There were heavy footsteps coming behind me, crushing the dead leaves.
Yun Ziyue turned around and saw that Songhe was only a few steps away from her.
"You, can you ask him to stop first..."
Yun Ziyue discussed it. Although she was not afraid of dead people, she was still a little uncomfortable with such things that were dead but still seemed alive.
Xing Yan didn't know if he heard her words, but Song He was still a few meters away from her.
Yun Yunyue breathed a sigh of relief and secretly expressed her doubts, "Why is he still there? I obviously... Could it be that the fire..."
As she muttered, she suddenly felt that the air around her became colder, and Yun Ziyue suddenly realized that Xing Yan was still standing in front of her.
"Um, did I expose something..." Yun Ziyue was cautious, and she knew that Xing Yan knew everything without any trouble in his eyes.
In this case, let's just talk openly.
"Why can he still stand here in such a big fire? I thought he had been burned to ashes." Yun Ziyue pointed at Songhe and asked Xingyan.
Xing Yan raised his eyebrows, so this woman knew who he was, not only was she not afraid of him, she was still standing here chatting with him?
Humph, Xing Yan sneered silently.
"Why did you burn him to ashes?" Xing Yan said, his voice deep and cold.
When it fell into Yun Ziyue's ears, it sounded a little pleasant inexplicably.
"Of course I'm afraid that you'll turn him into a royal corpse..." Yun Xianyue was still immersed in this charming voice. She couldn't speak for a moment. She suddenly woke up and saw Xing Yan's eyes were sinister and cruel.
"You know everything, it's really a surprise."
Xing Yan bit the word "surprise" very hard. Although his voice was still deep, Yun Ziyue felt a strong sense of danger from it.
"..." Yun Ziyue wanted to die. She knew clearly that Xing Yan's words were to test her, but she still fell for it.
"In that case, you should have a thorough understanding of corpse control." Xing Yan sneered coldly, his voice seemed to be filled with ice, and Yun Ziyue couldn't help but shudder.
But after Xing Yan's words, she did remember a description about corpse control.
The corpse, as the name suggests, is a corpse that can be manipulated.
Once it is successfully made into a corpse, the corpse will not rot or stiffen, be invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns.
The corpse has no mind of its own and only obeys the orders of its master.
The strength of the corpse master depends on his abilities during his lifetime and the cultivation level of his master.
The more powerful a person is, the more powerful the corpse will be, which is equivalent to possessing an amazingly powerful magic weapon.
"..." Yun Ziyue was a little embarrassed, secretly thinking that she had miscalculated.
If she had known that the corpse was impervious to water and fire, she should have drawn a talisman to invite "Samadhi True Fire", maybe it would still be useful.
Seeing the clarity in Yun Ziyue's eyes, Xing Yan was a little surprised and at the same time became more vigilant.
Practicing corpse control is a secret method that is rarely known to the world. Even people from the three major immortal sects may not have heard of it.
But the woman in front of me seemed to know too much.
Xing Yan narrowed his eyes subconsciously and gestured to Songhe.
Yu Zhi jumped up and moved, with a sharp wind from his palm, he hit the clouds directly and flew away.
Yun Ziyue did not expect that Xing Yan would suddenly attack, and while she was dodging in a panic, Yu Zhi grabbed one of her arms.
Yu Zhi imprisoned her with one hand, and struck her chest directly with one hand like a claw, intending to penetrate her heart with one blow.
Yun Ziyue quickly turned around and retreated. The wrist that was grabbed by Yu Zhi suddenly lifted up and then pressed down hard, causing her to break free from Yu Zhi's elbow.
"Why are you like this? You just take action without even saying hello. This is not what a gentleman would do." With a chance to breathe, Yun Ziyue frowned and complained to Xing Yan.
Unfortunately, Xing Yan ignored it and took two steps back to make room for Yu Zhi.
Helpless, Yun Ziyue could only concentrate on fighting the enemy.
The zombie master's moves were fierce, and Yun Ziyue was also nimble, dodging left and right, and for a while, no vital parts were hurt by the corpse master.
