Chapter 47: The Corpse Refiner Appears Below

  "Sister, what are you doing? Directly killing him would be a hundred times better than this!" Hearing that Bai Bing actually wanted to buy back the technique at a high price, Jiao Shixiong's face clearly showed a painful expression, and he said disdainfully.

  "Elder brother, one more thing is not as good as one less thing. Our goal is to build the foundation of our skills." Bai Bing waved her hand and sighed lightly.

  Bai Bing understood that the person in front of her was not someone who could be easily dealt with. Previously, she didn't know what kind of object he had used to create such a huge hole. If he only had one or two of them, it would still be manageable, but if he had more...

  At the thought of a massive explosion, Bai Bing felt a chill run down her spine. Although the difference in strength between the two sides was quite large, that was under equal conditions. If the opponent had more talismans and treasures, and didn't mind suffering losses to force their way through, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would have to temporarily retreat from the attack.

  As for the conversation between the two, Wang shook his head and said: "What a pity! If you had said so from the beginning, I would have really considered it, but now it's impossible!"

  Wang Fei's gaze was sharp, looking at Jiao Shixiong beside Bai Bing, the other party had a strong killing intent towards himself, and would not simply hand over the foundation-building method.

  "Hmph, junior sister, look at this guy, he doesn't drink when offered a toast and instead drinks the penalty wine. Can't blame me for that." Jiao Shixiong's face twisted into an even more sinister smile, and before Bai Bing could react, he raised his hand and pointed at Biyin Gun.

  In an instant, the Biyin spear let out a long whistle, its light bursting forth in great radiance. The spear's body suddenly enlarged from one foot to three feet in length, emitting a rolling cold aura throughout.

  Bang bang bang, the silver gun's muzzle suddenly shot out three crystal-shaped cones, shooting towards Wang Fei.

  "Out!"

  Wang Fei's body retreated backward, and he produced three protective talismans, forming a triple-layered light screen in front of him. Immediately afterward, Wang Fei took out a small gray-white flag from his bosom.

  Heads on stakes!

  The White Bone Flag was raised, and a faint aura of death emanated from it, striking the heart with coldness. The clear sky immediately turned dark and gloomy. Wang Fei gazed at the flag in his hand, which was only the size of a palm, and his usual calm eyes suddenly chilled.

  Wang Fei transferred the spiritual energy inside his body, and with a burst of energy, the Hundred Corpse Banner suddenly grew with a loud whooshing sound, facing the wind and growing from the size of a palm to as tall as a person, and finally reaching an astonishing length of several zhang.

  Suddenly, a rolling grey-white corpse gas spewed out from the flag and spread throughout the entire forest.

  At the moment when the hundred corpses flag appeared, those three conical objects also approached the light screen. With a loud crash, the sharp conical objects pierced through the three layers of light screens in succession and instantly arrived before Wang Fei.

  Wang Fei immediately felt the air around his body, under the attack of this cone-shaped object, was in a state of inward collapse, and the surrounding atmosphere was even more oppressive, making it hard for him to breathe.

  "Out!"

  At the critical moment, Wang Fei gritted his teeth and pinched his finger to make a drop of blood fall on the flag.

  "Wooo..."

  At the moment when blood dripped onto the flag, the Hundred Corpses Flag let out wave after wave of mournful whistling sounds. The birds and beasts in the surrounding forest, upon hearing this sound, were frightened to the point of abandoning their nests and fleeing from the area.

  Bai Bing stood facing Wang Fei, witnessing the appearance of such a strange object with her own eyes. A chill rose up, and beside her, Jiao Shixiong's ferocious expression changed to one of terror.

  "Clang!"

  At the same time, a dull tremor sounded, and three grayish-white bony claws emerged from three directions of the Hundred Corpses Flag, grasping the three conical bodies that flew over, making a cracking sound, and pinching them into a piece of powder.

  "This..."

