Chapter 1770: Destroying demons and beheading corpses, the trace of the King of Hell
With this in mind, Qin Tian quickly explored the power of his spiritual consciousness and quickly enveloped the entire Yin Mountain area.
Sure enough, Xuan Kui Fei Zhan, who was the King of Hell's corpse refiner, was nowhere to be found!
Seeing this situation, Qin Tian immediately made a guess, and was secretly surprised in his heart. Then he sighed with a hint of sarcasm:
"Old guy, you're pretty good at calculating your abacus, but the right time, place, and people are all right, and you only get the same area...!"
After speaking, due to the urgent situation, Qin Tian did not want to waste any more time. He directly raised his hand and smashed the hall into pieces with one palm, destroying all the hidden formation base nodes.
In an instant, the barrier covering Yinshan Mountain was instantly shattered. Many zombies that were originally extremely brave seemed to have lost control and completely became a mess. They all turned into bloodthirsty monsters that only knew how to kill and began to attack any existence with the breath of living creatures. Attack wildly.
As a result, many Yinshan disciples will suffer a great disaster!
These Yinshan elites had just escaped from the mountain gate. Before they had time to escape, they were targeted by countless demon servants and zombies. Many of them immediately died on the spot, and the mournful wailing could be heard endlessly.
I'm afraid these ghost cultivators didn't think before they died that after finally escaping the crisis, they would die at the hands of the sect's "ancestors"!
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At the same time, Ao Ling'er, who was outnumbered, was jumping up and down, and the sound of crying could not be heard. How could he be so embarrassed?
On the contrary, the Sky Wind Corpse King becomes more and more courageous as it fights. With the help of the surrounding Yin-rich environment, its strength is also able to show its extraordinary strength. Coupled with the natural suppression of zombies and ghosts by the Heavenly Corpse Holy Body, it is killing all directions at high altitudes and plundering crazily. The original corpse energy of many zombies is tonic.
And as more and more corpse infants and corpse pills were devoured, Tianfeng Corpse King's aura became more and more condensed, and he was rapidly approaching the later stage. I'm afraid it won't be long before he can force a breakthrough.
Seeing this scene, Qin Tian couldn't help but feel a move in his heart. Apparently, he didn't expect that the original corpse energy could be so useful, so he simply ignored it and allowed Tianfeng Corpse King to hunt and kill him wantonly.
Probably because with the destruction of Yinshan, these zombie ghosts have also lost their restraints. Once they enter the world, they will definitely cause a lot of trouble, so killing them all is the best way to deal with them!
Qin Tian took out the "Seven-Star Overlord Bow" and the "Streaming Feather Arrow" and began to draw the bow and arrows to quickly gather momentum. The arrow points were pointed at the extraterrestrial demons roaming high in the sky!
After all, the destruction of Yinshan is to settle the grievances and pave the way for the future development of Taoism.
But killing the demon is related to Canglan's safety, and there is no room for sloppiness.
Therefore, there is no conflict between the two, and Qin Tian will never let the demon continue to wreak havoc.
Then, not long after, the familiar stream of arrows appeared again, illuminating the dim night sky like daylight, and the wailing of the demon echoed endlessly.
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After about a stick of incense, the originally chaotic Guimingyin Mountain finally gradually returned to silence. There were collapsed ruins everywhere, as well as corpses left after the battle. The blood soaked the ground into darkness, and there was a rich bloody smell. The smell lingers.
There is no doubt that in the face of the strangulation of the flying feather arrows, all the demons in the field have already been killed. Even the many out-of-control zombies and ghosts were all destroyed by Qin Tian's "Disillusionment and Annihilation Formation" with the help of the power of the fire blade. Empty it to avoid causing harm to the world in the future.
The Tianfeng Corpse King also replenished enough original corpse energy, selected a cave on the top of the Yin Mountain, and directly entered a state of seclusion on the spot.
Anyway, the current Yin Qi in this place is so strong that it can definitely be regarded as a geomantic treasure land for ghost corpse refining, which is more than enough to break through the realm.
As for the remaining Yinshan monks, Qin Tian did not commit any rash crimes. He only sent out the Tianfeng Corpse King to kill all the elites in the Golden Core stage, leaving the remaining low-level monks to fend for themselves. destroy.
Anyway, now that the foundation of Yinshan has been destroyed, even if these remaining people have any talents, it will be difficult for them to form a climate, not to mention the selfish character of the monks. Who would be willing to bear the blood feud foolishly? I'm afraid that it won't be long before he switches to another sect.
As for those disciples who died tragically at the hands of zombies, it was none of Qin's business. Anyway, the ancestors of the sect taught the younger ones, and he, an outsider, couldn't interfere too much.
Apart from this, the most pitiful person is Ao Ling'er.
Having been besieged by demons and zombies for a long time, the little girl was already in ragged clothes and was in a dirty mess. She was hiding in a corner and wiping her tears in grievance, looking pitiful.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.""
Seeing this situation, Qin Tian smiled calmly:
"Oh? Really? I originally thought about asking you to help check out the Yinshan treasure house. Since you plan to go home, forget it. I'd better do it myself...!"
"What? This happened...?"
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Ao Ling'er, who was originally tearful, froze on the spot, and her little eyes widened.
What is the concept of a top-level immortal sect’s treasure house?
If I were just a little greedy, wouldn't I be able to buy several dragon palaces?
Thinking of this, the little girl's attitude changed drastically on the spot. She rushed forward and hugged her thigh. Her cry instantly turned into a firm vow:
"Wait a minute! This princess suddenly discovered that the outside world is so beautiful. Bad uncle, please don't be polite. This kind of dirty work of counting the treasure house, just leave it to me in the future...........!"
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After some explanations, Ao Ling'er stayed as she wished, responsible for counting the treasure house left by Yinshan, and also guarding the closed-door Tianfeng Corpse King.
This kind of bitter and sweet taste immediately made the little girl excited. This day was like the New Year for her. Then, deep underground in Yinshan, the laughter of the little money-grubber continued to echo.
Qin Tian did not stop, and turned into a light without stopping, heading straight for the Ten Thousand Ghosts Abyss at the border of Soul State.
With his current light speed, he has long been comparable to the great power of the God of Transformation, so it didn't take long for him to see the abyss, and then quickly escaped into the boundless ghost fog.
But soon after Qin Tian entered, he was keenly aware that the concentration of Yin Qi inside the Ghost Abyss had increased by at least one third, and was still growing.
Although he didn't know what caused this situation, he was more certain of his guess.
So Qin Tian didn't stay at all, and rushed directly to the depths of the Ghost Abyss, passing through the inner area, and soon arrived at the center of the Ghost Abyss, near the spectacular cenote cave.
Sure enough, after arriving, he saw that the Yin Qi inside the cenote was like a wolf smoke rising into the sky, almost condensing into substance, making the already dim environment around it pitch black, almost to the point where you couldn't see your hand in front of you.