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Chapter 848: Heavenly Corpse and All Immortals

In the Ghost Golden Sheep Star Field, there was a purple-robed golden immortal sitting on the edge of a high volcano, breathing and exploring the fire laws. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and was furious and screaming: "Who dares to burn my son! He is very brave, but he dares to take my son's life! Two stinky girls...ah, damn..."

In a hurry, he jumped up, drilled out of the chest of the corpse, released eight second-level Tianmas, pulled a gorgeous fairy cart, and flew south to no avail!

The speed of the second-level Tianma flying can be said to be comparable to that of the high-level golden immortal! If eight horses are combined, with the excitation of the immortal formation on the shaft, the speed of running can be faster, and it can be said that more than half of the immortal kings are!

Moreover, starting from this heavenly corpse, it was not very far from the place where the accident happened! So two hours later, the purple-robed golden immortal met the immortal carriage driven by Qin Di!

Through hundreds of thousands of miles, Qin Di heard the sound of the immortal carriage galloping!

In a blink of an eye, there were only 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. Qin Di could run away with a horse, a fairy cart, and the purple-robed golden immortal!

He felt a stern in his heart, and he took out the identity token from the Red Emperor Palace and hung it on the immortal cart!

The two fairy carts met instantly and got it wrong in an instant!

The purple-robed golden immortal was anxious. Although he saw Qin Di and knew that he was a disciple of the Red Emperor Palace, he did not ask questions.

He drove the immortal carriage and rushed forward desperately. He only remembered the voice transmission of his son before his death: Two stinky girls, driving an eight-horse immortal carriage, released high-level immortal fire, not the Red Emperor fire, but a mixed fire!

Since it is a miscellaneous fire, it means that the other party is not a disciple of the Red Emperor Palace! Because all the true disciples of the Red Emperor Palace practice the Red Emperor Immortal Fire!

Generally speaking, monks pay attention to specialization and do not pursue broadness. As long as there is a high-level immortal fire, they can ensure that they have no progress. Why should they cultivate more immortal fires? Who can have so much time to do useless work?

However, he didn't expect that someone could cultivate multiple immortal fires!

It was precisely because of this impression that he let the real murderer go!

Qin Di felt a sense of unspeakable oppression when he was far away. He didn't feel a little relaxed until the other party went away!

He sighed in his heart: "This is the angry Golden Immortal, it's really extraordinary! This kind of oppression alone can make people suffocate."

If he compares the means, his Li Zun Divine Fire is not under the Immortal Fire controlled by the Golden Immortal! But as soon as both sides approach, he will be finished immediately! Because he is an eighth-level celestial immortal, his overall strength is too low and he cannot be his opponent!

Fortunately, Yin Yue'er was hiding in the fairy carriage and did not see the fairy carriage galloping past outside. Otherwise, she would have lost her appearance and might have been exposed.

Qin Di guessed that the purple-robed golden immortal should be Jiang Luan, the father of the man in white! Unexpectedly, Jiang Luan was guarding the sky corpse. No wonder his son dared to be so unscrupulous!

Qin Di sighed slightly and said to himself: "If I had known that Jiang Luan was here, I would not have driven the immortal cart to meet the other person head-on! I could stagger from another direction, and there were three hours, which was enough for me to run far away! Even if he was a fifth-level golden immortal, he could only stare at him!"

But since I met, Qin Di could only continue flying forward!

Two hours later, he saw the nine heavenly corpses!

Qin Di drove the immortal carriage and spent another whole day walking around the nine heavenly corpses for a long time, and finally decided to start with the smallest heavenly corpse.

He put away the immortal carriage and four second-level horses and flew forward with Yin Yue'er.

Around the Tianzi, he met monks from different sects, some from Yingui Sect, some from White Bone Sect, some from Tianzi Sect, and some from Tianzi Sect. Of course, there were also monks from the Chidi Palace. These monks did not have any disputes, nor did they fight each other, and they all had their own places to practice, and the well water did not interfere with the river.

According to the agreement reached by several sects, the Chidi Palace occupied the chest of the Tianzi, the Yin Gui Sect occupied the right leg and abdominal cavity, the White Bone Sect occupied the left leg and spine, the Tianzi Sect occupied the two arms, and the Witch Clan occupied the head of the Tianzi.

Qin Di flew slowly to the chest, and at the same time used his skills to win the wind to bring all the sounds of the entire Tianzi into his ears.

He heard the disciples of the White Bone Sect talking.

