Sensing the pure yin energy around him, Qin Fengming felt like he was returning to the ghost world. Yawen 8w`w`w=.|`y·It is not the ghost world either. In the yin energy here, he even felt the existence of the real ghost aura.

"The yin energy here is thick, and there is actually a real ghost aura. If a monk practicing ghost skills is in seclusion here, it will definitely be of great benefit to his cultivation."

Sensing the fog that filled the body, Qin Fengming blurted out and made his debut.

"Although this place is a place that is thick in yin energy, it is definitely not a suitable place for cultivation. No one can be safe when it is neighbors with those yin ghosts to refine corpses." Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the female cultivator snorted in her nose and said to herself.

In front of the two, there was also a huge stone tablet. The words marked on it were the same as Sikong Yining said just now. As long as the monks who entered it could stay for one day, they would be considered passing the test.

Just as the two of them were talking, a cloud of fog suddenly rose, and a scattered rattle sound echoed from the cloudy mist.

The figures flashed, and the figures of the three monks suddenly stepped out of the fog.

The three of them were wearing monk's clothes. Although they were already in rags, they could still tell at a glance that the three of them should be monks of Iceland Island. It can be judged by themselves that two men and one woman.

However, at this time, the three monks were covered in dead energy, stiff all over, and their faces were dry, as if they had been dead for a long time.

From the energy breath revealed by the three of them, we can know that these three are all people at the peak of their aggregation.﹎Ya>Wen_8w·w·w-.|-y`

"Ah, you...you are Aunt Mei." He suddenly saw three zombie-like monks appearing, and exclaimed, and suddenly shouted out from Sikong Yining.

"What? Does this female fairy know?" Qin Fengming was also stunned when he heard the female cultivator screaming, and suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in his heart.

"This female cultivator is my mother's junior sister. She suddenly disappeared a thousand years ago and there was no news. It turned out that she had come to explore the Wind Demon Tower and eventually fell into it. It seems that the person who fell in the tower would either become a corpse refining or a body of a ghost."

The female cultivator was finally a gathering monk. In just a moment, she regained her awakening. Looking at the female cultivator walking out of the fog in front of her, she spoke a little heavy.

"Fairy Sikong, Qin plans to lend you the Sumeru treasure for use. I wonder if the fairy is willing?"

Qin Fengming no longer talked about the topic of the female cultivating corpse in front of him, but suddenly said that he wanted to borrow the Sumeru Cave.

The female cultivator was a little stunned when Qin Fengming said this.

"Does fellow Taoist want to get these ghosts into the Sumeru Cave?" The female cultivator was quick-witted and almost instantly understood what Qin Fengming meant.

"Yes, these ghosts are of great use to Qin, so I want to use the fairy's Sumeru treasure to store it. After leaving this place, Qin will return it to the fairy. Yawen﹏ﹿｏｏｏｏｏｗｗw-" Qin Fengming did not hide it and admitted it directly.

"Okay, but do fellow Taoists really have the confidence to capture these ghosts and put them into the Sumeru treasure?"

The female cultivator did not hesitate at all, and immediately agreed. When she handed the Sumeru treasure to Qin Fengming, she asked in great doubt.

For her, if Qin Fengming could capture the evil ghosts in the aggregate realm of refining the corpse, it would be much easier for the two of them to pass this level of trial.

"Qin's martial arts are a martial art that specifically controls ghosts. It's not so difficult to capture these sane ghosts." Qin Fengming said without being humble.

As a result, the small mountain-like treasure handed over by the female cultivator was surging with a powerful magic power in her body. When the power of her soul wrapped around, she wiped out the aura of the female cultivator on the Xumi treasure.

After a flash of his mouth and a red light flashed, his figure flashed out and he flew directly towards the three aggregated corpses.

As the body shot forward, three soul-devouring grabs flashed and grabbed at a top of the aggregation corpse refining. The powerful soul power emerged, and the three corpse refining bodies stagnated at the same time, and then they stopped on the spot.

As the silver light swept out from his hands, the closest corpse to Qin Fengming whose soul had been imprisoned disappeared.

The body flashed, and in almost one or two breaths, three powerful corpses were strongly absorbed by Qin Fengming into the treasure of Sumeru on the hill.

At this time, facing the ghosts in the aggregate realm, under the imprisonment of Qin Fengming's soul-devouring and grasping the powerful soul, it can be said that there is no challenge at all. As long as it is sacrificed, it can be imprisoned.

Of course, Qin Fengming had the treasure of Sumeru, but Fang Liang existed in the Shenji Mansion. He did not dare to let Fang Liang release the slightest breath. If he was considered to be a monk in the Shenshi in this space, then he and Sikong Yining would have only one way to die.

And in the bell-like space of Sumeru, there are a large number of spiritual flowers. If these ghosts are put into it, it will not be worth the loss.

Seeing that Qin Fengming had just waved three attacks, he captured three powerful ghosts from the peak of the agglomeration. The female cultivator standing beside him was really shocked on the spot.

She had seen Qin Fengming take action, although she knew that her methods could fight against the god-speaking monk.

But at this moment, he was really a real early stage monk in the God-Transporting Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation. Facing the three tough and fearless corpses attacked together, he would never capture them so easily like the young man in front of him.

Seeing that there was no waste of energy in front of him, the three young monks who captured the corpse. A trace of confusion seemed to be revealed in Sikong Yining's pair of beautiful eyes.

Although corpse refining cannot be considered an immortal body, its body is tough, and it is extremely difficult to kill a monk of the same level. Even if one of his arms and half of his head is cut off, he will not fall back. However, if he is attacked, the monk of the same level will be at risk of falling.

A monk who gathered the top of the agglomeration could easily capture three corpses of the same level so easily. If the female cultivator had not seen her personally, Sikong Yining would never believe that anyone could do such a thing.

"If this space is full of such ghosts, there is no need for the fairy to take action this time, and it will be left to Qin. "Watching the thick fog around, and several spirit ghosts covered with fog appeared in an instant, Qin Fengming's expression was calm and he spoke without looking back.

After the words came, Qin Fengming's body flew directly to the agglomerated ghost who had just appeared.

The colorful glow flashed, and the silver lights shone and flickered, and the ghosts in the soul bodies disappeared one after another.

Of course, Qin Fengming could not kill these evil spirits.

In this place where the thick yin energy is filled, even if he uses powerful means to kill these evil ghosts, he will likely recondensate.

Unless the soul in his body can be completely killed and destroyed.

If Qin Fengming really wants to kill these ghosts completely, of course he can do it. His natal magic weapon, the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword, can wipe out the soul. But he is reluctant to destroy such a powerful thing.

Whether it is Fang Liang’s Ten Thousand Soul Tower, or his own secret technique of practicing the Treasure Ghost Refining Art, or the Soul-Devouring Beast, they all need powerful spirits and ghosts.
Chapter completed!