There was no life around him, and he was clearly a refined corpse. However, with Ning Fan's spiritual thoughts, the refined corpse immediately received the order, and punched lightly on the sword test stone in the secret room.

The whole building shook heavily, which made Su Qiu and others secretly surprised.

The sword test stone... shattered!

Even the power of the fist did not decrease, almost smashing the peak Dan-level formation that Ning Fan had placed in the secret room!

But this is just an extremely ordinary punch from this zombie.

"With this corpse, you can fight in the early stage of Yuanying, and even the masters in the middle stage of Yuanying may not be able to destroy this corpse... This corpse's defense is unparalleled, but he is only half a step away from the corpse demon.

The real corpse demon is still a little short of... I wonder how powerful the real corpse demon is... Do you want to see it?"

With a flash of his eyes, he shook the ring of the cauldron and took out a green coffin from the ring.

In the green coffin, the sound of a female corpse rubbing the coffin lid was heard, making Ning Fan's scalp tingle slightly...

But when I think of the resemblance between the female corpse and Mu Weiliang's appearance, I feel less afraid of the female corpse.

"Let me find out a little bit of your secret. I'm offended..."

Ning Fan pointed far away and opened the coffin lid.

And the moment the coffin lid was opened, a deadly murderous intent came out from the green coffin, making the monks in the entire building feel a sense of horror.

"You... deserve to... die..." The female corpse, who looked exactly like Mu Weiliang, immediately targeted Ning Fan with all her murderous intent the moment she appeared!

She has become a corpse demon!

"Black Armor, do it!"

Ning Fan glared and gave an order. The half-step corpse demon's black-armored corpse immediately flashed with black light, punched out, and collided with the female corpse.

But the result of the collision was far beyond Ning Fan's expectation. The black corpse, which could survive the six-turn dragon fire, was easily crushed by the female corpse with one claw. If the black corpse hadn't retreated quickly, it would have been easily torn apart by the female corpse.

It is very possible that it will be broken into pieces.

Ning Fan had a clear understanding of the tyranny of the female corpse after becoming a corpse demon. I am afraid that even ordinary god-forming monks are no match for this corpse...

This is just the corpse demon that has just taken shape. If this corpse demon were allowed to practice for tens of thousands of years, wouldn't even the old monster Suixu have to stay away?!

The moment the black corpse blocked the female corpse, Ning Fan immediately activated the secret room formation, locking the female corpse's feet, and he himself teleported, appeared behind the female corpse, and pressed several yin-harvesting fingers.

The back of the female corpse had been softened by Ning Fan's secret technique, but now it was as hard as iron. Using Ning Fan's physical training technique, when he put a finger on the back of the female corpse, he felt pain as if his finger bones were about to break.

In this way, the Yin-picking finger cannot penetrate into the female body at all...

Being sneak-attacked by Ning Fan with her charm, the female corpse's blank eyes became even more angry.

She vaguely remembered that it was the thin young man in front of her who ruined the innocence of her body. I hate it, I hate it so much!

With one claw reaching down, the danger of death surfaced in his body and mind, making Ning Fan hesitate to drink.

"Black armor!"

The black corpse was summoned and immediately appeared in front of Ning Fan, blocking the killing blow.

The woman's claw pierced the black armor and penetrated the chest of the black corpse. The corpse must not have been alive, otherwise it would have been killed or injured by this claw.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed with a sigh. He once again forgot about the appearance of the female corpse. Without hesitation, he slapped the female corpse on the waist with his palm, put it into the green coffin, and immediately closed the coffin lid.

This coffin seemed to have a very suppressive effect on the female corpse. No matter how she rubbed it, she could not leave the coffin.

"Weiliang... What is your relationship with this corpse..." Ning Fan shook his head. Unless he was stronger than the female corpse, he would never dare to find out the details of the female corpse.

Ning Fan put away the green coffin and looked at the black-armored corpse that was badly damaged just after being refined. Ning Fan smiled bitterly.

In this case, the only way is to refine it again.

However, this black-armored corpse refining is indeed extremely useful. Without this corpse, Ning Fan himself would not dare to open the coffin lid.

This refined corpse is an excellent human shield...

If the black corpse knew that after his death, his body would be used as a shield by Ning Fan, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Outside the secret room, Yin Suqiu and Jing Zhuo gathered outside the door, naturally attracted by the sudden change just now.

"What happened?" Yin Suqiu was quite worried. She knew that Ning Fan was powerful, but the terrifying murderous intent just now was no longer something that a Nascent Soul cultivator could possess... What was that...

"Nothing, just a small matter..." Ning Fan put away the black corpse, smiled slightly, and left the secret room.

Seeing that Ning Fan was fine, Yin Suqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she felt a little weird.

Ning Fan seems to be a little different today. Compared to before, there is a bit more of a monster in his eyes.

In his left eye, there was even an imperceptible starlight, flickering slightly.

One day, this starlight may be able to condense into a demon star, giving Ning Fan new magical powers!

"Let's go, I haven't heard the flute for several days, I guess you've been waiting for a long time." Ning Fan said with a smile.

"Who has been waiting for so long!" Yin Suqiu quietly hid the jade flute behind her back, feeling secretly embarrassed.

She was indeed waiting to play the flute for Ning Fan, but she didn't understand this kind of thinking, and she didn't want Ning Fan to know about it.

As the sun sets, the flute plays again, and the scenery of Zheng Kingdom changes secretly.

Four and a half months have passed and nine months have passed since I left Ningcheng...
Chapter completed!