.

In a moment, Shen Lian's eyes opened and closed.

[Shen Lian: Early Nascent Soul]

[Physical cultivation: fourth-level lower grade (fake)]

[Divine thought: 148,000 feet (about 986 miles)]

[Puppet: fourth-level lower grade (12458/400000) cannot be broken through]

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