Chapter 585 Ghost Corpse

"Fellow Taoist, you..."

With a "Puff" sound, the Blue Sky Black Fire Sword passed through the chest of the beautiful woman in purple without any warning. The latter was unprepared and could not help but look at Ye Chunyang with her beautiful eyes wide open, her face full of disbelief.

"Fellow Taoist? I've been pretending for so long. I'm afraid you still don't know my Taoist number, right?"

Ye Chunyang said this, but the sword technique did not stop at all. After a thought, the flying sword circled again, quickly passing around the beautiful woman's neck, bringing up a dazzling fire.

The beautiful woman in purple had a frightened face, but Ye Chunyang's sword was so fast that the beautiful woman only felt a flash of light in front of her eyes, and her head rolled down along the ground, and she was beheaded by Ye Chunyang on the spot.

But the strange thing is that after the beautiful woman was decapitated, there was no blood spilling from her neck. Instead, she made a muffled sound when her body reached the bottom, and suddenly turned into green mist and dissipated.

This mist was strikingly the same as the one emitted by the green-haired mummies just now. The corrosion and stench were several times greater than the former. At the same time, a sinister wind spread crazily and headed straight towards the entrance of the stone cave.

Ye Chunyang's expression was slightly condensed, and Pixiu, who was lying on his shoulder, also had sharp eyes.

After the green mist rose to the entrance of the cave, instead of dissipating, it quickly condensed and turned into a tall figure.

This man had green skin and iron bones, sharp teeth and fangs. He was more than eight feet tall. He looked down at Ye Chunyang coldly like a giant, his eyes full of violence and bloodthirsty.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to recognize me."

The green-skinned giant has cold eyes and can actually speak human words.

Ye Chunyang's face remained calm, as if this scene had been expected.

But seeing the form of this green-skinned giant, he was still slightly surprised.

If he read correctly, this monster should be a second-level upper-level ghost corpse, with a ghost cultivation level comparable to that of an immortal cultivator in the late stage of magic.

This kind of corpse is different from the previous mummies who only know how to release corpse energy. They actually have the magical ability to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and are good at psychedelic techniques. The "beautiful woman in purple" just now was transformed by it.

This monster's transformation skills are quite good, and Ye Chunyang was also confused by it at first. Fortunately, Pixiu has a keen sense of ghost aura. If it weren't for the abnormality of this beast, he might not be able to recognize it.

"Did you set up this misty illusionary formation?"

Ye Chunyang raised his head and asked with a gloomy expression.

After falling into this illusion, he found that his spiritual consciousness could not detect three miles away. Apparently, the surrounding area had been sealed by the illusion array.

If this formation cannot be cracked, no matter where you go, you will be unable to escape this fog, and those who are not determined will be more likely to get lost here.

"Yes, this formation was set up by me. Once you have entered my own mist, you will never leave it no matter how powerful you are."

The ghost corpse said with a long and solemn smile.

As he spoke, he flicked the Pixiu on Ye Chunyang's shoulder and said: "You were able to find me, presumably because of this beast, right? It can absorb the corpse energy of many of my refined corpses. This spiritual beast is quite extraordinary, but it's a pity that it's only in its infancy. It's destined to be It should be a supplement to one’s own condensed corpse energy.”

Ye Chunyang was noncommittal. Although this ghost corpse was good at the art of confusion, now his strength had reached the point where he could kill the late-stage mana, and the opponent was not enough to make him afraid.

He stroked Pi Xiu's soft hair, with a cold look in his eyes, and said: "You still have a chance to survive if you remove the illusion array now, otherwise when I take action, your hundreds of years of Taoism will be destroyed."

The ghost corpse was startled when he heard this, as if he thought he heard it wrong. After being stunned for a long time, he couldn't help laughing angrily, leaning down and staring at Ye Chunyang playfully, and said: "Just a human being has such a big tone, but I think so." See how you are going to destroy hundreds of years of my practice?”

Before he finished speaking, the ghost corpse figure suddenly disappeared, turned into green mist and dissipated. The next moment, it condensed in front of Ye Chunyang, and without a word, he waved a giant fist like a mountain.

In an instant, there was only a muffled sound like rolling stones, and the cold wind came directly to his face.

There is corrosive corpse energy in the ghost corpse fist, and ordinary monks are afraid that their bodies will be corrupted if they touch it. They quickly ignore it and arrive in front of Ye Chunyang in the blink of an eye.

But then a strange scene occurred. The punch passed through his body without any hindrance. Not only did it not splatter any blood, but it quickly dissipated without a trace after a slight tremor.

Seeing the figure disappearing out of thin air, the ghost corpse raised his eyebrows and showed surprise on his face. However, this beast's mind was also extraordinary, and he did not hesitate to turn around and retreat after knowing that something was fishy.

But at this moment, a huge sword filled with fiery red light appeared out of thin air, slashing down from mid-air like a broken bamboo. The speed was far faster than the punch of the ghost corpse.

The ghost corpse's face was extremely angry, and after letting out a strange roar from his mouth, he opened his arms to the left and right, and pinched a strange magic spell with his hands. Green mist spread all over his body, turning into a light shield to block the giant sword.

The sounds of "Pfft" and "Pfft" continued continuously, and the firelight rushed into the green mist, just like the scene when dealing with the mummies just now, without causing any waves.

"Hmph! The power of the fire attribute flying sword is pretty good, but it's a pity that it's useless for us ghosts."

Easily resisting the plan of Qingtian Xuanhuo Sword, the ghost corpse couldn't help but feel extremely proud.

"Really? But your memory seems not to be very good."

