Yue'er's delicate brows knit slightly, a trace of pained regret flashing across her pretty face, while Lin Xuan was instead overjoyed. The might of this Iron-Armored Refined Corpse had far exceeded his expectations.
After destroying the two demon souls, red light suddenly flared in the refined corpse's eyes. With a low growl, it turned around, its expression hostile.
"Vile beast, courting death!"
Seeing it rush at him wrapped in a sinister wind, Lin Xuan gave a cold laugh, flicked his finger, and a flame appeared.
The blazing fire seemed to possess spirituality, circling once around the refined corpse's body before transforming into thumb-thick, fiery-red chains that bound the demon corpse fast.
The demon corpse was naturally unwilling to be restrained and struggled desperately, but it was useless. With Lin Xuan's current divine abilities, how could they be something a mere Foundation Establishment Late Stage monster could compare to?
Black radiance flashed over his body. Lin Xuan rubbed his hands together, and a black bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl's mouth was released in an instant, striking the demon corpse until it squealed wildly. Its arrogant ferocity immediately diminished quite a bit.
Then Lin Xuan activated a spell art, and the fiery-red chains abruptly tightened. A black streak of light flew out from the Spirit Ghost Bag at his waist, wrapped once around the demon corpse, and took it back inside.
Then Lin Xuan flicked his finger, and another sword beam shattered the stone coffin. A new Iron-Armored Refined Corpse appeared before his eyes...
Half a day later, Lin Xuan flew out of the cave dwelling of this ancient evil cultivator. More than thirty demon corpses had all been taken into his possession. Apart from that, there were no other gains, but Lin Xuan was already extremely satisfied.
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