Xing Yan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this woman, who looked so weak, actually had some skills.
Yun Yunyue didn't know what Xing Yan was thinking, she just felt that she would not be able to hold on any longer. The fists and kicks she learned in the Taoist temple were not enough to fight against the corpse.
What should I do, what should I do? Yun Ziyue's thoughts changed rapidly. Should she raise her hands in surrender and kneel down to beg for mercy?
In this short moment, Yun Ziyue couldn't resist, and was slapped in the back by Yu Zhi. In the process of staggering, Yu Zhi picked her up by the neck and threw her away several meters away.
"Cough..." Yun Ziyue got up from the ground and coughed while holding her chest, her throat filled with the smell of blood.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting..." Yun Ziyue begged for mercy in time, looking over Yu Shi's shoulder at Xing Yan behind him, "Stop, ask him to stop, we have something to talk about."
Xing Yan turned a deaf ear and watched the battle coldly.
Seemingly begging for mercy was not going to work, Yun Ziyue struggled to stand up, and the moment Yu Zhi rushed towards her, she hit her head on with force.
Yu Shi staggered when she hit him, then he regained his footing and faced Yun Ziyue with a palm strike that knocked him down.
Yun Ziyue was shocked and turned pale. At the critical moment, she took out several talismans from her arms and took pictures of them all on Song He.
She didn't know if these talismans were useful. If they were useless, she would have no choice but to die.
The wind of the palm lifted up the strands of hair on her temples, and Yun Ziyue closed her eyes tightly, but Yu Zhi's palm was still not taken.
Yun Ziyue quietly opened her eyes and saw that Yu Shi's hand was still two inches above her head.
Yun Ziyue leaned over and retreated to a safe distance before she dared to take a closer look at the condition of the corpse.
It turned out that one of the talismans she took on the body of the corpse was a binding talisman.
"Oh, I just drew randomly, and it actually worked!" Yun Ziyue was overjoyed. There was no place to apply the things she learned in reality, but she didn't expect that they would be put to use here.
Xing Yan secretly activated Yu Zhi, but when he saw that there was no reaction at all, he was slightly surprised and asked, "What works?"
"It's a holding talisman!" Yun Ziyue said proudly, and then her face dropped under Xing Yan's calm gaze.
Damn it, why did you fall into his trap again?
Seeing Yun Ziyue's face full of annoyance, Xing Yan curled his lips slightly.
He walked forward and pulled off the talisman paper from Yu Zhi's body, "Do you think this paper is a talisman?"
Seeing that Xing Yan was a little confused, Yun Ziyue asked, "Don't you know what a talisman is?"
Xing Yan shook his head, "I haven't heard yet."
Yun Ziyue was shocked. Could it be that in this world of cultivating immortals, talismans have not been produced yet?
"So, there is no talisman cultivator here?"
Xing Yan shook his head again.
At this moment, Yun Ziyue was extremely happy. What should I do? She seemed to have a skill that no one else had. Could this be her golden finger?
"Last night, the talisman you affixed to Song He was this kind of charm?"
Yun Ziyue was feeling complacent when she suddenly heard Xing Yan ask, and couldn't help but step forward, "Yes, the soul purifying talisman."
Xing Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the talisman in his hand, seemingly studying it.
Yun Xianyue looked at him sideways. Although he was wearing a mask on his face, his tight and shapely jawline could still be seen faintly.
Not only that, the slightly exposed inch of skin on his neck is also extremely white, so presumably his face should be equally fair.
What kind of face will it look like under this mask?
Yun Ziyue was so curious that she stretched out her hand to take off the mask on Xing Yan's face.
Just when his fingertips touched the cold metal, Xing Yan suddenly turned back and slapped Yun Ziyue on the shoulder with a flying palm.
This Palm Punishment Flame was charged with spiritual power. Yun Ziyue was shot and vomited blood and fell backwards to the ground.
"Seeking death!" Xing Yan's eyes were sinister and full of killing intent.
