How could Xu Feng not hear the faint irony in Fu Qingshan's words, and said coldly: "I, Xu Feng, have never been a gentleman!"

Looking at the pair of eager eyes in front of him, the feeling of eagerness to try was like a moth struggling to run towards the fire, Xu Feng faintly felt that there was a pair of fateful hands, firmly grasping the cultivators in the cave, as if there was a higher existence in the underworld, teasing the ignorant creatures at will, and the cold and dark caves around were the graves that buried more than a thousand lives. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking back to what he said in front of the cave gate, Xu Feng found that this world was not as simple as he imagined.

The black sword in his hand came with a clearer feeling, it was a kind of coldness of killing, this regular tremor was completely different from the past, the high-speed tremor in the past in the battle was just a simple thirst, the thirst for battle, and this kind of vibration was much more complicated, there was excitement in it, there was a kind of insidious pleasure of success, and there was a desire to see relatives.

"Little Black, are there any of your kind in this dark cave?! Xu Feng pondered to himself in the deep cave, but he didn't notice the phosphorescent light that flashed on the black sword in his hand.

The most trusted people in front of me are none other than Jiang Liao, A Cai, the third senior brother, the fourth senior brother, Wang Debang, Elder Miaoyu, five or six people. Xu Feng said categorically: "It seems that casualties are inevitable, and when the accident comes, we can only fight and retreat!"

"Retreat!" suddenly a thunderous voice sounded in the cave, "Haha...... If you're here, let's die here!"

A tall figure with his hands behind his back slowly flew out of the cave, stepping on a black cloud under his feet, quietly stopping at a height of several feet, looking down at the people below with a mocking face.

"One by one, they claim to be famous and decent, but they are worried about the old man's gold and silver magic weapons, and they have the ability to rob it as openly and brightly as the old man, so why bother with any excuses for the way of heaven! Only the weak need to cover up, and here the old man, the weak can only die, not to mention the stupid weak. Ha ha...... Haha......"

In the midst of laughter, the ground shook. A wave of the upper realm of the Creation Realm on the body of the Immortal Soul Sect Master steadily overwhelmed the people below, and with a wave of his gray sleeve robe, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded in the cave mansion, and the originally gloomy cave mansion appeared even darker. Everyone knew in their hearts that the gate of the cave that had been broken down had actually closed again under the wave of the broken army.

"It's just a realm of creation, I thought there was some mystery, breaking the army, what yin and evil are all used out, today is the day of the destruction of the Immortal Soul Gate!" Fu Qingshan said.

The broken army did not smile, silently standing in the clouds, and behind him was a deep cave, which looked extremely weird.

He didn't seem to hear Fu Qingshan's words at all, his mind moved, his eyes showed a faint blue color, and he stared at Xu Feng and Jiang Liao tightly.

"Two, don't come unharmed!" Po Jun said coldly.

Xu Feng looked at it coldly, and the moment his eyes met, there was a bang in the Mud Pill Palace.

"Grass! It's an old trick again" Gray-eyed eyes suddenly appeared in his heart, and the cold eyes of the elder before he died gradually changed into Ma Qianli's horse face with a cruel smile. The divine thoughts hurriedly condensed, and they were able to withstand the coercion released by the broken army.

"Gray Eyes died a good death. Po Jun looked at Xu Feng and nodded slowly, his eyes fell on the black sword in his hand, his expression was bright, and he continued: "Black and white are not at a loss, not at all. ”

"Ouyang Xun, Bai Maoxian, you are deceiving people too much! These shrimp soldiers and crab generals want to kill the old man, haha...... Come and don't be rude, the old man will kill all your disciples today......" Pojun suddenly went berserk, his long gray-black hair flew without wind, and he pointed at Fu Qingshan with a halberd in one hand and said: "You doll said the opposite, today is not the day when my Immortal Soul Gate will be destroyed, but the beginning of my Immortal Soul Sect's dominance of Yunmeng!"

"Kill me!" the broken army roared, and the entire cave trembled, and some of the stone pillars and stone walls that had supported thousands of years actually collapsed into tiny cracks, and the gray night pearls inlaid on the stone wall reliefs gradually lit up with a miserable green light. The yin wind began to roar angrily, like ten thousand horses galloping, rushing forward, and thousands of hollow-eyed corpse puppets, dressed in the same clothes, came out from behind the broken army like a flood!

"Corpse puppet!" Miaoyu shouted, and the floating dust in her hand waved out a face door of the corpse puppet in the front of the True Yuan Body, with a crisp sound, under the faint green light, half of the corpse puppet's skull and the already dried flesh and skin flew everywhere, and the corpse puppet was beaten back a foot, leaving only a half-pulled dry head and shook suddenly, and pounced again without saying a word!

With the realm of Miaoyu, this kind of floating dust that condenses the true yuan is the body of the Jinshi realm, and it will also be seriously injured and retreat.

"Corpse puppet of the Creation Realm!" Fu Qingshan said in shock, and the wooden sword in his hand suddenly turned into a sword shadow in the sky, protecting the land around him.

The army of corpse puppets suddenly pressed, with a screaming sound of breaking wind, as if a flood had flooded the ant colony, and countless disciples were suddenly shattered by the corpse puppets that attacked at high speed, and their bodies and souls were destroyed, and they were drowned in the corpse puppet team before they had time to scream.

