Opening the door of the secret room, a thick bloody gas rushed directly into Zheng Lei's nose, he paused, Yuan Zhi dispersed, and couldn't help but gasp, only to see that in the passage outside the secret room, there were dead corpses, falling to the ground, these people were all sealed with a sword.

Looking at these dead bodies, Zheng Lei could imagine what a tragic struggle Tian Chengyang had experienced not long ago. If it weren't for this, Tian Chengyang would not have been injured so badly, after all, he still had the Seven-Star Longquan Sword in his hand, even if his cultivation was not high enough, the Longquan Sword also had a certain effect of protecting the master, but even so, he was still so seriously injured.

"Yuanyuan, be careful. Zheng Lei said softly.

Just as he was about to move forward, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, Nie Yuan didn't respond, and hurriedly glanced behind him, and found that the Demon Heart Dagger was suspended in front of Nie Yuan's body, constantly exuding a strong demonic energy, and bursts of resentment emanated from the dead corpses on the ground, and were absorbed by the Demon Heart Dagger.

The Demon Heart Dagger, which had absorbed the resentment, was very excited, and it continued to tremble in Nie Yuan's hand, and even made a slight sound.

Suddenly, a bright light came out of the passage, and someone rushed in outside, under the light, Zheng Lei saw that the dead corpses on the ground were rapidly withering, and what was sucked away by the Demon Heart Dagger was not only the residual resentment on these dead corpses, but also the last little bit of essence on their bodies, although after death, the soul will dissipate in a very short time, but the essence of the physical body will still exist for a while before dissipating.

Zheng Lei didn't have time to pay attention to whether Nie Yuan had already absorbed the resentment here, because the people who rushed in outside had already come to a place four or five meters in front of him.

These people are all dressed in black, holding a narrow Japanese knife in their hands, Zheng Lei Yuan swept away, these people who rushed in were only the fourth step of cultivation, in front of him, it was not worth mentioning at all, no matter how many came, they were all a pile of scum.

Just as Zheng Lei raised his hand and was about to shoot a thunderbolt, the man in black on the opposite side rushed up first, but as soon as the man in black took a step, he was stunned, and after an instant, he turned his head and slashed towards the person behind him.

Zheng Lei turned his head to look at it with some doubts, and saw that black ripples were constantly spreading on the Demon Heart Dagger, and everyone who was swept by the ripples fell into a frenzy one by one, constantly attacking the people around him, and he didn't distinguish between friend and foe.

Seeing the enemy in chaos, Zheng Lei was also happy to be idle, he didn't have to make a move, but he also saved a little effort, who knew that after walking out of this passage, something would be waiting for him.

The man in black kept falling, and everyone would regain consciousness the moment they fell, so that they were unwilling to die in their hearts, so that every time they died, the Demon Heart Dagger would get some resentment.

There was a constant sound of ping-pong in the passage, it was those men in black who were fighting, no one knew who they were attacking, everyone thought they were attacking the dead enemy, and when everyone was dying, they would find that their companions were killed by themselves, so that there was more or less resentment in their hearts.

The sound of ping-pong became farther and farther away, and finally gradually disappeared, and the passage fell into silence, and bursts of bloody breath continued to stimulate Zheng Lei's sense of smell, which made me really unhappy.

Nie Yuan took the dagger back with a swoop, and the black ripples emitted from the dagger disappeared, and all the dead corpses in the passage also turned into dried corpses.

Zheng Lei stepped on the dried corpses on the ground and walked towards the outside of the passage, his Yuan Zhi had already found that outside was the Yuncong Divine Palace built by Tian Chengyang in Japan, including the Sanqing Palace, there were many dead corpses lying there, but those dead corpses had been dead for a relatively long time, and even the blood had already coagulated a little.

At the same time, he also found that outside the gate of Yuncong Divine Palace, there were at least five hundred people standing, and almost half of these people's cultivation had reached the fifth step, but most of these fifth-step cultivators had just stepped into the fifth step, and some of them had not even stabilized their cultivation, and Zheng Lei could feel that the aura on their bodies was still fluctuating.

Walking out of the passage, it was still dark outside, it was night at this time, under the night, there were no flickering neon lights around Yuncong Divine Palace, on the contrary, this area was in a state of power outage, no need to think about it, the reason for this power outage was done by those who attacked Tian Chengyang, and according to Zheng Lei's speculation, the person who attacked Tian Chengyang should be Yue Qingmei.

However, Zheng Lei's Yuan Zhi didn't find Yue Qingmei's existence, I don't know if it was because of the quaint mirror, or if Yue Qingmei was not here in the first place.

Outside the passage, is the room where Tian Chengyang usually lives, in this room, there is not much blood, only a bloodstain comes in from the outside, extending to the corner of a wall, on the wall is a bookcase, and the blood stains stick in from under the bookcase.

It seems that when Tian Chengyang came back from outside, he was already seriously injured, and his body was constantly bleeding, perhaps it was because of these bloodstains that Tian Chengyang's traces were exposed.

