'To be on the safe side, we should arrange for the Nascent Soul Refining Corpse. '

Yun He, who was arranging the formation, thought so in his mind.

Nowadays, the corpse soul Gu has completed its transformation and has officially advanced to the fourth level natal Gu. This has made Yun He's control over his Nascent Soul's refined corpse skyrocketing.

After all, the Nascent Soul Refiner is not a real Nascent Soul monk. Although he can use magic weapons, he cannot possess his own magic weapons.

However, after a certain amount of tempering, the physical strength of the Nascent Soul Refining Corpse can be compared to the magic weapon.

But if you really want to say it, Nascent Soul Refining Corpse is equivalent to at most 80% of the strength of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

Don't underestimate this 80%, because this is definitely not something that a pill-forming monk can compare to.

Yun He could only exert about 60% of the power of this Nascent Soul Refined Corpse before, but now he can exert at least 90% of it.

This is already a great help for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

not to mention.

Yunhe still has a way to continue to increase the upper limit of this Nascent Soul's corpse refining.

He waved his hand.

Refined corpses with dull and hollow eyes, but not weak breaths, appeared in front of him like wooden stakes. The one at the head was the Nascent Soul Refined Corpse.

These are all the refined corpses that Yun He has saved over the years. After being corroded by the Corpse Soul Gu and Corpse Gu, they are not much worse than the refined corpses refined by other demonic monks.

And there are strange and weird lines drawn on their bodies.

The lonely formation!

From Master Fuyun's puppets, Yun He more or less figured out some of the formation tips of the "Gu Xian Formation", especially with Shen Xingrui, an formation master who also reached the fourth level of formation attainments. With assistance.

Of course, Yun He was not able to fully comprehend the complete "Guxian Formation". At least he was not yet able to use two fourth-order puppets as the core of the formation to echo each other like Master Fuyun.

But now he can use a Nascent Soul Refined Corpse as the core of the formation.

There seems to be little difference between one core and two cores, but in fact they are vastly different.

However, for him, it was enough for the time being.

If all the dozens of pill-refined corpses were sacrificed, this Nascent Soul-refined corpse would be able to temporarily exert its strength beyond that of ordinary Yuanying early-stage monks.

Coupled with the formation laid out by Yun He, and using the Nascent Soul Refined Corpse as the "killing star" in the formation, the power of the formation can be maximized.

Afterwards.

Yun He held the "Floating Cloud Bagua Mirror" and continued to arrange the formation skillfully.

At the same time, the Qinglian Taoist crown he wore on his head emitted a faint fluorescence, and his aura began to drop sharply until it disappeared completely.

When Yun He was setting up the formation.

Ji Liuyun and the others also found traces of the people fleeing from the Ghost Sword Sect under the guidance of the help-seeking talisman.

Hiding in a forest of rocks.

Finally merged smoothly.

It went smoothly beyond everyone's expectations.

The Ghost Sword Sect, which was originally quite powerful among the demon sects, now has less than ten people left. The leader of the Ghost Sword Sect, Old Ghost Pi Dao, is also seriously injured.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, Fellow Daoist Ji, and Fellow Daoist Lianhua, I didn't expect that three fellow Daoists came to help me. I would like to thank these three fellow Daoists for their willingness to lend a helping hand!"

A middle-aged monk with a burly figure and strong muscles but a pale complexion, and his face was covered with cold sweat saw Ji Liuyun and the others, he cupped his hands and expressed his sincere gratitude.

This person is Old Ghost Han Bai, the leader of the Ghost Sword Sect, who is also a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

If it weren't for the protection of the Yuanying monks, the Ghost Sword Sect might not even be able to survive even the remaining people.

"Fellow Daoist Han, just be fine if nothing happens."

Feng Qingdan returned the salute, and his beautiful eyes swept over the surviving monks beside him, and finally landed on a handsome young monk in the late stage of alchemy wearing a luxurious black shirt.

Noticing her gaze, Han Bai obviously also knew an important reason for their rescue, so he introduced:

“This is Fellow Daoist Xiao Xiao Wuxian.”

"Thank you three seniors."

Xiao Wuxian didn't seem to be in a very good condition. Facing the three early Yuanying monks, he didn't show any arrogance because of his father behind him. Instead, he bowed rather humbly.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, there is no need to do this. This is the responsibility of my human cultivator."

As for Xiao Wuxian, Ji Liuyun and the other three did not put on the airs of Nascent Soul cultivators, and all returned the favor politely.

"This is not a place for greetings. We'd better leave quickly."

Ancestor Lotus looked around and said with a frown.

The surroundings were too peaceful.

Although this place was not within the scope of the Black Abyss Mist, it was not far away. The inexplicable palpitations made her feel somewhat uneasy.

"This is very reasonable."

Han Bai, the old ghost of Pidao who had seen the strength of the Abyss Beast and the Abyss Clan, responded without hesitation.

however.

"I'm afraid it's a little late." Xiao Wuxian looked around and said in a deep voice.

As his words fell.

boom! ! !

A sudden roaring sound suddenly started, and an extremely terrifying wave of spiritual energy burst out.

Immediately afterwards, a figure wrapped in a black robe suddenly appeared like a ghost.

"go!"

Upon seeing this, the expressions of Ji Liuyun and others suddenly changed, and they all mobilized their magic power to perform escape techniques. After rolling up a few people from the Ghost Sword Sect below, they fled in the direction they came from.

The old ghost of Pidao also gritted his teeth, took out a black flying knife, and made a sharp slash towards his back.

The ghostly aura lingering on the black knife instantly expanded and turned into a terrifying giant knife, falling down with the cold evil aura.

After doing this, the old ghost Pidao didn't dare to stop for a moment. He surged up his mana and dragged his tired body to follow.

boom! ! !

The knife struck down, kicking up bursts of dust.

But the seemingly powerful sword didn't seem to have much impact on those black-robed figures.

"Master Sacrifice?" A hoarse voice came from under one of the black robes.

"Chase."

The other party didn't seem surprised by the escape of Ji Liuyun and others.

This is the trap they set.

"Shhh!!"

A weird whistle sounded.

Strange-looking abyssal beasts appeared not far from them, and they landed on the backs of the abyssal beasts without hesitation, chasing after Ji Liuyun and the others.

You can see it later.

All the way to escape, all the way to pursue, all kinds of spells and magic weapons are constantly colliding with each other.

Yun He, who was sitting cross-legged in the formation, raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

He stood up slowly.

"coming?"

His consciousness swept out, and he soon felt the figures that were rushing towards him hundreds of miles away.

'Um? '

Yun He couldn't help but frown, sensing some clues.

I don't know why, but when his consciousness swept over Ji Liuyun and others, his heart was inexplicably throbbing.

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