The man's appearance is not clear, and his dress is very strange.

In addition to the leather half-armor on the upper body and a pair of fists with hideous fist spurs made of black metal, the mysterious man's face was also covered with a blood-red grimace mask, and when he looked at it from a distance, he found that the material of this mask seemed to be metal.

Sun Yang was quite curious, what kind of dress is this? Could it be......

"Buzz!"

As if thinking of something, Sun Yang's eyes widened suddenly.

He remembered that after he entered the Cultivation Realm, he had always heard that there was a mysterious organization, and the cultivators of the Cultivation Realm called them Dark Cultivators.

According to the accounts of the cultivators of the Cultivation Yuan Realm, this mysterious man's outfit is very much in line with the lowest category among the dark cultivators, the ghost-faced rakshasa!

Sun Yang thought hard, he knew that the cultivation of the Ghost Face Rakshasa among the dark cultivators was not lower than that of the Inner Yuan Realm.

Only by cultivating to reach the Inner Yuan Realm can one enter the dark cultivator and become a ghost-faced rakshasa.

"How can there be dark cultivators in the Aqua Blue Star, aren't they sealed in the Netherworld by the Almighty thousands of years ago?"

Sun Yang was still pondering, but at this time, he suddenly saw that the body of the Ghost Face Rakshasa began to shake, and he seemed to be injured a lot.

"Bang"

After shaking a few times, the ghost-faced Rakshasa finally fell to the ground.

Sun Yang didn't rush out, because judging from his experience, this matter might not be so simple.

But when he hid behind the big tree and observed for half an hour, and there was still no movement, Sun Yang decided to go over and have a look.

As soon as he cautiously came to the vicinity of the Ghost Face Rakshasa, he sensed the powerful mysterious spiritual power he had felt before.

And this mysterious spiritual power came from the body of this ghost-faced rakshasa .

"Looks like this guy has a treasure on his body!"

Sun Yang tried it a few times, but found that the Ghost Face Rakshasa didn't make any moves, lying there as if he was dead.

No longer hesitating, Sun Yang sped up and ran over and directly removed a black package from the Ghost Face Rakshasa's body.

The vast amount of mystical spiritual power came from that package.

After taking off the package, Sun Yang found that there was a black wound in the place where the package was blocked just now, and the black flesh turned outward, and black viscous plasma spurted out from time to time inside.

Seeing the black flesh and blood, Sun Yang was even more sure that this person must be the ghost-faced rakshasa of the dark cultivators.

As long as the cultivator knows this legend - no matter when, no matter where, as long as he sees a dark cultivator, all cultivators must be unified, because the appearance of the dark cultivator means that the seal of the netherworld has been opened.

Sun Yang naturally knew this truth, and raised his fist to aim at the head of the Ghost Face Rakshasa, ready to make up for him with a fatal blow.

However, at this moment, under the red ghost mask, a hoarse voice came: "If you dare to kill me, you will definitely attract endless pursuit by the Rakshasas!"

Sun Yang retracted his fists and sneered: "You can kill whoever the deity wants, and the person who can hunt down the deity has not yet been born!"

As he spoke, Sun Yang's fist struck towards the door of the Ghost Rakshasa without hesitation.

He knew that with his current cultivation, he couldn't delay in the slightest, at this time, the ghost-faced Rakshasa was seriously injured, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, if he delayed for another two or three minutes, when his qi and blood calmed down, he was afraid that he would die.

"How dare you—"

"Bang"

Sun Yang punched the mask of the Ghost Face Rakshasa with a punch.

The mask suddenly shattered, revealing a face full of wrinkles and scars underneath, which was terrifying!

One punch broke through the mask, and before the Ghost Face Rakshasa could speak again, Sun Yang directly swung a second punch and slammed it into the opponent's face covered with wrinkles and scars.

With a force of six hundred catties, the face of the Ghost Face Rakshasa suddenly collapsed, and even its skull was shattered.

This time, the ghost-faced Rakshasa is too dead to die.

Sun Yang glanced around the body of the ghost-faced rakshasa with a solemn mood and found that he was wearing a green jade ring on his hand.

Sun Yang, who knew the goods, naturally knew that this was a good thing, and it was the necessary ring for cultivators in the Metaverse Realm, the space ring used to store treasures.

It's just that the grades of the rings are different, and the number of things carried is also different.

Sun Yang directly used his divine sense to probe into the green jade ring, which didn't matter when he saw it, and suddenly made him almost jump up with joy.

There are a lot of natural treasures in this ring, which is a huge wealth for Sun Yang, who is now trying to quickly improve his strength!

"Whew. ”

Taking a deep breath, Sun Yang quickly withdrew his divine sense, summoned a ball of Nine Heavens Flame to burn the corpse of the Ghost Face Rakshasa to ashes, and then opened the package to check it.

As soon as the package was opened, a majestic spiritual power suddenly rose to the sky.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Sun Yang felt that the aura in the air around him was like an impenetrable feeling.

