At this time, with the support of a large number of soul forces, Yang Xuan''s realm has been rapidly improved. In just three months, he not only completely recovered his realm, but also successfully broke through to the peak of Yuanying''s later stage. Only one step short, he can break through to the stage of transforming God.


    But his biggest worry finally came.


    Although there was the purification of black beads, a large amount of inhalation did not belong to his own soul power, and finally made his originally unstable Tao heart subjected to a very strong impact.


    Hundreds of millions of souls are filled in his baby, which makes him have a headache from time to time.


    Whenever this time, he will become extremely bloodthirsty and crazy, and will frantically tear up everything in front of him.


    Fortunately, his willpower is extremely firm. Under the impact of this madness, he can still maintain the deepest trace of clarity in his heart. Only in this way can he never lose himself and lose his reason.


    However, with the deepening and improvement of the realm, he found that he could not suppress the crazy and trembling bloodthirsty in his heart.


    And once this killing idea conquers his reason, he will become a complete madman.


    In other words, he could be possessed at any time.


    But the good news is that his cultivation at this time has been 100 times higher than that before entering the sea of souls.


    The red eyes exuded crazy bloodthirsty. Yang Xuan tried to suppress the desperate pain and burst out four words from his teeth: Beijiang Ice Palace.


    In the main hall of a martial arts Sect on the border of the sun Lun state, yunziyan frowned.


    "Ally leader, zombies have occupied the seventh city. What should we do?" one man took a step forward and said in a deep voice.


    Today, the martial arts alliance led by Yun Ziyan has fought with zombies nearly a hundred times, but the more they fight, the more desperate they are.


    Anyone who looks at the people who were fighting side by side the day before and pours on them with stiff arms will probably have a feeling of despair.


    Zombies not only kill endless, but also fight more and more. How can we fight this war.


    Looking around at the people with different looks in the hall, yunziyan saw a kind of despair that was about to hide from their eyes.


    Yunziyan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, it all turned into a long sigh.


    "Ziyan, for today''s plan, on the one hand, send a warning to LingXiao palace and Ice Palace. On the other hand, you also need to report back the situation here, so that the sect can send elders of zhenshenjing to preside over the overall situation."


    The speaker''s name is Yin Zian. He is the seventh level elder of xushenjing who was reinforced by Tianchi.


    "Yes, what brother Yin said is very true. Zombies are powerful. Even if we are besieged by tens of thousands of zombies, we can''t get well. Not to mention, among the zombies, there are zombies equivalent to those I and brother Yin have cultivated." another old man at Yin''s side frowned.


    His name is Lu Hongfei. Like Yin Zian, he is also an expert of virtual God level 7.


    They are all sent by Tianchi to reinforce yunziyan.


    When they first arrived here, they didn''t think so. They thought it was just a small corpse disaster, which was not easy to catch.


    Until they met a zombie whose power was not under them.


    That time, they almost couldn''t come back.


    From then on, they completely put away their high contempt and became cautious.


    "The news has been sent back to the sect gate." Yun ziflue said, "but the elder of zhenshenjing is so noble that I don''t think the sect gate will agree unless I have to."


    "If you let zombies run wild, I''m afraid the world will fall soon."


    At this time, a man rushed in from outside the hall. Before landing, he said anxiously, "alliance leader, zombies are moving again."


    "Hmm?" the cloud purple smoke fiercely stood up and said, "go and have a look!"


    At the same time, over Dingbian City, Yang Xuan looked at the city completely occupied by zombies, and his red eyes flashed crazy.


    In the sea of ten thousand souls, a large number of soul power not only promoted it to the peak in the later stage of Yuanying, but also made Heizhu have new changes.


    The most fundamental change was to give Yang Xuan a new method of sacrificing and refining corpse soldiers.


    This method is faster and more lasting than the previous method. In theory, as long as his death is enough, he can refine corpse soldiers without limit.


    It happened that there was the existence of the yellow spring prison master, and Yang Xuan''s death was inexhaustible.


    He came here not to eliminate the corpse disaster here, but to borrow troops.


    Borrow corpse soldiers to level the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang.


    Yes, that''s such a crazy idea in his heart.


    As soon as he landed in Dingbian City, a zombie rushed towards Yang Xuan.


    "Start with you!" Yang Xuan showed a trace of cruelty at the corners of his mouth, and then pointed out.


    The dead spirit surged, and the zombie of Yang Xuan''s eyebrow was slightly stunned. Then he turned to his body and ran to a zombie on the side of his body and bit him on the neck.


    The zombie who was bitten in the neck just wanted to fight back, but the next moment, it was like being hit by a fixed body spell and frozen in place.


    But in a few blinks, like the previous zombie, he turned his body and rushed to the zombie next to him.


    Infected!


    Yes, the zombies refined into corpse soldiers by Yang Xuan''s sacrifice are also infectious. As long as they bite, both living people and zombies will become Yang Xuan''s corpse soldiers in a short time.


    After waving his hand, Peimeng, who had been refined again by Yang Xuan, appeared in situ, shook his head slightly, and rushed to the zombie on one side.


    The situation is quietly changing. Taking Yang Xuan as the center, slowly, zombies change their camp.


    Feeling more and more light spots in his mind, Yang Xuan smiled, crazy and bloodthirsty.


    Soon, he will have an army of zombies. At that time, he will take this army of zombies and set foot on the northern Xinjiang plain to level the northern Xinjiang Ice Palace.


    The realm piled up with a large number of soul forces has changed his mind and nature imperceptibly, becoming crazy and bloodthirsty.


    He knew this, but he didn''t want to hide it.


    Why hide?


    He was never a good man, never a guardian, he was just him, just the boy hiding in the back mountain crying, just the boy who vowed to get strength.


    This has never changed.


    I do not know when, a trace of black fog began to diffuse, filling the surrounding space.


    Feeling the familiar breath, Yang Xuan''s face was full of grimace.


    "I thought you wouldn''t come out." he said with a grim smile, "in that case, I will lose a senior general."


    Shua!


    A huge brown long thorn suddenly came out of the ground and stabbed Yang Xuan.


    At the same time, around him, there were hundreds of long brown thorns, which came out crazily from the wall, under the eaves, from the stones and from any corner, with a sharp scream.


    Boom!


    Time stands still.


    Yang Xuan didn''t move. His body was covered with brown thorns.


    Everything around seemed to stand still.


    I don''t know how long it took, Yang Xuan moved.


    He stretched out his arm, gently took down a thorn in his chest, broke it, and threw it on the ground.


    "It''s my turn!" he whispered, lowering his head.


    As soon as the voice fell, he stepped on his right foot.