Zheng Lei frowned tightly and looked at this room by the not bright moonlight, the windows of the room had been shattered, the glass slag was broken inside and outside the house, and the night wind blew, with a thick bloody smell in the wind.

Nie Yuan stood behind Zheng Lei, the Demon Heart Dagger in her hand was still trembling, and it seemed to feel that there were still a lot of dead bodies and grievances outside the room.

Zheng Lei didn't speak, he gently raised his feet and walked out of the room, and suddenly two searchlights hit him, stimulated by the strong light, Zheng Lei couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly for a while, but his Yuan Zhi clearly found that the black-clothed people outside the gate had all rushed in, forming a semicircle, surrounding him and Nie Yuan, behind them, was the secret room that came out, it seemed that they had no way out.

However, this time, Zheng Lei didn't need to retreat, while seeing Tian Chengyang, he had already made a decision in his heart, if someone stopped him after walking out of this passage, he would kill and never leave a living mouth in his hands.

The light of the searchlight still hit Zheng Lei and Nie Yuan, illuminating them as the focus of the night.

Zheng Lei didn't like the feeling of being noticed, and with a slight movement of his fingers, two thunderbolts suddenly emitted from his body, and in the blink of an eye, the two searchlights shattered at the same time.

At the same time as the searchlight shattered, the people around them shot at the same time, and the light of the spells rushed up, although Zheng Lei didn't like to be the focus, but at this time he and Nie Yuan still became the focus of these spells.

It's just a rabble, and now Zheng Lei, even if he stands here still, they can't hurt a bit, not to mention that Zheng Lei has no intention of not making a move.

He just quietly opened a barrier, and easily blocked the light of those spells, he raised his right hand slightly, and the Huolin Sword didn't know when it was already in his hand.

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly heard a voice: "Do you think you can escape this time with this woman?"

Zheng Lei followed the prestige, and saw a woman standing on the roof opposite him, holding a long knife in one hand, a mirror in the other, and a black magatama hanging on her chest. Although they were far away, he could still see clearly that the knife in Nie Yuan's hand was the demon knife that had injured him, Muramasa.

"Hmph!" Zheng Lei snorted coldly and said, "Do you think that Muramasa can defeat me? Relying on the cultivation that you have pieced together, there will never be the possibility of improvement, and now you are like meat on a chopping board, just waiting for me to cut it down one by one!"

"Hard mouth! Fight first, then talk!" Yue Qingmei shouted and jumped down from the roof, waved the demon knife Muramasa, and slashed towards Zheng Lei.

Zheng Lei turned his head to look at Nie Yuan, and Nie Yuan said, "Brother, these people are handed over to me, don't worry, none of them can leave!"

Zheng Lei nodded, and the Huolin Sword shook and rushed towards Yue Qingmei.

With a bang, the Huolin Sword and the Demon Sword Village collided together, Zheng Lei was suddenly shaken away, and a powerful force came out from above the Demon Sword Village, and the Huolin Sword was about to rush towards Zheng Lei's hand.

Suddenly, the Huolin Sword let out a roar, and suddenly a raging flame erupted on it, rolling up the power that had been transmitted and blasting out, heading straight for Yue Qingmei's front door.

Yue Qingmei snorted coldly, and made two slammed noises in front of her, drawing a big fork, and the flames that rushed over were actually divided into four parts, and slid away from her side, without hurting him in the slightest.

With one blow, the two were evenly matched, no one got any bargain, and there was no winner between the Huolin Sword and the Muramasa, but judging from the momentum of the appearance, the momentum of the Huolin Sword was much stronger, and the surging flames almost wrapped Zheng Lei's whole body, but there was nothing emanating from the Muramasa.

Yue Qingmei put Mura Zheng in front of her eyes and said softly: "Murazheng, you have been sealed for nearly a thousand years, and today is the moment when you lift the ban! Liberate, Muramasa!" As she spoke, Yue Qingmei pointed Mura Zheng forward, and suddenly the demon knife Mura Zheng in her hand shattered inch by inch and disappeared without a trace.

Zheng Lei frowned slightly, Yuan Zhi paid attention to the surroundings, and suddenly, he found that behind Yue Qingmei stood back to back with a boy, the boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.

Zheng Lei didn't dare to be careless, since the Demon Sword Village could be sealed for nearly a thousand years, there must be a reason for banning, and now it was suddenly liberated, and the resentment emanating from it was not ordinarily big, and after it was liberated, it turned into a boy and stuck behind Yue Qingmei, which made Zheng Lei more vigilant.

With a swish, Yue Qingmei's figure turned into a black light and rushed towards Zheng Lei, Zheng Lei did not hesitate to stab the Huolin Sword forward, and did not directly stab Yue Qingmei's body, but after stabbing out, a powerful thunder power instantly gushed out from the tip of the Huolin Sword, and then he slammed back the sword and slashed behind him, and the thunder power also exploded suddenly.