Guo Yi didn't know how many kilometers he was dragged down into the icy cave by the beautiful female corpse, but he felt an abnormal chill around him, and in front of him, everything was crystal clear. The space here was vast, like an underground ice cavern that could hold a gathering of tens of thousands of people. Among the countless white ice crystals, numerous corpses were densely packed, with crimson blood still congealed on their bodies, as if they had just died.

  These frozen corpses were all beautiful women, the blood in their bodies was being sucked out by countless ice crystals that looked like straws.

  Endless blood flowed out of the corpse, flowing through the ice crystal and constantly gathering, flowing into an ice tower in the center of the cave.

  "There were at least a thousand corpses of peerless beauties, each with an aura that was no less immense than the others. They were all the cultivation of the Corpse King."

  The beautiful corpse emperor dragged him in and then entered the ice tower, seemingly not afraid that he would escape. In fact, this was a completely independent small world. Guo Yao didn't know where the door to the world was or how to get out.

  Kuo Yeh was like admiring a piece of ice sculpture, he knew that these female corpses might break out of the ice at any time, so he didn't dare to get close.

  "Could it be that the Corpse King's blood was all absorbed by that female corpse, used to refine the Corpse Emperor's blood?" Guo Yi had a guess in his mind.

  These frozen beauties were once famous for their beauty, some were charming and seductive, some were ethereal and pure, some were like little birds depending on people, and some were elegant and refined. Unfortunately, they can only become the nutrients of the corpse king now.

  "Whoosh!"

  Guo Yi suddenly felt a chill at the back of his head, so he turned around to look, and saw that outside the door of the Ice Tower stood an unparalleled beauty, her beautiful eyes still tightly closed, her ten-meter-long black hair fluttering randomly in the air, moving without wind, elegant and ethereal.

  It was the female corpse who was about to enter the realm of the Corpse Emperor, and her body burst forth with countless ice flowers, wrapping her body in what was undoubtedly the most beautiful garment in the world.

  Guo Yi couldn't take this ambiguous feeling, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a somewhat dry tone: "Corpse Emperor sister, it's really not me who threw your tombstone, it was that fat guy outside. The whole thing has nothing to do with me, if you don't believe me, just let me go first?"

  The beautiful queen's face was expressionless, and she simply stretched out a slender jade hand to gently slide through her hair, just like a neighbor girl listening carefully, without any of the imperial aura that a queen should have.

  She didn't say a word when she saw him, and Guo Yi suddenly felt more confident. He thought to himself that no matter what, he was the one in the right, and with justice on his side, he could go anywhere, while injustice would stumble at every step.

  Kuo Yit puffed out his chest, as if lecturing a younger sister, and said loudly: "Don't think that just because you don't speak up, nothing will happen. Who do you think you are? You actually dare to kidnap someone, is there still any justice in this world?"

  "I'm telling you, it can't end like this today, you must compensate me. You look so poor that I don't think you can even afford 180 spiritual artifacts, let alone ten carts of spiritual grass. Unless you want to suffer a loss, you'll have to agree to marry me..." Guo Yue became more and more agitated, completely forgetting that his opponent was a powerful expert on the verge of entering the Corpse Emperor realm, who could slap him into pieces with just one palm.

  "Boom!"

  This slap came quickly and accurately. Guo Ershao, who was just full of momentum, suddenly crashed into the ice wall, but fortunately did not shatter into pieces.

  "Isn't this a mistake? Is there really no justice?" Guo Yi was originally already internally injured, and now he couldn't even stand up.

  The beautiful corpse queen walked to Guo Yi's side, grasped one of his feet in her hand, and pulled him into the ice tower. Inside the ice tower was even colder, as if people's blood seemed to start slowly solidifying.

  "You, why are you taking off my clothes? I was just joking earlier, don't take it seriously. I won't ask for compensation, just let me go! I was wrong!" Guo Ye begged.

  The beautiful corpse emperor stripped off all of Guo Yi's clothes, completely disregarding his struggles.

  "Why are you being so serious? This habit of yours is terrible! Am I supposed to have kept myself pure for 17 years only to be ruined by you today?"

  It's obvious that our Guo Ershao has gone astray again, the beautiful corpse queen doesn't seem to be interested in the thing he's been guarding for seventeen years. She stretches out a jade-like hand and directly inserts it from three inches below his navel, wanting to break open his dantian and take out his two immortal gates.

  The Immortal Gate is the key for cultivators to embark on their cultivation path. If the Immortal Gate is taken away by others, then one will have no chance of cultivating in this life and will become an ordinary person, or even die directly.

  "Hey, sister, what are you doing? Stop touching me randomly, or I'll call for help!"

  Guo Yi also discovered that something was amiss at this time, but his whole body was unable to move, as if he could only be slaughtered at will.

  The beautiful woman's corpse emperor's finger had already broken through the outer layer of the dantian, and she grasped one of the golden immortal gates in her hand, ready to pull it out.

  "Boom!"

  Guo Yi's other red Xianmen suddenly shook, and directly rushed towards the beautiful corpse emperor's fingers, instantly smashing a wound on that almost perfect jade hand. A drop of half-corpse emperor's blood instantly dripped into the yin-yang ancient well below the Xianmen.

  The beautiful corpse queen winced in pain, immediately withdrawing her jade hand. Her absolutely beautiful face emitted a chill, and then she stretched out both hands, wanting to grab one fairy gate with each hand and take out the two fairy gates at the same time.

  The Corpse Emperor's hand shot out again, giving the two immortal sects no chance at all. This time it was absolutely a must-win situation.