A faint sneer came from the mist, and Ye Chunyang suddenly appeared like a ghost. The Pixiu on his shoulder muttered "Ouch" twice, and then he leaped up and rushed into the green mist, opening his mouth to feast.

Within a moment, the green mist surrounding the ghost corpse was sucked clean by Pixiu.

The ghost corpse's expression changed slightly, and it was natural that Pixiu could absorb ghost energy.

Originally, I thought that this beast was only in its infancy and could only deal with some low-level mummies at most. However, after hundreds of years of cultivation, he never expected that this beast would not be afraid at all.

But it was shocked but not panicked. After being forced to show its body, it spit out a dark green round bead with ghostly aura on it. With the spell, the surrounding ghost fog was surging and quickly attracted Ye Chunyang.

Just as he was about to drive the sword again to kill this beast and break the illusion array, Ye Chunyang suddenly felt that the scene in front of him changed.

The previous moment was still a vast ghost fog, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a purgatory abyss. The demons were dancing around him, and he kept falling, as if he was endlessly sinking in the darkness. The boundless fear seemed to devour people's hearts and bring people incomparable despair.

Seeing this scene suddenly, Ye Chunyang was a little confused at first, but after the soul in his sea of ​​consciousness trembled, a cool feeling immediately spread throughout his body, making him wake up with a refreshment.

Looking at the surrounding demons attacking with their fangs and claws, he shouted angrily with a gloomy face.

The Qingtian Xuanhuo Sword spun like a lightning disc, and the sword energy was invincible wherever it went. Any demons and monsters that approached were chopped into gray mist by the sword.

At the same time, he casually raised his Liuwu Hanyuan Ding, and the wild fire inside it rose. The whole abyss was immediately illuminated by the fire. After a few "puffs", all the demons and ghosts around were burned to death.

"I didn't expect you to have such willpower, which really surprised me! But you were caught in my illusion, let's see how you get out! But I will accept your young spirit beast that specializes in countering ghost energy. This thing is the natural enemy of our ghost way. After refining it, my cultivation will definitely double, haha..."

As the surrounding demons and ghosts were destroyed, the shocked voice of the ghost corpse immediately sounded in the gloomy sky. After laughing in a low voice, it quickly disappeared without a trace.

Ye Chunyang felt a chill in his heart. He had not been able to recall the Pixiu when he was trapped in the illusion just now. Now he found that he had lost contact with the beast. No matter how many thoughts he sent with the Yuling Jue, he could not get a response.

Ye Chunyang was shocked and angry when he noticed this abnormality.

But he did not waste any more time talking to the ghost corpse. He urged the spell in his hand and used the shadowless escape to rush upward.

But this illusion was obviously carefully set up by the ghost corpse. No matter how he flew, he still saw a deep abyss in front of him and could not find the exit at all.

"Humph! How can this mere illusion trap me?"

Ye Chunyang sneered, and several array swordfish swam out from his sleeves. After the spell changed several times, the surrounding fire rose, and a soul-annihilating array was formed in the blink of an eye.

As soon as this formation was set up, there seemed to be a whirlpool under the abyss, and all the ghost energy was sealed in the formation and stagnated. At the same time, a layer of gray mist appeared in the sky, and a dark green round bead could be vaguely seen. There seemed to be a huge eyeball inside, filled with gloomy and evil energy.

"Go!"

Ye Chunyang drove the sword without hesitation, and the blazing fire suddenly shot up into the sky and shot straight to the eyeball in the round bead.

Only a sound like a balloon bursting was heard, followed by a loud roar of shock and anger. The fog around was dissipated in an instant, and the previous scene was restored in front of him.

At this time, the ghost corpse outside the stone cave had a hideous face, the round bead magic weapon in his hand was dim, and the left eye was also overflowing with smelly pus and blood, which was terrifying.

And after Ye Chunyang broke the illusion and appeared, the Pixiu also roared happily, and took advantage of the moment when the ghost corpse was seriously injured to break free from its hands and fluttered back to Ye Chunyang's shoulder.

"You actually broke my illusion, how is this possible!"

Looking at Ye Chunyang's reappearing figure, the ghost corpse's face was horrified, his expression full of disbelief.

Ye Chunyang snorted coldly, not wanting to waste time talking to him, he activated the magic formula like lightning, and three thousand sword essences rushed towards the ghost corpse. Wherever he went, there was a dazzling fire, and the fog in the sky was also split in two.

Feeling the huge spiritual pressure on the sword formation, the ghost corpse's pupils shrank violently, and he hurriedly chanted the spell to drive the round bead magic weapon forward.

But after Ye Chunyang broke the illusion just now, the magic power of this bead was much less than before, and there was a Pixiu swallowing ghost energy on the side, and it was defeated by the sword formation before it could be activated.

"Puff puff puff..."

Bursts of harsh muffled sounds came out, and the ghost corpse wailed endlessly, and his body struggled violently.

But Ye Chunyang's sword did not kill it. Seeing the might of the sword formation, it flew back without thinking, not even caring about its magic weapon, and hurriedly flew back to the cave behind it.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, raised his sword without saying a word, and a sword energy several feet wide chased the beast. Before the other party ran to the cave entrance, his body was cut into several pieces by the sword energy, and turned into corpse gas and diffused out.

Although this ghost corpse was proficient in illusion, it was useless in front of Ye Chunyang, and it was easy to kill it.

Seeing that the corpse gas was several points purer than before, the Pixiu was greedy, and before Ye Chunyang could speak, he could not help but step forward and open his mouth to greedily absorb it.