"Jiuyou..." Elder Guitian murmured.

Then, he nodded, looked at Ye Wuzong again, and said, "The name is good. Remember, in three days, come to Chongyuan Mountain to find me. I will help you win the top three Tianyu spirit weapon, and at the same time, let you successfully refine a spirit-level ghost corpse!"

Spirit-level ghost corpse...

Ye Wuzong thought quietly.

The method of refining ghost corpses should be a more important part of the ghost path. After attaching the dead, they will use special methods to summon souls to turn them into a living dead with powerful combat power.

This kind of ghost corpse is not afraid of pain. It has different levels of strength and has corresponding outstanding combat power, so it is a very popular "spiritual weapon" for ghost disciples.

"Thank you, Elder Seven..." Ye Wuzong hugged again.

"You don't have to be polite, okay, see you..." Gui Tian said lightly.

He came and went quickly. Without saying anything, he turned around and left.

Ye Wuzong looked at his departure back calmly, without any turmoil in his heart.

Admittedly, this is a misunderstanding.

However, Ye Wuzong knew that in the Destruction Wasteland, not only the "ghost-level" and "night-level" disciples from the Ghost Sect entered, but also many senior elders secretly sneaked into it.

And what kind of hell is the general's post...

I don’t know what tricks these ghost-cultivating messes are going to do in this deep mountain old lake...

"However, if you can mix fish eyes and cast several nightmare-level ghost disciples into ghost corpses, it should be a good idea."

Ye Wuzong suddenly smiled.

It was confirmed again that Elder Guitian had left. Ye Wuzong sat down cross-legged and ran the Nine Nether Purgatory Decision to dissolve Bi Huo's blood soul "Golden Huo", Lu Tian's blood soul "Purple Poison Scorpion", and Chen Tianzang's blood soul "Bone Burial", all of which were dissolved and refined.

The blood soul level of these three ghost-level disciples is not low, and the power of the golden bloodline is pure, so the blood and spiritual energy condensed after the transformation almost fill the entire Dantian Pond.

The foundation of Ye Wuzong's fourth level of Wuling Realm has been firmly laid, and he did not rashly open up the seventh sword vein, so this time the breakthrough was the same as he expected, and it took less than half a stick of incense.

boom--!

After the Dantian pool sea was boiling, a blood-colored shock wave rushed out of Ye Wujin's body, washing his limbs and bones.

The meridians become more tough as if they are reconstructed. If you look inside the body, you can see the blood vessels that are red and shiny at this time, as if they have been roasted.

Ye Wujin took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, revealing a hint of satisfaction.

"Fifth level of the Martial Spirit Realm!"

It marks that he has become a top-grade master in the Wuling Realm!

The most obvious change from the previous ones when entering the top grades of the Martial Spirit Realm is that the body length of the guardian spirit will increase, and its power will double compared to before.

If Ye Wuzong condenses the shadows of the two blood-singing zodiac signs and releases the guardian spirit of the Blood-Singing Emperor, he does not even need to use the Thousand Swords to kill Bi Huo with the Blood-Singing Strike!

After breaking the realm, Ye Wuzong explored his soul into the purple gold ring left by Elder Guitian, and took out the ghost book first.

I don’t know if this elder Guitian is really stupid or fake. Even if it was the first time he saw him, he decided that he was a ghost-level disciple and had excellent talent, but he shouldn’t have handed the ghost book to him so easily.

When he opened it, Ye Wuzong frowned slightly.

In addition to some of the Ghost disciples' missions in the Destruction of the Wasteland, he found that this time, there were more "nightmare level" disciples entering the Destruction of the Wasteland that had entered the Destruction of the Wasteland, than he had imagined.

The person ranked first was called 'Ji Wushang'.

"Most of these nightmare disciples are wandering in the shallow and deep areas of the Dead Wasteland. Judging from the terrain distribution map, the other three royal family members are likely to encounter them..."

Four ghost-level disciples appeared. If Ye Wuzong was not present, it would be much better if the entire army was wiped out.

As for the nightmare disciples, they are only stronger than the ghost-level disciples. Once the two sides meet, although the "Golden King", "Purple King" and "White King" have a large number of people in the team, they may not be able to last for a long time...

Ye Wuzong was still thinking, but at this moment, the jade slips of the royal family in his arms changed abnormally.

After taking it out, his soul penetrated and his brows frowned even tighter.

On the third page of the jade slip, there are a picture of nearly 2,000 people in the royal family, densely packed, but at this time, almost hundreds of lights on the star dots are dying with an extremely exaggerated momentum.

"That's when..."

Ye Wujin looked cold and said, "There is a team that is suffering from a large-scale massacre..."

The other star points distributed on the third page are also extinguished, but the speed is not fast. They should be a normal battle encountered by disciples of the royal family.

Ye Wuzong put away the jade slip, lifted the Blood Row Sword, and turned back to the previous battlefield.

The fierce collision between the two sides has not stopped.

Wu Bin is indeed the strongest among the four ghost-level disciples.

He was trapped in a hard battle and had no sign of losing his strength. At this time, he was still wandering around and circling between Bai Zhiyao and Ye Qingyun's "White Jade Sword" and "Leng Yue Dao" flashing back and forth!

He controlled a state of true energy similar to the "dark water flow", attacking the disciples of the royal family from the earth, mid-air, front and back.

Several disciples of the royal family could not dodge and were entangled by the Styx River. In an instant, these disciples screamed, and the flesh and blood on their arms and legs were instantly cut off half of them, turning into thick white bones.

"His speed is too fast, the water of the Styx can't enter..." Bai Zhiyao said anxiously.

Ye Wuzong looked at Bai Zhiyao's swordsmanship and shook his head slightly.

"Although this girl has a very fast understanding of the sword technique, she has not experienced too many killing fields, which has led to her being hesitant when setting off the sword."

Bai Zhiyao's sword is very strong, but it is a bit indecisive, so it can't hit the nail on the head every time, otherwise Wu Bin would have died long ago.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Ye Wujin's eyes lit up.

I saw Ye Qingyun made an amazing move.

He gave up the Leng Yue Knife in his hand, took it back, rushed towards Wu Bin with bare hands.

Wow—!

The Styx pounced at him again.

However, a golden flame suddenly burned in Ye Qingyun's eyes.

After abandoning the Leng Yue Dao, he punched and kicked extremely fast, and even Ye Wuzong was a little surprised.

"Your strongest is the Leng Yue Sword Soul. Are you fighting me with bare hands now?" Wu Bin, who has always been calm, his tone became excited.

Ye Qingyun's face was firm, and his fists were entangled by the Styx again. However, this time, he suddenly roared like a wild beast, and there seemed to be endless power in his body, which suddenly surged out of his fists.

boom!

The Styx River was actually broken up by his fists!

"What--!" Wu Bin was shocked.

Bai Zhiyao was also stunned.

At this time, Ye Qingyun's fists were also burning with dazzling golden light!

Twin blood souls?

Seeing this, everyone exclaimed?

Otherwise, how can such fist flames be condensed?
Chapter completed!