Chapter 314 - Corpse Puppet

  "One of my worm kings has been destroyed!"

  In the boundless sea, there is a huge stone island.

  A thousand feet deep in the stone island, there is a dark cave.

  A blood light shot out and suddenly stopped, revealing a monk with a gloomy face inside.

  The monk was wearing a blood-colored robe. As the robe shook, the blood light changed in depth. There were many faint insect shadows on the surface, which seemed to be slowly crawling inside the robe.

  An insect with a body made of twisted blood vessels and countless tiny blood-red tentacles at the end flew out of the darkness.

  It was the blood-coagulated Yin worm that appeared in large numbers on the archipelago.

  The blood worm fluttered its two pairs of light red wings and made a strange cry to the blood-robed monk.

  Then, the blood-colored robe on the monk's body glowed with blood, and blood gurgled in the cavity of the blood-coagulated Yin worm. It drilled into the blood robe from somewhere and turned into one of the countless insect shadows.

  The blood seeped into the robe, making the robe a little darker.

  "Oh? Is there anyone in this sea area who can kill your blood-coagulated Yin insect king?"

  A soft voice sounded from not far away.

  The owner of the voice was a short monk, only as tall as a normal person's waist.

  In front of him, a corpse stood quietly.

  The short monk's fingers softened and split into a brush shape. His arms stretched out, soft as if boneless, and drilled into the dark and empty pupils in the corpse's ears.

  After a few breaths, his arms stretched out and returned to their normal appearance. Some of the remains of the original owner's death lingered on his fingertips. Behind

  him, there were dozens of blue-gray mounds of earth, like graves. A human skin flag was inserted on each mound, and many strange runes were painted on the surface.

  From time to time, the mounds vibrated slightly, causing the flag to tremble, as if something evil was buried inside.

  Whether it was the blood-robed monk or the short boneless monk, they all had the cultivation of the late foundation-building period.

  "Each blood-coagulated Yin worm king is closely related to my mind, so I can naturally sense its death."

  The blood-robed monk said with great sorrow. The worm king needs to be killed from hundreds or thousands of ordinary blood-coagulated Yin worms. It is extremely difficult to cultivate. He has gone through decades to have three worm kings.

  Each worm king has a certain intelligence and can control a large number of ordinary blood-coagulated Yin worms. The ability to suck and store blood is more than ten times that of ordinary blood-coagulated Yin worms. At the same time, it has a strong strength, not inferior to ordinary early foundation-building monks.

  It is so precious and rare, how can he not be angry and sad!

  "Hehe!"

  The short monk laughed sarcastically, and his skin kept shaking during the laughter, as if there was no flesh and blood to support it.

  "If you hunt geese all day, you will be pecked by geese sooner or later. I told you a long time ago that you should not pay attention to the island monks, and just suck some sea fish and sea beasts honestly."

  "But you just didn't listen, and coveted the wonderful taste of human blood, and ended up missing it, right?"

  He brushed the corpse in front of him inch by inch, as if he was creating the most exquisite work of art in the world.

  "What's the point of you saying sarcastic words at this time?"

  The blood-robed monk replied sinisterly.

  "If it weren't for these insects of mine controlling many casual cultivators to come here and suck the blood out of their bodies, could you get so many corpse puppets so easily? Could you clean them up so easily?" The

  corpses that the short monk was brushing were called corpse puppets, and the refining method was extremely vicious.

  A complete corpse of a cultivator was required, and the blood inside was drained, and all the muscles and internal organs were taken out, leaving only the skin and bones.

  Then it was filled with special materials, buried in a place of yin energy, and nurtured for a period of time with magic tools, yin energy, runes, etc., to obtain a special puppet.

  This type of corpse puppet is much more difficult to refine than an ordinary puppet, but the advantages are also obvious, with stronger strength, more means, and easier control.

  "It should be a disciple of a major sect on an island somewhere, or an old immortal from a family who took action to deal with your spiritual insects."   

  The short monk speculated that the insect king had a very high intelligence. If he found that there were several foundation-building monks lying in ambush, he would definitely flee and would not face them head-on.

  Only those disciples of the big sects who had a hundred means, or the old monks who had accumulated many years of experience, could quickly eliminate the blood-coagulated Yin insect king in a one-on-one situation.

  "Maybe."

  The blood-robed monk suppressed his anger.

  "You want to go and take revenge? But do you know who it is?"

  "If you don't know, if you make a big noise and attract the attention of the big sect, wouldn't our years be wasted in vain?" "

  Before finding that secret realm, I suggest you don't make trouble. Once you find it, I won't care what you do."

  There was a warning in the short monk's tone.

  The two of them accidentally got a rare treasure. From the few words on it, they speculated that there was an undiscovered secret realm hidden in this area of ​​the Infinite Sea. Therefore, they hid on the stone island together and searched for the location of the secret realm.

  Unfortunately, more than two years have passed, and there is still no trace of the secret realm. The blood in the blood-robed monk's robe has consumed a lot of blood, so he replenished it nearby.

  At first, the target was the surrounding sea fish and sea beasts. As time passed, it shifted to the sea-going cultivators. In the end, he even wanted to sneak into the archipelago to eat his fill.

  But he didn't expect to lose a rare blood-coagulated Yin worm king.

  "I will be careful."

  The blood-robed monk turned into a blood light and flashed into the dark cave.

  In the spiritual field.

  Lu Xuan has been sitting on the Diaoyutai for a while, without being affected by the outside world.

  After solving the evil crisis on Kongming Island, his mission has been completed, and all other follow-ups are left to Song Yu to deal with.

  During this period, there were also foundation-building cultivators from other islands. After learning that the evil problem on Kongming Island had been solved, the family forces came to Lu Xuan and asked for support and help. Lu Xuan

  used the injury as an excuse to politely refuse. He basically stayed in the yard, cultivating spiritual plants and raising spiritual beasts.

  From Song Yu, it was learned that after the blood-coagulated Yin worms had plagued the cultivators of the archipelago for more than half a month, they all disappeared silently overnight.

  I don't know if they have all been solved or they took the initiative to escape from the archipelago.

  Lu Xuan was not at all slack in his heart. He knew very well that there were evil cultivators behind these evil insects.

  The person who could cultivate evil insects with the cultivation level equivalent to the early stage of foundation building was likely to be at least in the middle stage of foundation building.

  Therefore, he was not careless at all, and he made an appointment with Shi Zhong and Zhou Bingyu to help each other.

  In this evil insect invasion incident, because Kongming Island was well prepared, and Lu Xuan attacked with thunder and lightning, and completely eliminated the evil insects in the first time, the surrounding sea area suffered the least damage.

  The most deaths were casual cultivators. Only a few mid-level Qi training cultivators of the Song family died, and some cultivators were injured.

  Among the other islands, Chongning Island was among the ones that suffered heavy losses due to the lag in news and the relatively weakened strength.

  In addition to the similar number of casual cultivators, several high-level Qi training cultivators of the Ning family died, which made the Ning family, who were in the sea area eroded by the phaseless algae, even worse.

  After Lu Xuan roughly understood the situation of the archipelago, he no longer paid attention to it and devoted himself to his own spiritual field. The third-grade rock-shelled turtle egg is about to break   　out

  of its shell under the efforts of the wind falcon's round belly.   (End of this chapter)