Chapter 62

A figure walked slowly with a dim lantern, and a flock of red-eyed crows kept circling behind this figure, making strange calls.

The thin man saw the man's face clearly and said in surprise: "It's the old man from the inn!"

"Yes, it's the old man." The old man in the inn smiled softly, and the dim yellow lantern swayed, reflecting his shadow on the wall.

"Both your son and daughter-in-law were directly refined into corpses by you?" Wang Qi smiled sarcastically.

The old man had no reaction to this, but said coldly: "For these two refined corpses, I have paid too much. Today you will destroy them if you want, so I will let you stay and make up for this gap!"

The thin man was furious: "Old bastard! You killed my eldest brother and you want to harm me? Are you looking for death?!"

Due to the system prompts, the recommended level of the dungeon is level 4, which is the realm of heartbeat or level 6 warrior.

The thin man happened to be a sixth-grade martial artist, so he didn't hesitate and started scolding him directly.

A coldness flashed in the old man's eyes. He shook the lantern in his hand, and the dim light was immediately extinguished, and black air came out from it and rushed towards the thin man.

The long knife in the thin man's hand was slashed out, and the light of the knife was quite bright.

However, it had no effect on the black energy.

Black air poured into the skinny man's mouth and nose. Soon, the skinny man's whole body was twisted, and his muscles were trembling spasmodically.

Wang Qi watched coldly, motionless.

"Little Taoist priest, don't you want mercy? Why don't you save him?" the old man sneered.

The skinny man's body shriveled up quickly, as if all his flesh and blood had been squeezed dry. He fell to the ground motionless and breathless.

Looking at all this, Wang Qi shook his head indifferently: "I am not a Taoist priest. Does it matter whether that guy is alive or dead?"

It seems that he did not expect Wang Qi's answer. The old man was slightly stunned, and then he burst out laughing. After laughing for a while, he stopped and said: "Isn't it good to have an extra helper? Or, little Taoist priest, do you think you can do it yourself?"

Is one person enough?”

"First, I am not a Taoist priest, and second, I do think I am enough on my own." Wang Qi said seriously.

The old man in front of him could only express the state of heartbeat through his cultivation aura, but his aura was stronger than Wang Qi's, and was somewhere between heartbeat and spiritual silence.

However, it does not pose much of a threat to Wang Qi.

In addition to being a Qi practitioner in the heart state, Wang Qi is also a fifth-level martial artist.

No matter what, I shouldn't lose to this old man.

The old man chuckled and said slowly: "Little guy, self-confidence is not a good thing. Do you really think that I am just an ordinary monk in the heartbeat state? If that is the case, then I will live to be a dog even at my age.

On your body?"

Wang Qi raised his eyebrows. What other background does this old man have? Seeing this, Wang Qi sneered: "What? No matter how powerful you are, aren't you just a Heartbeat Realm monk?"

"I know you are irritating me with your words, but because you are about to die, I will make it clear that I was once a Nascent Soul monk, but I only used my cultivation to cultivate this place and make it an excellent corpse refining place.

My cultivation has just fallen all the way to this exciting state." The old man said proudly.

"So what?" Wang Qi scorned.

"So what?" The old man was stunned, and then said angrily, "Boy, you are too arrogant! I have lived for hundreds of years, and even though my cultivation level is no longer Yuan Ying, the understanding of Taoism I once had is enough to

Get rid of your kid!"

"You think...forget it, there is no need to say more to a dying person."

Wang Qi said coldly, then raised the long sword in his hand, and blasted the old man with a blazing sword light. With Xu Qiang's Dao Fruit left behind, he is just an old guy who was once in the Nascent Soul realm. How can he gain experience in cultivation?

Can he defeat Xu Qiang who can kill demons and immortals?

The lantern in the old man's hand shook slightly, and the black energy emitted, forming a giant black hand that tightly captured the sword light.

The old man stared and shouted, then waved his black hand and crushed the sword light into pieces.

Wang Qiqi stepped forward and was in front of the old man in the blink of an eye. His long sword danced and the Falling Flower Sword Technique was activated.

Before Xu Qiang's Taoist enlightenment was within the Dao Fruit, Wang Qi used the Luohua Sword Technique. His sword energy was numerous, dense and sharp at the same time. After obtaining the Dao Fruit, the Luohua Sword Technique has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The world's great road leads to the same destination through different paths, even though Xu Qiang's Tao fruit only contains the enlightenment of Taoism and has nothing to do with the way of swordsmanship.

