Ye Xiaofeng ignored the eyes of "Liu Yunyan", and two cold lights burst out from his eyes, like the sharpest blade.

"You are not her, what are you?" Ye Xiaofeng asked again, and a terrifying aura erupted and enveloped him.

The appearance of "Liu Yunyan" suddenly changed and she turned into a strange woman. The woman had a disheveled hair, her face turned blue and white, and her eyes were deep, and she looked like a zombie.

Ye Xiaofeng suddenly felt creepy. At this moment, he thought that he was still holding the woman's hand. A cold air came and reached his heart. He quickly threw it away.

Two cold light burst out from the woman's eyes, as if she was about to swallow Ye Xiaofeng alive. She spread her hands and grabbed Ye Xiaofeng.

Slowly, three-inch long black nails appeared, emitting a cold light, containing strange power. Ye Xiaofeng felt that the nails contained destructive and destructive power.

His eyes were cold and he slapped out with his palm. The energy surged like a storm of waves, and his power was very strong.

"Bang." The woman with a strange expression was suddenly slapped away by Ye Xiaofeng, and she got into the thick fog and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiaofeng was stunned. His palm would explode even if he was a master at the sixth and seventh level of the Holy Realm, but the woman was fine, which was too weird.

"No, Liu Yunyan." At this time, Ye Xiaofeng remembered Liu Yunyan.

When the two of them came in, they still held hands, but as they walked, they changed. It was so terrible that this formation was weird and powerful.

"Liu Yunyan." Ye Xiaofeng roared loudly, his voice rolling, and he could feel his eardrums shaking strongly.

There were echoes, but there was no Liu Yunyan's response.

Could something have happened? Ye Xiaofeng's heart sank and he couldn't help but worry.

He closed his eyes and walked forward with his feelings, no matter what was ahead. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and Ye Xiaofeng stopped and stood quietly. He felt something was slowly approaching.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaofeng was in his eyes, and two terrifying sharp auras burst out, as if he could cut off the rules in one go.

A gray shadow floated away in front of him.

"Hiss," a sharp scream sounded, and the sound didn't sound like a human voice at all.

This is the first time Ye Xiaofeng has encountered such a thing, and his scalp is numb.

The cold wind was still blowing, and Ye Xiaofeng could see countless gray shadows looming in the white mist.

"I want to see what you are." Ye Xiaofeng sneered, his figure swayed slightly, and countless shadows separated from him, as if he had suddenly turned into countless.

Those gray shadows will play hide-and-seek with Ye Xiaofeng. When Ye Xiaofeng appears, they will disappear. When Ye Xiaofeng disappears, they will appear.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaofeng's figure had just stopped, and a gray shadow appeared in front of Ye Xiaofeng, as if Ye Xiaofeng could see through their movement trajectory.

This gray shadow made a sharp sound again, condensed into a bunch of gray silk threads, and pierced directly into Ye Xiaofeng's eyebrows, as if to invade Ye Xiaofeng's divine court.

"Hmph." Ye Xiaofeng snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand, five fingers formed claws, and five invisible threads burst out, woven into a large net, directly covering this gray thin thread.

It seemed as if he knew that Ye Xiaofeng was extremely powerful, and his extremely sharp voice was made, and the gray line expanded, trying to tear the net formed by Ye Xiaofeng's true energy into a crack, but Ye Xiaofeng's cultivation was so powerful that it could not break free.

The light in Ye Xiaofeng's hand continued to gush out. In a blink of an eye, the gray shadow was compressed into a ball by Ye Xiaofeng. Ye Xiaofeng saw a figure from the ball.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiaofeng's face changed, "Ghost."

A ghost is to use great power to extract the human soul from the body and then cultivate it under conditions filled with yin energy.

Ghosts are strongly aggressive. For them, their favorite is to eat away from human souls. They are extremely vicious. If they want to destroy them, they must be powered many times stronger than them.

"Is that the woman just now the so-called Yin corpse?" Ye Xiaofeng said to himself, his face extremely heavy.

Yin corpses are things that have grown up in the lush environment of Yin energy by the human body that has been extracted from the soul. After losing their soul, their original evil thoughts remain in their bodies. As the Yin energy grows, they will eventually dominate the entire body.

"So, this formation must be the Soul-Splitting Array of Ten Thousand Corpse?" he said in the center of his heart.

This formation is very famous and extremely vicious. The masters of the formation will first find a place with strong yin energy, then communicate with the earth energy, arrange the Yin gathering array, and then arrange the Ten Thousand Corpse Soul Dividing Array based on the Yin gathering array.

After this formation is successfully built, as long as someone breaks in, those with low cultivation will be affected by the formation, and the soul is pulled out of the power of the formation, the soul becomes a ghost, and the body becomes a yin corpse.

Yin souls and Yin corpses grow by absorbing Yin energy. Of course, if they can swallow the living human body, if Yin and Yang are combined, they will grow faster.

"I don't know who arranged this formation, it was so vicious." A strong murderous intent burst out from Ye Xiaofeng's eyes.

No matter what this person wants to set up the formation, as long as Ye Xiaofeng meets him, he will definitely kill that person.

At this time, Ye Xiaofeng suddenly felt that the surroundings were quiet. He swept his eyes and saw countless corpses surrounding him, and countless ghosts appeared and faintly in the surrounding fog.

These Yin corpses are both men and women, and they are undoubtedly all practitioners. Their faces are extremely pale, and their dull eyes are full of crazy murderous aura. They open their five fingers and slowly move towards Ye Xiaofeng.

Ye Xiaofeng felt depressed. He came to look for the three strange things, but he did not expect to enter the Soul-Splitting Array arranged by a formation master.

"No matter who you are, what are you doing to arrange this formation? Since I have encountered it, I must dismantle this formation." Ye Xiaofeng said coldly.

Looking at the yin corpses and ghosts around him, Ye Xiaofeng's sharp aura burst out with his hands, and his sharp aura burst out, cutting through the void, and even the white mist was cut open.

"Puff puff puff puff," the corpses of the Yin were penetrated by the sharp aura that Ye Xiaofeng burst out, and the ghosts were scattered.

At this time, another scene of surprise appeared in Ye Xiaofeng. The white mist rushed into the Yin corpses. The holes pierced by the sharp air on the Yin corpses actually slowly healed, and even the Yin souls condensed and formed again, looking as if they were immortal.
Chapter completed!