Chapter 526: The Clone of Curse Eye and the Soul of Demon Fetus!

The king of the Xing Clan sauntered over to the incarnation of the Heavenly Corpse.

However, he saw the incarnation of the sky corpse lying in a pool of blood, the essence and blood in the body were lost, and the Nascent Soul collapsed, leaving only the body of the sky burial.

He snorted coldly:

"You don't know your own abilities, and even a mere ant dares to use the secret method of shortening your life span."

He pointed casually, and the sky burial's body slowly floated, and he said to himself:

"It's a good body, perfect for refining the cursed pupil clone."

After saying that, he actually stretched out his finger, inserted it into the vertical eye between his eyebrows, and dug out a bloody eyeball!

The eyeball seemed to be alive, sinking directly into the sky burial's forehead.

The monarch recited a strange spell in his mouth, and the surging spell power spurted out, turning into a strange black light.

The sky burial's body was wrapped in black light, forming a large cocoon.

After a while, the big cocoon burst, and the Sky Burial emerged from the cocoon, unexpectedly coming back to life.

Its image changed drastically, turning into the look of the King of the Punishing Clan, with a blood-red vertical eye between its eyebrows.

The king of the punishment clan nodded lightly:

"You're here."

Sky Burial opened his mouth and responded:

"I am coming."

The king of the Xing clan smiled:

"You don't have the laws of the astral world in your body. Go to the Xuanhuang Realm for me and help the son of the Xing clan to pull out the Yuhua City."

Sky Burial nodded in agreement, turned around and flew away into the distance.

It turns out that what the Thousand-Armed Lord cast was a supreme spell called the Cursed Eye Clone.

Using a natural spiritual pupil as a guide and curse power as a basis, a cursed pupil clone was condensed.

The cursed pupil clone is different from the incarnation technique of Xuanhuang Realm. It can create many clones without much limit on the number.

Moreover, each avatar is an independent individual, with its own emotions, anger, and thoughts, and there is no priority between them.

Therefore, it occasionally happens that the cursed pupil's clone becomes the guest and devours the original mother body.

The king's body could not enter the Xuanhuang Realm, so he wanted to refine a cursed pupil clone to do it for him.

Naturally, using the Nascent Soul cultivator originally from the Xuanhuang Realm as the body can minimize the interface repulsion force.

As for the agreement they made with the old monster from the country of Da Li, the king didn't take it very seriously.

I promise ≠ I execute.

The God-level combat power does not make a move ≠ The God-forming clone does not take action.

Speaking of which, the incarnation of the Heavenly Corpse was also unlucky, and happened to hit the muzzle of the Punishing Clan's Monarch.

Otherwise, with the destructive power he showed before, it would not be worthy of the Lord's personal action.

After the King of the Punishing Clan successfully refined the cursed pupil clone, he stepped on a dark cloud and left.

There was only a pool of bright red blood left on the spot, slowly drying up in the wind.

Half a day later, the Maharaja suddenly appeared above the ground.

It turned out that his departure just now was just an illusion, and the real body was lurking in the sky and watching.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual on the battlefield, the Thousand-Armed Lord laughed at himself:

"It seems that I have been worrying too much. He is just a little guy in the Nascent Soul Realm. It is normal for him to die directly after using the secret method of reducing life span."

"Besides, I have checked before and found that his Nascent Soul has also collapsed."

This time, he stepped on the dark clouds and truly left.

A few days later, a weed seed suddenly began to sprout in the place covered by the sky burial essence and blood.

Then, it absorbed the essence and blood around it and began to grow rapidly, growing into a small grass, and then bloomed into a white flower.

The white flower bloomed, and a faint soul shadow emerged from it. It was the remnant soul left by Bai Yu in the incarnation of the Sky Corpse.

This remnant soul turned into an imperceptible white light, mixed in the moonlight and fled into the distance.

"Thanks to my cleverness, I blew up the blood baby to interfere with the attention of the king of the punishment clan, and then used the secret method in the soul of the demon fetus to transform the soul into an invisible and qualityless existence like a demon, and then used wood magic to attach it to a grass seed among.”

"Otherwise, this soul fragment will also have to be wiped out by him."

"The King of the Punishment Clan, right? I've written it down in the little black book for you. When the time comes, I'll dig up the grave for you and replace the bones of your ancestors with Ultraman."

He has already decided that the starting price of the ancestral tomb of this king of the Xing Clan will be nineteen generations.

While secretly getting angry, he quickly shuttled through the air in the form of a wandering soul.

Even the monk Yuanying cannot be exposed for a long time and must find a body to hide as soon as possible.

After flying for several days, Bai Yu felt that he had lost a lot of soul power.

Finally, he saw a military camp from a distance, and took advantage of the night to go to the military tent.

In the central tent, Xing Qing was lying on the bed recovering from his injuries.

At this moment, the scene where he was defeated by Bai Yu kept replaying in his mind, as well as the words Bai Yu left behind, "Practice more."

Fellow Taoist Master Tianzhi, whom he considered his lifelong rival in the past, was actually able to defeat him.

This was very unacceptable to him.

It's like a group of people joking around and calling themselves noobs, but it turns out that others are just talking about it and keeping their secrets behind their backs.

He is the only one who is really good at it, leaving nothing behind.

"How could this happen? Even fellow Daoist Heavenly Corpse Daoist can defeat me!"

He couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, a faint, almost invisible brilliance shone on him along with the moonlight and quietly disappeared into his mind.

The Secret Technique of the Heavenly Demon*The Soul of the Demon Fetus!

It can divide the thoughts of the soul, invade the opponent's soul, subtly influence the opponent, and finally seize it!

Of course, the conditions for performing this technique are also very harsh.

It can only be used on people whose soul power is far lower than your own, and the opponent's will must be lacking.

At this moment, Xing Qing suddenly figured out something in his mind:

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Tianshi must have used a life-threatening secret method and spent a great price to defeat me."

"He is my destined enemy, I must not lose to him!"

Thinking of this, he dragged his unhealed body to an open space and began to swing the snake-shaped strange blade.

He practiced the sword technique over and over again.

At this time, Bai Yu's soul fragments had already parasitized Xing Qing's mind, and could even slowly read Xing Qing's thoughts.

Xing Qing's mental method at the time of practice, as well as his thoughts and ideas, could not be hidden from Bai Yu at all.

A prompt came from the Burial World Record.

[Watch Xing Qing practice the sword technique and obtain the sword technique Golden Snake Dance (incomplete version). ]

[Golden Snake Dance, mid-level heavenly grade, can be integrated with the Swallowing Heaven Martial Scripture. ]

No wonder Xing Qing is so weak, a great curse master, comparable to the existence of the Nascent Soul, but his main practice is just a mid-level heavenly grade sword technique.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't have a better technique, but his comprehension is too low, so he can only choose a sword technique that doesn't require high standards.

Bai Yu's heart moved slightly, and he selected several powerful sword techniques from his memory and merged them with the Golden Snake Dance.

Then, in a subtle way, he slowly transferred some of the improved insights to Xing Qing's mind.

Xing Qing suddenly felt that his sword technique was a little sharper.

He was stunned. Could this be the legendary epiphany?

The sword technique in his hand danced faster and faster, and it was extremely smooth.

This made him suddenly feel heroic:

"Come on, fight with me, I feel so strong now!"