Fantasy: I'm in a discarded alchemy room, but I can turn trash into treasure!

Five-colored flames spread out, and the air blades shattered one after another.

The remaining corpse energy struck Qin Mo and was immediately burned away by the yang fire on his body.

The Skeleton Corpse King let out a low roar, its bone claws reaching for Qin Mo's chest from a distance.

Qin Mo raised his fist to take the blow head-on.

As fists and claws collided, the black mist on both sides of the mountain path was cleared.

The stone beneath Qin Mo's feet cracked, and the Corpse King's bone claws were also jolted backward.

With this attack, Qin Mo saw through the Corpse King's true nature.

There was no skeleton inside the black robe, only constantly surging black mist.

The black mist wrapped around his fist, immediately exerting a powerful suction force, trying to draw away his blood and true essence along with it.

Qin Mo let the black mist entangle his arms, and the Five Elements Jade Bone steadily suppressed the blood and qi throughout his body.

The true essence of a Dharma cultivator can be swallowed, while the qi and blood of a physical cultivator are all stored in the flesh and bones.

The Corpse King's devouring techniques only resulted in a pulling sensation when they landed on him.

Qin Mo pulled his arm back and punched the black robe directly into it.

Five-colored Yang Fire poured into the depths of the black mist.

The black robe was instantly burned open, creating a large hole. The Corpse King's body was forced backward, billowing black smoke.

Two balls of blood-red fire swayed violently in the empty eye sockets, while black mist surged wildly from the ground, filling its damaged body.

Qin Mo stared at the black robe that had been closed again, and raised his hand to shake off the ashes from his fist.

"It can devour true essence, but it cannot devour my vital energy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sprinted forward.

The Corpse King swung his bone blade, the edge of which was wreathed in eerie flames.

Qin Mo dodged to the side, his shoulder brushing against the blade as he crashed into the Corpse King's arms, his right fist aimed straight for the center of the black robe.

boom!

The yang fire pierced through the black mist, and the Corpse King was sent flying backward, crashing into a section of the mountain wall.

Stones rolled down, and the black robe stood upright among the rubble.

It raised its bony claws and pressed them down onto the ground.

The ground began to shake.

A skeletal hand emerged from the ground, followed by a second and a third.

The soil was constantly turned over, and skeletons buried underground crawled out one after another.

They were wreathed in eerie green flames, and their hollow eye sockets glowed with blood-red light.

In a short while, Qin Mo was surrounded by skeleton soldiers.

The footsteps outside the valley had long since faded away; Su Qingyi and the others had already left.

Qin Mo withdrew his gaze, and the five-colored blood and qi surged along his meridians to his arms.

The Corpse King raised its bone claws again.

All the skeletal soldiers turned around at the same time, staring intently at Qin Mo.

The next moment, the army of skeletons rushed in from all sides.

Qin Mo raised his fist, and lightning burst forth from his fist.

"Five Elements Thunder Fist, Golden Thunder Shatters Mountains!"

With a powerful punch, more than a dozen skeleton soldiers in front of him shattered on the spot.

Bones were scattered all over the ground, and the remnant soul that had just rushed out of the skull was swept away by the yang fire.

The skeletal soldiers behind them continued to charge forward, stepping over the broken bones of their comrades.

Qin Mo charged into the horde of corpses, unleashing alternating punches.

Golden lightning shattered the bone armor, crimson fire burned through the ghostly flames, and cyan wood lightning spread along the ground, overturning a large group of bone soldiers.

With each punch, large swathes of bones fell.

But the Corpse King is still summoning.

On the hillside, in the woods, and behind the rocks, skeletons kept crawling out.

The ghostly flames merged into one, and the remnant souls within the fire emitted piercing cries.

Qin Mo wiped the black ash from the side of his face, his fighting spirit growing stronger.

These skeletal soldiers couldn't stop him, and the Corpse King couldn't restrain him with his Devouring Technique.

Since the opponent is going to fight a war of attrition, he will break through this sea of ​​corpses.

He crossed his arms, and five-colored lightning coalesced into a fist-like stance.

"Five Elements Thunder Fist, Fire and Thunder Scorch the Heavens!"

Thunder and fire burst forth from in front of Qin Mo, transforming into a long river of fire and thunder that stretched across the mountain path.

The skeletal soldiers crashed into it, their bones breaking one after another. The ghostly flames were extinguished by the yang fire, and the remnant souls in the skulls dissipated in the thunder and fire.

A wide passage was cleared ahead.

