"Where do you want to go?"

Sen Man, who was running, suddenly heard a familiar voice coming, couldn't help but stop, looked back, and saw Sen Zinc walking over step by step, his eyes full of banter.

"Who are you?" Sen Man calmed down and looked at the young man in front of him, his killing intent bursting out.

"No, no, no, I'm Fengtian!"

"Fengtian?" Sen Man was shocked and a little delirious.

"I'm Sen Zinc!"

"My name is Fengtian! I'm here to kill you, my men are defeated!" Sen Zinc kept saying.

"Who are you?" he yelled.

"I'm the son of the Azure Domain Lord!"

"Are you a barbarian?

"You're a loser, you're a lamb to the slaughter!" said Senzin, walking forward.

"No, I'm a barbarian, you're not!" the barbarn roared and shouted, as if the fear in his heart could not be dispelled.

"No, I'm Sen Man, you're not!" Sen Zinc said unhurriedly.

"I'm not a barbarian, who am I?"

"You're a lamb to the slaughter!" Sen Zinc raised his hand, and a knife appeared, slashing at Sen Man's neck.

"I'm a lamb, I'm a lamb!" Sen Man's nerves completely collapsed, and in the end, he lost all his combat power, and watched Sen Zinc's big knife fall with blank eyes, without any reaction.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, and a big head flew out, two eyes widened, and the pupils shrank deeply.

"Brother, I've finally avenged you!" Sen Zin looked at the head of the barbarian on the ground and muttered in his heart.

"Brother Zinc, let's leave quickly, the current battle is no longer something we can participate in!" Luan Qing flew up anxiously, grabbed Sen Zinc who was in a daze, and flew quickly towards the rear.

Ji Fengtian and the others slaughtered Sen Man's men, and the battle started and ended quickly. Without stopping, the crowd rushed towards the location of the corpse.

Although Xuan Mo and Mu Qin'er are both in the middle of the sixth order, for them, the difference in cultivation is one level, which is an insurmountable gap, although the two can fight with the corpse soul, but Ji Fengtian has not seen the corpse soul transform, that is to say, the corpse soul has been playing tricks on the two.

"What is he waiting for?" Ji Fengtian looked at the corpse soul puzzled, only to see that every time the corpse soul made a move, a green light flashed, and the two of them were forced to retreat.

Xuan Mo can't do anything about it, although he can use the strongest move and fight with the corpse soul for a few moves, but Mu Qin'er obviously doesn't have the ability to kill the corpse soul in seconds, if his strength is exhausted, Mu Qin'er will definitely die.

Forced to retreat by the corpse soul again, Xuan Mo clearly saw that Ji Fengtian and the others were rapidly approaching the battlefield, and their faces suddenly changed greatly.

"Stand back!"

Xuan Mo yelled, causing Ji Fengtian and the others to quickly retreat.

However, a green figure flew past it at an even faster speed, appearing in front of everyone in an instant.

"Retreat, it's you who are waiting!" The corpse soul's big hand reached out, grabbed the vulture in the depths and back, and the palm of his hand was violently forced, and a blood-colored air flow flowed towards the corpse soul's body.

"No!no!no!" the corpse roared in terror, but the blood-colored air current, as it roared, became even more powerful.

"It's delicious!" the corpse soul closed its eyes with a look of great enjoyment on its face.

The vulture roared in horror, and the wisps of blood-colored aura on its body exuded evil and ominous.

However, to everyone's surprise, the vulture showed no signs of energy drain, and instead became somewhat sacred.

"It's not good, hurry up and interrupt him!" Xuan Mo was shocked, and quickly rushed up, turning into a golden dragon in his hand, and slammed away at the corpse soul.

Mu Qin'er also thought of something, and one by one the vines rushed out and swept away towards the corpse soul.

"Do it!" Ji Fengtian suddenly remembered the scene he had seen on the stone carvings, the evil god clan, relying on absorbing people's negative emotions to strengthen themselves.

The corpse soul has not moved for a long time, naturally because after so many years in the dungeon, the energy consumption is too much, and catching a vulture at this time, a person who combines hatred, jealousy, and insidiousness is undoubtedly a great supplement.

"It's late!" the corpse roared, and the palm of his hand slammed into a pile of minced meat.

With the other hand, a green light cluster flew out and exploded less than ten meters away from Xuanmo.

Xuan Mo and Mu Qin'er were caught off guard for a while, and they were immediately knocked out, blood surging wildly, and the attacks also dissipated and disintegrated in an instant.

The long sword in Ji Fengtian's hand burst out violently, and his body quickly retreated, dodging another attack from the corpse soul.

The others, because of the slower speed, have also been affected a lot, and Yang Yanyu and others have wounds on their bodies.

The condition of the blood dragon son is not good, a large piece of flesh and blood on his body is corroded, but fortunately, the blood dragon son has a tough personality, and the rotten position is cut off as soon as possible, so that the injury will worsen.

As for the hibiscus, he was the best of all, his body shining green, and a piece of turquoise armor appeared on him, blocking all attacks.

Everyone was shocked, the highest combat power in this place was gathered together, and it was difficult to take down a cultivator.

However, the moment their emotions just rose, everyone quickly gathered their minds, because they felt that when they were afraid and afraid, an invisible aura was pulling their emotions towards the corpse soul in the center.

"Tremble, tremble, you ignorant people, you will die at my hands and be turned into my most delicious food. "The corpse's arms were outstretched, and its expression became sinister, inducing the chaotic emotions of the people.

"Everyone be careful, keep your mind, don't be bewitched by it!" Xuan Mo shouted.

However, some people, after all, are uncertain, bewitched by it, and become a walking corpse, walking towards the corpse with blank eyes.

"O my devotees, kill all those around you, and I will grant you eternal life!" The spirit of the corpse seemed to be strengthened, and the voice became more penetrating, from intimidation to temptation, and the nerves of the people began to fall unconsciously.

From one person at the beginning, two people, gradually, whether it is a ghost cultivator or a human being, their eyes have become red, and they are full of hostility towards each other, and it seems that as long as someone ignites a fire, a national war will break out.

"Senior brother, the penetrating power of this magic sound is too strong, even we are a little unbearable!" Yang Yanyu approached Ji Fengtian and said quickly.

Ji Fengtian also frowned, although he was not disturbed, but there were many enemies, he would also be affected, and the best way now was to wake up the others and let them strengthen their confidence, so that there would be hope of victory.

However, as far as the eye could see, whether it was a human being or a ghost cultivator, they had already lost their minds, and the eyes that looked at Ji Fengtian and the others were full of jealousy and murderous intent.