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Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Seeing the Tianyin Sect cultivators rush down the ship of ten thousand ghosts and kill them with the ghost energy filling the sky, Wang Feng and the rest of the Qingyang Sect disciples turned pale.

There are only a few dozen of them. Among them, Wang Feng, who has the highest cultivation level, is also the fifth heaven of the Immortal Sovereign Realm. How can he defeat these vicious Tianyin cultivators?

"Brother Wang, what should we do now?!"

Someone panicked.

The two sides are completely unequal in terms of quantity and cultivation. What can Wang Feng do? He could only look at He Yiming above for help and shouted "Elder".

If there is anyone present who can save them, that person can only be He Yiming. As for Yang Xuan, an outsider, Wang Feng asked himself that he was not an opponent, but he did not have much hope.

It is true that Yang Xuan's talent is extraordinary, and he is hidden. He is a rare immortal demon. It is rumored that he has the invincible combat power of his generation, but the rumors are rumors after all. No one has ever seen Yang Xuan really do it with others. .

In Wang Feng's view, Yang Xuan can at most fight against ordinary lower immortal kings with all his strength. A Tianyin Sect cultivator, he may not be able to deal with it alone.

Ghost monks deal with corpses all the year round. They are not only brave and good at fighting, but also extremely vicious. They are also good at all kinds of ghost control techniques. They are very difficult to deal with. kill.

Almost all of the Tianyin Sect disciples have one or two ghost servants by their side, and most of those ghost servants are made from the corpses of monks, and the methods are cruel and evil.

"Go, as long as you reach Yuanshixing, you will be safe."

He Yiming shouted loudly and pushed back the old ghost Mo Li with one palm. He fought against the old ghost Mo Li a lot, and they knew each other well. Leaving aside the ghost servants of the old ghost Mo Li, in terms of strength alone, he Even better than the opponent.

"When you're about to die, you're still thinking about your disciples. You, the Great Elder of Qingyang Sect, are really competent. It's a pity, unfortunately, you are destined to die today, and the disciples below you will also be buried with you."

The old ghost Mo Li said coldly, holding his hands together while stabilizing his figure, the void in front of him suddenly rippled a little.

Roar!

The next moment, accompanied by a ferocious and irritable roar, a huge corpse puppet with a height of ten meters, blue face, fangs, and two horns suddenly emerged from the void and quickly killed He Yiming.

"Just relying on this ghost servant of the Immortal King Realm, I can't do anything about it."

As He Yiming spoke, he quickly took out an immortal sword. The sword was about three feet seven inches long, and the whole body was dark cyan. A layer of pale white flames lingered on the edge of the sword, exuding a tyrannical aura that was as strong as the sun.

"This is... Qingyang Sword!"

The old ghost Mo Li looked at it a little, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

This Qingyang sword is a pure Yang magic weapon left by the ancestor of Qingyang Sect, Qingyang Immortal Emperor. The effect cannot be underestimated.

While thinking about it, the old ghost Mo Li sneered again and nodded, "Okay, okay, I didn't expect the Qingyang Sword to be in your hands. It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it won't take much effort to get it."

Half a day ago, their Tianyin Sect sent a raid on the Qingyang Sect. Because of the divine envoy, they destroyed the entire Qingyang Sect in just half an hour, but the subsequent carpet search was still unsuccessful. Find the Qingyang Sword, the treasure of the Qingyang Sect.

For this reason, the Sect Master of Tianyin Sect was furious and ordered the people below to search the entire Qingyang Immortal Mountain to find this sword. Who would have thought that this sword was not in Qingyang Sect at all, but was taken away from the mountain gate by He Yiming. .

"Hmph, you'd better worry about your ghost servant first!"