Chapter 1639

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Seeing the Tianyin Sect cultivators rush down the ship of ten thousand ghosts and kill them with the ghost energy filling the sky, Wang Feng and the rest of the Qingyang Sect disciples turned pale.

There are only a few dozen of them. Among them, Wang Feng, who has the highest cultivation level, is also the fifth heaven of the Immortal Sovereign Realm. How can he defeat these vicious Tianyin cultivators?

"Brother Wang, what should we do now?!"

Someone panicked.

The two sides are completely unequal in terms of quantity and cultivation. What can Wang Feng do? He could only look at He Yiming above for help and shouted "Elder".

If there is anyone present who can save them, that person can only be He Yiming. As for Yang Xuan, an outsider, Wang Feng asked himself that he was not an opponent, but he did not have much hope.

It is true that Yang Xuan's talent is extraordinary, and he is hidden. He is a rare immortal demon. It is rumored that he has the invincible combat power of his generation, but the rumors are rumors after all. No one has ever seen Yang Xuan really do it with others. .

In Wang Feng's view, Yang Xuan can at most fight against ordinary lower immortal kings with all his strength. A Tianyin Sect cultivator, he may not be able to deal with it alone.

Ghost monks deal with corpses all the year round. They are not only brave and good at fighting, but also extremely vicious. They are also good at all kinds of ghost control techniques. They are very difficult to deal with. kill.

Almost all of the Tianyin Sect disciples have one or two ghost servants by their side, and most of those ghost servants are made from the corpses of monks, and the methods are cruel and evil.

"Go, as long as you reach Yuanshixing, you will be safe."

He Yiming shouted loudly and pushed back the old ghost Mo Li with one palm. He fought against the old ghost Mo Li a lot, and they knew each other well. Leaving aside the ghost servants of the old ghost Mo Li, in terms of strength alone, he Even better than the opponent.

"When you're about to die, you're still thinking about your disciples. You, the Great Elder of Qingyang Sect, are really competent. It's a pity, unfortunately, you are destined to die today, and the disciples below you will also be buried with you."

The old ghost Mo Li said coldly, holding his hands together while stabilizing his figure, the void in front of him suddenly rippled a little.

Roar!

The next moment, accompanied by a ferocious and irritable roar, a huge corpse puppet with a height of ten meters, blue face, fangs, and two horns suddenly emerged from the void and quickly killed He Yiming.

"Just relying on this ghost servant of the Immortal King Realm, I can't do anything about it."

As He Yiming spoke, he quickly took out an immortal sword. The sword was about three feet seven inches long, and the whole body was dark cyan. A layer of pale white flames lingered on the edge of the sword, exuding a tyrannical aura that was as strong as the sun.

"This is... Qingyang Sword!"

The old ghost Mo Li looked at it a little, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

This Qingyang sword is a pure Yang magic weapon left by the ancestor of Qingyang Sect, Qingyang Immortal Emperor. The effect cannot be underestimated.

While thinking about it, the old ghost Mo Li sneered again and nodded, "Okay, okay, I didn't expect the Qingyang Sword to be in your hands. It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it won't take much effort to get it."

Half a day ago, their Tianyin Sect sent a raid on the Qingyang Sect. Because of the divine envoy, they destroyed the entire Qingyang Sect in just half an hour, but the subsequent carpet search was still unsuccessful. Find the Qingyang Sword, the treasure of the Qingyang Sect.

For this reason, the Sect Master of Tianyin Sect was furious and ordered the people below to search the entire Qingyang Immortal Mountain to find this sword. Who would have thought that this sword was not in Qingyang Sect at all, but was taken away from the mountain gate by He Yiming. .

"Hmph, you'd better worry about your ghost servant first!"

He Yiming snorted coldly, waved his sword and fought with the corpse puppet summoned by the old ghost Mo Li.

This corpse puppet is the ghost servant of the old ghost Mo Li. He was a barbarian warrior before his death, and after his death, he was made into a puppet slave by the old ghost Mo Li using a secret method. Death is extremely difficult to deal with.

However, no matter how strong this barbarian corpse puppet is, it cannot stop the edge of Qingyang Sword.

He Yiming mobilized the Qingyang Sword with his mana, and attacked the corpse with one sword after another. In a short while, the corpse screamed again and again, cracks all over his body, and the whole body was bruised by the pure Yang Immortal Fire on the Qingyang Sword. In the end, it exploded with a bang and completely disappeared.

"Destroy my ghost servant, I want you to die!"

The old ghost Mo Li was furious, and he took out a dazzling talisman from his hand and stuck it on his chest. His ghostly mana suddenly increased, and his combat power increased greatly.

"God's Divine Talisman!"

He Yiming's face changed greatly, he lowered his head and glanced at Wang Feng and others, and shouted: "What are you doing? Immediately follow Yang Daoyou to Yuanshixing."

"Elder, please take care of yourself. If I can get away with saving my life today, I will definitely take revenge for the elder and the people of the sect in the future."

Wang Feng said with red eyes, turned his head and looked at Yang Xuan, but before he could speak, Yang Xuan waved his hand and said lightly, "After my husband and wife break up, you should go first."

Hearing this, Wang Feng and other Qingyang Sect disciples were all stunned. It was this time, and Yang Xuan wanted to stay and break up. At this moment, even Wang Feng, who was very unhappy with Yang Xuan, couldn't help but be moved.

"Leave quickly if you don't want to die. Not only will you not be helpful if you stay here, but it will also drag my husband down."

Wu Lingyan frowned, she almost blurted out these words, and she never thought about how Wang Feng and others would feel.

"Tsk tsk, the famous flower already has an owner, but it doesn't matter, I, Zhao Tianming, are just fine."

At this moment, a group of hundreds of Tianyin Sect cultivators, led by a sinister man at the head, had already surrounded Yang Xuan and all of them, and it was this sinister who called himself Zhao Tianming who spoke just now. Evil man.

This person does not seem to be very old, but he is the one with the highest cultivation level in this group of Tianyin Sect cultivators, reaching the second level of the Immortal Sacred Realm.

"Damn, I can't leave now if I want to."

Wang Feng scolded secretly, they were so stunned, they didn't even have a way out, and if they wanted to survive, they had to bite the bullet and fight to the death.

"Everything is done by Xiaoyou Yang."

He Yiming sighed.

At this point, the life and death of Wang Feng and others can only be pinned on Yang Xuan, and all he can do now is to try to hold back the old ghost Mo Li and give Yang Xuan some time to escape.

"Old He rest assured to fight, the younger generation will take good care of them, and nothing will happen."

Yang Xuandao.

"Thank you, so the old man died and closed his eyes."

He Yiming nodded gratefully, and immediately threw himself into the battle. At this moment, the old ghost Mo Li had already killed him. If he didn't concentrate on the battle, I'm afraid he wouldn't hold on for too long, and he would destroy the Dao here.