MTL - Beiyin Great Sage-Chapter 571 corpse

  Chapter 571 Refining Corpse

  The four people kept groping on the wall. They obviously knew the environment here very well, and the inspection process was even more careful.

   It should be that he was too focused on finding the secret door, so that he didn't notice that something on the shelf was missing.

   Didn't find Zhou Yi above.

"grandfather."

   While searching for the hidden door, a young man spoke crisply:

   "Are there really immortals in this world?"

"certainly!"

  Old Ming nodded heavily:

   "Old Immortal Lin on the mountain is not an immortal, but immortals should be divided into three, six, or nine ranks. If they fall into a trap, powerful warriors can kill them."

  He looked far away and said:

   "I saw it with my own eyes back then, that man manipulated a black sword to kill people across the air. Even if he escaped more than ten feet away, he could be killed with a single sword."

   "The black sword can fly out without holding it in hand. With a flash of sword light, it pierced through armor and weapons, and easily harvested the lives of more than a dozen warriors."

"what!"

  The complexions of several people changed, and there was excitement in the panic.

  Young people couldn’t help but speak

   "There are really immortals in the world!"

   "Immortals have more means than that." Speaking of this, Ming Lao's expression changed, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes:

   "That person not only has the ability to control flying swords, but also can manipulate corpses."

   "Manipulating corpses?"

   Several people were shocked.

   "click..."

   Just then, a strange sound came.

"found it!"

  The young man cheered in a low voice, hurriedly beckoned others to remove a row of shelves, and groped a few times on the wall to find the darkroom mechanism.

   "It's the Qiqiao lock." One person came closer, inspected it briefly and then nodded:

   "It is indeed our royal family's method."

   Said with bitterness on his face:

   "When the second uncle disappeared, it should be a dark room for Yang Shensi, and then he was silenced. It's a ruthless method."

   "Hey." Ming Lao sighed softly:

   "In the eyes of these big shots, what does our fate matter? As long as we can achieve our goals, they will take it for granted no matter how many people die."

   "But they also crawled out from the bottom, seize the opportunity, we can do the same!"

   "Right now, Yang Shensi is entangled with Wen Shanjing's people, and he won't notice this place in a short time. This is our opportunity."

   "Open the door!"

   "Yes." The man nodded, took some silk threads and locks from his body, and gently inserted them into the keyhole of the mechanism, slowly testing.

  The reason why Yang Shensi came to the fore is inseparable from the "immortal" in Ming Lao's mouth. Now if they can get the things left by the "immortal", they may not be able to become the second Yang Shensi.

   After a while.

   "click..."

   "Boom!"

  Accompanied by the abnormal sound of the lock, the wall in front of several people suddenly split towards the two sides, revealing an empty passage that was about ten feet long.

  At the end of the passage, there are two iron doors sealed by several arm-thick chains.

"careful."

  Old Ming narrowed his eyes, and a short stick popped out of his hand.

"fine."

  The man shook his head and walked slowly into the passage:

   "It's strange that there is no cloth mechanism here."

   Logically speaking, this kind of narrow passage is the most suitable for setting up mechanism traps. Once someone steps in, there is little possibility of escape after the mechanism is opened.

  But unfortunately,

  There are no traps here.

   "Maybe it's because this is where the Green Bamboo Gang is stationed. When I set up the dark room, I didn't expect that someone would be able to sneak in here."

  Old Ming touched his beard, shook his head and said:

   "Anyway, this is a good thing for us, first open the door inside and have a look."

"yes."

  The man should be, stepped to the front of the iron gate, took out the lock on the chain, untied it after three times, five times and two, and tore off the chain.

"Wait a moment."

  Just as he was about to open the door, Ming Lao suddenly said:

   "This door seems a bit weird."

   "Yes!" The young man nodded:

   "What is drawn, it's like a ghost drawing."

   "It's some carvings." The man touched the pattern on the iron door, tapped lightly in various places, and then shook his head:

   "The iron gate is solid, and there are no traps or hidden wires inside."

  This means that opening the door will not activate the mechanism.