The Corpse King raised his hand and grabbed, the black mist turning into dozens of chains that bound Qin Mo's hands and feet.

The five-colored jade patterns on Qin Mo's body lit up simultaneously, his blood and qi surged through the chains, and the Primordial Broken Sword slashed down with the momentum.

The sword light cleaved through the black robe.

A long gash was cut into the Corpse King's chest, from which a large amount of black mist poured out.

It let out a sharp screech, drawing in all the surrounding yin energy, and the skeletal soldiers on the ground rose up again at that moment.

As Qin Mo watched the horde of corpses closing in once more, a surge of heat rose in his chest.

He raised his hand, cracked his knuckles, and walked towards the Corpse King.

"You've come at the perfect time."

Outside of Lei Ze, this is the Xiao family's temporary residence.

Lei Ze was burned into a lava lake by the Nine Phoenix Burning Star Formation. The Xiao family cultivators had just retreated from the edge of the sea of ​​fire, and the camp was full of wounded people.

Xiao Duanyue led several Golden Core disciples into the rear stone chamber, his expression quickly darkening.

The black iron chains that imprisoned Sikong Ji were broken into several pieces, the restrictions on the door were still in place, but the gatekeeper was lying by the wall.

The stone chamber was completely empty; not even a trace of Sikong Ji remained.

Xiao Duanyue gripped the broken chain.

Where are they?

The gatekeeper disciple knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the stone slab: "Third Ancestor, this disciple has been guarding outside the stone chamber the whole time, and no one has entered the stone chamber."

Xiao Duanyue kicked him over, and the chains in his hand fell to the ground.

Sikong Ji had just formed his Nascent Soul, and the Thunder Essence within his body was not yet stable, making him an ideal material to bring back to the Xiao family to refine the Thunder-Attracting Furnace.

Now that the person has been rescued silently, the Xiao family has not only lost leverage but also lost all face.

Suddenly, a sharp bird cry came from outside.

A golden-feathered eagle descended from the horizon, its wings stirring up huge waves.

A tall young man stood on the eagle's back, his black hair tied back, holding a long knife made of animal bone.

A dense roar of beasts echoed from all around the mountains and forests.

Wolves, black bears, armored rhinoceroses, and blood-striped tigers charged out from all directions, trampling over rocks as they surrounded the Xiao family's residence.

The young man looked down, his voice echoing throughout the valley.

"The Xiao family members, come out and pay for my sister's life!"

The members of the Xiao family in the camp looked up and recognized the person who had come.

Luo Zhenyue, the young master of Beast King Valley.

Xiao Duanyue stepped out of the stone chamber, his sleeves fluttering in the wind.

He looked up at the golden-feathered eagle, his hand pressing down on the array plate at his waist.

"What does Luo Xiaoman's death in Leize have to do with us?"

Luo Zhenyue gripped the bone knife tightly, his eye twitching slightly.

"The last people she saw were from your Xiao family."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his sword and slashed forward.

The golden-feathered eagle swooped down, its sharp talons tearing through the protective shield above the camp.

Countless ferocious beasts pounced out simultaneously, crashing into the Xiao family cultivators.

The Xiao family disciples hurriedly unleashed their magical treasures: fireballs, sword lights, and talismans all rose into the air.

The battle of Keleze had just ended, the protective mountain formation was incomplete, and most of the spirit stones in the formation plate had been consumed.

The first armored rhinoceros crashed into the mountain gate.

With a deafening roar, the stone gate cracked open, and several Foundation Establishment disciples guarding behind it were sent flying.

Xiao Duanyue activated the array plate, and a wall of fire rose from the ground, temporarily blocking the horde of beasts.

Just as he was about to order a counterattack, the golden eagle had already swooped over his head. Luo Zhenyue raised his beast bone knife and slashed down at the location of the array's core.

The array plate cracked on the spot.

The Xiao family's protective barrier lost its support, and a large number of beast shadows rushed into the camp.

Screams, roars of beasts, and the clash of magical weapons mingled together as the Xiao family disciples scattered in all directions.

Luo Zhenyue stood on the back of the golden-feathered eagle, looking down at the camp that had been destroyed by the beast horde.

"From today onwards, Beast King Valley and the Xiao family are locked in a life-or-death struggle."

Deep within the Thunder Swamp, the Skeleton Corpse King raised its bone claws once more.

The mountains of white bones simultaneously rushed towards Qin Mo.

Qin Mo raised his fists, and five-colored lightning illuminated the entire valley.