"Corpse Control Sect, from today on, it will be removed from the Wanshi Continent......" Yun Feiyang's voice rippled in Yinshan, containing a powerful imperial might, and similarly, there was also a killing intention. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the rudder.

Tor Tuling swept his mind and exclaimed, "Brother, it's Yun Feiyang!"

"Huh?"

Ling Da'er was stunned and said, "He is the young city lord, the first day of the Ten Thousand Worlds Continent?"

"Truly, awrely. ”

He stood up and said with a grim smile: "The momentum is good, if it is used to refine the dried corpse, it may be possible to create a semi-saint-level one." ”

As he spoke, he used his body and flew to the outside world.

Tortu hurried along, and at the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was always worried that Yun Feiyang would secretly make a plot, so that he might be killed unconsciously.

It's good now.

This son actually killed him in a dignified manner.

Moreover, clamoring for the corpse control sect to be removed from the mainland, this is simply an old birthday star hanging himself - tired of being alive!

The sound of clouds flying echoed in the mountains, alarming the corpse control cultists hiding in the shadows, and they flew out one after another, and soon, there were as many as three or five hundred people gathered.

The disciples glared at Yun Feiyang, and a hint of ridicule immediately appeared, this guy is really crazy, he actually wants me to control the corpse sect and remove me from today?

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, this is the hairy boy who came, with such a big breath, he is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue!"

"How many forces have threatened to destroy my corpse control sect, but the final result is not that we have defeated them one by one!"

The Cult of the Corpse was amused.

It is definitely a joke to let the corpse control sect be removed from the mainland.

However.

Just as everyone was laughing.

A majestic force erupted, roaring, and everyone looked up one after another, and saw the big palm turned from pure spiritual power pressed down from the sky.

"Not good!"

The cultists smiled.

Yun Feiyang's palm hit so suddenly that they didn't expect it, so they didn't have time to escape!

Even if they found out in advance, they couldn't escape, because Yun Feiyang's palm pressed down, carrying the rolling imperial power, restricting their ability to act.

Finished.

I'm going to die!

The corpse control cultists were all dead to ashes.

"Brush!"

At this moment, Ling Da'er appeared in front of everyone, and with a wave of his long sleeves, several emperor-level corpses appeared, and they raised their hands to meet the huge palm of pure spiritual power.

"Boom-"

The powerful pure spiritual power bombarded several emperor-level corpses, producing a huge explosion, but it failed to shake the slightest bit, and finally annihilated the void.

Below.

The disciples of the Corpse Control Sect escaped death, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and then glared angrily at Yun Feiyang.

"Truly, awrely. ”

Ling Da'er floated in the air, several emperor-level corpses hung around, and said with a gloomy smile: "Yun Feiyang, this sect leader still wants to find you, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself." ”

Yun Feiyang frowned.

Nima.

This sect leader of the corpse control sect would be laughing like this, so he didn't need a reason to kill him himself!

When I was in the divine realm.

The laughter of the Yin Yang God was very eerie and obscene, which provoked Yun Feiyang, and was finally killed and reincarnated.

Ling Daer's laughter is also in this tone!

"Whoa—"

The Cold Sky Sword appears.

Yun Feiyang coldly swept everyone and said, "Today, you and your disciples will die. ”

"Truly, awrely. ”

Ling Da'er smiled grimly: "Just you?"

Every time this guy laughs, he will bring Yun Feiyang a strong killing intention.

"It seems that we have to let the first day of the Eternal Continent see the strength of our corpse control sect. Ling Da'er clapped his hands and said, "Boys, Liang dry corpse!"

The disciples received the order and immediately made strange gestures.

"Boom!"

The mud of the mountain forest crumbled, and a dry corpse comparable to a king-level slowly crawled out of it.

"Boom!"

In an instant, more dried corpses crawled out of the dirt, and their number was as high as five thousand, which was much more than in the Wu tribe!

This is Yin Mountain.

The chief rudder of the Necrophyrcism.

In the entire mountain forest, almost every few steps, there are dried corpses buried!

It's no wonder that many cultists laugh at Yun Feiyang, after all, for thousands of years, he is the only one who has come alone and threatened to remove the corpse control sect from the mainland.

"Brush!"

Dry corpses comparable to the king level flew up one after another.

They were hanging in the air, the number of them reached at least a thousand, and for every five dried corpses, there was a king-level, which was a really terrifying proportion.

In the Eternal Continent, it is difficult to achieve the Martial King Realm.

With the special alchemy technique of the Corpse Control Sect, it can be easily achieved, so it is not surprising that there are thousands of king-level dried corpses.

"Yun Feiyang, you will definitely die today!"

Toltu sneered in his heart.

With so many king-level corpses, if you shoot together, even if you are a half-saint, you will have to be exhausted to death!

However.

In the face of so many dried corpses, instead of showing a shocked expression, Yun Feiyang said lightly: "That's it?"

Is he too little?

Toltu was stunned.

Not bad.

The clouds fly too little.

What he meant was that since he was here, he naturally wanted to completely destroy the Corpse Sect, and if he summoned all the dried corpses, it would be best to catch them all, and save them from looking for them one by one.

"Truly, awrely. ”

Ling Da'er smiled: "Boy, you are very rampant. ”

"Brush. ”

He waved his hand and said coldly, "Do it." ”

"Whew-"

Under the control of the disciples, thousands of king-level corpses rushed towards Yun Feiyang, their expressions were hideous, like demons with teeth and claws, and the air was filled with bursts of disgusting smell of rotting corpses.

......

Alone.

Face the walking dead of a thousand kings.

Such a picture is really shocking, but unfortunately, there is only one real audience, and that is the gopher hiding in the shadows.

He smiled and said, "Scorpion, Yu Qingwu, your master is afraid that he will die here today." ”

Although this guy is in southern Xinjiang, he still inquired about the news of the other two ace killers.

There's no denying it.

Yun Feiyang is outstanding.

However, the character is too arrogant.

Such a person can only be brave for a while, and sooner or later he will pay a terrible price for this, and the fact that he killed the base camp of the Corpse Control Sect alone and was besieged by thousands of king-level corpses is the best proof of this.

Suddenly.

His smile froze.

Because, the cold sky sword flying in the clouds came out of its sheath, and in a single breath, it swung the sword many times in a row, but it only turned into a sword light.

"Qiang—"

The sword is sheathed.

The action is crisp and chic.

"Woo-"

The dozens of dried corpses that rushed first were dismembered in mid-air, some turned into two halves, some were torn apart, and then lost their mobility and scattered in the mountains and forests of Yinshan!

"Ahh

The disciples who controlled the dried corpses screamed miserably, and immediately bled to death one by one. As the controller of the dried corpse, once the dried corpse is violently destroyed, they will also suffer a huge backlash.

"How...... How is that possible?"

Toltu looked dumbfounded.

Those are all king-level dried corpses, and the strength of their physical bodies is completely comparable to that of the emperor-level, so they were killed so easily!

And.

That guy obviously only made one sword.

Why are there so many dried corpses, chopped up!