"Chu Yunfeng, hand over the treasure and spare you from dying!"

Yun Cuixian didn't dare to delay, and sped up again. As soon as I walked out of the door of the boudoir, I happened to meet the disciples of the Biyuan Sect.

"Senior Sister Yun, we're here to help you!" The dragons were leaderless, and as soon as they saw Yun Cuixian, they immediately had the backbone.

A few monks who chased out of the boudoir didn't want to entangle too much with the people of the Biyuan Sect and affect the treasure exploration in the ancient castle. There are ninety-nine eighty-one layers in Nisha Castle, and in such a short period of time, it is impossible for Chu Yunfeng and Yun Cuixian to search them all. What's more, the two of them were controlled by Feng Yunni before, but they didn't know why they suddenly ran out.

"Let's go!"

Yun Cuixian didn't have time to explain, and stepped on the green bridge non-stop, running to the other side of the boundary river.

The disciples of the Biyuan Sect didn't know why, but they still obeyed her orders.

During this period, when he met the disciples of the Yunxiao Immortal Sect, Chu Yunfeng also kindly reminded them, but no one believed it. Only Bai Ling, who had known him for a short time, did not have any suspicion and crossed the boundary river with the two.

At this time, the monks of the various sects, who were obsessed with wealth, finally encountered more than 100 ghost corpses that were chasing and killing.

"Taiyi thief, punished!" As soon as they met, the ghost corpse regarded them as enemies of the Taiyi Holy Land and bit them to death.

In a single photo, nearly ten monks died. If it weren't for the channel size limit, more people would have died.

"It's a ghost corpse!Quickly lure them out of the castle!" In a panic, Xiao Jiu of the Wind and Rain Pavilion was the first to recognize the origin of the ghost corpse, and hurriedly said.

Several genius disciples did not hesitate and immediately ordered to withdraw from the ancient castle.

In less than a cup of tea, the people fought and retreated, and finally withdrew from the castle, and the ghosts and corpses all followed. Because they knew no pain, only killing, more than a dozen monks died tragically.

Seeing Chu Yunfeng, who was expelling the corpse poison on the other side of the Jiehe River, many people pointed the finger at him again.

"Chu Yunfeng, if you kill several of my sect's peers, you will definitely be punished by the sect!"

"Sick!" Chu Yunfeng spit out two words, continued to recover from his injuries, and had no time to talk nonsense with them.

"You..."

Before the man could finish speaking, a ghost corpse haunted him.

Click!

With just one blow, the corpse blasted his chest. When the flesh and blood were splashed, this man died without blinking his eyes.

The situation is very serious, as long as the will of these ghosts does not dissipate, the monks will not be able to calm for a while, and even their lives are in danger, and many people have already died.

"Ask the disciples of the Sword Sect to listen to the order, the Turtle Cloud Sword Formation!"

Uncle Tai's sword dust burst into tears, and the disciples of the Sword Sect who were fighting each other responded one after another, offering their swords on the spot. At the moment when the sword qi soared into the sky, everyone shifted their shapes and changed positions in unison. Gather in one place and form a huge defensive formation.

In an instant, the sword light turned into a huge turtle shell, falling from the sky like a dark cloud, enveloping all the disciples of the Sword Sect. The ghost corpses that are constantly fighting outside the turtle shell are difficult to overcome for a while.

"The third type: Ku Ding Jieniu!" "Passive beatings are not the work of geniuses. Ensuring the safety of the disciples of the Sword Sect, Uncle Tai Jianchen began to counterattack.

Compared to Chu Yunfeng, his Heavenly Asking Sword Technique can be described as perfect, and it can be slashed in an instant. In a matter of moments, six ghost corpses were shredded and their clothes fell to the ground.

A genius is a genius, and it shocks people as soon as they make a shot.

"Uncle Tai's good swordsmanship!" Xin Wujue exclaimed, and also used his own method of pressing the bottom of the box, "Three points into the bone!"

But seeing that he was domineering the sword and dust, he shook the disciples of the Wind and Rain Pavilion behind Xiao Jiu, and thousands of sword lights pierced the ghost corpses in front of him. In just a few breaths, ten ghost corpses were pierced in their minds, and their will dissipated, and they fell to the ground completely, returning to chaos again.

"Heavenly King Hammer Elephant!" "The one who is doing it here is the Taihang Sect Jin Feilong.

Kang Longgong is Xun You's blade, and he only borrowed it temporarily. And his real weapon is a Heavenly King Hammer that can shake the mountains.

But all the ghost corpses that were hammered, not to mention the slapping of their bodies, even the skulls were smashed into meat patties, and their will was leaked, and they gradually lost their ability to resist.

The three geniuses can be said to be you singing and I appearing on the stage, each showing their magical powers, killing the incoming ghost corpses.

The geniuses of other sects did not have such strong strength and did not dare to fight alone. They joined forces in pairs or in groups of several people, and also carried out effective counterattacks. However, due to the large number of ghosts, many of his classmates were lost.

No matter how weak the forces are, they have no means to kill the ghost corpses, so they can only resort to detour tactics, slowly exhaust the will of the ghost corpses, and wait for them to die out on their own.

This is three days and three nights, and the ghost corpses have finally disappeared, but the personnel losses of each sect are very different.

Due to the strong attack and defense of the two sects and one pavilion, except for a small number of disciples who fell in the ancient castle, there were almost no attrition; several sect forces such as the Biyuan Sect and the Yunxiao Immortal Sect lost ten people; and the remaining small forces had a attrition rate of as high as fifty percent.

