The wind started blowing in the Burial Ground of Gods and Ghosts, and it was dark and cold, mixed with blood and horror. It was like the death cold current of the eighteenth level of hell blowing through, making all the trialists surrounding this place feel frightened and their scalps were numb.
"Senior Brother Tang!"
"Senior Brother Fang!"
The core disciples of Ziwei Sect and Ziyang Sect shouted one after another, but no one dared to rush forward. On the other side, the two people following Situ Mu were also trembling, and their eyes were covered with thick fear.
"Dead, those three people... were all beheaded!"
"This person, he, he is already comparable to Ziwei Shengzi and others?!"
Many testers were horrified, feeling cold all over their bodies, as if they would be condensed into icicles in the next moment.
Tang Hongguang, Fang Cheng, and Situ Mu, which one of these three is an ordinary person? They swept through all the powerful forces, leaving behind the saints and saints of the four great immortal sects, leaving no one to stop them. However, these three terrifying strong men were now being chopped off like wood and vegetables. They were like a Category 12 typhoon, sweeping every inch of space.
Jiang Xiaofan had a cold expression. After killing Tang Hongguang and the others, he seemed to have done something trivial. He turned his head and stared at the Ziwei Sect and Ziyang Sect, including the two people following Situ Mu. Have taken action.
Such actions made these people horrified. Feeling the cold and piercing murderous intent, many people couldn't help but take a step back. A core disciple of Ziwei Sect panicked and said, "Jiang, you... what are you going to do!" "
"What do you think?"
Jiang Xiaofan asked back, but the murderous intention did not diminish at all, sweeping across the wilderness like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. He just stepped slowly without any movement, but it made everyone nervous and stepped back.
"Pfft..."
There was nothing to say, so he took action directly. The Sky-Splitting Sword Qi contained a shocking will to kill. It was as fast as a stream of light. It penetrated into the chest of one of the Ziwei Cult members in an instant, shattering his heart and extinguishing his vitality. .
"you!"
There are three core disciples of Ziwei Sect standing here, all of them changed their colors and looked at Jiang Xiaofan angrily. However, Jiang Xiaofan said nothing to this. He waved his right hand and swept out the sword light all over the sky, slashing at everyone mercilessly.
"ah!"
Screams echoed in this space. Ziwei Sect has six core disciples in this place, and Ziyang Sect has five core disciples, including the two people following Situ Mu. All of them have become targets of the Sky-Splitting Sword Qi. .
"Pfft..."
He shook his fist calmly, but it caused the space to vibrate and smashed one of them to pieces. He pointed his right hand at the sword, and a bright silver light flashed across, like a sharp cold weapon, and cut off the head of a person from the Ziyang Sect. Blood splashed everywhere and sprayed up to a height of more than one meter.
After entering the second level of the Phantom God, his combat power became even more terrifying, rising several times compared to before. The three ancient scriptures were circulating in his body, and the unparalleled divine energy spread. Every time he made a move, the void was shaken, and the power of his physical body was astonishing.
"ah!"
One of the people following Situ Mu screamed in agony. He had no ability to resist in front of Jiang Xiaofan. He was smashed into pieces by the top spiritual soldier with just one punch. Half of his body was broken into pieces, dripping with blood, and he was wailing in pain on the ground.
A thunderous light fell from the sky, dazzling and frightening, and chopped the man into ashes on the spot.
"Boom..."
The divine flower was bright, magic weapons flying and colliding all over the sky. Ziyang Sect, Ziwei Sect, and the last person following Situ Mu all attacked at the same time to stop Jiang Xiaofan, otherwise, no one would survive.
They are all very human. Although Xiu is not as good as Tang Hongguang and others, he is definitely not weak. But so what, in front of Jiang Xiaofan at this moment, these people had no ability to resist at all and could only howl in anger.
"Jiang Xiaofan, you are committing murderous crimes. You are a demon. Ziwei Sect and Ziyang Sect will not let you go. If you kill us, you will die too. By then, Huangtianmen will not be able to protect you!"
The Ziyang Sect and the Ziwei Sect roared one after another, and their magical powers and secret techniques came out, madly hitting the center of the Yangtze. The wild energy made the void chirp. However, even so, it could not hide the horror in their eyes, because in the final moment, Jiang Xiaofan's body flashed with silver light, and all his divine power was shattered.
"Ziwei Sect, Ziyang Sect, you are as shameless as ever!" Jiang Xiaofan sneered, two dazzling sword energy passed by, and said disdainfully: "What kind of place do you think this is? The burial place of gods and ghosts, the most powerful trial, like this Words can only make others look down upon you, you are just a bunch of trash, a disgrace!"
"you!"
The people of these two groups were angry, and their faces were ashen.
Jiang Xiaofan didn't understand what he said, but who among the trialists on the periphery could not understand? The strongest trial is hosted by the four great immortal sects. Participating in it is equivalent to signing a life and death contract and dying on this land. No matter for any reason, the sect or friends of the deceased are not allowed to be in the burial place of gods and ghosts. Seeking hatred outside.
Therefore, even if someone beheaded the saint sons of these two major sects in the burial ground of gods and ghosts, Ziwei Sect and Ziyang Sect had no reason to say anything. But now, the disciples of these two lines actually spoke like this, which made many trialists feel very contemptuous. They all discussed in low voices and pointed at these people.