"so…"

   Several people obviously believed in the man's technology. Old Ming's face was clear, and then he spoke seriously, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice:

   "Open the door."

"it is good!"

  The man nodded, grabbed the handle with both hands, and pulled it suddenly with a muffled grunt.

  The iron gate was extremely heavy, and the man tried his best to open a tiny gap, so he had to lean on his knees and gasp for breath.

  But this inconspicuous gap still interrupts the pattern on the iron door, making it no longer complete.

   Zhou Yi, who was lying on the top of the wall, frowned. Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, his instincts made him feel that something was wrong.

  Pure yang iron cloth shirt, subconscious operation.

   "呵..."

  White and foul-smelling smoke spewed out from the crack in the door.

"what?"

"careful!"

  The four hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, and backed away.

  The next moment.

   "Peng!"

  Two heavy iron doors suddenly broke free from the restraint of the wall and flew out horizontally.

  Terrible power, let Tiemen directly smash the big man who is proficient in hidden weapons into a pulp, and the rest of his strength flew several feet away and fell to the ground heavily.

   "Aww!"

  Inside the iron gate.

  A black shadow raised its head to the sky and screamed, swiping its big hand violently, the hard wall beside him shattered like tofu, and the broken stones shot around like a crossbow.

   "Shua!"

  A black shadow flashed, and the young man was torn apart.

   "Yonger!"

  Old Ming roared angrily, and rushed forward with his stick.

   "Poof!"

  This old man is also a person who has cultivated true qi. The short staff is heavy, and when he is blessed with zhen qi, he can smash rocks, but it only makes a dull sound when it falls on the black shadow.

  Sombra.

  Still motionless.

   "Peng!"

  The black shadow turned around, and penetrated Ming Lao's chest and abdomen with both hands. With the ear-piercing tearing sound, Ming Lao's body also followed in the young man's footsteps.

  Bones, minced meat, and stumps flew around.

"what!"

  The only one left screamed in horror, and crawled towards the exit with hands and feet.

  Never mind.

   "Peng!"

  The black shadow jumped up and landed heavily. The compacted ground was actually a shallow pit, and the figure under his feet was also crushed flat.

   It was as if a ten-thousand-jin boulder fell, with astonishing force.

   "Woo..."

  The black shadow has messy long hair, torn clothes, stench all over his body, and his appearance is blurred. He killed four people in a row in an instant.

  After killing four people, he exhaled white smoke from his mouth and nose, and suddenly raised his head.

   "What the hell?"

   Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes, showing shock.

  But the appearance of this black shadow is simply terrifying, the face is full of carrion and white maggots, and the eye sockets are empty, it is actually a dead body.

  How can a dead body move?

   "Shua!"

  The black shadow stepped on the ground and rushed up, and suddenly probed towards Zhou Yi with both hands.

  The simple movements, performed by this black shadow, are like cannonballs being ejected from the chamber, with terrifying strength, astonishing speed, and a fierce wind blowing against his face.

"Humph!"

  Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat, he snorted softly, and waved his palms to greet him.

  Pure Yang iron cloth shirt!

  Tian bergamot!

   "Peng!"

  The two collided in the air, and the huge warehouse suddenly trembled, and then two figures landed one after the other.

"so hard!"

  Zhou Yi's face was serious, staring at the other party.

  His pure yang iron cloth shirt is comparable to a person with great energy, and even stronger in his physical body alone, but this time the collision did not have the slightest advantage.

   On the contrary, the wrist was slightly numb.

   "Woo..."

  After the black shadow landed, it hummed lowly, without stopping for a moment, and continued to pounce.

   "Looking for death!"

  Zhou Yi's eyes glowed coldly, and the long knife at his waist was unsheathed, cutting out a sharp blood light, as if splitting the void in front of him into two.

  'Comeer' has astonishing strength, but his movements are rigid and rigid, and his whole body is full of flaws.

   Take it down.

   Should not be difficult.

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  The lobby of the Green Bamboo Gang.

   Fight Zhengsheng.

  Several figures besieged one person.

  The people who fought against each other were all people with great qi. This time, they went all out, raising their hands and feet could arouse howling winds, but the aftermath of qi made it difficult for the arrows to approach.

