【Congratulations to the host, for destroying the blood killing sect and being rewarded with 60,000 martial arts points】
60,000 martial arts points, no more, no less.
"The Red Devil is at the Corpse Refining Sect. It seems that someone is really plotting against me behind the scenes!"
Wang Yi felt a big hand weaving a big web to plot against him.
The Corpse Refining Sect is one of the ten major sects of the ancient Chinese Demonic Way, and its strength is unfathomable.
Even if they come to the Eternal Continent, they are still super powerful.
It is more powerful than the Blood Killing Sect, and has a wealth of information that ordinary people cannot imagine.
The Corpse Refining Sect has many terrifying corpses.
Among them, the most terrifying thing is the three corpses of gold, silver and bronze left over from ancient times!
Rumor has it that these three corpses are sealed in the forbidden area of the Corpse Refining Sect. Once the Corpse Refining Sect is attacked, these three ancient corpses will break out of the coffins and kill the invading enemies.
With such a terrifying background, who dares to attack the Corpse Refining Sect?
Li Qingxuan explained to Wang Yi the power of the Corpse Refining Sect, "Wang Yi, what are you going to do?"
Wang Yi looked at the direction of the Corpse Refining Sect, "I will go alone, you guys wait here."
"Okay, then be careful!" Li Qingxuan knew Wang Yi's strength, and the Corpse Refining Sect could not do anything to Wang Yi.
Wang Yi used Qing Gong and escaped into the air.
The Corpse Refining Sect is 300,000 miles north of the Blood Killing Sect.
Not too far.
In just half a day, Wang Yi came to the Corpse Refining Sect alone.
In the Corpse Refining Sect, there is no one around for thousands of miles.
Here, the air of death is overwhelming.
It is ten thousand times richer than the death aura in mass graves.
The ancient trees here have no leaves. A towering ancient tree, one hundred feet high, is extremely dark and seems to have withered.
Old vines are wrapped around it, like a giant python as thick as a bucket.
On top of the ancient trees stood black crows as big as calves, making eerie cries.
"Gah...gah...gah!"
The sound seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow.
Every time the black duck calls, it can absorb the death energy.
The more death energy they absorb, the colder their eyes become.
Their eyes seem to be evolving into terrifying powers.
It's so weird here.
If he is not a super powerful person among heavenly beings, he will definitely be discovered once he enters a place thousands of miles away from the Corpse Refining Sect.
Wang Yi activated the eight phases of Taixu to hide himself in illusion.
Even if the Corpse Refining Sect disciples were standing in front of him, they couldn't see him.
This is the magic of the eight phases of Taixu.
Wang Yi took a leisurely stroll and entered the Corpse Refining Sect.
The Corpse Refining Sect has no defensive formations and doesn't need them.
The death energy here can identify all foreign masters.
Only disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect can avoid being attacked by death energy.
On the contrary, death energy is the spiritual energy that disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect need.
It was very quiet, except for the mournful black crow, there was no other sound.
Wang Yi saw a Corpse Refining Sect disciple opening the coffin outside the gate of the Corpse Refining Sect and lying down in it to practice.
Such a strange scene can only be seen in the Corpse Refining Sect.
The Corpse Refining Sect not only refines zombies, but also refines itself into an indestructible fighting body.
He once killed a master of the Corpse Refining Sect in the Hehuan Sect.
That man has a strong body of death energy, but through intercourse between men and women, the waste energy in his body will be introduced into the woman's body.
This is a means of benefiting oneself at the expense of others.
Wang Yi saw various strange events and drifted into the Corpse Refining Sect.
Inside the Corpse Refining Sect.
Still as quiet as ever.
No one spoke, everyone was practicing quietly without disturbing.
A place of death, really like a place of death.
There are two people in a cemetery under the Corpse Refining Sect.
One man was tall and tall, no less than eight feet tall, and his arms were thicker than an average person's thighs.
The other person had a gloomy face, as if he was about to die soon.