"I told you a long time ago that you are all going to die!"
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were cold and he directly scanned out the sword gang.
The most powerful test, the testers can kill each other and snatch other people's treasures. There is nothing to worry about. But in the midst of it, even though Jiang Xiaofan was extremely powerful, he still believed in his own principles. He would not offend others unless they offend him. He never took the initiative to stir up trouble.
But now, these people actually attacked his friends, killing them one after another, forcing the four of them into a desperate situation in the rotting forest. How could he remain indifferent to this and strike cruelly? The surging murderous intent passed by like the cold current of death.
During this process, Bing Xin did not take any action, but quietly watched the rotten forest ahead. Jiang Xiaofan is now powerful enough. Even if she is a cultivator at the ninth level of the Illusion God, she doesn't think she can really defeat him.
"ah!"
Screams echoed in this space. In front of Jiang Xiaofan, these people really had no ability to resist. More than a dozen powerful beings in the Illusory God Realm were killed in a matter of seconds, turning into corpses.
The yin wind blew by, making a rustling sound, and everyone was shocked, as hard to move as a fossil. The place was so silent that you could hear a pin drop and even the sound of swallowing saliva.
Including Tang Hongguang, Fang Cheng, and Situ Mu, a total of sixteen powerful trialists died in this place. They were all wiped out by Jiang Xiaofan, leaving only the corpses on the ground, and the blood stained a large area of the land.
Ruthless, terrifying, this is the most real feeling of those onlookers at this moment.
Jiang Xiaofan tilted his head and swept his cold eyes in all directions, which immediately made the onlookers here tremble. Although these people didn't take any action, they looked on with cold eyes and pointed at them in a lively manner, which made Jiang Xiaofan very unhappy.
“Chichi…”
Hundreds of sword energies were swung out, making a chirping sound, and instantly shattered the formation outside the rotting forest.
This is a kind of sealing barrier, supported by a dozen phantom god cultivators, it can block even the powerful human emperors inside, making it difficult to break out. But now that the person who presided over the formation has been executed, and Jiang Xiaofan is outside the barrier, it is naturally very easy to destroy it.
"Huh..."
At the moment when the barrier collapsed, a strange sinister wind blew out from it, rolling up pieces of black ancient leaves, carrying a rotten and moldy smell, like a fierce ghost standing in the ancient forest and breathing. Very disgusting.
The rotten forest is so dark that no light can shine in. It is like a black hole that swallows up all life. It is like a beast with fangs in the night, waiting for its prey to enter. It is terrifying.
"There's something dirty inside..."
Bing Xin frowned, feeling an ominous feeling. And to be able to do this to her, it was obvious that this piece of rotten forest was very unusual, and the things inside were terrifying, which made her feel the pressure even at the peak of the Illusion God's Ninth Layer.
"Dirty things, it's bad luck for them if they encounter me!"
Without changing his expression, Jiang Xiaofan stepped in with one step, following the scent of Ye Yuanxue and others remaining in the air. Naturally, he also realized that this piece of rotten forest contained great dangers, because the yin energy alone was so permeable that even the powerful man felt a chill on his skin, as if he had been scratched by a razor blade.
But even so, he didn't care at all. He controlled the Buddhist scriptures and the Thunder God Art, which were all supreme methods for restraining evil spirits. The special ones are Buddhist scriptures, which are specifically designed to suppress ghosts and ghosts.
A flash of snow flashed in Bing Xin's eyes, her expression was very calm, and she followed Jiang Xiaofan in. A moment later, she was covered by a black smoke and disappeared from the sight of many onlookers.
"That person from Huangtianmen, the saint from Ice Palace, they..."
"I actually went in by myself!"
"It's a desperate place there. You can't get in but you can't get out. Are these two crazy?!"
It wasn't until Jiang Xiaofan and Bing Xin's figures completely disappeared deep into the rotten forest that the onlookers in this place all came back to their senses and looked at each other in disbelief. They have been standing here for a long time, so they naturally know how scary the forest ahead is. Otherwise, Tang Hongguang and others would not have forced Ye Yuanxue and others in. It was a fatal spot.
"Click, click..."
The rotten forest was filled with the smell of rot, and the ground was covered with black book leaves. Jiang Xiaofan and Bing Xin walked side by side, stepping on the ground, making a squeaking sound, and sometimes there would even be a smelly yellowish liquid flowing out.
"Is it cold?"
Jiang Xiaofan tilted his head and asked Bing Xin, but later he felt that this question was a bit redundant. Because Bing Xin practices the extremely cold ancient method of Xuan Bing, and she has been at the top of the giant ice peak all year round, this bit of coldness is really nothing to her.
"fine."
Unexpectedly, Bing Xin replied.
Suddenly, a guzzling sound came out, and Jiang Xiaofan followed the sound and looked. There was a dead skeleton lying in front of him, with pits and pits on it, and bugs like iron armor were squirming, drilling in and out of the bones, which immediately changed his color, and he and Bing Xin took a step back at the same time.
"The Corpse Insect, there is such a thing here!"
When Jiang Xiaofan spoke, he couldn't help but shrink his neck and felt goosebumps popping up all over his body. Even Miss Bing Xin frowned and stared ahead with fearful eyes. It was obvious that the so-called Corpse Insect was very scary.