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    "Eye of the devil!" The eyes in the vision of the devil fetus behind Yang Hong are deep and dark, and the entire eye socket is pitch black, illuminating the entire underground cave like two magic suns. Nalan Hanyu's chest rises and falls violently in the distance,  The shock that Yang Hong brought to her became more and more frightening every time, beyond imagination. At this moment, she only felt that under the magical power of her two eyes, she was like an ant, facing the gods, out of reach.  , this feeling has never been experienced by the supreme elders in the sect, or even her father.

    Nalan Hanyu is also the proud son of heaven, the darling of the Manghuang Sect. A sixteen-year-old turned into a peak monk and is respected by thousands of people. He is unattainable. But now he feels that there is an endless void between him and Yang Hong. No matter how he is, he is right there.  In front of her eyes, she couldn't figure it out. It seemed that there was always a cloud of fog around his body, making it impossible for her to see clearly and sinking deeply into it, making it difficult for her to extricate herself.

    "What kind of person is he?" Nalan Hanyu stared at Yang Hong, her eyes blurred. She was really deep in it and couldn't restrain it. A torrent seemed to surge out of her mind, completely occupied by Yang Hong's figure.  Everything about her, but Yang Hong in the distance closed his eyes slightly. He had just broken through and narrowly escaped death, but in comparison, his combat power had increased several times, and waves of surging demonic energy surged through his body.  Flow, the demonic eyes of the dantian demon fetus also slowly closed.

    When Yang Hong opened his eyes again, a wave of demonic energy rolled around his naked body, and he actually condensed into a black dress. Then he stepped out, holding the still shining Nalan Hanyu in his left hand, and walked towards the distance.  Sweeping out everywhere.

    What is a walker? Thirty thousand miles in one step. Even if it is an exaggeration, it is enough to show that the speed of the great Xiantian Walker monk is unparalleled and many times stronger than the fetus realm. Yang Hong pulled Nalan Hanyu without any of the charming thoughts before.  He had previously opened his demonic eyes, covering the entire underground cave, showing scenes of dim mirror images right in front of him, and one of the scenes showed an entrance to the cave. It was very possible to leave the passage here, and outside the passage,  There are also traces of the monks' fights, many corpses and blood stains.

    Yang Hong landed with a bang and stared at the entrance of the passage, his brows furrowed. His Demonic Eyes had just formed, and the manifestation mirror was not clear yet. He had only vaguely noticed this place before, but when he was close in front of him, he found this place.  The so-called exit was actually a stone door with formations carved on one side, tightly closed. However, in addition to the formations, there were many marks on it. They were not ancient. They were obviously created recently, destroying the entire formation.

    "These are our true disciples of the Manghuang Sect. Two more have died here. There are also three true disciples of the Qingyun Sect who have also died. There are more than ten elders from major families. Who did it?"  Nalan Hanyu stared at the corpses on the ground in surprise. They were all horrified. These corpses were all wearing the robes of various major sects and aristocratic families. They could identify their identities at a glance. She walked to the corpse of a monk from the Manghuang Sect with a pale face.  He leaned over to investigate and was shocked again: "This is Elder Han Feng of our Manghuang Sect, a great monk in the realm of refining gods. He has died and suffered heavy losses!"

    All the great cultivators of God Refining have died here. The previous fight was obviously extremely cruel. Nalan Hanyu gritted his teeth. This elder Han Feng was killed by someone using a half-mysterious weapon to penetrate his chest. It was obviously done by other cultivators, not  The puppet or formation here can be killed.

    "It seems that they escaped through here! But they are also vicious. After leaving, they destroyed the restriction and tried to trap the following monks to death!" Yang Hong's eyes flashed, the formation was obviously destroyed, but this  The stone door was still difficult to break open. The marks carved on it seemed chaotic, but they contained a mystery. They turned out to be another formation. Yang Hong frowned and stretched out his hand to push it out. As expected, it didn't move at all.

