After abolishing Yang Dexian's hands, Shi Feng's eyes were cold, and he stared ahead.

It was just a glance, but it frightened everyone to retreat one after another.

The corners of Shi Feng's mouth hooked up a sneer, his right hand flipped over, and the snow-white long sword in the storage ring appeared in his hand.

"Poof!" The long sword stabbed into the ground under his feet, and half of the sword body pierced into the ground, and then Shi Feng's cold voice came into everyone's ears, "From this moment on, use this sword as a line, and those who pass this sword will die!" ”

"Whoever overpasses this sword, die!"

"Whoever overpasses this sword, die!"

Shi Feng's cold voice echoed in the hearts of the villagers of Xiuling Village for a long time.

When the villagers came back to their senses, the young figure in the night had disappeared.

"Ah, the village chief, the village chief, the village chief." I don't know who shouted first, and the crowd wailed, as if they had died their father, and rushed to Yang Dexian, who had passed out.

There were also six strong men lying on the ground and moaning, because the position they were lying on had crossed the long sword, several people, you look at me, I look at you, no one dared to step forward, one of them hurriedly shouted: "Yang Shantou, Li Dazhuang, you climb over quickly, when he comes out again and finds that you are still there, I think he may really kill you." ”

As soon as tonight passes, Shi Feng's murderous name will surely spread throughout the village.

……

Shi Feng returned to the house and saw a dilapidated wooden table not far from the door, with an oil lamp in the middle of the table, emitting a faint fire.

On the table was a plate of turquoise wild vegetables, two bowls of porridge, and a small head.

The little guy actually fell asleep on the table, there are too many things happening today, and the little guy is tired.

Shi Feng walked to the table, and the two bowls of porridge on the table were very thin and steaming.

Shi Ling gave him a large bowl, and in the small bowl in front of her, there was only a small half of the porridge.

Looking at the dishes and chopsticks on the table without moving, it seems that the little guy is waiting for himself to come back before eating, and then waiting for her to fall asleep again.

"Hey...... Silly girl...... "Sighing softly, Shi Feng picked up Shi Ling carefully and walked to the bed where Bai Yue'e was lying.

If you are tired, go to bed first, and then eat when you wake up.

Placing Shi Ling beside Bai Yue'e, she gently covered her with a quilt, and then Shi Feng walked towards the half-dug pit to complete the unfinished work.

Returning to the side of the pit, Shi Feng leaned over, his hands moved again, and with the last finger, the barrier he had laid when he left was instantly broken.

Suddenly, the suppressed yin qi surged out like a desolate beast, instantly submerging Shi Feng.

"Ah, that's cool!" The whole person was bathed in evil qi, the Nine Netherworld Gong was running, the pores of the whole body were opened and frantically absorbed, Shi Feng couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

Suddenly, the white light on his body lit up, and Shi Feng advanced another order, stepping into a five-star martial artist, his upgrade speed, there are no words to describe it in the Tianheng Continent.

Regarding the upgrade, Shi Feng looked unimpressed, as if nothing had happened, bent down and picked up the shovel again, and continued to excavate.

His mind was all focused on the treasure under the soil, and he couldn't wait to see what kind of sinister treasure was buried in the ground.

The movements in his hands became faster and faster, and the evil qi overflowing from the pit became heavier and heavier, Shi Feng didn't feel the slightest tiredness, the more he dug the more excited he became, and he dug down about half a meter or so, and suddenly heard a "clang" sound, and the iron chain shoveled on the hard object, because Shi Feng was too hard, his arms were a little numb.

"Huh? Got it? His brows furrowed slightly, and he re-grasped the shovel, Shi Feng stared down, and the object smashed by the shovel just now as if it were a stone.

"No, it's not that thing." Shi Feng sensed it and found that the stone was not the yin treasure he was looking for.

"Is it still down there?" Whispering, Shi Feng jumped directly into the pit, and after landing, he used a shovel to shovel away the soil covering the stones, wanting to see the whole picture of the stones.

After shoveling for a while, Shi Feng found that it seemed to be a stone slab.

In the end, when all the soil covering the stone slab was shoveled away, Shi Feng determined that this shape was the coffin lid of a sarcophagus.

Looking down at the coffin lid at his feet, Shi Feng's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, squatted down, stretched out his right hand and gently pressed it on the stone cover, sensing the things below.

Then Shi Feng's brows gradually relaxed, and he gradually became a little excited, and laughed out loud: "Absolute Yin Corpse, that's right, this ...... There is nothing wrong with this feeling, it is a terrible yin corpse, haha...... In the previous life, I searched for many things, but I didn't expect to be stumbled into by mistake in this life, but I ran into it. ”

Shi Feng was full of emotion, and his face was full of joy.

Suddenly, Shi Feng was startled and seemed to realize something.

The happy face gradually became calmer, and then his face became more and more solemn, and he scolded secretly in his heart: "Sister, I almost forgot about it, I'm just a martial arts scum now." ”

Because he sensed the Absolute Yin Corpse just now, Shi Feng was so excited in his heart that he forgot about the current situation.

If he was still the Nine Shadows Emperor in his previous life, it would only be a matter of moving his fingers to ambush any Absolute Yin Corpse, but now it is extremely dangerous.

Yin corpse, because the corpse is buried underground, due to some special circumstances have not decayed for a long time, and because of the long-term absorption of underground vitality and the mutation of the corpse, the probability of forming a yin corpse is generally very small, and the growth of the general yin corpse is limited, and the general level is not high.

In Shi Feng's previous life, the highest level he had seen was only a fourth-order Yin corpse, which was equivalent to the realm of the Martial King.

The Absolute Yin Corpse is absolutely different from the ordinary Yin Corpse, the ancient records, the human race has a special physique called the Absolute Evil, the Yin to the Evil, and those who have the Absolute Yin Body will not live for five years.

The Absolute Yin and Absolute Evil Body is somewhat similar to the Nine Netherworld Bodies that Shi Feng had refined in his previous life.

However, the person with the Absolute Evil Yin Body will not live for five years at most, but the corpse after death is a treasure of the Yin Evil, and the Absolute Yin Corpse that has absorbed the mutation of the underground vitality for a long time is also full of potential and amazing talent.

The Absolute Yin Corpse recorded in the ancient books is a powerhouse under that sky, the Ninth Order Corpse Emperor.

It was because of the amazing talent and infinite potential of the Absolute Yin Corpse that Shi Feng was afraid at the moment.

His family has lived here for at least fifteen years, and even if it happened to be buried fifteen years ago, and then mutated, now it is at least a second-order master-level yin corpse, with a difference of two realms, which can be said to be completely superior to his own existence.

Not to mention that if he evolves to the third-order spirit level, the fourth-order king level, or the fifth-order emperor level...... Even stronger......

But now that they have reached this point, giving up is not Shi Feng's style at all. "Fight! Die and die! Shi Feng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and said.

Until now, there has been no movement inside, indicating that the things inside are still asleep, which is one of the main reasons why Shi Feng has not retreated.

Shi Feng stepped aside, his hands forming a strange handprint, the handprint kept turning, changing again and again, and the phantom layer after layer.

The yin qi that originally overflowed from the sarcophagus was all gathered above him under the attraction of Shi Feng, and if you looked closely, you could see that above Shi Feng's head, a small whirlpool the size of a millstone appeared.

Gradually, a tadpole-like arcane script emerged from the small whirlpool.