Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Song Wen was not in a hurry to open the coffin, but carefully explored the entire main tomb chamber.

In the main tomb chamber, except for the corpse coffin, there was nothing else.

However, there were scattered skeletons on the ground. The skeletons were seriously damaged, as if someone had torn the body into pieces and died.

Song Wen guessed that the skeleton was probably that of someone who came to explore the tomb with An Tong's father. He was eventually torn to pieces by the bronze corpse before he could escape.

Song Wen called out the Xuanshuang Knife, intending to split the corpse coffin with one blow, but after thinking for a moment, he put the Xuanshuang Knife away.

He didn't know the situation of the Guiyuan evil spirit in the corpse coffin. If the sword was struck and the Guiyuan evil spirit was scattered, the gain would outweigh the loss.

After thinking for a moment, Song Wen laid out the "Four Symbols Formation", covering the stone platform where the coffin was placed within the formation.

At the same time, relying on the formation, a waterless area was created.

After doing all this, Silver Corpse stepped forward and pushed the coffin lid open, letting out wisps of black energy.

These black energies are the evil spirits that return to the source.

The evil spirit of Guiyuan blocked the penetration of Song Wen's spiritual consciousness, making it impossible for Song Wen to sense the situation inside the corpse coffin.

"boom!"

A loud noise came from inside the corpse coffin.

It seemed like something was awakened the moment the silver corpse opened the coffin.

The coffin lid suddenly flew up and hit the formation barrier. The huge impact caused the coffin lid to fall apart immediately.

A large amount of Guiyuan evil spirit surged out and quickly spread, filling the formation barrier.

A burly figure stood up from the corpse coffin.

This man's flesh was rotten, his clothes were in tatters, and his whole body exuded a strong corpse odor.

"Junior, why do you want to disturb my sleep..."

Before he finished speaking, the silver corpse guarding the coffin slapped him on the head.

"boom!"

This palm did not hit the rotten corpse, but was blocked by the evil spirit of Guiyuan that surged from his body.

"Junior, how dare you ignore me."

The rotten corpse's anger suddenly burst out and rushed towards the silver corpse.

Two dead bodies were fighting hand to hand in the formation.

The silver corpse was no match at all, and one of its arms was torn off by the rotting corpse in just a few strokes.

However, during the confrontation between the two, Song Wen also saw that in terms of strength, the rotten corpse was not much stronger than the silver corpse, but the rotten corpse had the help of Guiyuan evil energy, and its physical strength was far better than that of the silver corpse.

Song Wen controlled the formation, exposed a gap, and stepped into the formation.

His brows flashed, and three two-inch-long sharp blades suddenly appeared and went straight towards the corpse.

There is a ghost hidden in the body of the rotting corpse. It is precisely because of the existence of the ghost that the rotting corpse can speak.

Facing the attack of the Silver Corpse, the Guiyuan Evil Qi, which can be said to be indestructible, is of no use in front of the "Concentrating Thorn".

The sharp blade passed through and pierced directly into the head of the rotting corpse, causing the corpse's movements to freeze suddenly.

Song Wen took the opportunity to take back the silver corpse and its severed arm.

The rotten corpse endured the pain of soul shock and spoke.

"Junior, you actually have the ability to attack with spiritual consciousness. However, your spiritual consciousness level is a little low, and it is not enough to kill my soul. You are too arrogant. You dare to step into the formation and give it to me. die!"

Before he finished speaking, Guiyuan's evil spirit surged out of his body and turned into an evil python, directly grabbing Song Wen.

Silver lightning emerged, and a ten-foot-high thunder shield appeared in front of Song Wen.

The evil python slammed into the thunder shield.

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The lightning was bright, like burning silver flames.

The evil python seemed to have encountered a natural enemy. After only a brief contact with the thunder shield, it took the initiative to retreat.

"Lefa!"

The wight exclaimed, with deep fear in his tone.

"Fellow Taoist, there is no grudge between you and me. There is no need to fight to the death."

His evil spirit was restrained by the thunder method, and he was trapped in the formation. He had nowhere to escape and had no choice but to surrender to Song Wen.

"There will be hatred soon." Song Wen said coldly.

The lightning on Song Wen's body was condensed but not emitted, and it was shining all around him. He was worried that using the thunder method would seriously deplete Guiyuan's evil spirit. Therefore, only use lightning to defend.

Between his eyebrows, three spiritual blades appeared again.

"Fellow Taoist, I have something to say. Whatever you want from me, I will give it to you." The corpse said hurriedly.

The three sharp blades of spiritual consciousness that were shooting at the corpse suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Oh? Really! If fellow Taoist is willing to hand over the evil spirit of Guiyuan, you and I can talk about it." Song Wendao.

There was some hesitation in the voice of the corpse, "You want to return to the original evil spirit!"

"It seems that fellow Taoist can't bear to leave." Song Wen's voice contained traces of murderous intent.

"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist. If you want to return the evil spirit, I will give it to you."

As he spoke, the corpse opened its mouth and vomited out, and a stone bottle was vomited out of his stomach.

The stone bottle is about the size of a fist and is covered with golden lines.

"Fellow Taoist, the evil spirit belongs to you..."

Before he finished speaking, the three spiritual blades hovering in the air suddenly accelerated and pierced into the mind of the corpse.

"Ah...you don't keep your word."

Being attacked by the sharp blades of spiritual knowledge one after another, the soul body of the rotting corpse has been severely damaged.

At this moment, the stone bottle suddenly exploded.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.

The huge impact quickly swept around.

The formation barrier of the "Four Symbols Formation" is swaying.

Song Wen resisted the impact of the explosion while controlling the formation disk to stabilize the formation.

He couldn't help but feel a little lucky in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't trust the other party gullibly.

If he rashly takes the stone bottle and it explodes at close range, there will be no time for him to cast a spell to defend himself, and he is likely to be seriously injured.

Song Wen used the "Concentrating Thorn" again and shot at the corpse.

The rotting corpse was in the center of the explosion and suffered the most severe impact, but the evil spirit of Guiyuan helped him block most of the impact, so he was not seriously injured.

Still, he was knocked to the ground.

The concentration thorns pierced into his soul body one after another, and the rotten corpse quickly became weak. Even the returning evil energy lost control and floated disorderly in the formation.

"Fellow Taoist, don't kill me." The corpse said weakly.

"Keep my soul, it will be of use to you. I am a peak golden elixir monk and know many secret techniques. I can teach them all to you."

Song Wen sneered and said, "It's a lie to tell you my secret method, but it's true that you want to take it from me!"

"I have already taken my body and been reborn once. I can't take my body again." The corpse said.

Song Wendao said, "I am a little curious. My Taoist friend has died physically, but why his soul has not dissipated and can still stay in the world?"

The corpse said, "I have a ghost cultivation technique that can transform the soul into a ghost. But I am worried that the new ghost will be too weak. Before my life span was exhausted, I refined my body into a corpse. Puppet, and find the returning evil spirit to protect the body."