True Immortal of the Netherworld

Chapter 1048 Feixia Mountain

The bandits of Black Wind Village were attacked by the "Talisman Water Pattern Formation" set up by Master Qingshui, and all of them were killed or wounded.

The yellow-faced man, the second-in-command of the village, saved his life by performing his wing technique, flying in the narrow valley.

He observed the terrain while rolling the black wings behind him.

The peaks on both sides of the valley were almost side by side at high altitudes, leaving only a thin gap, which could not allow a person to get out.

A thin line of sky, the Valley of Life and Death.

Even the sunlight outside, due to the oblique radiation, could only leave a small strip of light on the high cliff.

The dark valley was like the mouth of a dark giant beast, ruthlessly devouring lives, cold and terrifying.

"Why did you choose such a hell place, with no sky or ground. It's perfect to trap others, but it's like a cage to trap yourself." The yellow-faced man regretted in his heart.

The yellow-faced man flew in the air, turned a corner as the valley meandered, and finally saw the exit on the other side of the valley clearly.

He even felt the wind rushing in from outside the valley and the sunlight slanting in.

The wind was gentle and warm.

The sunlight was bright and upright.

This is what the world should be like.

"Once we are out of this valley, it is my world of Black Crow. With my wing escape technique, no matter how powerful the Qingshui Shangren and Xue Monk behind me are, it is difficult for them to catch up with me." The yellow-faced man was even a little relaxed from his nervous mood.

The yellow-faced man looked up and found a rock protruding from the rock wall at the exit of the valley, and something was hanging upside down on the rock.

Getting closer and closer.

"Is it a big spider? Or does it seem to be a person? How could there be someone here?"

Guessing in his heart, the yellow-faced man rolled up his wings behind him, facing up with his belly, and looked upside down at the front.

"That's a person, a weirdo wearing a fine iron mask." The yellow-faced man's mind was like flipping through a book quickly, "It's a person on the evil cultivation list, the Iron Corpse Madman! But the Iron Corpse Madman on the evil cultivation list should have a huge iron coffin on his back, why doesn't this Iron Corpse Madman have one?"

On the protruding rock, it was the Iron Corpse Madman who was a member of the Shadow Organization together with Master Qingshui.

The actions of the Black Wind Village had long been secretly discovered by the two men, and they set up a Fu Bing Water Pattern Array here, waiting for them to fall into the trap.

"A bird that is already in a cage can't fly away." Tie Lian said to himself, his body straightened up, grabbed an iron chain with one hand, and his body was suspended in the air.

Before he finished speaking, Tie Lian used the iron chain to swing hard, suddenly let go, and his body jumped high, rushing towards the yellow-faced man below.

"Boxing - Zombie Hundred Fists!"

In mid-air, Tie Lian suddenly made a move. The zombie physique he cultivated can be said to be a mutated physical cultivation, and his punches were huge.

Suddenly, hundreds of fist shadows smashed down, like an iron meteor shower. The powerful fist wind oppressed the void rumbling, as if there was a thunder god roaring.

"Another great evil cultivator!" The wings behind the yellow-faced man rolled wildly, and his body spun like a black tornado.

Because there were rocks on both sides, the space was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, so the yellow-faced man had to fly downwards.

In a panic, the wings behind the yellow-faced man hit the rock wall, and the messy black feathers fell off.

The yellow-faced man forced himself to stabilize his body and flew almost close to the ground, barely avoiding the iron-faced fist from the sky.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

The iron fist array fell on the ground, leaving a large area of ​​dense earth pits.

The body of the yellow-faced man was lifted up by the fist wind that exploded behind him, and his body rolled uncontrollably in the air. He kept flapping the wings behind him to avoid falling to the ground.

The yellow-faced man was nicknamed Black Crow, and his wing technique was well-deserved.

"You little black bird, where are you running to!" The iron-faced man who fell to the ground behind him shouted and took big steps to chase him.

The yellow-faced man

Did not dare to turn his head back, and desperately flapped a pair of black wings behind him. The feathers on the wings flew around, and he was a little unsure of the direction.

After a few breaths, the yellow-faced man had already arrived at the exit of the valley.

The sunlight was dazzling, so bright.

This was the warmest sunlight the yellow-faced man had ever seen in his life. He finally escaped from the hell behind him.

At this moment, something strange happened.

On the ground outside the valley, the soil turned outward, and a huge iron coffin emerged from it.

With a bang, the iron coffin opened. There was actually a ghost iron corpse lying inside.

The zombie in the iron coffin had a green light flash in his eyes, and his hands and feet moved, and he "came to life".

Whoosh!

The iron corpse jumped out of the iron coffin and stood on the ground with a thud.

The iron corpse was about ten feet tall, wearing only a pair of cowhide shorts, with a naked upper body and muscles like sandbags. It stepped on the ground with two huge bare feet, and its soles sank half an inch into the ground. Its skin was light blue, and the surface was shiny and shiny, like fine iron.

Then, the iron corpse took a step forward in the direction where the yellow-faced man was rushing, and swung one arm at the same time.

With a clang, accompanied by a sound of iron chains, one of the iron corpse's iron fists flew out, and the iron fist was connected by an iron chain behind it, like a meteor hammer.

This iron corpse was an extremely rare iron corpse puppet. It was the puppet of the iron corpse madman. Unlike ordinary puppets, this iron corpse puppet was half machine and half zombie. It had the ability to attack actively and could be controlled by the master. It was also a magic weapon that combined machine and zombie techniques.

The sudden attack was right in front of him, and the speed was too fast, leaving the yellow-faced man no chance to dodge.

Bang!