"Brother Sima, your Corpse Refining Sect is really extraordinary!" the tall man said with a smile.
The man with a gray complexion moved his lips, but without opening his mouth, he made a sound: "Red Devil, our Corpse Refining Sect is all about refining corpses, there is nothing special about it, okay, you can practice here, if you want to go out , I’ll send you out!”
Red Demon nodded: "Okay, I'll trouble Brother Sima, I just use this place to practice the Demonic Corpse Art!"
The gloomy-looking man leaves the cemetery.
The corners of the red devil's mouth raised slightly.
"It's done."
He had a normal relationship with Sima Yi, but he successfully used the Demonic Corpse Art to seduce Sima Yi and begged him to take him to the Corpse Refining Sect.
Now, Sima Yi went to practice the Demonic Corpse Art.
And he doesn't know how to practice the Demonic Corpse Art.
The Demonic Corpse Technique is an ancient forbidden magic skill given to him by his master. Once practiced, it will turn oneself into a corpse and at the same time, a puppet.
The Red Demon not only wants to refine Sima Yi into a puppet, but also wants to lure the master of the Chinese Pavilion to the Corpse Refining Sect.
"The Blood Killing Sect must have been in ruins by now, Jie Jie Jie!"
The red demon laughed in his heart.
The Blood Killing Sect was his sect, but he didn't take it to heart at all.
He is the slave of the great master of Silent Hill. He wants to pave the way for the great master and welcome him to the earth.
At that time, he will be the most loyal slave of his master and the second most noble person in the world.
The Son of Destiny, the One from Heaven, the Master of the Chinese Pavilion, the Master of the Death Island, the Master of the Uninhabited City, and the Master of the Mortal Valley, all had to kneel at his feet.
"I, the Red Demon, must become inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, Jie Jie..."
The red demon's eyes suddenly widened.
One hand grabbed his neck.
In front of him, a person appeared.
A man whose portrait he had seen countless times.
The red demon was confused.
He thought that he was also a heavenly being, and he couldn't help but use the power of silence.
Useless.
His invincible power of silence is of no use under this palm.
That palm is like heaven and earth, unshakable.
The red demon was frightened, "I..."
puff!
Wang Yi hit the red demon's dantian with a palm, destroying the golden elixir in his body.
The red demon sensed that his Dantian was destroyed, his martial arts elixir was shattered, and his original power passed away. His expression became extremely vicious, and his eyes were like those of a ghost.
The Red Devil is not willing to give in, he really is not willing to give in.
He finally became a celestial being with the help of the master of Silent Hill, but he was destroyed before he could get over the addiction of being a celestial being!
However, his spirit is still there, and as long as he is given time, he can recover slowly.
Wang Yi stared at Red Mo and finally said: "Red Mo, tell me, who is the person behind you?"
The Red Demon looked at Wang Yi, not daring to tell who was behind it.
If he said it, his life would be worse than death.
"Wang Yi, I know you. You are not even an ant in front of the people behind me. If you dare to treat me like this, you will regret it. You will die without a burial place. Your friends and family will all have to die." Die, die miserably..."
Click!
Wang Yi twisted the Red Demon's neck and stared at the forehead of the Red Demon.
The Red Demon Yuanshen did not come out.
Wang Yi's thoughts moved, and Liu Ye's flying knife suddenly shot into the Red Demon Sea of Consciousness.
It was a sea of death.
Black mist, thick black mist that never melts.
But the Red Demon Yuanshen disappeared.
In other words, it merged into the black mist and died completely.
The black mist turned into a terrifying face, covering the sky and the sun, ferocious and terrifying.
"What a great master of the Chinese Pavilion. You were able to find the Red Devil so quickly. You are qualified to be my apostle!"
Ghostface spoke, and his voice resounded above Wang Yi Yuan Shen.
Wang Yi's expression remained unchanged and he asked coldly: "Who are you?"
"Wang Yi, I see that you are a talented person. Don't realize that you have some ability and you can act arrogantly in front of me. Kneel down. I will accept you as my envoy..."
boom!
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