    "This is the Dumuejia Formation, a restriction set up by Elder Xuanyi of the Holy Fire Palace, a master of formations!" Nalan Hanyu calmed down, and then said with sharp eyes: "I am the only one here, the Manghuang Sect, the Qinghuang Sect,  The corpses of the monks from the Yang Zong and the Family Alliance, it is obvious that all this was done by the Holy Fire Palace. They killed their fellow disciples and even cut off their escape. They really deserve to be punished by God!"

    Everything in front of them is enough to show that the Qingyang Sect and the Manghuang Sect suffered huge losses this time. Even the elders of the sects died, and the bodies of the family alliance were countless. They entered the ruins of the Great Shura Sect this time, and they did not know.  It's a blessing or a curse. If you don't get the treasure of the skill, you will be in vain, and you will lose a lot of rice. Yang Hong stared at the corpses on the ground and the stone door, his face was calm, but his eyes were flashing with thoughts.

    "Anyway, let's get out of here first. Just a formation and patterns carved on the stone door can't block my way!" Yang Hong's face remained calm, and he suddenly stretched out a hand, crawled all over the magic patterns, and pressed it on the stone door.  On the top, waves of demonic energy poured in, and the entire stone gate suddenly emitted green light patterns, and Yang Hong's demonic energy clung to these green lights, contaminating them one by one, immediately assimilated, and was swallowed into Yang Hong's body, turning into  Own.

    Poof!  The elder of the Dumu'e armor formation with carved patterns is only a True Yuan realm monk. Although the formation pattern is mysterious, it can be seen in YangSwallowed by Hong's demonic energy, he was vulnerable to a single blow. In just a few breaths, it shattered inch by inch. With a creak, the stone door opened. However, Yang Hong pulled Nalan Hanyu aside and backed away suddenly. There was a strong smell of blood in front of his eyes.  It came to the nostrils, and then a great Xiantian monk wearing the robes of the Holy Fire Palace rushed towards him crazily.

    "This is the elder of the Holy Fire Palace! A great monk in the realm of concentration!" Nalan Hanyu exclaimed, followed by Que Ah's scream, with a horrified look on his face. He quickly offered up the Immortal Tiangang Gourd, and streams of purple energy dropped down to protect him.  whole body.

    As soon as the elder of the Holy Fire Palace rushed out, there was a strong smell of blood. His robe, which was also a magic weapon, was in tatters. One arm was hanging in the air, exuding a putrid smell and kept ticking.  There was dark red blood, and the most terrifying thing was his head, which was hideous and terrifying, with protruding whites and a black hole in the eye socket. It was actually dug out by someone, and his chest was also severely injured and collapsed.

    "He was so seriously injured and he's not dead yet?" Nalan Hanyu was horrified, and his expression suddenly changed: "No, he is already dead. This is the Great Shura Sect's corpse control technique. The dead are resurrected and become walking corpses!  Is there anyone alive in the Great Shura Sect?¡±

    Nalan Hanyu stepped back one after another, staring at the elders of the Holy Fire Palace, his face pale. Not to mention the walking corpse in front of him, it was an elder who had transformed, and his physical body was tyrannical. Even an ordinary person, transformed into this, is very scary.

    Yang Hong also frowned. The technique of controlling corpses and resurrecting the dead reminded him of the technique of growing ghosts performed by Mo Xuanyun. The two seemed to be exactly the same, and this technique of controlling corpses seemed to be better than the technique of planting ghosts.  The technique looks even more evil and weird.

    "Bump!" The elder of the Sacred Fire Palace rushed towards him like crazy. Although he had become a walking corpse and could not activate the secret technique, the corpse was already very tyrannical, and he turned into a walking corpse. He didn't know the pain and pounced on Yang Hong with his claws.

    Yang Hong just raised a palm, and bursts of demonic energy rushed out, directly piercing the chest of the elder of the Holy Fire Palace, revealing a terrifying blood hole. However, what was horrifying was that it was so seriously injured that it fell to the ground.  He staggered up and rushed towards Yang Hong again.
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