Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

Chapter 192 Take it back

In a grassland tribe, Song Guili and Su Jue led a group of disciples from the sect and ran into the cultivators of the Demon Devouring Sect.

"Hand over the skull of the Soul Devourer!"

Xiao Rong and Yin Zizhan stood in front of the Dongyue monks, and behind them a group of barbarians holding torches were coming towards them with angry roars.

"They stole the holy objects left by the priests. Catch them!"

"Hand over the things, otherwise I don't mind cooperating with these barbarians." Yin Zizhan threatened with a gloomy face.

"Demon cultivators, anyone can kill them, kill them. We, the righteous cultivators, have never been afraid of demon cultivators." The disciples of Wuji Sect angrily looked at these demon cultivators who wanted to take advantage.

In order to prevent Sifang World from becoming another place of absolute spiritual destruction, they were willing to sacrifice the lives of their fellow disciples in order to seize the beast bone that locked up their destiny.

And what about these demon cultivators?

They are so shameless for their own selfish desires.

"In that case, let's fight." Song Guili said expressionlessly. The sword in his hand shook slightly, and a sharp sword energy went towards Yin Zizhan.

After fighting for a while, the barbarians soon caught up with them. They did not dare to use the righteous or evil methods. In their eyes, these people were outsiders and their enemies.

The demon cultivators also realized at this time that in the eyes of these barbarians, they were no different from the Dongyue cultivators.

I felt regretful, but now that things had come to this, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight it out.

When Luo Shan and others returned to the outside of the restaurant, they saw corpses all over the ground and the smell of blood in the air made them feel uncomfortable.

Luo San and the others looked at each other, and finally Ling Wanran spoke.

"stop!"

"Even if you kill everyone here and leave this world, you cannot become a cultivator." The voice was filled with spiritual power, resounding among everyone present.

The people of Chu didn't believe it at all and ignored Ling Wanran.

Seeing this, Luo Shan sneered, released the corpse puppet, jumped onto the white jade coffin, looked down at the chaotic scene below, and finally pulled out the black whip and whipped the place below that had made the man lose his mind.

Luo San swung the whip, but did not distinguish between friend and foe, but directly whipped the white jade coffin seven times.

"Stupid thing, your national teacher is already dead."

"Even if you kill us, you still won't be able to get the magic weapon in our storage bag."

"You used demon marrow... oh, or rather dragon meat. Although it improved your physique, it has completely cut off your chance of becoming an immortal."

This Monster Refining Powder was created by a group of cultivators without spiritual roots. Monsters are not good creatures, so how could they consider these mortals? They let all mortals eat the Monster Refining Powder in order to restrain these cultivators.

"You are spreading rumors to confuse the people. The Imperial Master is the hope bestowed by God on our Chu State. How could he die..."

The people of Chu below were very excited when they heard Luo San's words.

"God's hope..." Luo Shan was speechless, looking at the people below:

"A monster, and you actually regard him as hope."

"If you don't believe it, you can use the spirit-testing disk to test it. If you don't believe what we say, then you won't question the spirit-testing disk."

Si Qianning followed closely.

"We will trust you once, but if you lie to us, don't even think about leaving here alive tonight."

After a while, the people of Chu were already feeling very uneasy because of what Luo Sansi Qianning and others said.

If this is true, then why are they fighting so hard?

Praying in their hearts that these outsiders were deceiving them, the people of Chu looked very unhappy, and their lost rationality gradually returned.

The people of Chu looked at the cultivators from the Four Directions Realm with anticipation. After they took out the spirit-testing plates from the hands of the casual cultivators, they quickly began to test the spiritual root attributes of the people of Chu.

The atmosphere became more and more depressing. After one, ten, or twenty people, no one's spiritual roots were detected, and the light in these people's eyes gradually dimmed.

"You originally had spiritual roots in your body, but because you took the Demon Refining Powder, your spiritual roots have become useless." Ling Wanran shook her head regretfully, looking at the person in front of her, her eyes, which had originally lit up when she heard that she had spiritual roots, gradually dimmed.

"Is it really impossible for me to become an immortal?" The man's face turned pale, and he recalled what the national teacher had said to them during the day of the heaven sacrifice.

Ling Wanran shook her head and said nothing more.

After the people here finished the test, the scene became very quiet.

There were corpses all around them, but they seemed unaware. They just lowered their heads, in extreme despair.

If there was no hope, they wouldn't expect so much.

"We were deceived. The Imperial Master deceived us. Your Majesty deceived us!"

"There is no hope, there is no hope!"

The crowd rushed towards the imperial city and collided with the guards.

The leading general looked at these ragged, sad-looking people with startled expressions. Then he thought of what he had heard before and became furious:

"Those so-called outsiders are too much of a bully. His Majesty has said that those outsiders who break into the territory of Chu must be killed without mercy. If you meet an outsider, you can get five catties of dragon meat for every one you kill."

After the general had finished speaking, he was surprised to find that these people were staring at him with red eyes.

He was stunned at first, then said:

"Your Majesty has treated you so well, and you are so touched. If His Majesty knew about this, he would definitely..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a large group of people rushing towards him.

Dragon meat!

It was the dragon meat that His Majesty gave them that made it impossible for them to become cultivators!

Because these people used the Demon Refining Powder, their bodies are naturally much stronger than those of ordinary mortals.

"Crazy, crazy!"

"What are you doing!"

The general was besieged by several people, his face turned blue with anger and he roared angrily.

"The State of Chu is in chaos. We must leave as soon as possible." Gu Qingcheng frowned. She didn't know why, but ever since she saw the Demon-Breaking Pearl, she had a vague sense of uneasiness in her heart.

"Fellow Daoist Ling said before that the formation in the imperial city is not the main formation. We only destroyed this formation. Now we need to find the location of the main formation as soon as possible."

"Okay." Luo Shan nodded and looked at Gu Qingcheng.

Luo Shan looked at the corpses all over the ground, thought for a moment and said to the monk with corpse puppets:

"Take these intact bodies with you first."

"Do you want to take these from the Chu people?" The corpse puppet monk went to pick up the corpses happily. The dead monks were already dead objects and could be easily taken away by putting them in a storage bag.

"Luo Shan, you said before that you would lead us to earn spirit stones, and it really is true. If we bring these corpses back to the clan, we can get a lot of resources."

The corpse puppet monk spoke excitedly, looking at the corpses all over the ground, he was stunned with joy.

"The Chu people should also bring a few complete bodies back for the elders to study."

Although the Chu people are not cultivators, they have demonic marrow in their bodies. I think it may be of some use if we study it carefully.

The monks around listened to the words of the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet Monk with dark faces.

I despised their behavior in my heart, but I didn't dare say it out loud.