A loud noise.

The yellow-faced man was hit directly by the iron corpse puppet's meteor punch.

The yellow-faced man's wings were broken, his arms were broken, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The black crow without its wings is no longer a bird, but a useless worm.

His body squirmed desperately on the ground, only to draw a trail of blood forward.

The iron corpse puppet jumped in front of the yellow-faced man in a few seconds, bent down, grabbed the yellow-faced man's head with a pair of iron hands, and injected corpse poison into the skull from the mechanism on the fingertips.

After a moment, the yellow-faced man rolled his eyes and the mustache fell off his mouth. The whole person no longer had the original aura of a living person, but instead had a layer of gray zombie aura.

The iron face from behind ran over and said, "Tie Dan, you did a great job."

The Iron Corpse Puppet nodded, and politely picked up the zombified black crow on the ground and handed it to Iron Face.

Iron Face grabbed Black Crow's head that had turned livid, opened his mouth and sucked hard, and a wisp of blood soul came out of Black Crow's nostrils, and was continuously sucked into his mouth by Iron Face.

Afterwards, the black crow turned into a decadent piece of skin and was ruthlessly thrown to the ground.

Tie Lian raised his head and glanced at the golden sun in the sky, which was a little dazzling, and said with satisfaction: "The weather is hot, and the zombie blood is not bad, which will relieve your thirst."

This kind of evil cultivator who kills people for food and drink is really terrible.

...

In the valley, the Qingshui people sacrificed fire and burned the bodies of the bandits in Heifeng Village into ashes. Then he withdrew the talisman water pattern array and used the blue water technique to wash away the valley.

It's like a rain that destroys evidence.

Outside the valley, Iron Face was carrying his huge iron coffin and Qingshui Man stood face to face. As a puppet, the blood monk stood beside Shimizu-man blankly.

"This time, we eliminated the bandits in Heifeng Village. This should be regarded as eliminating harm for the people." Qingshui said.

"It should be considered fair and aboveboard." Iron Face said, patting his chest.

"We are upright evil cultivators." Qingshui said proudly.

"The tasks entrusted to you by your rightful envoy are all necessary.

Must be completed. "Iron Face said.

"I wonder why Your Majesty asked us to kill these bandits?" Qingshui said.

"Can you ask Mr. Right Envoy?" Tie Mian said.

"You think I'm an old man, I'm stupid. We can do whatever the right envoy tells us to do. If we piss him off, we will be turned into ghost slaves." Qingshui said.

When the word ghost slave was mentioned, the two evil cultivators were silent for a moment.

"We have killed bandits in three villages along the way." Tie Mian said, wiggling his fingers.

"You don't need to forget it, you tough-headed guy. There are three strongholds ahead. Once they are destroyed, we have completed the mission entrusted to us by the Right Envoy." Qingshui Man patted the blood monk next to him on the shoulder, "Brother Blood Monk, When we destroy the three strongholds behind, your blood soul technique will become even more refined."

Tie Lian plucked his fingers and said, "We have already destroyed three mountain bandits. If we destroy another three, the combined total should be..."

He couldn't count the five fingers on one hand and was a little confused.

"Tie Lian, do you want to wait until dark? Let's hurry on. If you don't complete the mission of the Right Envoy in time, he will break all your fingers." Qingshui Ren said deliberately.

After saying this, Tie Lian was so frightened that he immediately retracted his fingers.

For a person who is not born with the ability to count, ten fingers are the brain.

After that, Qingshui Ren, Blood Monk and Iron Corpse Madman turned around and left.

"Tie Lian, you said that Lord Right Envoy's name is Thousand-faced Ghost. Does he really have a thousand faces?" asked Qingshui Ren.

"I can't calculate this clearly. Anyway, there are more than my fingers." Iron Face said.

"You're such a tough guy, you're so stupid."

"As long as you are smart, it will be better if we work together."

"Of course I'm smart. My head plus Brother Blood Monk's head are two heads. Can a person with two heads not be smart?"

"One plus one equals two, I know. So, you are really smart, Taoist."

...

A month later, Xu Yang and Mai Xiaoqi had safely passed through the Ten Thousand Domains Forest.

"Brother Xu Yang, look, the peak in the distance is Feixia Mountain." Mai Xiaoqi, who was sitting on the roof of the car, said as he stood up.

Stand tall and see far.

Xu Yang looked up and saw that on the horizon, there were indeed several mountain peaks standing side by side on the earth.

The mountain peaks are so high that their tops are submerged in the clouds.

The golden sun shines down, and the clouds reflect the red glow, like the flying red skirt of a goddess.

Xu Yang took out the map and looked at it carefully, then nodded and said, "It's Feixia Mountain. In just half a day, we can reach the delivery location."

"Brother Xu Yang, do you think it's strange?" Mai Xiaoqi asked with a questioning look on his face.

"Are you asking why we didn't meet a bandit along the way?" Xu Yang asked.

"That's right, how did you know I was going to ask this question?"

"Counting this time, you have asked me this question for the fourth time."

"So many times?"

"My answer before was that the bandits might be in front." Xu Yang held his chin with one hand as if thinking seriously, "My answer now is that the bandits are not here anymore."

"Where have all these bandits gone?" Mai Xiaoqi asked.

"Maybe they were afraid that I would break their necks, so they all moved. Maybe some people didn't want bandits to exist." Xu Yang explained.

"So that's it." Mai Xiaoqi said, blinking her big eyes.

drive--

Before Xu Yang whipped his whip, the two mule-tiger beasts pulling the cart seemed to understand his voice and rushed towards Feixia Mountain with a full cart of goods.

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