Xingzun didn't just pierce Maple Song's heart, I saw him inject power into the demon knife "Tyrant", purple light opened a large circular hole in the piercing part, and blood was sprinkled all over the floor covered with maple leaves, but he deliberately let the heart intact and withdrew the knife, holding Feng Song's still beating heart high in front of everyone, spreading fear like an abyss.

If it is only a skin injury, an immortal cultivator can obtain the repair ability at least ten times faster than a mortal through the operation of true qi, but if the internal organs are destroyed or taken away, there is no way, after all, the immortal cultivator has not yet reached the realm of soul shedding and soaring, and cannot be like the star demon beast clan whose soul turns into a star soul martial for eternity, and can be reborn after a period of time.

"You...... You bastards!! ”

Feng Shuo stepped forward with his sword to challenge Xingzun, only to see Xingzun slash Feng Song's heart with a few strokes of his sword and then face it, it can be said that even if the world's first-class physician from Bihe Hall is present, he will not be able to save Feng Song's life.

Feng Luoyan picked up Feng Song, who sacrificed to save her life, and now everyone knows that the comforting words of "you will get better" cannot happen, so he can only tremble his lips and slowly spit out a sentence: "Little Songguo, you are so stupid......"

The scene in front of me seems to go back to a hundred years ago, when the Tiangang catastrophe had not yet happened, the number of disciples of the Red Maple Sect was not many at that time, and the current head Feng Chen was the first generation of disciples taught by Feng Luo, and then successively accepted many second-generation protégés, including his own grandson Feng Wuji, although Feng Chen was not outstanding in the talent of cultivating immortals and cultivating the Dao, but he was quite elegant in managing and guiding the younger generations, and shared a lot of burdens for Feng Luo.

Feng Song is the third generation of disciples, at that time Feng Song was not as strong and thick as a pine tree like now, it looks like a hairy child who loves little chubby, his qualifications are not high, he is always careless when he practices martial arts, and he can fall down when he runs.

Although none of the seniors around him blamed or despised Feng Song, he always blamed himself for dragging the back of the Red Maple Gate, every time he went out to crusade against Warcraft or participate in the sect competition, Feng Song always hid behind everyone and watched silently, as if he could not make any contribution to the Red Maple Gate, and was free from everyone.

Such a small pine cone, after the experience of time, has also grown into a towering tree that shelters the younger generations from the wind and rain, the sun and the shade.

Facing Shizu's question, the dying Fengsong did not have any pain or sadness on his face, and smirked with relief: "If something happens to Shizu...... I can't ...... Explain to the senior brother who is lying there......"

Feng Rin also rushed to Feng Song's side to greet the situation, Feng Song grabbed her hand and whispered with difficulty, "Senior Sister Rin, I'm not behind...... You have to take good care of your Senior Brother Shuo...... He is willing to do anything for you, but it is often so easy to go astray. ”

Feng Rin: "Senior Brother Song, I will promise you whatever you say, Senior Brother is no longer here, we can't lose you anymore!" ”

Feng Song smiled: "Silly girl, people are born to die, and I, Feng Song, don't want to die with a sad face." ”

After saying that, Feng Song's eyes began to close, and the blood flowing from the wound on the ground made Feng Luoyan and Feng Rin's originally red clothes more dazzling, Feng Luoyan gently put down her beloved disciple, her eyes became sharp, and she stared at the people who traveled through the underworld at night.

Feng Rin: "Master must be calm, and no more meaningless sacrifices!" ”

Feng Luo: "Don't worry, I'll be fine." ”

Shi Wanjun and Shi Zhonglong, the two brothers, stood at the forefront together to resist the attack of the corpse with the Mixed Yuan Vajra Wall, and protected the weak Red Maple Sect disciples to deal with the corpse soldiers in the back row, turning the absorbed impact into the Mixed Yuan Vajra Palm again and again, and with the assistance of the Guanyin Wenniao of the pomegranate, the qigong bomb was collected and aimed at the corpse's hundred-legged head for a precise attack, and soon the giant monster's body shape was crooked, obviously hitting the weak point and working.

Corpse Zhongbai stood at the head of the hundred-legged monster and smiled: "I'm sorry, I need you to cover for me during the repair period." ”

I saw the strong white-bearded old man take a step forward, and as soon as the dark night ghost trick "Moonlit Night Corpse Transformation" came out, the already thick and strong arm further blackened and expanded, and with a wave of the arm, it could actually set off a gale to repel everyone.

"Let's make the banquet a little more lively!"

With the order of the corpse concubine, not only the corpse group, but now the cat group has to be added to make trouble, Shi Wanjun commanded: "Give priority to protecting yourself, don't mess up!" ”

Hearing this, Shi Zhonglong remembered that his daughter Shi Rou also came with him, wouldn't this chaotic situation be in danger? Immediately shouted to Shi Weihu: "Weihu, take Rou'er out of here first!" ”

Shi Weihu: "Uncle I'm sorry, Miss Rou...... Not by my side. ”

Shi Zhonglong exclaimed: "What?! Where did this girl go?? ”

Shi Weihu: "She took a look at Feng Wuji's body and pushed me away and ran away alone." ”

Shi Zhonglong: "Then you hurry up now to protect her safety, she is already surrounded by undead monsters here, and her situation is very dangerous!" ”

Shi Weihu: "But ...... here"

Shi Zhonglong: "Don't talk nonsense, go quickly!" Otherwise, the old man will regret entrusting his daughter to you! ”

Shi Weihu fought his way out of the undead army, and while the righteous path cultivators were overwhelmed, the corpse lady swaggered towards the place where Feng Wuji's coffin was placed.

Feng Shuo is still not Xingzun's opponent after all, this is the fifth time he has been knocked to the ground by the enemy, and he can barely fight with Xingzun a few times during the period of Feng Piao Sanhua, once Feng Piao Sanhua is over, he can only be beaten all the time, and there is no chance of winning.

Feng Chen on the side commanded: "The enemy is very strong and cannot be dealt with alone, and it is difficult for him to defend against attacking together. ”

Feng Shuo: "Yes, master. ”

However, as soon as the two of them were about to make a move, they saw a red shadow passing from above, launching a fierce attack on Xingzun, and it was Feng Luo! Her long jet-black hair had turned maple red, exactly the same color as Kaede Wuji's, and it seemed that she had finally moved to her senses.

Under the opportunity of Feng Luoji to slow down the pace of Xingzun, she also arranged for Feng Rin to go to stop the corpse Yuan, and the act of wanting to quietly steal Feng Wuji's corpse could not hide from Feng Luoji's eyes.

The corpse Yuan stretched out her hand to inject true qi into the corpse in the coffin and was casting a spell, when suddenly a sword light fell, making her quickly retract her arm, only to see Feng Rin fall in front of her, her eyes sharpened, and she shouted: "Don't want to get close to Senior Brother!" ”

The corpse Yuan casually took a puff of cigarette gun, spit out a wisp of green smoke, and smiled at Feng Rin: "It seems that your master and seniors have made a mistake, and they actually sent you, a little girl, to stop the mourning family." ”

Suddenly, a puff of black smoke came out from behind the corpse girl, this force was unusual, and Feng Rin could feel the approaching crisis!

"Let me tell you a piece of information, the mourning family is the strongest person in the nocturnal underworld."