Feng Hong was trapped in this iron cage surrounded by zombies, desperate to the point of madness. In the beginning, he was afraid of death. But now, it's bent on death. It's a pity......

It's hell.

The meaning of death is to scatter the soul!

Feng Hong's body has been disemboweled by the zombies, and in order to seek death, he even took the initiative to send his neck to the zombies' mouths. But so what? It's still alive and well.

Really......

It's hard to die!

The flesh is a ship.

The soul is the man in the boat.

Feng Hong's physical body [died] and lost the ship that carried the soul, which only means that he can no longer cross the ghost gate and return to the yang world.

The wind is howling!

A Blood Moon is in the sky!

The thousands of zombies near Ye's grave slowly parted and made way for a passage.

Yama arrived.

Demons avoid!

Ye Zhong tugged on Cao Jin's collar, dragged him like a dead dog, and walked over step by step. Zhang Xiaoqing followed behind Ye Chong, full of curiosity about this netherworld, but fearful in his heart.

"Ye Zhong!"

"Kill me!"

"I'm incorrigible, I've lost my conscience, you're sorry for you, I'm sorry for your family. ”

"Kill me quickly!!"

Feng Hong held the iron bar with both hands, crying hysterically. Let the zombie in front of him, through the iron cage, forcibly tear off his rotten flesh, internal organs, and even bones.

Cao Jin was still relatively lucky, as soon as he passed the ghost gate, he was so frightened that he fainted. So he didn't see the miserable appearance of Feng Hong in front of him.

It's Zhang Xiaoqing, she really sees it.

Visual impact. Auditory stimulation. and the unique smell of blood and decay mixed together, all of which challenged Zhang Xiaoqing's sensitive and fragile nerves. His stomach cramped, and he tumbled over the river and the sea, and even the hairs on his body trembled.

Ye Zhong said, bring Zhang Xiaoqing to see the blood tonight.

Zhang Xiaoqing originally thought that the so-called seeing blood was the previous attack on the martial arts hall, but he didn't know it......

Here's the big picture!

Ye Zhong looked at Feng Hong indifferently and didn't make any response, just silently stepped forward, opened the door of the second iron cage, and threw the unconscious Cao Jin into it like a dead dog.

"Dad. ”

"Mom. ”

"Grandma. ”

"Sister-in-law. ”

"Brother. ”

"Don't worry, I won't let go of any of the wicked people who murdered our family back then. I will make them kneel before your graves and repent and atone for their sins for eternity!"

Ye Zhong stared at the tombstone engraved with the word [Ye] not far away, and muttered to himself.

Around the tombstone of the word [leaf], there are eight iron cages, all of which are blessed with special formations and are indestructible. Feng Hong accounted for one, Cao Jin accounted for one, and there were six empty. It was for Yao Bozhong and the remaining five arsonists.

As for the culprit, Yin Jiuye......

Ye Chonghui will use more severe punishment to take revenge on him, and get back the hatred of the year, thousands of times over, from him. These iron cages are used on his body, which is obviously not enough to relieve hatred!

"Old ...... Big. ”

"Condolences. ”

Zhang Xiaoqing felt the sad aura on Ye Chong's body, so behind him, he gently tugged the corner of his clothes.

"Whew-"

"Let's go. ”

Ye Zhong let out a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

"Ye Chong, I beg you, just give me a good time, kill me! Kill me......"

From beginning to end, Feng Hong kept holding the iron cage, begging bitterly, and even knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ye Chong, just hoping to have a good time and die. But Ye Zhong was not moved by it at all.

Compassion?

He has mercy, but alas, some people don't deserve pity!

……

Shengzhou.

Red Sky Secret Realm!

Chixiaomen, the most powerful sect of cultivation in the three eastern provinces of China. The owner of the door, Chi Xiaozi, is known as a thousand-year-old man. Although there is no history, it is said that he was born in the Northern Song Dynasty and is just 999 years old this year.

"Brother Bozhong. ”

"I really don't understand, what else do you have to worry about. ”

"Seven years ago, Ye Chong's kid wasn't even an ancient martial artist, even if he had a famous teacher's guidance and an unlimited supply of resources during the years he was missing, how strong could his cultivation be?"

"The early stage of Jindan?"

"Or is it the middle of Jindan?"

"My eighth junior brother, that is the peak cultivation of the Jindan period, killing him is like slaughtering a pig and slaughtering a dog, there will never be any accidents. ”

Chixiaozi is in retreat all year round.

All matters up and down the Chixiao Gate were all decided by the Taishang Great Elder [Haifeng] Qiangang, and at this moment he personally accompanied him and had a long talk with Yao Bozhong, which shows that Yao Bozhong's identity is not trivial.

"That's the way it is, but I'm here ...... Always a little uneasy. ”

Yao Bozhong's brows tightened.

He saw the zombie video of Feng Hong trapped in the iron cage on the Internet, and studied it dozens of times, and the results were ...... The more you look at that dark environment, the more familiar it feels!

"If you just care about it, he's a little cub who has only cultivated for seven years, what kind of fame can he make? If it weren't for your repeated insistence, I wouldn't have sent my eighth junior brother, such a supreme elder, to deal with him at all. ”

"Shame on you. ”

"Kill him, one disciple under the sect, it's enough!"

Although Haifeng deliberately restrained, the arrogance in his words was still inadvertently revealed. However, as the actual controller of the first sect [Chixiao Gate] in the three eastern provinces, he does have the qualifications to be arrogant.

"Let's hope everything goes well. Yao Bozhong took a deep breath and calmed his restlessness.

It was at this time......

"Too, too ...... Great Elder!"

"Something's wrong, there's something big!"

"The soul card of the Eight Elders of Taishang...... It's broken, he's dead, and the Eighth Elder Taishang has been killed!"

A young disciple who was in charge of guarding the ancestral hall broke in in a panic without being informed, fell two times in a row, stumbled in his speech, and his immature face turned red.

"What!"

"Say it again!"

"Say it to me again!!"

Haifeng's emotions were out of control and he became angry.

"I, I...... I ......" The young disciple was so frightened that he sat on the ground shivering, unable to utter a complete sentence. But this also once again confirms that his previous report is indeed true.

"Brother Haifeng, look at this...... Or forget it. ”

"Ye Chong's kid either has the support of a master behind him, or his own strength far exceeds expectations, I still ...... If you think of other ways to deal with him, it won't be difficult for you to be in the Red Sky Gate. ”

"Although this time the matter was not done, the spirit stones I promised will definitely be given as they are. ”

Yao Bozhong looked kind, but in fact, he was retreating and advancing, forcing Chixiaomen to help him deal with Ye Chong.

Haifeng knew what it meant, so he was embarrassed with a big red face, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Brother Bozhong. ”

"My eighth junior brother is dead. ”

"This matter is not only a personal grudge between you and Ye Chong, but also a matter of the dignity of our Chixiao Gate. We don't want the batch of spirit stones that we talked about before. I only have one request now, don't interfere, Ye Chong's kid's dog life, we will take it from Chixiaomen!"