  Bai Bing saw the three skeletal claws suddenly crush the three silver cones that shot out of the Biyin gun, and her heart felt a chill. She only felt a cold air on her back, while Jiao Shixiong beside her looked even more unsightly. He no longer dared to underestimate Wang Fei.

  The strength of a cultivator is composed of many factors, including innate talent, cultivation level, and the power of their magical tools. Although Wang Fei's cultivation level was lower than theirs, the small grey-white flag in his hand made them deeply wary.

  When Bai Bing and Jiao Shixiong were nervous about the appearance of the Hundred Corpses Flag, Wang Fei turned his spiritual power around and struck again.

  The wailing and howling sounds came again, and the birds in the forest, hearing this sound, abandoned their nests and flew away from the place.

  Immediately afterwards, in the three directions of the Bai Shi flag, a whirlpool appeared in each direction, and from them walked out three corpses with disheveled hair, green faces, and fangs, their bodies emaciated!

  Three Corpse Refiners!

  Three corpses, covered in a layer of white fur all over their bodies, with a thin layer of scales covering them. As soon as they appeared, they sprayed a mouthful of black mist at Bai Bing and Focused Brother.

  The plants on the edge, as soon as they came into contact with the black fog, rose up a burst of black smoke and completely melted away.

  Seeing this scene, Bai Bing and Jiao Shixiong only felt a chill run down their spines, and their whole body trembled with fear.

  "Go!"

  Wang Fei ignored the shocked expressions of the two and gave orders to these corpse-refining people.

  Upon receiving the command, the corpse's eyes burst forth with a crimson glow, revealing an excited expression as it let out a loud wail and stretched out its two bony claws towards Bai Bing and the others.

  "Brother, let's go!"

  At the moment of making a fortune, Bai Bing lightly bit her lip and took out a pale green talisman, which was exactly the spiritual symbol she had bought to escape after the dispute with Wang Fei last time.

  With a hiss, the spirit symbol rose under the urging of Bai Bing's spiritual power, sending up a wisp of blue smoke. At this moment, the three refined corpses also arrived at the place where the two were standing.

  "Hiss, three corpses fell to the ground, smoke dispersed, pounced on nothing, and suddenly let out a resentful scream, claws waving wildly, wanting to vent the discontent in their hearts."

  "Come back!"

  Seeing the two use the Ling symbol to leave, Wang Fei slightly frowned and gave another order to Lian Shi.

  Receiving Wang Fei's command, Lian Shi was extremely unwilling, but under the law of blood sacrifice, he had no choice but to obediently return and re-submerge into the Hundred Corpses Flag.

  The corpse was retracted, the surrounding corpse energy greatly reduced, and the gray sky also recovered its clarity. Wang Fei glanced at a distant place with a cold expression and said lightly: "This time it's over."

  In his heart, he was extremely unwilling, but there was no way out. The other party had a spirit symbol that could be used multiple times. Even if he himself could return to the place where they first appeared, what about the second time, the third time?

  Wang Fei didn't have the energy to deal with it, for now he had to rush back to Shandong, then go into seclusion and strive to break through to the late stage of Lingyuan.

  Since this trip, Wang Fei had never yearned for power so much. In the Cultivation Realm, only those with strong strength could reach a safe place.

  Feeling this way, Wang Fei was unwilling to linger outside and stayed within the sect, where it was temporarily safer. After all, no one knew that he was a disciple of Danfeng Sect.

  Then, after looking around and finding no one in sight, Wang Fei transformed into a red light and flew towards the direction of the sect.

  ……

  "Master Mo, look here, these plants seem to have been invaded by some kind of terrible toxin."

  After Wang Fei left, a group of five people appeared in the original place, wearing the attire of Danfeng Sect disciples. The one in the middle was majestic and handsome, known as Master Mo.

  "Let's go, these people have nothing to do with us, our goal has been achieved."

  Mo Shixiong waved his hand and, disregarding the expressions of several people behind him, transformed into a flash of light and left. The several people behind him exchanged glances with each other and also followed after him.

  …………

  Rolling on the ground, asking for collection, asking for recommendation~~~~~~~~~~~