"what!"

  Yang Shensi's face was ferocious, and his Hundred Imaginary body skills were urged to the extreme. He fought against the four masters with his own strength, but he did not lose the wind.

   "Peng!"

   Palms intersected, Wen Shanjing drew back and stepped back.

"Ding…"

  Flicking his fingers, He Yan froze.

  The masked Liu Mengyan brandished his long sword, the sword energy was surging, and in the flickering cold light, he had fought Yang Shensi for more than ten moves.

  Combined with the old woman holding a snake-headed staff, it was even on par.

   "There's something wrong with him!"

  He Yan gritted his teeth tightly, with a frightened expression on his face:

   "It's not innate, it's impossible to squander your true energy like this!"

  Yang Shensi is better than them, but every move consumes a lot of true energy. Now that the four manpower is weak, he is still the same as before.

   It doesn't make sense!

"I come."

   A cold voice sounded.

   Cui Shao had already dealt with Zhao Meng at some point, and the fusion of man and sword turned into a streamer, and went straight to Yang Shensi, the sharpness of the sword light was frightening.

  Single on explosive power.

   This person is undoubtedly the first among several people.

"Ok!"

  Yang Shensi hummed softly in his nose, his movements had to froze, and he clapped his hands together to strike at Jianguang.

   "Peng!"

   "Kachacha..."

   "Shua!"

  Swords and swords flickered, several people staggered rapidly, and the sound of skin and flesh being torn was also heard, and several figures fell to the ground one after another.

  Yang Shensi lowered his head, looked at the long sword piercing through his abdomen, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"This is impossible!"

  He Yan stared at Yang Shensi, eyes full of unwillingness:

"why?"

   "No reason!" Yang Shensi expressionlessly pulled out the long sword stuck on his body, and threw it on the ground with a loud clang.

  As for He Yan, a mist of blood suddenly sprayed out from his neck, and he fell on his back.

   "Heavenly Corpse Technique!"

  Wen Sanjing's eyes twitched:

   "You actually practiced the Heavenly Corpse Kung Fu left by that man!"

   "Not bad." Yang Shensi raised his eyebrows:

   "It seems that you really know something, so you can't let it go."

   As he spoke, he took a step back and clapped his hands lightly. The orderly rhythm sounded like a certain signal, and the ground under their feet suddenly cracked.

   "Peng!"

  A disheveled figure jumped out from the ground, and a terrifying aura swept the audience.

   After seeing the figure, everyone in the field did not change their expressions.

   "Dad!"

   "Guangzhu!"

"how come?"

   But this figure, it is the elder leader Wen of the Green Bamboo Gang, Wen Shanjing's dead father, and the Hunyuan hand Wen Ruyu who once shocked the party.

   It's just that at this time, the old gang leader Wen's face is stiff, his eyes are dull, and there is a strange stench from his body, as if he is not a living person.

but.

  How can a non-living person move?

   "Yang Shensi!"

  Wen Shanjing opened his eyes wide and said angrily:

   "You actually used my father's body to refine it!"

   Corpse refining?

What's the meaning?

  Liu Mengyan's thoughts changed sharply, his eyes turned around the few people in the field, and he already had the intention of retreating in his heart.

   "Since you have the ability, why not do it." Yang Shensi lowered his eyebrows, slowly raised one hand, and pointed at several people:

   "Kill 'em!"

   "Shua!"

  Old leader Wen stepped on the ground with both feet, and rushed out suddenly. The speed was comparable to the arrows shot by a chain crossbow, making it difficult for people to react.

   "Peng!"

   With a collision, Yang Shensi vomited blood and fell back.

what happened?

  Everyone was taken aback.

   "Dad!"

  Only Onsan Kyung-myeon is in ecstasy:

   "This is the spirit of my father in heaven to protect us, the surname Yang will not die!"

"This is impossible!"

  Yang Shensi roared furiously, before he could open his mouth, his voice was forced back by Wen Shanjing, who rushed towards him with a fan, and the old gang leader Wen rushed over at the same time.

  (end of this chapter)