Chapter 587 Corpse King

Suddenly, a scream came from the bottom of the basin. The faces of the three people, including Ye Chunyang, changed and they immediately looked down.

A black light shot up into the sky, like a long rainbow, and went straight to the clouds.

"But I haven't tasted the taste of human cultivators for many years. It's really rare!"

Just as they were surprised, a low and sinister laugh suddenly sounded.

The pupils of the three people shrank slightly, and they saw a tall shadow leaping into the air. A familiar face suddenly appeared in front of them. It was Wang Xuan who had just gone down to take the black stone.

But at this time, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and there was a little strange black light between his eyebrows. The evil spirit was overflowing, and a low and hoarse strange roar came from his throat.

"Friend Wang, you..."

Sensing Wang Xuan's weirdness, the sloppy old man's face changed several times, and the purple-clothed beautiful woman couldn't help but step back a few steps.

Ye Chunyang narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at Wang Xuan who had suddenly changed.

The latter was now completely lifeless, with a strong aura of corpse ghosts all over his body. He was afraid that he was in danger. It was no longer him who was controlling his body at the moment.

"It seems that he is possessed by an evil spirit."

Ye Chunyang's face was gloomy, and he saw eight clues after one look.

The sloppy old man and the purple-clothed beautiful woman felt cold in their hearts, and each held their magic weapon in their hands.

Wang Xuan was a master of the middle stage of magic power anyway. He had only been out of the Yinfeng Pool for a few seconds, but in the blink of an eye, he was possessed by an evil spirit. It showed how powerful the ghost in his body was, and they could not afford to be careless.

"Your Excellency has a good eye. You can actually see that I am possessed by this person."

"Wang Xuan" opened his tightly closed eyes in vain, exuding a sharp and fierce light, and looked at Ye Chunyang coldly.

At the same time, his breath was released, and a gloomy spiritual pressure swirled and gathered like a storm. Even though the three people present were masters with successful cultivation, they felt a suffocating depression.

"Level 3 Corpse King!"

The sloppy old man sensed something from "Wang Xuan"'s aura at the moment, and his expression suddenly changed, with fear in his eyes.

The purple-clothed beautiful woman beside him also changed her expression instantly after hearing this. Obviously, she knew what the Level 3 Corpse King meant, and she couldn't help but urge her true essence, as if she was facing a great enemy.

Ye Chunyang stared at "Wang Xuan", and his heart was also filled with fear.

Level 3 Corpse King is not comparable to ordinary ghost corpses. This beast's cultivation is comparable to that of an early Jindan cultivator, and his ghostly magical powers are far superior to the ghost corpses he encountered before, as can be seen from the fact that he is now possessed by Wang Xuan's body.

He became dignified in his heart. If it were an ordinary ghost corpse, he would still be confident to deal with it, but now this beast is a corpse king comparable to a Jindan cultivator, and they can't deal with it at all.

At this moment, the corpse king in Wang Xuan's body twitched his nose, sniffing something keenly, and then turned his eyes to Ye Chunyang. After a moment of doubt, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"You have the breath of my son on you. You killed my son!"

As if he had sensed something from Ye Chunyang, the corpse king was furious and roared with murderous intent on his face.

Ye Chunyang frowned, and was a little confused at first, but he immediately understood when he thought of the ghost corpse he killed a few days ago. Obviously, the ghost corpse was the son of the corpse king, but he didn't expect that the other party's perception was so sharp that he could find traces on himself.

The sloppy old man and the purple-clothed beautiful woman were confused, and they couldn't help but look at Ye Chunyang in surprise, with a look of doubt.

But before the two of them could speak, the rumbling sound of mana vibrations came from mid-air.

The corpse king's body flashed with black light, and bursts of ink-like breath spurted out of his mouth. In a blink of an eye, the area within a radius of dozens of feet was dark, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you. Only bursts of foul smell diffused out.

"It's corpse poison! Be careful, two Taoist friends!"

The sloppy old man's face changed drastically. Without thinking too much, he slapped a talisman on his body, and a circle of light rose around his body, blocking the corpse poison.

Without the old man's reminder, the purple-clothed beautiful woman had already cast a protective magic shield and retreated several feet away. At the same time, a black short knife in her sleeve swirled out, and several rays of light slashed in front of her, and the originally dense fog was reduced by a few points.

Ye Chunyang looked up at the sky, and a round of fire spread around his body. Then his figure flashed and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The Corpse King seemed to sense something and moved at the same time. Even though he was possessed by Wang Xuan, he was extremely agile. He flashed to the top of the three people's heads, and before the three people could react, a loud rumbling sound was heard, and the surrounding ground collapsed one after another.

"If you dare to kill my son, I will bury you with him!"

The Corpse King was extremely angry, and his eyes suddenly locked onto Ye Chunyang's location, and his palm power whistled towards him.

Ye Chunyang's eyes were cold and sharp. This Corpse King had a strong cultivation base. Even if he was affected by the sharp decrease in the gloomy wind in the Ghost Valley, it was not something that ordinary magic cultivators could resist. He immediately used the Shadowless Escape to avoid it.

At the same time, he raised his hand and waved it. The Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Sword circled and whistled. As his magic formula changed, it divided into dense fire sword rays and slashed directly at this beast.

"Fellow Daoist Zi, this beast has powerful magical powers, which are beyond our ability to resist. It has no time to deal with you and me right now, so why not find a chance to retreat first!" The sloppy old man saw that the Corpse King was only targeting Ye Chunyang, and after his eyes flickered slightly, he sent a message to the purple-clothed beautiful woman.

