Primordial Devouring Technique

Chapter 728 Battle Holy Corpse

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and above a mountain range, a figure suddenly appeared with an indifferent expression.

He was dressed in a retro black robe, his pupils were cold, and his whole body was fierce and cold. Under the moonlight, he took a deep breath.

"Hey, this pure blood is getting clearer and clearer, and the little mouse is not far away from me." A sinister sneer sounded from inside the black robe.

It was Ying Zetian.

Not long after Ye Xuan left the valley, the figure that appeared was Ying Zetian.

He followed Ye Xuan's vitality and found the portal, and through the teleportation, he found it all the way here.

"Very well, there is no other blood here, it seems that Xuannv Tianyin and the others have really separated from Ye Xuan." Ying Zetian whispered to himself.

The blood path magic art he cultivated can understand his blood through the subtle breath left in the space.

I saw the black-robed saint with serious eyes, looking up in a certain direction.

The next moment, the night breeze blew by, and the figure in the black robe had disappeared.

The moonlight sprinkled from the night sky into a valley, and reflected the snow-white pool beside it. Ye Xuan sat calmly, breathing evenly, and seemed to be in the middle of cultivation.

After traveling for half a day, he rested overnight in this valley. Tomorrow, he could rush to the palace complex and join Yingwu and other girls.

Suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared on a tree not far behind him, dressed in a black robe, with a ruthless glint in his pupils.

He stood quietly on the tree, looking at Ye Xuan who was sinking into cultivation, without a trace of breath leaking.

The black robe raised his steps, and within two steps, he walked more than ten feet, and came to Ye Xuan's side, without a single sound or breath, as if he was really a ghost.

Ye Xuan was still sitting quietly, without the slightest notice.

"Hey, it was your biggest mistake to be separated from Tianyin Xuannv and others. After tonight, there will be no Ye Xuan on this continent, only me, Ying Zetian, and you will be my stepping stone." Ying Zetian sneered in his heart, The controlling saint stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Xuan's head who was sitting in meditation.

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But at this moment, Ye Xuan who was in meditation suddenly disappeared into a puff of white smoke, Ying Zetian was startled.

"Wandering around in this Northern Wilderness at night is a very dangerous thing."

A plain voice sounded, followed by a cold glow descending on the neck of the black-robed holy corpse.

"Not good! I've been tricked!" Ying Zetian's heart jumped, and he frantically urged the holy corpse, and the body of the black-robed saint moved automatically, and then disappeared in an instant.

"Nice movement!"

Ye Xuan walked out from behind the rocks, his eyes rolled slightly, the space on the right suddenly vibrated, the figure of the holy corpse in black robe appeared out of thin air, and the thick holy energy condensed in the palm of the holy corpse, turning into a dazzling golden sword energy.

After advancing to a saint, there are nine heavens in total, and once they resonate with heaven and earth, they will advance to the first heaven, and their cultivation will increase a lot.

The holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian is the second heaven of the Holy Realm. If he is up against the current Tianyin Xuannv, he may be even better.

Unfortunately, he was facing Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan, who possesses the spirit of reincarnation, possesses the magical power of devouring. In terms of sensing qi and blood, he is no worse than Ying Zetian, or even better!
While Ying Zetian pursued Ye Xuan all the way, Ye Xuan also gradually felt the disgusting blood in Ying Zetian's body.

The reason why Ye Xuan chose to stay here overnight was to wait for Ying Zetian to arrive!

Facing the sword that instantly reached his eyes, Ye Xuan just smiled lightly.

A huge seven-colored pagoda soul suddenly appeared above the valley, and as soon as it fell, it immediately covered the black-robed holy corpses controlled by Ye Xuan and Ying Zetian.

The moonlight fell, and there were occasional insects chirping in the valley, clear and bright, the valley had completely returned to calm, there was nothing unusual, but there was no one there, only a colorful soul tower fell on the ground, and the light flowed.

When Ying Zetian came back to his senses, he had already appeared in a vast white space.

"You actually want to face me alone?" The black-robed holy corpse looked around and let out Ying Zetian's surprised voice.

Right in front of him, Ye Xuan's figure appeared, and he had suddenly turned into a three-headed and six-armed state, looking at him playfully.

After Taihuang Pagoda and Xingyu Tong merged, a real space was derived. Ye Xuan's home field is the battle here. This space is completely isolated from the outside world, and no trace of heaven and earth vitality can enter.

"Are you interested in my blood essence? Where is that blood demon?" Ye Xuan asked softly.

The holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian sneered, "Why do you ask so many questions? Now that you know I'm going to suck your blood, why don't you wipe your neck clean."

Ye Xuan shook his head, and said: "I never thought that I would destroy your martial soul, but I would make you a lunatic. However, since I can destroy you once, I can also destroy you a second time."

"Damn it, do you think you can still defeat me? Die!" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ying Zetian was completely furious. He shouted loudly, his black robe drummed and rattled, "Golden rain!"

Countless golden rays of light like raindrops appeared in front of the black-robed holy corpse, and quickly shot towards Ye Xuan, connecting them into a light curtain.

"Although your holy corpse is powerful, it is not your own power after all." Ye Xuan looked calm, raised his hands, a burst of dragon chant came out, and several golden behemoths emerged, roaring and rushing towards him.

It was the thunder dragon soul skill that he hadn't used for a long time: reckless and wild.

However, at this time, it could no longer be called Lei Mang, but Thunder Dragon.

With a violent explosion, eight thunder dragons scattered the golden rain, and the aftermath swept out.

"Hmph, you are just jealous that I can control such a powerful holy corpse. In front of my holy corpse, let alone you, even Tianyin Xuannv will surrender to me!"

Ying Zetian grasped it with one hand, and the mighty power of the Second Heaven of the Holy Corpse erupted impressively. Suddenly, an invisible force appeared in the void and restrained several thunder dragons, making them unable to break free.

But at this moment, the space above the head of the black-robed holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian suddenly tore open a pitch-black space crack, and the golden thunder flashed out of it, turning into a dazzling thunder beam, blatantly Falling from mid-air.

With Ye Xuan's current semi-holy cultivation base, when he casts the secret art of 'Sky Burial', it is no longer an electric spear, but a thunder beam!

(End of this chapter)