However, after Wang Qi broadened his horizons and gained a Taoist understanding, he used Luo Hua Sword Technique again, and the effect was completely different.

A crimson mist appeared, and petals glowing red appeared out of thin air.

The old man looked at the mist mixed with petals, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Then he shook the lantern harder, and more black air floated out, heading towards Wang Qi who was performing the Falling Flower Sword Technique.

When the billowing black air touched the crimson sword mist, it made a stabbing sound.

Wang Qi's expression remained unchanged, and several rays of sword light shot out from the sword mist. He ignored the black energy and went straight towards the old man.

"Ding! Ding!"

The sword light fell on the old man, and Wang Qi's expression condensed.

"There are warriors or body-refining monks in the world who have attained enlightenment by relying only on their physical body. The power of the physical body is far beyond your imagination."

A black wave flashed across the face of the old man who was hit by the sword light, and then he chuckled.

"Madman!" Wang Qi cursed in a low voice.

The old man was neither a martial artist nor a body-refining monk. When he was hit by two sword lights, his breath was slightly disordered. It was all because this old madman used the corpse-refining method on himself!

Wang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly and his sword energy calmed down.

The old man looked proud: "Boy, how about it?"

"That's all." Wang Qi shook his head slightly, "Let me see what you have made yourself into!"

After the words fell, Wang Qi let out a loud shout and drew talismans in the void with his hands.

The void serves as a talisman and the fingers serve as pen and ink!

A talisman emitting white light appeared and then fell on Wang Qi.

Wang Qi rushed out and hit the old man hard with his fist.

The old man's body was filled with black aura. He placed the lantern behind him, then stretched out one hand and firmly caught Wang Qi's fist.

"Snapped!"

Their fists touched each other, and the two of them took two steps back at the same time.

The old man looked stunned: "The talisman you just used was to increase your strength?"

Wang Qi sneered: "What? Senior, your ability to refine corpse puppets is actually just getting started? Can even the talismans and seals drawn by an eager boy like me be easily compared with yours?"

The old man's face was solemn, his feet lightly touched the ground, and his whole body swept back as lightly as a swallow.

Wang Qi stumbled to catch up with him, his eyes flashing with sarcasm, and his fists kept coming out.

Even if he doesn't use the dragon-killing fist, Wang Qi's fists, which are fifth-level martial arts masters, are full of fists and taste very good.

The lantern in the old man's hand kept shaking as he retreated violently, and countless black energy surged out, trying to trap Wang Qi, but was shattered by Wang Qi's fist.

"That's all." Wang Qi laughed.

Wang Qi, who kept pumping out his fists, felt so happy.

The old man's face was livid as he dodged all the way. He didn't expect that the many years of refining his body would be no match for the effect of Wang Qi's seal?

"What's the origin of this guy's ferocity?" The old man snorted coldly, and a black light shot out from the lantern and rushed towards Wang Qi.

Wang Qi leaned back sharply and dodged the black light.

Taking advantage of the gap when Wang Qi leaned back, the old man dodged and rushed into the Taoist temple in the village.

"Bang!"

The old man rushed into the Taoist temple like a gust of wind, and the door of the Taoist temple was immediately closed tightly.

Wang Qi rushed to the door of the Taoist temple, without any hesitation, and punched the door panel hard.

The seemingly thin wooden door only trembled slightly and shook off a few grains of dust under Wang Qi's fierce punch.

Seeing this, Wang Qi was stunned. He was extremely convinced that the old man was the final boss of the zombie copy. However, this old man was not called Wude, but he actually acted like a turtle!

"Qiang!"

Wang Qi drew his sword, and the blazing sword light briefly lit up and then went out.

The wooden door shattered.

Wang Qi used his hand to pinch the spell, and a fireball burst into the Taoist temple.

The fireball technique entered the Taoist temple and was subsequently extinguished.

A short moment was enough for Wang Qi to clearly see the scene inside.

Countless black energy poured into the old man's body, filling his withered body and turning him into a strong man.

"I have spent most of my life cultivating my skills. I want to see what you, a boy with a heart-beating state, can do to fight me!"

The old man said coldly.

The Taoist temple is located in a corpse refining ground, in which the old man's cultivation for most of his life has been poured into, in order to make this corpse refining ground grow and refine stronger corpses.
To be continued...