The broken army stood in the air, and at this time, the nine elders of the Immortal Soul Gate were lined up behind him. These elders were devoured by the Heavenly Demon Strategy's exercises, and although they still had human reason, their eyes were already glowing with a dark green light, like bloodthirsty beasts.

"Sure enough, it is the remnants of the demon clan, these corpse puppets can only be refined by the exercises in the Heavenly Demon Strategy, everyone retreat!"

There is no need to shout back, most of these disciples are only in the Apocalypse realm, and only a few are only in the Jinshi realm, and they are not the opponents of the corpse puppets at all.

The team of thousands of people collapsed in an instant, running frantically in the direction they came from. The hundred-zhang-wide cave was instantly plunged into a scuffle, and the cries and frightens were mixed with blood and light.

Several senior brothers of the White Tiger Gate, relying on the tall bodies of the beasts, relied on each other to form a battle group, barely resisting the impact of the corpse puppets, and the violent tiger roars came and went, and the entire cave became a real battlefield, and a brutal killing that did not see the light of day unfolded.

It was only at this time that everyone remembered Xu Feng's warning, but it was too late, there were disciples who fell down in the screams, and the corpse puppet's steel-like arm was punched into a disciple's chest, and he grabbed it expressionlessly, and a trace of black mist rose from the dry arm, and dissipated instantly, and the famous disciple who was caught had his eyes wide open, and he was killed, and the corpse puppet with blood mixed with internal organs was all over his body.

Bellow...... A strange cry like a cow's bark, but colder than a cow's bark, sounded.

The corpse golem infected with human blood was extremely excited, as if the cold body had received some warmth, and immediately accelerated the speed of the forward rush.

Although the cave is wide but empty, there is no place to hide, a few frightened disciples rushed towards the direction of the cave, before the team of corpse puppets was killed, the body was cut in half by the blue sword qi, and the meaning of the elders standing in the air was obvious - there is no forgiveness for killing!

In the moment of crisis and chaos, everyone's cultivation ability was revealed, and the title of Fu Qingshan's thin horse remnant sword was indeed not in vain, and a person relied on a wooden sword to open a clearing in the torrent of corpse puppets.

The third senior brother and the fourth senior brother and Xuan Peipei also formed a battle group at this time, and their fists combined with the long sword resisted the attack of the corpse puppet. Led by Jiang Liao, Wang Debang and Ding Kaishan formed a fierce thick shield, with swords and axes horizontally out, and black rods like dragons, killing a rock in the torrent with desperate determination, protecting many disciples, and attracting more and more corpse puppets to besiege.

Elder Miaoyu flew up in the midst of everyone, unloaded the sword qi of the Nine Elders' sneak attack with a palm back, stepped on the head, turned into a gray shadow and ran in the direction of the mountain gate, wanting to blast open the mountain gate and let many disciples escape from the hellish cave in front of them.

Although these corpse puppets are in the Creation Realm, their exercises and moves are far less flexible than those of the Creation Realm powerhouses, and they are not really masters who have cultivated to the Creation Realm, but the corpses that have been refined by the Heavenly Demon Strategy are comparable to the Creation Realm in terms of the speed and strength of their attacks, but their body techniques and moves are much stiffer.

After the initial panic, three or four hundred disciples died on the spot, and some nimble disciples gradually realized the way to deal with them, just to deal with these stiff corpse puppets, and to meet each other with blades to avoid the direct bombardment of the true yuan.

Xu Feng was entangled with these corpse puppets while protecting Ah Cai's side, and scolded in his mouth: "The boat has capsized in the gutter, and this time I have stabbed a hornet's nest!"

The Heavenly Demon Ce was not originally called the Heavenly Demon Strategy, but it was just one of the Tianzi classics of the Sanqing Daomen, which was stolen by an apologetic leader 10,000 years ago. This apologist has a profound realm, and has studied various Dao methods all his life, transforming the original exercises, and only then has he formed the evil and insidious Heavenly Demon Strategy. The reason why it is called the Heavenly Demon Ce is because this book has not appeared in the past thousand years, but it has appeared twice in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains of the Rakshasa Ghost Country in the past hundred years.

In order to hunt down this Dao Sect traitor, the masters of the Tianzi Hall of the Sanqing Dao Sect created many exercises against the Heavenly Demon Strategy, and among these masters was the genius ancestor of Ling Xuan Pavilion. In the face of such a vast corpse puppet, Xu Feng Mud Pill Palace naturally jumped out of a sword technique - the Holy Yan Exorcism Order. This is one of the thirty-two petal lotus flowers, Xu Feng has never used it, the divine thoughts are condensed, the black sword in his hand suddenly stands still in the air, a dignified and sacred aura spreads to the surroundings, the sword returns to his hand again, it seems to have become very heavy, and a feeling of integrity and straightness immediately fills his heart.

Like a lotus flower, the black sword danced into a circular lotus flower in the middle of many corpse puppets, and layers of sword qi intertwined down, those corpse puppets felt the sword qi, and obviously stagnated, and a thin hole like a lotus seed appeared between their eyebrows and eyes, and then with a bang, the heavenly spirit cover exploded into a cloud of gray smoke.

"Shengyan's exorcism, it's really good. In the midst of a crisis, Xu Feng couldn't help but admire this set of swordsmanship.

"Master, let's be together!" Ah Cai stepped on the lotus flower, turning into a white shadow, moving from Xu Feng's left to the right, and an arc struck out, forming the shape of a petal.