  "Whoosh!"

  Suddenly, the yin-yang ancient well below the two Xianmen gates churned with waves, and water gushed out of the well. The original black-and-white water had turned a bright red like blood. The spiritual grass in the well, which was originally black and white, suddenly began to grow wildly and quickly transformed into a black-and-white vine that wrapped around the hands of the beautiful female corpse, pulling her towards the ancient well.

  "Huh?"

  The corpse emperor's face finally revealed a humanized expression, she let out a tender cry, wanting to withdraw her hand from Guo Yi's body. However, the power of the black and white spiritual grass was even greater, shaking off the ice flower clothes on her body, directly pulling her into a hasty tumble, falling onto Guo Yi's body, pressing him under her.

  My dear mother, now both of us are not wearing clothes, this is absolutely zero-distance contact, and the sensitivity of the body has reached its peak. The main thing is that the beautiful corpse queen "actively" pressed on our Guo Ershao's body, such a situation is undoubtedly throwing oneself into one's arms.

  "Hey, corpse emperor sister, don't crush me! If you don't get up, I'll really call for help!" At this time, Guo Yi's lips were also dry and his tongue was parched. He felt that the delicate body on top of him was like a honeydew melon, becoming sweeter and sweeter, making him want to hold her in his arms and take two bites.

  Actually, the beautiful corpse queen had thought about moving, but her hands were tightly tied up by the black and white spiritual grass. If she wasn't careful, she would be pulled into the surging blood and energy of the ancient yin-yang well. On the other hand, Guo Yi's hands were not honest at this time, and they slowly started to move!

  The ancient tomb is fragrant and beautiful, but the ghost city of Fengdu is a different scene!

  The Ghost City of Youdu is now bustling with people from all sides gathering together!

  The once gloomy and lifeless ghost town was unusually lively today, even the ancient corpses that had been sealed for over a hundred years climbed out of their coffins.

  The top ten masters of the younger generation in Nanling have all arrived, and apart from that, Zhongyuan, Beigou, Xihu, and Dongmo also have masters who have come through the Void Gate. Several unparalleled figures on the Spirit List have also arrived!

  The bloody millstone that was originally suspended in the sky has disappeared, and the mysterious force has also hidden again, preparing for its next attack. Their goal is to kill Liu Yanran, and they will not retreat until they achieve their purpose.

  Liu Yanran wore a light green gauze, standing on the white bony city wall of the ghost town, holding a green seven-stringed ancient zither in her arms, like an immortal walking in the mortal world.

  Her expression was indifferent, her beautiful eyes gazing into the distance, watching as dark clouds drifted away, wondering what she was thinking at this moment.

  "How could this be? Has your heart moved? No, don't let your heart move!"

  The colored ribbons on her body fluttered in the wind. After a long time, she finally let out a soft sigh and put away the guqin, taking out a ghostly plate instead.

  "Ten thousand ghosts and spirits, bring him out for me!"

  On the ghost plate, ten thousand ghosts wailed and howled. There was a hidden乾坤 and a heavenly machine that nurtured the rhyme. The ghost plate was lightly taken out of her hand and rotated in the air, with a faint green ghostly light shooting towards the distance.

  Liu Yanran's body had lost all its immortal aura at this moment, just like an ordinary woman in the mortal world. Her face was filled with anxiety and her eyes were hesitant. At this moment, she was not a fairy, but a mortal, an ordinary woman.

  "Whoosh!"

  Myriads of ghostly lights return from the space between heaven and earth, floating above the ghost plate, making unclear sounds that no one can understand what they are saying.

  "Vanished, and there's no sign of him in this world? Could it be, could it be that he has already..."

  Liu Yanran's slender fingers gently grasped, her eyes closed, her delicate body seemed to be trembling slightly, and after a long time, she said: "It's also good this way, it shouldn't have appeared in the first place, and now that it's dead, everything is settled."

  A strand of moist tears slid across the corner of her eye, then was blown away by the wind and dispersed into the air.

  "Pffft!"

  Liu Yanran's Lingtai was destroyed, and a thread of fresh blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. The Xianling's refined heart suddenly cracked open, and fresh blood flowed out from her chest, dyeing her clothes red, dripping down petal by petal, crystal clear blood!

  "Why is this your curse, Master?! The day of heartache is also the time of heartbreak!"

  If one's heart doesn't move, it won't ache; if it doesn't ache, it won't break!

  Only when the heart is broken do I realize that it shouldn't have been moved in the first place. Even if she's a fairy, she has a human heart, and the human heart is fragile, one move and it shatters!

  Heart shattered, fresh blood like red flowers withering, her mouth corner stained with blood, just like a piece of chicken blood jade, cold to the heart.

  The fairy gate is shattered, the fairy road is cut off, the nine spiritual palaces are reduced to ashes, and the four fairy rivers disperse in the air, turning into a drop of fairy dew! All his cultivation has dissipated, and even his soul begins to fade away.

  A drop of blood dissolves her body into a misty fog of blood, as if it would drift away with the wind at any moment.

  In the black sky above, blood clouds float and fall from time to time, just like a flower petal of blood color, as if the fairy in the sky also withered.

  A Buddha's name echoed through the heavens, as if to deliver the soul that had just died. Ninety-nine golden Buddhist beads fell from the bloody mist, like glass balls rolling far away on the ground.

  The peerless fairy, could it be that she really just dispersed into the heavens and earth?

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  I was looking forward to watching TV, but it turns out someone invited a VIP and now we have to be careful with our words! Guess I'll just code for another chapter tonight... sigh!