Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

The Stinging Mother Beast had just blocked the attack of the Soul Splitting Blade and had not had any time to breathe.

The ghost king then raised his sword and killed him.

There was a ghostly aura above the giant sword, like the aura of death spewing out from hell.

The stinging mother beast's tentacles danced wildly, whipping up strong winds in the sky and smashing them down towards the Ghost King.

At the same time, it moved its body and escaped into the river.

"Bang, bang."

Two collision sounds were heard, indicating that two bronze corpses were coming.

They each wrapped around a tentacle and a pair of sharp claws, tearing wildly.

A silver afterimage flashed past. Taking advantage of the two corpses and one ghost to attract the attention of the sting mother beast, the silver corpse rushed to the sting mother beast.

It was like an angry beast running at high speed, crashing directly into the stinging beast's tall body.

What followed was an extremely brutal close-quarters fight.

The attacks of the three corpses and one ghost fell on the stinging beast like a violent storm.

Meat chunks flying.

In the end, the stinging mother beast failed to return to the river. Under the siege of three corpses and one ghost, its body was beaten to pieces and turned into pieces of meat.

Six Holy Armor Gu swooped in and feasted.

The flesh and blood of monsters is their best food.

Song Wen found a broken skeleton among the broken internal organs.

There was a storage ring on one of the finger bones of the skeleton.

Song Wen raised his hand and took the storage ring into his hand.

My spiritual sense penetrated into it and found that it was a storage ring for abstinence.

He found a jade bottle containing ten thousand years of spiritual fluid.

There are many Buddhist and Taoist magic techniques and spiritual weapons in the storage ring.

Buddhist and Taoist magic requires Buddha nature in order to exert its true power, and is not suitable for Song Wen's practice.

After the Buddhist and Taoist spiritual weapons were re-refined, they could barely be driven, but Song Wen did not lack spiritual weapons, and did not intend to waste energy and spiritual materials on finding someone to re-refine them.

After a quick inventory of the storage rings, Song Wen turned around and walked towards the Yin Yang Weeping Blood Branch.

Uproot the Yin Yang Weeping Blood Branch and put it into a jade box.

Song Wen came to the cold pool.

The cold pool is quite strange. Just standing on the edge of the cold pool, there is a bone-chilling coldness sweeping over me.

Song Wen couldn't help but be a little curious in his heart, what exactly created the cold pool here.

Jiehui's memory and Rong Jingyun's story all show that there are no monsters entrenched deep in the cold pool.

Going deep into the cold pool, there is no need to worry about safety.

Song Wen took back the red-haired ghost general and the two bronze corpses, leaving the ghost king and the Yin corpse behind to protect him in exploring the cold pool.

When he recalled the Holy Armor Gu, the six Gu worms that had already eaten their fill were somewhat reluctant to part with them.

The hibernating beast's physical body is powerful and contains rich spiritual energy.

The six Gu worms only ate a very small part of it before they were full. They were unwilling to abandon the remaining body of the worm.

Song Wen took out an unused storage ring and collected the scattered stumps of the hibernating beast one by one.

Only then did the six Gu worms return to Song Wen's body.

"Plop, plop."

Two sounds like water.

Silver Corpse and Song Wen jumped into the cold pool one after the other.

The Ghost King followed last. When it entered the water, it made no sound, as if it melted directly into the water.

The water of Hantan is bone-chillingly cold.

It didn't have much impact on Silver Corpse and Ghost King.

As the pool of water passed over his body, Song Wen felt as if there were sharp little blades that were constantly cutting his body, as if he was going to be cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

Song Wen activated the "Ten Thousand Poisons Hunyuan Body" and activated the "Zombie King's Blood Training" to transform into a zombie form, and could barely resist the cold.

One corpse, one person and one ghost dived ten miles underwater and arrived at the bottom of the cold pool.

The rocks deep in the cold pool have been invaded by extreme cold all year round, and have become somewhat extraordinary, with a faint metallic sheen.

The cold pool formed the shape of "凵", and Song Wen slowly searched for it in the deepest horizontal passage.

When he walked to the middle of the horizontal passage, he could clearly feel that the chill here was even worse.

As we walked through the middle section, the chill began to slowly subside again.

Song Wen retreated to the middle of the passage and began to search carefully inch by inch.

Finally, he discovered that the chill in a corner at the bottom of the passage was the strongest in the entire cold pool.

Song Wen raised his sharp claw and used the "Netherworld Claw" that he had not used for a long time.

A string of sparks suddenly appeared in the depths of the cold pool.

The hardness of the rock was somewhat beyond Song Wen's expectations.

He clawed with all his strength, leaving scratches less than three inches deep on the rock.

A sharp pain hit his palm, and Song Wen couldn't help but wave his hand.

The extreme cold at the bottom of the cold pool gave him a bone-chilling pain.

Coupled with the force of the rock's shock, his hand was injured.

Song Wen looked at the silver corpse aside and couldn't help cursing himself for being stupid.

Instead of using a silver corpse with copper skin and iron bones and no pain, he actually tried it himself, which was simply asking for trouble.

Song Wen drove the silver corpse and began to dig out the rocks on the ground.

Silver Corpse's physical body was not even a bit stronger than Song Wen's.

It dug up rocks much more easily than Song Wen.

Pieces of hard rock were dug out by the silver corpse's sharp claws.

As the silver corpse continued to dig deeper, the rock below became harder and the chill it released became more powerful.

Not long after, a three-foot-deep shaft was dug out by Silver Corpse.

"boom!"

As the silver corpse's sharp claws penetrated the rock again.

The rock beneath its feet suddenly cracked.

The cracked rock, along with the silver corpse, fell down.

A deep cave entrance suddenly appeared.

A shimmering green light shone from the entrance of the cave.

The water in the cold pool also quickly poured into the cave entrance below.

Song Wen jumped into the shaft and followed the icy torrent towards the cave entrance below.

Below is a cave with less than half an acre of land.

The floor and rock walls of the cave are very flat. It can be seen at a glance that this is a man-made place.

In other words, this is a man-made stone chamber.

In the center of the stone chamber, there is a stone platform one foot high.

On the stone platform, there is an oil lamp the size of a sea bowl.

In the oil lamp, a cluster of green candlelight was beating continuously.

As soon as he entered the stone room, Song Wen felt a biting chill coming towards him.

It is several times better than the ice cold in the cold pool.

Moreover, there was a strong evil aura in this chill.

At this moment, he felt that the flow of spiritual energy in his body had become stagnant.

It was as if this chill could freeze all spiritual energy.

Song Wen used all his spiritual power to fight against the coldness that invaded his body.

He turned his palm over, and a red elixir appeared in his hand.

This elixir is called 'Soul Burning Grass' and it contains strong fire poison. If taken directly, it will be like burning the body.

Those with insufficient cultivation may swallow it by mistake and may be devoured by fire poison and burned to ashes.

The soul-burning grass was used by Song Wen to practice the "Ten Thousand Poisons Hunyuan Body".

Song Wen opened his mouth and swallowed the soul-burning grass.

A burning pain, like fire, rose from his belly.

Then, like a tide, it quickly swept through Song Wen's body.

In half a stick of incense, Song Wen refined most of the poison of the soul-burning grass.

The chill in his body was also partially driven away.