The most damaged were the scattered cultivators present, and only a few people survived.

In three days, Chu Yunfeng had almost recovered. In a blink of an eye, seeing Shu Shilan and Wu Buju standing in front of him was a bit unexpected by him.

When I asked, I found out that the two had been hiding in the dark and did not dare to approach the castle easily. It's not because they're timid, but in front of a bunch of Mortal Realm cultivators, their cultivation is really not enough.

Since ancient times, the monks who have come to the vicinity of the Boundary River, who have died before and after, which one is not the Mortal Realm? If Chu Yunfeng hadn't been pointed out by Yun Cuixian, he would have found a place to hide.

After thinking for a long time, Chu Yunfeng invited Saltwater Xing and Xiao Jiu to the other side of the Jiehe River. One is their own alliance, and the other is their best friend. He felt compelled to inform them of his observations and speculations, and it was up to them to believe it or not.

After the two arrived, Chu Yunfeng took out the animal skins and feathers from the storage bag, presented them to them, and said, "Senior Brother Xian, Senior Brother Xiao, this is what I found in the ancient castle!"

After the two of them digested for a while, Chu Yunfeng continued: "Two senior brothers, what do you think?"

"Brother Chu, where did these things come from?" Xiao Jiu didn't rush to say his opinion, but asked.

"On the ninth floor of the ancient castle, Senior Sister Yun and I found a storage ring from a corpse. Seeing that Salt Water Xing also had the same expression, Chu Yunfeng replied and asked Yun Cuixian to take out the smiling ring.

As for this feather, it fell out of a ghost corpse when I met it on the eighteenth floor, and I killed it. ”

The so-called speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

The two of them were shocked when they heard that Chu Yunfeng had killed a ghost corpse. With his strength, no one would be surprised to say that he could deal with the ordinary Mortal Transformation Realm early stage. But if you fight with the ghost corpse and succeed in killing it, it is a bit unbelievable.

"Is what Brother Chu said true?" Xiao Jiu didn't think Chu Yunfeng was lying to them, so he couldn't help but ask, "You killed a ghost corpse?"

"That's true!" Yun Cuixian interjected, "I was right next to me at the time. By the way, did you notice his injuries when we were running away from the ghosts?"

Saltwater Xing thought about it for a while, when Chu Yunfeng rushed out of the ancient castle, he was indeed injured. With his and Xiao Jiu's knowledge, it was easy to tell that it was caused by corpse poison.

This made them a little curious. Chu Yunfeng didn't reach the Mortal Realm, what means could he have to restrain the ghost corpses? You must know that it would be very difficult for ordinary Mortal Realms to break through the defenses of the ghost corpses. From the battle just now, a lot of Mortal Realm cultivators died, which illustrates this point.

Seeing the doubts in the hearts of the two, Chu Yunfeng did not hide it. He looked around and lowered his voice, "Two senior brothers, do you remember what happened to Xu Yanfang?"

Xianshui Xing and Xiao Jiu are both smart people, Chu Yunfeng is a little bit like this, they understand.

"Brother Chu, this matter is not trivial, don't let others know about it!" Xiao Jiu solemnly admonished.

No matter what time it is, stealing the secret skills of other sects is a very serious matter. Some powerful sects will even dispatch strong men to kill monks who steal masters, so as to prevent the spread of the background.

Compared with Xiao Jiu's caution, the saltwater line is relatively open. In the current Forgotten Land, no one can steal a teacher, but Chu Yunfeng can. Because there is a person behind him that no one can afford to mess with - Oni Lingzi.

"You don't have to be so careful!" Saltwater said, "If you can kill a ghost corpse, Brother Chu has at least mastered the third form, right?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Chu Yunfeng suddenly thought of one thing, and said, "Senior Brother Xian's guess is right! To be honest, I have already mastered the first three forms, and the fifth and sixth forms are also recorded. The fourth style only stays in my mind, and I want to ask the two of you to help make a photo bead, I don't know if it's okay?"

When it came to the fifth and sixth forms, Chu Yunfeng was a little afraid to look directly into Xiao Jiu's eyes. If he finds out about his prank, it will be bad.

With the memory of his mind, burning a photo bead requires at least the cultivation of the Purple Mansion Realm. Because the monk Dan of the Purple Mansion Realm gave birth to the Purple Mansion, it is like a tiny world, which can present the images in the memory.

For the monks of the Mortal Realm, it is okay to let them recall for themselves, but it is unrealistic to burn or display the images in their heads. Unless there is a strong person with high cultivation, forcibly read their memories.

"What's so difficult about this?" said Saltwater indifferently, "When the Yushan Holy Land is closed, I will order someone to send one to your satisfaction." We've seen everything, and if we want to explore the castle, let's hear what you find first. ”

Chu Yunfeng didn't ink either, and immediately recounted what he knew, including his own absurd guesses, and finally said: "I thought that the double-faced Taoist was the girl Feng Yunni, but I found that she was shot by the Dark Feather Bow. When she died, was there anything unusual?"

In his speculation, the person who is still the two-faced Taoist and Feng Yunni is the same person. Even if they weren't, there must be some kind of close connection between them.

The two of them had heavy expressions and began to recall the scene when the various sects joined forces to attack the ancient castle. If Chu Yunfeng's guess was true, then the entire Forgotten Land would become a joke. For more than 20,000 years, all the monks have been the food that the Taiyi Holy Land has kept in captivity for the spirit of the alien beasts.