People die like lights go out, and it is impossible for the Yuan Infant to go out of the body, so the monks below the Yuan Infant are dead when they die, and it is impossible to be resurrected, and their souls cannot enter the six realms of reincarnation, because the monks are all people who are against the sky, and this is the price that must be paid for the pursuit of immortality.

The reason why people in the Demon Path are not tolerated by the righteous path is because they are cruel and ruthless, for example, there is a cultivation technique called corpse control technique, which needs to use the mortal soul as the medium and their own cultivation as the cornerstone.

The caster can resurrect the dead for a short time, retain some of the habits of the previous life, and become a walking corpse, at the cost of the deceased's soul being devoured by evil spirits, and will never be able to live beyond life!

This is a very inhumane practice, so people in the devil's way are not tolerated by the world, and everyone will be punished if they get it.

"Everyone be careful!" reminded the well-informed Xuyuan.

The others were immediately very vigilant, and their bodies suddenly tensed, but when they saw the faces of those three people and the Qingyun Sect clothes they were wearing, they still couldn't bear it.

"If you don't want to die here, don't be soft-hearted, they are no longer alive!" As if seeing through their minds, Xu Yuan reminded again, and at the same time clenched the long sword in his hand, looked at the spell caster Feng Ping, and said loudly: "He asked me to come!"

Liu Qingfeng, who was behind Feng Ping, put his arms in his arms and asked jokingly, "Are you sure it's okay?"

"No problem, you just hold the altar. ”

Feng Ping said without looking back, his tone was very calm.

"Okay. ”

Liu Qingfeng nodded, turned around and left.

"I can't let him behave all of them, and try to make Elder Shui aware of my existence as well. Seeing his behavior, Feng Ping thought disapprovingly in his heart.

Everyone has the heart to compare, and so does Feng Ping, he thinks he is very talented, so this dangerous plan, he will take the initiative to ask for battle, in order to hope that the high-level of the sect will notice his existence and know his value.

Although his strength is weaker than Liu Qingfeng, and he has only condensed five foundations, but in the Water Cloud Sect, who doesn't know his Feng Ping's name, so dealing with a few juniors in the condensation period, he thinks it's a matter of being able to catch it, and he doesn't need the help of others!

"In the shortest possible time, kill them and prove your strength!"

He thought in his heart, five abutments appeared behind him, slowly rotating, and his powerful strength also completely exploded at this moment, the black robe was windless and automatic, and his own black qi was swirling!

The three deceased who came back from the dead, their pale faces, there were spider web-like black lines spreading, their expressions were very hideous, and at the same time, the weapons in their hands had been swung towards their former comrades!

The living Qingyun Sect disciples stepped forward, and suddenly became a mess, and when these figures were entangled, a figure with a strange speed and extremely conspicuous figure came out, he was Xu Yuan, and his target was Feng Ping's head.

"Condensation Great Perfection!"

This disciple who was the number one in the God of War ranking finally revealed his true cultivation at this moment!

Feng Ping was slightly surprised when he saw this scene, but his movements were not chaotic at all, and in the next moment, several fireball spells had already flown towards the other party, and the spells released during the foundation building period were of course mid-level, and the destructive power was amazing!

Bang bang bang!

For a while, the smoke and dust were confused, swallowing Xu Yuan's entire figure, but soon he killed, and the cold light of the sword in his hand flashed, slashing towards Feng Ping, who was in a hurry, and could only resist with the staff in his hand.

Looking at each other, both of them had hideous expressions, and their strength was stalemate.

"Give me death!"

"Dreaming!"

The next moment, a strong force bounced the two away!

......

"Good chance, there is only one person left for them, we will rush to that altar now and destroy their plan!" Xu Ning, who saw this scene, was about to issue an order with the kobold military division beside him.

But at this moment, only Wang Yong was left by his side.

"They've already killed it. Wang Yong pointed to the side and said, many people there had already rushed out, and they were shouting kill and kill while running.

"Damn, don't you wait for me?" Xu Ning scolded.

"I've been waiting for you. Good friend Wang Yong stabbed him again.

"I didn't say you, go, follow me. ”

"Wait. ”

The spiritual power in the air suddenly fluctuated violently, and Wang Yong, who was very sensitive to this aspect, subconsciously grabbed Xu Ning's belt that was about to rush out, and pulled him back stiffly.

"What are you doing?" Xu Ning looked at him angrily.

"I ......" Wang Yong wanted to explain that something was wrong just now, and then before he could finish speaking, an astonishing sword aura swept around them, and the cold wind was biting, instantly freezing the nearby trees and flowers.

"I'll go. Seeing this scene, Xu Ning was stunned, and at the same time, he was glad that he didn't rush out just now, because he saw several people who were frozen into ice sculptures, and his face was as surprised as himself.

This is an all-round crushing of strength, so they don't even understand how they died.

But the people who were alive knew what was going on just now, and they looked at the black-clothed young man in shock, and they didn't dare to move, because it was he who suddenly condensed an ice sword, and a sword qi slashed towards them, causing such an astonishing destructive force.

"Can you do this?" was the thought of most of them at the moment.

The biting cold spread to the vicinity of the altar, causing the other people who were fighting separately to notice Liu Qingfeng, especially the eight pillars that were slowly rotating behind him!

"Eight abutments, how is it possible?"

"That was sword qi just now, and one sword killed so many of us?"

"Who the hell is this man!"

Holding a big knife and fighting with a bald head to fight a ping pong match, Atai, with an anxious look on his face, was silent, on the contrary, the bald man had a higher fighting spirit, and the four pedestals behind him symbolized his strength, and laughed: "It's useless, no matter how many of you are, you are not his opponent!"

In his mouth, he was referring to Liu Qingfeng, a veritable son of the Heavenly Pride of the Water Cloud Sect, the strength of the middle stage of foundation building, and an invincible sword cultivator!

"That's a lot of nonsense!" The spiritual power in Atai's body was running wildly, and he burst into a loud cry, cooperating with several people around him to attack him.

At the same time, seeing that the situation was unfavorable to Xu Yuan, the offensive was also more fierce, but he could only barely reach a tie with Feng Ping, and he couldn't get out for the time being.

Many masters of the Qingyun Sect have formed a containment situation with the two Demon Dao Zhuji, and they don't know if it is lucky or unlucky, fortunately, as long as they are dragged back, maybe the Qingyun Sect will send a strong person to support.

Unfortunately, there may not be that time, because there is also a mid-foundation building monk with eight foundations, eyeing him from the side, and with just one cold ice sword, he has killed several people, and the strength of the horror makes others frightened.

So the question arises, who will contain him?

"I have to go!" Xu Ning stood up and said with a righteous face.

"Can't go, that person is too strong!" Wang Yong tugged at his sleeve and motioned for him to squat down and hide.

I didn't know that Xu Ning didn't listen to persuasion at all, and he didn't move, but there was an extra brush in his hand, and he continued: "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, someone will always stand up and bear all this!"

At this moment, he seemed to be ready to die, so he shook his long sleeves hard, strode out, and shouted: "I'll fight you!"