Looking down at the package in his hand, there was a colorful stone, the size of an ostrich egg, and at this time, a pillar of colorful light was rising from the top of this stone!

Sun Yang was afraid that this spiritual power fluctuation would attract other cultivators, so he hurriedly closed the package, and the majestic spiritual power fluctuation suddenly disappeared without a trace.

But just as he closed the package, there were countless sounds of breaking the air behind him.

Sun Yang raised his eyes and saw that more than a dozen cultivators in white Chinese clothes were churning and jumping in the woods, hurrying towards this side.

Judging from the clothes of these cultivators, Sun Yang had already guessed that they were all members of the Martial Arts Guild.

No longer staying, Sun Yang directly hid back in the forest as fast as he could, and rushed towards the road he came from, he didn't want the treasure he had just arrived to be taken away by the Martial Guild like this.

And not long after Sun Yang left, more than a dozen figures appeared in the place where he had just killed the ghost-faced Shura.

More than a dozen cultivators stood behind Yunhe and Qingyunzi, and they glanced around with solemn expressions.

"Search around, don't let the ghost-faced rakshasa escape. ”

Yun He gave an order, and the dozen or so cultivators standing behind him immediately scattered in all directions, each of them began to look for traces of the Ghost Face Rakshasa .

However, at this time, Sun Yang had already returned home, and in his room, he used a trace of the Nine Heavens Xuanhuo to seal the black package containing the colorful stones, so that the huge spiritual power fluctuations would not spread out.

After dealing with all this, Sun Yang took out the green jade ring he had obtained before, wanting to see what treasures were inside.

But just as he took the green jade ring out of his clothes pocket, there was a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power behind him.

"How dare you attack me!"

Sun Yang took a sharp step forward, just dodging the sneak attack from behind, and then he quickly turned around, only to see a man as thin as a monkey standing behind him.

The man was about forty years old, and Sun Yang could tell from the aura emanating from him that this person's cultivation should be in the double level of the body refining realm.

"Sun Yang, your reputation is very great, I used to say that you were a waste, but I didn't expect you to be deeply hidden, and your cultivation should have been in the Quenching Realm, right?"

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, let you be a ghost, my name is Flying Ape, the Tiger Gang Heavenly Ape Hall Master, someone paid a million to buy your life, and I am here to take your life!"

A faint smile appeared on the Flying Ape's face, as if he was not in a hurry to kill Sun Yang.

"The person who is willing to spend a million to buy you to kill me should be Lin Jie's idiot, right? I really can't think of anyone who is so two!"

"Yes! You guessed it. ”

The corners of Sun Yang's mouth hooked up a sneer: "But you guessed one thing wrong." ”

The flying ape was slightly stunned, and subconsciously asked, "What did I guess wrong?"

Sun Yang didn't speak, but directly burst out with the aura of his own quenching triple peak, and a vacuum suddenly formed in the small room, and even the air seemed to be squeezed and made an air explosion.

"What!?"

The Flying Ape's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "Quench...... You are a ...... of quenching."

Sun Yang smiled evilly: "You know too much!"

As he spoke, a punch burst out like lightning, and the sound of air explosion accompanied by Sun Yang's fist resounded endlessly.

Before the flying ape could react, the giant hammer-like fist had already slammed into his chest.

"Bang!"

A dull blow sounded instantly, and the body of the flying ape flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

But at this moment, Sun Yang suddenly reached out and grabbed the flying ape's ankle, grabbed him stiffly, and slammed it on the ground under his feet with his backhand.

Before the Flying Ape could get up, Sun Yang's knees had already knelt down towards his head.

"Click"

The Flying Ape's head suddenly made a crisp bone cracking sound, revealing that his skull had been shattered by Sun Yang's knee.

"Alas, it's bloody and it's time to clean up, it's really annoying!"

Sun Yang was about to clean up the mess, afraid that Ma Xiyue would come back and see it, but at this moment, fluctuations from the spiritual power imprint suddenly appeared in his mind.

After a hurried check, Sun Yang's eyes suddenly tightened: "Xiyue is in danger!"

Sun Yang couldn't care about anything now, he turned around and rushed towards the door.

Even the aura of cultivation on his body was no longer hidden, and it spread out without reservation, running like a gust of wind, constantly shuttling through the streets and alleys.

Pedestrians on the street also noticed this running figure, but no one could know Sun Yang's face.

"Damn, my eyes are not spent, is that a person just now?!"

"You're not dazzled, that's really a person!"

"Can a man run so fast?"

"I'm afraid that's the legendary cultivator!"

"It's so cool, I want to practice too!"

Sun Yang didn't care about the discussions of the pedestrians on the street, because he knew that with his speed, others would not be able to see his face, and his attention at this time was all focused on the spiritual imprint in his mind.

Sun Yang felt the distance between the mysterious power and Ma Xiyue while running, and it was getting closer and closer at this time!