A Mortal Cultivating Immortality, Kill My Senior Brother At The Beginning

The white ball slowly flew forward, and Zhou Yan followed behind it. He held a soul-eating flying ant in his hand and examined it carefully, but after a long time, he didn't find anything wrong.

But the excitement shown by the Spirit-eating Flying Ant before when facing the Yin Beast was real. Zhou Yan, who was a little confused, put it into the Spirit Beast bag again.

There are too many Yin beasts in this Yin Feng Stream, and they seem to be able to use the ubiquitous gray mist to use some means. Zhou Yan has already eliminated more than ten of them in this moment.

Fortunately, the True Fire of the Sun is very capable of restraining these Yin beasts, and the strength of these Yin beasts is only at the mid-level level of ordinary Foundation Building. Only by relying on some special means can we deal with them for a while.

Therefore, whenever he encountered one, Zhou Yan would use thunderous means to quickly deal with it and prevent it from emitting special waves that would attract all the other Yin beasts.

Because he didn't know how far away the rest of the people were from him, and the guide bead could only be used for one day, Zhou Yan did not dare to delay for too long, and did not dare to stop to restore the spiritual power in his body. He could only use it when he was on his way. , holding the spiritual stone in his hand to replenish the consumed spiritual power.

A bit of golden light was so eye-catching in Yinfengjian, a place filled with thick gray-black mist. It instantly attracted Zhou Yan's attention. After hesitating for a while, Zhou Yan carefully leaned over.

When he was still seven or eight feet away, Zhou Yan used his spiritual consciousness and headed towards the golden light. He didn't step over until he didn't sense any danger.

There is a corpse sitting cross-legged in the golden light shield. To be precise, it should be a skeleton. The skeleton is gray-white in color. If you stare carefully, there will occasionally be a flash of golden brilliance.

On the ground beside him, there was a purple-gold alms bowl that fell to the ground, which was extremely dim; and there was a small black cloth bag full of patterns on the waist of the skeleton.

"Relics? Buddhist practice?"

Looking at a golden bead the size of a dove egg on the skeleton's leg, Zhou Yan made a sound of surprise. The golden light that lit up was emitted by the relic, driving away the surrounding gray mist.

Zhou Yan slowly stretched out his palm and leaned towards the golden light curtain, and found that the golden light had no reaction to it except instinctively rejecting the surrounding mist.

As Zhou Yan's palm penetrated the golden light curtain and grabbed the golden relic, a murmur reached Zhou Yan's ears.

"Xiaoling Mountain, Fazang Temple!"

It was like a whisper, but it was imprinted in Zhou Yan's mind. As the relic was held in Zhou Yan's hand, the golden light disappeared instantly, and the surrounding mist still gathered here.

"snort!"

Milky white flames emerged from his body, dispersing the surrounding black mist again. Zhou Yan saluted the skeleton, said he was offended, and put away the storage bag and the purple gold alms bowl around his waist, and then He took out another storage bag and put away his bones.

"Now that I have obtained the relics of Fellow Daoist, if I have the opportunity, I will send the body of Fellow Daoist back to Xiaoling Mountain and Fazang Temple."

Turning around and about to leave, Zhou Yan's expression suddenly changed, a layer of spiritual light appeared on his body, leaving a daoist shadow on the spot, while his true body moved several feet to the side.

Looking at the shadow that was directly annihilated by the gray air flow, a trace of fear flashed in Zhou Yan's heart. Fortunately, the Divine Ability that he took from the Haimeng Library was successfully practiced before entering this place, otherwise he would have wanted to avoid this. A sneak attack would probably result in at least some injuries.

After calming down, Zhou Yan looked at the figure standing where the relic was. Zhou Yan's face was much more solemn. Although he looked like a monk, his methods just now were not like those that a monk could use.

Moreover, the ice covering his body, as well as the traces of corpse energy still exuding despite being frozen, all prove that this is a monk who has been lost for a long time.

Just for a moment, a thought came to Zhou Yan's mind: "The corpse of a monk controlled by a Yin beast!"

The frozen monk stood where the bones were just now, a trace of confusion flashed across his face, but he quickly looked up at Zhou Yan, and then his body disappeared instantly.

"not good!"

Zhou Yan let out a low cry, and at the same time as the green scale shield appeared, milky white flames also spread out, burning everything within a foot of his body.

Sure enough, the figure of the frozen monk appeared on the periphery of the True Sun Fire, with a trace of fear flashing across his face. Just when Zhou Yan thought that he could make him throw a rat weapon so that he could think of countermeasures, a strange sound rang out.

As soon as the sound entered his ears, Zhou Yan suddenly felt dizzy. He was shocked and quickly activated the Tao Shen Jue to stabilize his mind. However, the sound seemed to be able to directly affect his sea of ​​consciousness without stopping at all.

"The soul-stealing ghost sound? I didn't expect this thing to have such a thing!"

This kind of spell Divine Ability is generally a talent spell that only ghosts have, and it is also only available to some high-level monsters and ghosts. Although these ghost beasts are similar to ghosts, their essence is completely different. How can this ghost beast do this? Magic?

While he was struggling to resist, a golden light came out of Zhou Yan's storage bag, and it was the relic that floated between his eyebrows.

Being illuminated by the golden light, Zhou Yan's somewhat distorted face immediately relaxed a lot, and the dizziness was basically gone.

After sensing the severely depleted spiritual power in his body, Zhou Yan knew that he could not drag it on any longer. This place was still the home of these Yin beasts. When the other Yin beasts arrived, they might not be able to leave even if they wanted to.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan grabbed his hand, and the forbidden spirit ring appeared in his hand. If the Yin beast had not entered the monk's corpse, the forbidden spirit ring might not be of much use to their insubstantial bodies.

However, now it is possible to use this object for short-term control. As the spiritual power pours into the forbidden spirit ring, his mind also begins to mobilize the power of the true sun fire in his dantian.

A hotter milky white flame appeared in Zhou Yan's palm, like white magma flowing.

Then he made another move with his palm, and the Qingying Sword appeared in front of him. Zhou Yan touched the source of the true sun fire in his hand against the sword, and the Qingying Sword suddenly ignited with blazing flames.

"Luo! Ji!"

The moment the black ring disappeared from Zhou Yan's palm, it appeared on the frozen monk the next moment. A layer of black light shone from the forbidden spirit ring, trying to control it.

At the same time, the Qingying Sword turned into a line of fire and flew out instantly, like a meteor passing by and hitting the frozen monk's body.

The ice outside his body melted rapidly and turned into drops of water falling down. However, as soon as the drops fell, they were evaporated by the true fire of the sun.

A piercing scream sounded, and the monk's corpse kept twisting in the flames. After a moment, a gap suddenly opened on the top of the corpse, and a gray-black, almost substantial spider-like thing flew out, and escaped out of the sun in an instant. Where the true fire is.