Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 728: Battle of the Holy Corpse

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. A figure suddenly appeared above a mountain range with an indifferent expression.

He was dressed in a retro black robe, his eyes were cold, and he had a fierce aura. He took a deep breath under the moonlight.

"Hehe, this pure energy and blood is becoming clearer and clearer. The little mouse is not far from me." A sinister sneer came from the black robe.

It was Ying Zetian.

Not long after Ye Xuan left the valley, the figure that appeared was Ying Zetian.

He actually followed Ye Xuan's blood and energy and found the portal, and through the teleportation, he found this place.

"Very good, there is no other qi and blood here. It seems that Tianyin Xuannv and the others have really separated from Ye Xuan." Ying Zetian whispered to himself.

The blood magic he practiced could read his qi and blood through the subtle breath left in the space.

The black-robed saint looked serious in a certain direction.

The next moment, the night breeze blew by, and the figure in black robe disappeared.

The moonlight poured from the night sky into a valley, illuminating the pond beside it with a snow-white glow. Ye Xuan sat calmly, breathing evenly, seemingly immersed in cultivation.

He had been traveling for half a day and decided to rest in this valley for a night. He would be able to reach the palace complex tomorrow and meet up with Yingwu and the other girls.

Suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared on a tree not far behind him, dressed in a black robe, with pupils glowing with a ruthless light.

He stood quietly on the tree, looking at Ye Xuan who was immersed in cultivation, without a trace of breath leaking out.

The man in black robe took two steps and covered more than ten feet to Ye Xuan's side. There was no sound and no breath, as if he was really a ghost.

Ye Xuan was still sitting quietly, unaware of anything.

"Hehe, separating from Tianyin Xuannv and the others is your biggest mistake. After tonight, there will no longer be Ye Xuan on this continent. There is only me, Ying Zetian, and you will become my stepping stone." Ying Zetian sneered in his heart and controlled the saint to reach out and grab Ye Xuan's head who was sitting in meditation.

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But at this moment, Ye Xuan, who was in a state of meditation, suddenly turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared, and Ying Zetian was shocked.

"It's very dangerous to wander around in this northern wilderness at night."

A calm voice sounded, followed by a cold light falling on the neck of the black-robed saint corpse.

"Oh no! I've fallen into a trap!" Ying Zetian's heart skipped a beat, and his mind frantically urged the holy corpse. The body of the black-robed saint automatically moved horizontally and then disappeared in an instant.

"Nice body skills!"

Ye Xuan walked out from behind a rock, glanced slightly, and the space on the right suddenly shook. The figure of the black-robed saint corpse appeared out of thin air. The rich holy energy condensed in the palm of the saint corpse and turned into a dazzling golden sword energy.

After advancing to a saint, there are nine levels in total. Once one reaches a resonance with the heaven and earth, one will advance to a higher level and his cultivation will increase greatly.

The holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian is at the second level of the holy realm. If he were to face the current Tianyin Xuannv, he might be even better.

It’s a pity that he was facing Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan, who possesses the reincarnation martial soul, has the devouring magical power. In terms of sensing qi and blood, he is no worse than Ying Zetian, and may even be better!
While Ying Zetian was chasing Ye Xuan all the way, Ye Xuan gradually felt the disgusting blood energy from Ying Zetian.

The reason why Ye Xuan chose to spend the night here was to wait for Ying Zetian to arrive!

Facing the sword that was instantly in front of him, Ye Xuan just smiled lightly.

A huge colorful pagoda soul suddenly appeared above the valley and fell down. In an instant, it covered the black-robed holy corpse controlled by Ye Xuan and Ying Zetian.

The moonlight was shining, and occasionally the sound of insects chirping could be heard in the valley, clear and crisp. The valley had completely returned to calm, and there was nothing unusual, but there was no one there. There was only a colorful soul tower lying on the ground, with light flowing.

When Ying Zetian came to his senses, he had already appeared in a vast expanse of white space.

"You're going to face me alone?" The black-robed Saint Corpse looked around and spoke with a surprised voice, expressing Ying Zetian's surprise.

Right in front of him, Ye Xuan's figure appeared. He had turned into a three-headed, six-armed being, looking at him with a playful expression.

After the fusion of Taihuang Tower and Xing Yutong, a real space was derived. Fighting here is Ye Xuan's home court. This space is completely isolated from the outside world, and not a single bit of the vitality of heaven and earth can enter.

"Are you interested in my blood essence? Where is that blood demon?" Ye Xuan said softly.

The holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian sneered and said, "Why are you asking so many questions? Since you know I want to suck your blood, why don't you wipe your neck clean?"

Ye Xuan shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that I destroyed your martial spirit, but made you a madman. However, since I can destroy you once, I can destroy you a second time."

"Damn it! Do you think you can still defeat me? Die!" Ying Zetian was completely furious when he heard Ye Xuan's words. He shouted loudly, and his black robe fluttered, making a rustling sound. "Golden Rain!"

Countless golden lights like raindrops appeared in front of the black-robed saint corpse, quickly shooting towards Ye Xuan and connecting into a curtain of light.

"Although your holy corpse is powerful, it is not your own power after all." Ye Xuan's eyes were calm. He raised his hands, a dragon roar was heard, and several golden behemoths emerged, roaring and rushing towards him.

It was the Thunder Dragon Soul Skill that he had not used for a long time: Wild and Wild.

However, at this time he could no longer be called Lei Mang, but Lei Long.

There was a loud explosion, and eight thunder dragons dispersed the golden rain, and the aftermath swept out.

“Humph, you are just jealous that I can control such a powerful holy corpse. In front of my holy corpse, not to mention you, even Tianyin Xuannv will have to submit to me!”

Ying Zetian grabbed with one hand, and the powerful force of the second level of the Holy Corpse burst out. Suddenly, an invisible force appeared in the void and bound several thunder dragons, making them unable to break free.

But at this moment, the space above the head of the black-robed holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian suddenly tore open a dark space crack, and the golden thunder flashed out, turning into a dazzling beam of lightning, and fell from the air.

With Ye Xuan's current cultivation level of a semi-saint, when he performs the secret technique of 'Sky Burial', it is no longer a lightning spear, but a column of lightning!

(End of this chapter)