#492 - Anger

"These evil corpses can actually get stronger?"

Feeling the surge in the evil corpses' aura, Mu Tian and the others' expressions changed again.

At the same time, they became even more certain that the evil cultivator hidden in the dark must be a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

Otherwise, even an evil cultivator at the Perfected Houtian realm would find it extremely difficult to set up such a powerful evil formation.

Seeing the evil corpses' aura still increasing, Mu Tian knew that they couldn't continue like this.

He decided to take the initiative, first unleashing a powerful sword qi, aiming to slash at the head of one of the evil corpses.

But the next moment, a crisp sound made his face turn unsightly.

He saw his sword qi, when it struck the evil corpse's head, actually produced a sound like metal colliding.

Although it could still break through the evil corpse's skin and flesh, the skull was completely unharmed, and instead shattered his sword qi.

These evil corpses' bones had become harder than refined steel!

Seeing Mu Tian's sword qi shattered, the others were equally shocked.

Mu Tian was already the strongest among them, and even his sword qi was useless, so they would be even less effective.

"Everyone, there's no other way, prepare to fight to the death, we can only engage in close combat."

Mu Tian said in a deep voice, forcing himself to calm down.

At the same time, he took out a pill from his chest, preparing to take it.

This was a pill he had specially exchanged from the sect when he went down the mountain to train.

After taking it, it could put his spiritual power into a berserk state, greatly increasing his strength in a short period of time.

But similarly, after the effects of the medicine wore off, he would fall into a very weak state, even worse than a Houtian grandmaster.

He would need more than ten days of recuperation to fully recover.

It was a pill that should never be used lightly unless it was a critical moment.

Hearing Mu Tian's words, the others also took out pills.

Just now, they were only using sword qi to fight because they were afraid of the corpse poison on the evil corpses.

But now, sword qi was useless, and the retreat was blocked by the evil cultivator's formation, so they could only fight.

They didn't believe that the heads of these evil corpses could still be so hard in the face of their swords infused with spiritual power!

Mu Tian swallowed the pill in one gulp, and under the urging of his mind, the medicinal power was quickly dissolved.

The next moment, he immediately felt his spiritual power going berserk, and a powerful force surged within his body.

Knowing that the pill's duration was not long, Mu Tian did not delay, and immediately shook his long sword, flew forward, and charged towards the evil corpses who were still absorbing black energy.

Seeing this, the others also swallowed pills and rushed up.

At this time, Mu Tian, who took the lead, had already rushed in front of an evil corpse and thrust out his sword.

Infused with spiritual power, the sword in his hand was sharp, and the speed was extremely fast.

With just one sword, the head of the evil corpse that could not be broken by sword qi just now was pierced through by his sword.

And the evil corpse whose head was pierced by him immediately shook, the black energy on its body gradually dissipated, and it fell backward.

"It works!"

The few people following behind were overjoyed when they saw this scene.

They took out their swords one after another, and also knocked down an evil corpse each.

However, at this time, the evil corpses' counterattack also came.

One by one, they waved their claws and attacked Mu Tian and the others.

Looking at the force of the wind stirred up by their claws, both the strength and speed had greatly increased, reaching the level of the early Houtian realm.

The population of this Qiu Family Village was not small, and there were at least dozens of evil corpses in the village.

Dozens of evil corpses at the Houtian realm level attacked together, and even Mu Tian and the others, who had good cultivation, felt a great increase in pressure.

Fortunately, these evil corpses were ultimately dead objects. Although their speed and strength reached the Houtian realm level, their moves were very crude.

Even started to have alliances with each other, which made the pressure on Mu Tian and the others become greater and greater.

In the fierce battle, Lu Qing's side was calm and tranquil.

Although he did not emit any aura, for some reason, no evil corpse dared to approach him.

Unfortunately, Mu Tian and the others did not have the energy to notice this scene at this time.

"Brother."

Xiao Yan also did not follow Zhao Feng and the others forward, but turned to look at Lu Qing.

"Go ahead, do what you want to do."

Lu Qing saw her thoughts and encouraged her.

"I know, brother!"

Xiao Yan was greatly relieved to have her brother's permission. She drew her long sword, her figure flickered, and she came to an evil corpse, piercing its head with a sword.

"Junior Sister Xiao Yan, be careful, these evil corpses are not easy to deal with!"

Seeing Xiao Yan coming, Mu Tian and the others moved a position to let her integrate into their formation.

"The little girl is still hiding her strength."

Lu Qing smiled when he saw this scene.

However, he nodded slightly when he saw the performance of Mu Tian and the others.

These few sect disciples were a little lacking in mind and will, but their character was okay.

At least in the face of evil cultivators stronger than them, they dared to fight, instead of being frightened and surrendering directly.

"However... this guy worked so hard to refine the evil corpses, wouldn't he just watch Xiao Yan and the others kill them all?"

Lu Qing's gaze faintly looked somewhere.

With his strength, the evil cultivator naturally couldn't hide from his perception.

He had already known the location where he was hiding.

However, this was Xiao Yan's experience, unless he encountered some uncontrollable situation, he would not take action.

Sure enough, seeing Mu Tian and the others killing the evil corpses he had just refined like cutting melons and vegetables.

The evil cultivator hiding in the dark could finally no longer sit still.

Recently, he was active in Linzhou, just planning to plunder some lowly people from each village, absorb their essence and blood, and use them for cultivation.

Before the righteous forces reacted, he would transfer to the next state, and did not want to make a big splash.

But a few days ago, he plundered a few villagers from this Qiu Family Village.

But he inadvertently discovered that the villagers in this village seemed to contain some kind of strange bloodline in their bodies.

After he absorbed the essence and blood, not only did his cultivation greatly increase, but the corpses they left behind were also very suitable for refining into evil corpses.

As an evil cultivator, how could he miss such a good opportunity to enhance his strength?

Immediately, the evil cultivator set up a corpse refining formation in Qiu Family Village.

Not only did he drain the essence and blood of the entire village's villagers, but he also refined all the corpses into evil corpses.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that just as he had transformed all the corpses in the village into evil corpses, a few righteous disciples came to his door.

Unfortunately, he had just absorbed a lot of essence and blood, and was now at a critical juncture of breaking through, so it was not good to directly take action, so he could only drive the newly refined evil corpses to meet the enemy.

He didn't expect these righteous disciples to be quite difficult to deal with, and the evil corpses with the blessing of the formation could not take them down.

Watching Mu Tian and the others constantly kill the evil corpses, the evil cultivator was a little anxious.

These evil corpses containing special bloodlines had great potential. If they continued to be lost like this, his loss would be not small.

"Little bastards, don't be rampant!"

The evil cultivator, in his anxiety and anger, pinched a magic formula.

The next moment, the ground shook, and three black coffins broke out of the ground and landed on the ground.