I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 76 The Living and the Dead

Song Boyu was very familiar with this place, but he didn't dare to be careless. It was here that Xun Xueya turned into a red corpse after his death. Did the mysterious man with the ghost face, that is, the evil cultivator who raised the corpse, have any hidden murderous intentions?

The bluestone floor is extremely slippery, as if you are stepping on thick lard, making you unsteady.

If Song Boyu hadn't been good at martial arts, he might have fallen directly.

Even so, he was a little unsteady on his feet and almost slipped several times.

"This situation is so abnormal."

Song Boyu murmured in a low voice and slowly walked forward to check.

The secret room was not big and there were not many things. He carefully observed every corner and found several broken red colored glaze blocks, some of which were spherical and smooth.

Song Boyu stood not far away, observing with his own eyes. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and there was a silver light flowing, and his expression became happy.

"This should be a red bead crushed by the evil cultivator with a ghost face and a corpse. I didn't expect it to be an obsession. It really paid off!"

There was a thick layer of grease on the ground. Song Boyu slowly leaned down and spent some energy to pick up all the red glass bead fragments.

"It's too oily, so I have to rub it on my body first."

casually smearing the oil on his clothes on his clothes, Song Boyu allowed the silver light in his body to surge, flowing from his heart to his hands, quickly covering these fragments.

boom! boom! boom!
Continuous explosions sounded from his hand, and the red glazed beads turned into powder one by one. The silver light took away a cloud of gray mist and returned to Song Boyu's heart.

Almost instantly, he felt his heartbeat speed up rapidly, and actually saw the waning moon hanging high in the sky, and a dark bubble floating beside him.

At the same time, an extremely cold aura began to fill the air, and Song Boyu felt numb all over, unable to exert any strength.

His back was particularly cold, as if someone was blowing a dark wind behind him, trying to put his soul into a deep sleep.

Song Boyu bit his tongue hard, and his mind activated again. He "saw" a baby covered in bruises and skinny bones lying behind him, making an exaggerated grimace, and stretched out his tongue to lick Song Boyu's neck, directly touching his face. There was a black mark on his neck.

Accompanied by Wu Qing, an extremely cold and vicious aura also seeped into Song Boyu's body, making him numb all over and almost losing consciousness.

"Evil!"

Song Boyu observed with his inner eye and instantly thought of that strange spirit body!
Killing a person with spiritual roots would easily give birth to such a terrifying monster, not to mention that there are residual formations from the initiation ceremony and the spiritual energy is active.

The broken red bead should also be a spiritual treasure, which accidentally restrained the baby evil spirit. However, as the silver light took away the obsession within it, the fragments of the broken bead turned into powder, and the power to imprison the infant evil spirit disappeared.

"Is this considered a self-inflicted crime? No, you absolutely can't die here."

Song Boyu roared inwardly, trying to focus on the trace of true killing intent between his brows, poking hard, his soul trembled, but he also broke away from that stiff state.

He quickly mobilized the stagnant pure yang essence in his body, gushed out from the sea of ​​qi in his Dantian, and gushed out like a spring along the Ren channel from his back, directly rushing up to his neck, clashing head-on with the cold and vicious spiritual energy that had invaded his body.

The cold and vicious spiritual energy was faint, and the dark green color slowly turned back to his normal skin color.

The baby Singui was unaware and continued to lick, but it roared suddenly, and its long tongue was sizzling and smoking, as if someone had put a pig's tongue in hot oil and fried it until both sides were golden, and Singui's tongue was also dyed. Added a layer of gold.

"what!"

The baby screamed wildly, jumped up, grabbed the top of the stone chamber with all four limbs, and looked down at Song Boyu with green eyes.

Song Boyu's head was buzzing with shrill screams, as if someone had stuffed his head into a big bronze bell and then slammed it wildly outside.

Song Boyu froze again, his soul turned into a state of chaos, and he fell with a plop on the greasy bluestone.

He tried his best to raise his head and saw the baby, with its teeth bared, like a nimble ape, jumping in front of Song Boyu and approaching cautiously.

Song Boyu felt very aggrieved. This direct attack on the soul was really uncomfortable.

It's a pity that the secret skill of strengthening the soul cannot be learned without foundation building.

"No, Xiu Niang is still waiting for me, she must not die here!"

He forced a ray of true murderous intention between his eyebrows and almost exhausted all his energy to shoot it out.

The baby was caught off guard, and the Tao of Killing's true intention struck him. His body burned directly, and he let out an even more miserable scream.

After Killing Dao Zhenyi finished wounding the enemy, he retracted Song Boyu's eyebrows again, it seemed that he had consumed a lot of energy, and became a small spot, almost invisible.

Song Boyu tried hard to get up, failed over and over again, and tried again and again.

When he stood up tremblingly, he found that the flames on the evil baby opposite him had disappeared, and his body was burned beyond recognition, and even the blue-black bones were exposed, which was very shocking.

Although the flames on the baby's body disappeared, he was still rolling on the ground in pain, looking very miserable.

"You damn ghost, now that you're dead, don't leave any obsession to harm others. I'm going to save you today and send you back to nature."

Song Boyu roared angrily and clasped his hands together. The golden essence surged and quickly gathered in his hands. He gently opened his hands, and in the gap there was a high-speed rotating and continuously compressed spiral pure anode essence essence mass.

Song Boyu almost no longer held back his hands, and directly sacrificed the immature spiral essence ball, raising it high above his head.

The mass of essence is getting bigger and brighter, illuminating the entire secret room like daylight. The cyan stone walls, black grease, weird and bloody formations, the rolling and wailing evil spirits, and the trembling Song Boyu, are like a A strange composition.

The villain seemed to sense the danger, struggled to get up, and lay on the ground like a frog, with his mouth opened so wide that it could almost swallow Song Boyu's head.

A cold and evil spiritual energy gathered in the big mouth and suddenly shot towards Song Boyu.

Song Boyu was in a hurry and couldn't escape at all. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward, throwing the golden spiral compressed essence ball in his hand: "Even if it means death, I will destroy you, this monster!"

With a bang, the golden spiral compressed essence hit the monster in the middle. The pure Yang essence has a huge lethality against evil spirits. The spiral compression and dispersed killing intent are even more unparalleled. It directly kills the monster.

The remaining power of the spiral energy also caused Song Boyu to be severely injured, covered in blood.

At the same time, the cold spiritual energy also rushed towards Song Boyu. His body was covered with frost, and it seemed that he would completely turn into an iceman in the next second, and then break into dregs.

Click, click, click!

A strong suction force suddenly appeared around Song Boyu's waist, which absorbed all the cold spiritual energy, and then made the sound of ice breaking.

Song Boyu, who was rescued at a loss, touched his waist and looked at the fragments of the puppet that had been broken into ice slag in his hand, and then he suddenly realized: "It was that magical puppet, the puppet given by the old man Wu Yan, who saved me again."

(End of this chapter)