"But the Corpse Demon Pearl..." The purple-clothed beautiful woman gritted her teeth, looking hesitant.

"Didn't you see it, fellow Daoist? This corpse king is lurking here, and he must have already noticed the existence of the corpse demon bead, so he came here earlier to devour it. After all, this thing is also a great tonic for corpse ghosts. This time, I invited you to come here as a favor to you. I will definitely find another way to compensate you after I leave."

The sloppy old man said anxiously.

The purple-clothed beautiful woman's face was uncertain, but the corpse king was concentrating on dealing with Ye Chunyang at the moment, and he immediately gritted his teeth and flew away.

Seeing this, the sloppy old man also turned around and flew away without hesitation.

At this moment, they didn't care about any team friendship, and it was important for each of them to escape.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly.

He naturally saw the actions of the two people, and he was not surprised by this. Immortal cultivators are self-interested, and who would care about others in such a dangerous situation?

Ye Chunyang looked at the direction where the two left, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed slightly, but soon became indifferent.

At the same time, something strange happened.

The sloppy old man and the purple-clothed beautiful woman barely escaped a few feet away, and a cold breath suddenly descended from the sky. The thick corpse gas covered the sky like clouds and cotton, and turned into a huge net that suddenly opened.

"Hehe, since you are here, why bother to leave? Why not stay and be my corpse refiner!"

The sinister voice suddenly sounded in his ears. The corpse king, who was concentrating on dealing with Ye Chunyang, suddenly shouted, and green mist spurted out of his mouth. In a flash, he turned into two figures that looked the same as him, chasing the old man and the beautiful woman respectively, while the main body controlled the corpse gas to resist Ye Chunyang's three thousand swords.

The purple-clothed beautiful woman and the sloppy old man fled to different places, but were suppressed by a huge force at the same time, and suddenly retreated back.

The faces of the two changed wildly, and Ye Chunyang was also slightly shocked that this corpse king could deal with the three of them at the same time.

The Corpse King's magical power is not an ordinary illusion technique. Each figure condensed by the green mist has the same aura and can cast magic power. It is somewhat similar to the Yinsha Ancient Demon that Ye Chunyang encountered in the Spirit Heaven Realm. The latter has three heads and six arms and can cast spells at the same time, while this Corpse King can condense an external incarnation, and his cultivation is not as good as the original body. It is really weird and unpredictable.

As soon as the clone flashed, the Corpse King opened his mouth, and bursts of thick corpse gas gathered and trapped the two people.

The retreat was blocked, and the sloppy old man threw out a broken sack without thinking, and the magic formula was like a storm.

It didn't take long, and the sack actually swelled up in the wind. The mouth of the bag was as wide as a house, and the sound of wind whistled inside, and all the surrounding corpse gas was collected in an instant.

When the old man saw that the treasure had made some progress, he immediately showed joy and cast a spell again to escape.

But suddenly the space seemed to freeze, and then there were continuous rumbling explosions. The sack that the old man relied on to resist the corpse gas actually had a green claw mark, and it turned into rags on the spot.

"Ah!"

Before the old man could react, a sharp pain suddenly spread from his chest, and a shrill scream came out of his mouth.

The purple-clothed beautiful woman not far away heard the sound and turned back, and a layer of frost suddenly covered her face.

I saw a green ghost claw piercing through the sloppy old man's chest, and his heart was crushed by it, and it fell from the air like a kite with a broken string.

"This Taoist friend should take care of himself first."

The beautiful woman just felt cold in her heart, and the corpse king's sinister low laugh came to her ears.

Before the voice fell, the person arrived first.

A flash of black light appeared in front of her eyes, and another clone of the Corpse King appeared out of thin air. Its claws, filled with corpse poison, stretched out like lightning, grabbing the beautiful woman's waist without any mercy. Judging from the situation, it was going to cut the beautiful woman in half.

The purple-clothed beautiful woman was extremely horrified. With the sloppy old man as a lesson, she had no confidence in being able to compete with this Corpse King who was comparable to the Jindan stage. After a scream, she desperately used the escape method to escape from this death.

Her escape speed was not slow, but it was useless in front of the terrifying cultivation of the Corpse King. After a muffled "puff", blood splashed in the air, and the beautiful woman's body was broken into two on the spot. Half of the corpse fell into the Yinfeng Pool silently.

All this seemed long, but in fact it was only in a flash. Seeing the two people die, Ye Chunyang sighed secretly.

This result was already expected by him. With the strength of the Corpse King, if the two chose to join forces with him, there would still be a glimmer of hope, but unfortunately they ended up like this.

After killing the sloppy old man and the beautiful woman respectively, the two clones of the Corpse King shook slightly, and once again turned into corpse gas and absorbed into his main body.

"Now you are the only one left. If you beg for mercy, I may be able to keep your whole body."

The Corpse King sneered, staring at Ye Chunyang with a fierce look.

Ye Chunyang's face became solemn. Judging from the fate of the sloppy old man and others, it was obvious that the Corpse King would not let him go easily. In this case, what else did he need to say.

After taking a deep breath, he immediately recalled the Qingtian Xuanhuo Sword, and his magic power surged like a flood. At the same time, he slapped the Qiankun Bag, and several powerful magic weapons such as the Liuwu Hanyuan Ding, the Silk Shuttle, the Magic Flame Ring, and the Yinsha Magic Pearl were sacrificed together.