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

"Did you eat something unclean?"

These two sentences made the black mist, which was already gritting its teeth at Luo Shan, lose all its rationality.

Thinking that all those cultivators had gone into the deep cave to grab the Demon-Suppressing Bell, and there was only a young female cultivator in the early stage of foundation building outside, Black Mist sneered:

"Stinky girl, now that I'm out of trouble, I'll let you know how powerful I am."

As soon as these words fell, a black whirlwind blew up in the surroundings, and an old face laughed strangely and rushed directly towards Luo San.

Luo Shan's face became serious and he jumped down from the white jade coffin. Spiritual power surged in his hands, wrapping his whole body and raising a spiritual shield.

"Single water spiritual root?"

"Yes, although you are a woman, you can cultivate corpse puppets. After you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you can transform the puppet into a clone. In this case, I will gladly accept your body."

He originally wanted to kill Luo Shan, but he changed his mind after seeing the other party reveal the Water Spirit Shield.

Even if he escapes, he must have a body to leave the secret realm. Otherwise, how can he withstand the force of spatial repulsion and teleportation in his soul state?

Since he had to possess someone's body, he would naturally look for a body with excellent qualifications. Although he would rather find a male body, it must be said that the body of a corpse puppet monk was naturally suitable for him to possess.

Well, compared to being trapped in that cave for a thousand years, it is not such a humiliation to just take over a woman's body. To become a strong man, one must not care about trivial matters.

Prepare yourself mentally, and then the black fog will strike again.

This time, in addition to condensing the whirlwind, the black fog also used the pressure of the soul.

Luo Shan felt a little different when she sensed the pressure from the soul, but she reacted quickly. In order to make the effect look more realistic, she even placed part of her consciousness on the corpse puppet.

As a result, Luo Shan, who had only felt a little pressure, turned pale in an instant. Seeing this, Hei Wu sent a hurricane to hit him directly, and hid his soul in the hurricane, intending to use this attack to break into Luo Shan's sea of ​​consciousness and take over his body.

With a "bang", Luo Shan's face suddenly changed and she spat out a mouthful of blood. She didn't expect that the residual force after the corpse puppet's attack would also cause her a lot of injuries.

Without time to think, Luo Shan immediately retreated, keeping a distance from the corpse puppet, and stared at the direction where the black fog had just attacked.

After looking for a long time, he still didn't see the black fog. Seeing this scene, Luo San frowned and became even more vigilant.

He swiftly took out the pill from his storage bag and swallowed it. Several spiritual shields rose up around his body, and then he sent out his spiritual sense to investigate the situation.

But after searching for a long time, there was still nothing in front of him. Luo Shan was about to use his spiritual sense to look inside the cave, but suddenly he found that something was wrong with his corpse puppet.

Could it be that she was seriously injured by the attack she just blocked?

Just as he was thinking about it, Luo Shan discovered that his consciousness in the corpse puppet was under attack.

She subconsciously began to fight back, but she didn't expect that the other party's soul was stronger than hers, and he actually wanted to devour her consciousness that she left in the corpse puppet's soul space.

Heiwu felt something was wrong during his first spiritual battle with Luo Shan. By the time he realized what was happening, he had been locked in the corpse puppet's soul space.

No matter how hard he tried to break through the soul space, it was useless. His entire soul began to be pulled by the power of the contract in the soul space.

Only then did he understand his current situation.

Damn it, this cunning female cultivator actually used this method to imprison him, it is really hateful, hateful!!!

The black fog had just gained freedom for a few breaths before it was trapped again. One can imagine the anger, despair and grief it felt.

He even had the idea of ​​self-destructing in this soul space, but as soon as this thought came up, he felt extremely unwilling.

Yes, he was unwilling to accept this. He had worked hard to become a powerful figure from an unknown little cultivator. He had been trapped in the barrier for thousands of years without self-destructing. If he chose to self-destruct at this moment because he was temporarily defeated by a little foundation-building cultivator, wouldn't he seem like a joke?

Heiwu was filled with hatred, but he had to continue fighting against the spiritual consciousness within the corpse puppet.

Luo Shan naturally also realized the power of the Black Mist Soul. If she continued to fight against it now, her consciousness would definitely be seriously injured.

Looking at the corpse puppet filled with black air, Luo Shan raised the corner of his mouth, and said slowly with cunning in his eyes:

"Since Senior wants these corpses, then I will give them to you."

Anyway, she has a soul contract with the corpse puppet. The black fog wanted to take over her body, but accidentally entered the corpse puppet's body. Now the soul trapped in the corpse puppet's blocked space has to occupy the corpse puppet's body. Even if this soul successfully takes over the corpse puppet in the future, it will only be of benefit to her.

Thinking of this, Luo San’s brows relaxed a lot and he felt relaxed both physically and mentally.

How could the soul in the corpse puppet believe that Luo San had such good intentions? After the spiritual consciousness in the corpse puppet's soul space disappeared, it wanted to follow the suddenly disappeared spiritual consciousness and leave.

The spiritual consciousness, like black fog, rushed left and right in the soul-blocked space. Every time it collided, it was eroded by the formation in the space.

Heiwu was both frightened and anxious, and he didn't dare to struggle any more for the moment. However, he couldn't accept the thought of becoming a corpse puppet and becoming the contracted object of the female cultivator.

"Little girl, I know I am no match for you today. If you are willing to let me go, I will give you everything I know and can do."

"I can swear to the heavens that I will never seek revenge on you in the future."

Seeing that the soul was getting weaker and weaker, the black fog finally couldn't hold on and began to lower its posture.

"Let you go?" Luo Shan chuckled and refused directly:

"I'm sorry, I believe in myself more than the oath to heaven."

Using the spirit of the corpse puppet to seal off the space and swallow up the opponent, although it is a little troublesome and risky, the gains are also quite a lot.

The Nanjiang Corpse Puppet enters the Tao by using the corpse puppet. She first refines the spiritual consciousness and then refines the corpse puppet. After absorbing the opponent's soul, she can make the corpse puppet advance from the initial stage of foundation building to the middle stage in one fell swoop.

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that the soul was resisting more violently, so he stopped talking and concentrated on using the power of the contract in the corpse puppet's body to deal with the black fog soul.