After the words fell, Xu Yuan subconsciously looked towards Luo Xiran.

He was a little curious about what means she would use to detect the back-up tactics Chi Kuang might have left behind.

Although Luo Xiran was a saint ten thousand years ago, except for the memory and experience of a saint, she does not even have a real physical body now.

And compared with the original Charming Tree Spirit's Yuchu, Luo Xiran can only be regarded as a tool spirit, and the carpet is controlled by the characteristics of the Blood God Stone.

One is the spirit of living things, and the other is the spirit of dead things, which are essentially different from Yuchu who can use the Tao realm.

As for her current body?

The principle is basically the same as when ‘Qi’ transformed into Li Qingyan.

It's just that the structure of one body is the flesh and blood of the original White Walkers, and the other is the carpet of bacteria associated with the White Walkers.

As a former alien ghost, Xu Yuanke knows the black death carpet all too well.

It is simply a companion product of the White Walkers, a leftover material to enhance the White Walkers' body, and a 'power bank' that replenishes the White Walkers' life source.

There is no soul, no source of energy, no sense of space, only the source of life, and the source of life needs to be used through the body of a white ghost as a medium.

With such a human body constructed from a germ carpet, how should Luo Xiran detect the saint's body?

While Xu Yuan was thinking, Luo Xiran moved.

Without any bells and whistles, Luo Xiran jumped directly to the side of Chi Kuang's headless body, and then pressed his hand on the opponent's chest.

As Xu Yuan and Li Qingyan watched from a distance, the silk-like carpet gradually wrapped Chi Kuang's burly headless body.

The most high-end detection methods often only require the simplest physical exposure.

After a few breaths, the 'silk' wrapped around Chi Kuang's body quickly dried up without any warning, as if it had been drained of life.

Seeing this scene, Luo Xiran's eyes were not surprised.

Even if the saint dies, the residual power of the corpse is still fatal to things like mushroom carpet, let alone directly invading it.

Glancing at the two of them at the edge of the pothole, Luo Xiran's voice came from afar:

"Your Highness, there are no traces left in this barbarian king's saintly body, and there is no danger."

"Thank you, senior."

Li Qingyan replied in a polite voice, then glanced at Xu Yuan aside and asked:

"Do you want to go there together?"

"Shall I go there?"

Xu Yuan opened his mouth, his eyes a little surprised.

Even standing at the edge of the pit, which was nearly a mile away from the Barbarian King's body, he already felt a depressing and dull discomfort.

Generally speaking, this is the pressure of the saint.

In essence, this is the uncontrolled spread of the holy source contained in the saint's body after Chi Kuang's death.

The numbers are at your ease.

No matter how extraordinary his condensed soul is, it is just a condensed soul, and there is a high probability that he will be crushed to death if he gets close.

Li Qingyan chuckled:

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

As the words were spoken, the red clothes were flying, and the depression and dullness disappeared instantly.

Xu Yuan felt the Qi lingering around him and asked:

"Why do you have to take me there?"

Li Qingyan looked at Chi Kuang's body and said softly:

"You and I will kill the Barbarian King together, and whatever we capture during the period shall be divided equally between you and me."

Xu Yuan's eyes flashed, and then he laughed dumbly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone:

"Are you worried that I will be dissatisfied?"

"I just don't want to owe you anything."

"More debts don't weigh you down. You owe so much anyway."

"The Six Elements of Dian Yuan Jue is very expensive. You owe me now."

"."Xu Yuan.

"Careful over every detail."

"Humph."

Li Qingyan raised his red lips and glanced at him with a smile: "If you don't want to go there, forget it. Then don't doubt that I have hidden your share."

Xu Yuan coughed lightly:

"Ahem, tell me beforehand, it's not that I don't trust you."

"Virtue."

Li Qingyan rolled his eyes at her, then jumped up with Xu Yuan and landed next to Chi Kuang's body.

The moment he came closer, Xu Yuan immediately frowned.

Due to his cultivation, he could not see clearly from a distance before, but now upon closer inspection, he discovered that Chi Kuang's body as a saint had begun to rot.

Ancient books record that the corpse of a saint can last for thousands of years, but it has only been a few days now?

Xu Yuan subconsciously looked at Luo Xiran:

"Xiran, what is this?"

Luo Xiran stood next to the corpse, staring at the rotting corpse, and said in a very soft voice:

"His backup plan."

Xu Yuan thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered the evil secret method that could refine corpses into meat puppets, and whispered:

"That's right, the body of the martial arts saint of the Barbarian King is extremely powerful. Once we use special techniques to refine it into a corpse puppet"

"No."

"Ah?"

"I said no."

Luo Xiran looked back at Xu Yuan and shook her head gently:

"When a whale falls, all things come to life. Before his death, this barbarian king did not leave any other destructive back-ups, but scattered all his holy sources into this land."

Li Qingyan frowned slightly and said softly:

"I have seen this method in an ancient book. When I was in the sect, many saints would lose their cultivation and merge into the secret realm of our sect when their life span was exhausted and they died.

Nourish all things in order to feed back the sect that you have served throughout your life."

Speaking of this, she looked at Luo Xiran:

"Senior, is that what you mean?"

"Yes."

Luo Xiran nodded and looked at this dilapidated barbarian holy city:

"The power of a saint cannot completely change this extremely dark place, but at least it can bring a hope here."

"."

Li Qingyan slowly looked back at the rotting, dark corpse on the ground.

The horns are gone, the spikes are gone, and the once strong and solid body is now pitted, with only the golden blood belonging to the saint showing some residual charm.

Keep an eye on the number of breaths,

With a long sigh, Li Qingyan's rustling voice seemed to be whispering:

"Even if you die, you still want to pave the way for your people. This can be regarded as fulfilling your lifelong ideal."

Listening to the conversation between the two women, Xu Yuan roughly understood the current situation and said:

"It's a pity, Chi Kuang was a very good king for his people."

A smile flashed across Li Qingyan's eyes and he whispered: "It's really a pity."

From Chi Kuang's standpoint, it's hard for Li Qingyan to say that he can do better than him

Because the strength of the barbarians and Dayan are not at the same level at all.

On this winner-takes-all gambling table, Chi Kuang spent his life's chips but still couldn't close the gap in strength.

Talking room,

Li Qingyan's dark pupils were filled with blazing flames, and a wisp of flame began to twine between her slender fingers.

It seems that the fire that can burn out all the Tao aggregates illuminates everything around it.

Feeling the heat, Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment:

"What are you?"

Li Qingyan looked back with calm eyes:

"This is my last respect for him."
Chapter completed!