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

"Hahaha, let's see how you can survive." Xuan Guizi grinned and controlled the scroll to move away. This God-Suppressing Seal is a fourth-grade magic weapon that can only be used by a Jindan Zhenren. Although he is now in the late stage of foundation building, using the God-Suppressing Seal once still consumes a lot of his spiritual power.

He could only use it once in the late stage of foundation building. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he was unwilling to use this God-Suppressing Seal.

After putting away the God-Suppressing Seal, Xuan Guizi looked in the direction of Luo Shan, but when he looked, he only saw a white jade coffin lying alone on the ground, and Luo Shan was nowhere to be found.

"Strange, could it be that the Southern Border female cultivator was annihilated by the attack of the God-Suppressing Seal?" Is the attack of the God-Suppressing Seal so terrifying? Not even a corpse was left.

Xuan Guizheng was puzzled when he heard Huang Tian's cry for help.

"Xuan Guizi, help me!" Huang Tian originally thought that he had a good chance of winning against Ling Wanran, who had the same cultivation level as him. However, he did not expect that this female cultivator's swordsmanship made it impossible for him to capture her, and instead he was at a disadvantage.

Seeing his robes being destroyed, Huang Tian asked Xuan Guizi for help.

"Ling Wanran, your friend is dead. I advise you to surrender. I can still leave your body intact and let you enter reincarnation."

Huang Tian saw that Luo San had disappeared and thought that Xuan Guizi had killed him, so he said sternly to Ling Wanran.

Ling Wanran naturally also saw the scene not far away. The moment she saw the God-Suppressing Seal appear, she felt the terrifying pressure. While she was worried about Luo Shan, she became more and more ruthless towards Huang Tian.

Xuan Guizi frowned. Huang Tian was too useless since he couldn't even beat a female cultivator who had just established her foundation. After killing Ling Wanran, he would take the lion's share of the treasures.

Thinking about it, he turned around and walked towards Ling Wanran, but before he arrived, the fire dragon in his palm attacked again.

However, as soon as the fire dragon was thrown out, Xuan Guizi felt a dangerous murderous intent coming towards him from behind. After being shocked, he felt a sharp pain in his chest before he could raise his spiritual shield.

Bright red liquid oozed out from the robes, followed by a light red mist-like liquid that began to flow out from the chest and move behind the body.

Xuan Guizi turned his head and saw a light red water spirit ball slowly spinning in the palm of Luo Shan's hand, who was supposed to be dead on the white jade coffin.

At the back of his heart, a white umbrella pierced his chest directly.

The bright red liquid dyed the umbrella a brilliant red. Xuan Guizi wanted to use his spiritual power to protect his heart meridian, but as soon as he used his spiritual power, he realized that something seemed to be wrong with his body.

There seemed to be a pulling force in his body, as if it was trying to pull his soul out, and every pore was in extreme pain.

By the time Xuan Guizi realized that the blood in his body was being drained away bit by bit, it was too late for him to stop it.

At this moment, he still had a breath left, his body wrapped in wrinkled skin, and the female cultivator from Southern Xinjiang sitting on the white jade coffin leisurely tossed up and down the palm-sized red water ball that had been compressed to the extreme.

"You, you actually..." Xuan Guizi was about to speak, but the umbrella on his chest shrank back and flew back into Luo San's hand.

Xuan Guizi only said half a sentence and then fell down with his eyes open.

After Luo Shan performed the cleaning technique on Zheyao, he looked at the corpse of Xuan Guizi on the ground. Then he made a casual move and a ball of black mist appeared in his hand.

The soul of Xuan Guizi was held in her palm.

The soul in the palm of his hand wailed and asked Luo Shan to spare his life. Luo Shan thought about it and threw the water spirit ball and the soul into the white jade coffin.

She wanted to verify whether the white jade coffin could absorb these powers. The scene she saw inside the coffin just now was really horrifying. It seemed that after returning to southern Xinjiang, she would have to ask the elders about the origin of the white jade coffin.

Such a brutal scene stunned the two people who were still fighting not far away, especially Huang Tian who was already at a disadvantage. Seeing this scene, he had no time to fight with Ling Wanran and just dodged to escape.

Seeing this, Ling Wanran naturally would not let him go, so she flew her sword to block Huang Tian's way, and then she took out several talismans and rushed forward.

Seeing that Ling Wanran was able to win the fight, Luo Shan stopped helping and instead walked to Xuan Guizi's body, took out his storage bag, and then completely destroyed his body.

Ling Wanran on the other side also quickly resolved the battle. After destroying Huang Tian's body, she walked towards Luo Shan and said:

“Fellow Daoist Luo, that piece of rubble is the eye of the formation. If you destroy it, you can leave the formation.” The Fiery Sun Formation was not difficult to break, so after dealing with Huang Tian, ​​she found the eye of the formation.

"Okay." Luo San nodded and sent out a stream of spiritual power. Then the formation was broken and Luo San's feeling of being suppressed also dissipated.

Once the formation was broken, Ling Wanran could see the scene in the yard clearly. It was no different from what she had seen with her spiritual sense before. The yard was overgrown with weeds, and one of the three wooden houses had collapsed.

She looked towards the wooden house and saw a female cultivator lying on the ground at the door. She was the same female cultivator that she and Fellow Daoist Luo had seen at the city gate before, and who had slandered Xiao Tong for stealing her storage bag.

"Let's go out first. That child's spirit is a little strange. It's better to take her back to the rental house and check on her." Luo Shan frowned as he thought of the initial investigation of the girl.

"it is good."

Hearing this, Ling Wanran's heart tightened.

When I got out of the yard, I saw a little girl lying on the ground. Her face was pale and the talismans around her were shining with golden light.

Luo Shan waved his hand to disperse the talismans. Ling Wanran quickly picked up Er Er and walked towards Zeng's yard.

The old man from the Zeng family kept wandering at the door. As time went by, he became more and more worried. He thought that if the girl didn't come back after a few more hours, he would go out to look for her.

Fortunately, his worries soon dissipated. Looking at Luo Shan and the other two people walking from a distance, the old man's eyes were fixed on the girl in Ling Wanran's arms.

"Fairy, what happened to my granddaughter?"

The old man staggered with tears in his eyes, looking at the pale-faced girl with a broken heart.

This is the only bloodline left by his son. If something happens, how will he explain to his son!

"Her life is not in danger, but her soul seems to be injured. I will take a closer look at the situation later." Ling Wanran saw that the old woman looked sad and spoke to comfort her.

“Soul?” The old man’s expression changed, he looked at Lin Wanran, and suddenly knelt down:

"Fairy Ling and Fairy Luo, my granddaughter suffered a spiritual injury in her early years and has never recovered. Now she is in trouble again. I beg you two fairies to help her. If you can save my granddaughter, I am willing to give everything I have."