"The ancestor is trying to convert the spine of this heavenly corpse into the 'Tianlong Immortal Bone Dojo'. I don't know when it will be built."

"Why is it called Tianlong Taoist Temple? There are no dragons here."

"Think about it, does this whole spine look like a big dragon? Have you ever seen such a long dragon? Even a real dragon cannot be like this!"

"Yes, it's too long! I'm a ninth-level immortal. If I want to run from one end to the other end, teleport at the fastest speed, it will take ten days!"

"Although the ancestor is an eighth-level golden immortal, it is very difficult to rebuild the temple. This heavenly corpse is harder than steel!"

"I hope the ancestor can succeed. In that way, our comprehensive strength of the White Bone Sect can reach a higher level and become a large sect in the Immortal Realm."

Then, Qin Di heard the disciples of Yin Gui Sect make various sounds.

"Brother, do you think the Supreme Elder Gui Qing will break the three**s of the abdomen of this heavenly corpse?"

"Who knows? He is a sixth-level golden immortal. It took eight million years to barely break the first level."

"Fortunately, I broke the first level! Otherwise, how could there be such a strong Yin Qi? Practicing here can increase the speed of advancement by three times!"

"You said that if the Supreme Elder could break the third level, would he be more yin energy?"

"Difficult! The further you go, the more difficult it is! I suspect it will be a lucky chance to break the first level!"

"Oh, our dirty ghost school is so hard! We can only hope for these corpses! It turns out that there are still ghost bones in the Yellow Springs that can improve their skills. Now the underworld is closed by the Heavenly Court, so it is difficult to pick up ghost bones in the Yellow Springs in the Underworld."

"I heard that even if you go, it will not be easy to find ghost bones. I don't know what's going on. There are fewer and fewer ghost bones, and even Tianbao Pavilion has fewer and fewer stocks!"

Then, Qin Di heard the sound of Tianshimen speaking again.

"The ancestor is trying to cut off the little finger of the sky corpse and refine a piece of finger bone into a 'sky corpse' that can be used to attack, but this is too difficult!"

"Yes, the ancestor worked hard for three million years, but he couldn't even saw a piece of bone. What should I do?"

"Hehe, I have gained a lot. I have worked hard for more than 100,000 years and dug up a piece of flesh and blood from the heavenly corpse. I am refining the magic weapon of the 'Heavenly corpse'. When I practice it, I may be able to compete with the celestial immortals who are third-level higher than me!"

"Ha, you have only been digging for more than 100,000 years and are eager to refine the heavenly corpse! I have been digging for 500,000 years. In the future, I will be able to refine the magic weapon of the heavenly corpse. I don't know how many times stronger than you!"

"I said, "Brother, don't be greedy and chew too much! I heard from the ancestor that the flesh and blood of the heavenly corpse is difficult to refine, and in the end it becomes a rice dish. It has worked hard for millions of years without any achievements. Then you will regret it!"

Next, Qin Di heard the sound of the witch clan speaking.

"Ask a few ancestors, you have been studying for many years. Is there any result? Are there any blood relationships between the corpse and our ancestor witches these days?"

"I don't know, maybe there is. No matter what, I have practiced here for a million years, and my skills have increased by more than four times. If I were not related by blood, how could I get such great benefits?"

"In my opinion, these zodiac corpses may come from the sky, and our ancestor witch gods may also come from the sky."

"Wu Peng, which sky are you talking about? As far as I know, the starry sky that humans have walked through at present has been sealed by the great god Nuwa, refining stones and repairing the sky. Even the demons are not easy to come in. How could such a huge corpse come in?"

"Wu Xian, haven't you heard that in the past, Pangu opened the sky and split a huge planet with an axe into two halves. The upper half was the sky, the lower half was the earth. Later, the lower half was explosion again, forming our current universe. The miracle wasteland is the origin of the explosion before. There is a high mountain in the center of the wasteland, and there is a chaotic vortex on the top of the mountain. After passing through it, it will be heaven... Perhaps, where did these zodiac corpses come from?"

"How is it possible? Since they have passed through the vortex, how can they die?"

"Perhaps the ground environment is not suitable for the survival of the gods?"

"Well, I think this statement is very likely! Think about it, what a tall giant it would be if Pangu could split the huge stars? Perhaps these zodiac corpses are like Pangu, and they belong to the real giant race? And we are all frogs in the well, as small as ants?"

"Hmph, what's the use of being taller? In the end, they all died!"
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