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

"It's me. You didn't expect that." The middle-aged man sneered. Because of that incident, not only did he lose face in front of the young master, he was also scolded. What's more, the young master was still afraid of Luo San's identity. How could he swallow that?

This is Wuwang City, not Southern Xinjiang. Even if she is killed, can the Southern Xinjiang corpse puppets cause a fight between the two regions for a dead person?

"Since you wanted to lure me and Fellow Daoist Luo out, now that I'm here, you should let the little girl go. Cultivators cannot kill mortals at will. She is just an innocent child." Ling Wanran said lightly.

"No hurry. Wait until you die and Luo Shan comes to find me, then I will release the girl." The middle-aged man pulled a sinister smile.

"Xuan Guizi, this female cultivator has a lot of good things in her hands, treasures that even the Qingyun Sect is coveting. Now that we have encountered her, we cannot miss this opportunity." As for the 100,000 spirit stones, compared with the opportunity of the Donglin Secret Realm in the other party's hands, it is still not worth mentioning.

If this female cultivator did not have any treasure on her, how could Qingyun Sect be willing to offer a reward of 100,000 spirit stones for a foundation-building cultivator.

"Huang Tian, ​​you are right. How can a hundred thousand spirit stones compare to a treasure of opportunity? Let's kill this female cultivator today and seize the treasure and then divide it equally." Xuan Guizi grinned and took out a white flag from his storage bag.

The flag was raised directly, and then Ling Wanran felt the surrounding space change, and the sky above her head turned red as if it was on fire.

The temperature around my body was rising little by little, as if I was being burned in a furnace.

The cultivator's body is already otherworldly, but now she feels that it is unusually heat-resistant. Could it be that the core of this scorching sun formation is made of something special related to fire?

Ling Wanran guessed in her mind and released her spiritual sense to look for anything unusual in the formation.

As a sect disciple, although he is not proficient in the four arts, he still has a basic understanding of them and knows a little about formations.

Their bodies were becoming more and more uncomfortable, so how could Huang Tian and Xuan Guizi give Ling Wanran the chance to find the center of the formation? The two looked at each other and rushed forward together.

Both of them were in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and Xuan Guizi was in the late Qi Refining stage. As a result, Ling Wanran had no time to think about finding a formation, and could only focus on dealing with the attacks of the two.

"You have some skills." Xuan Guizi snorted coldly and took out a big red knife. The blade was flashing red. Every time he swung it, it was filled with rich fire spiritual power and murderous aura.

Seeing this, Ling Wanran's face changed drastically. She took out a defensive magic weapon from her storage bag, activated it, and looked at the two people opposite with a serious expression.

"If you can hand over the storage bag, I can promise you that I will spare your soul for reincarnation." Xuan Guizi said when he saw that his attacks were blocked by the opponent's defensive magic weapon several times.

"Don't think about it!"

Ling Wanran gritted her teeth. This was simply too much. Even if she died, she would not let this person get what belonged to her.

"Okay, in that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Xuan Guizi sneered, and once again injected the spiritual power in his palm into the knife. He jumped into the air, raised the knife in his hand high, and the sharp force of the knife seemed to split the sky and the earth, and smashed it in the direction of Ling Wanran.

"Crack..." Only a "crack" sound was heard from the defensive weapon, and then a crack appeared on it.

Ling Wanran gritted her teeth as she stared at the second knife that was chopped down from mid-air. She looked towards Huang Tian who was not far away. The spiritual power in her body surged, and then she poured all of it into the light sword. She tapped her toes lightly and stabbed Huang Tian with the sword.

Even if she died, she would take someone with her to be buried with her.

"Damn it!" Huang Tian cursed and quickly used his magic weapon to resist, but he didn't expect that although he also had the foundation building cultivation level, he was injured by the opponent's sword.

"boom!"

"Bang!" Two sounds were heard. One was the attack launched by Xuan Guizi in mid-air. The spiritual power of the knife shadow directly shattered the damaged defensive magic weapon on Ling Wanran's body.

The other one is the back house of this yard.

"What's going on?" Xuan Guizi and Huang Tian were both stunned, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in their hearts.

Before they could come to their senses, they saw a white square jade block falling towards them from the sky.

"This is... not good!" Huang Tian felt that this thing looked familiar. When he realized what was happening, his face changed and he stepped back.

"What is that?" Xuan Guizi returned to the ground, looked up, and when he heard Huang Tian's words, he subconsciously avoided it.

"Bang!" The white jade block fell to the ground. Xuan Guizi frowned and looked at Huang Tian.

"It's Luoshan's white jade coffin."

"The white jade coffin of the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?" Xuan Guizi took a few steps back and looked at the white jade coffin vigilantly.

"Why are you so nervous? You two wanted to see me, but now that I'm here, you two don't seem to be very welcoming."

Luo Shan was standing on the top of the wall, holding a little girl in his hands. He didn't look like he was saving someone, but rather arresting someone.

The girl in his arms had her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.

At the door of the wooden house not far away, a female Qi-refining practitioner was staring in the direction of Luo San with her eyes wide open.

"You did it on purpose to let this female cultivator from Qingyun Sect come here so that we can let down our guard." Huang Tian's face looked grim, and he looked at Luo Shan with a strong murderous look.

"How could it be? It's just a coincidence." Luo Shan didn't think too much about it at first, but later when he chatted with the grandparents and grandchildren, he had some guesses in his mind, so he thought of following and taking a look.

As soon as she entered here, she found traces of formations around. She deliberately went around from another place and searched with her spiritual sense, and found something unusual in the wooden house. After seeing the girl and the female cultivator who was practicing Qi Refining, she directly chose to rescue them.

"Stop talking nonsense and dare you come down to fight?" Xuan Guizi said.

"My corpse puppet has already gone down, why shouldn't I dare?" Luo Shan pointed at the white jade coffin.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, this is the Fiery Sun Formation, which can extremely restrain the evil spirits. Do not release the corpse puppets."

Ling Wanran wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. When her defensive magic weapon was broken, she suffered the backlash and her blood surged.

"Scorching Sun Formation, it seems you have prepared a lot." Luo Shan nodded. In this way, the corpse puppet would be somewhat restricted.

"No need for corpse puppets. You are in the middle stage of foundation building, how can you be my opponent?" Xuan Guizi smiled proudly: "Today, I will smash your broken coffin and destroy the evil creature inside."

"How arrogant! Well, let me see if your ability is as big as your tone." Luo San started to retort. His words made Xuan Guizi, who was originally smiling triumphantly, turn face black.

"What a sharp mouth!" Xuan Guizi gritted his teeth and looked at Luo Shan with murderous intent.