However, as soon as his voice came out, no one responded, only the sound of a body falling to the ground.
He suddenly looked back and saw a black-robed monk holding a dagger dripping with blood, reaping the lives of a dozen black-robed monks who had accompanied him.
Those monks with impressive cultivation bases were completely powerless to resist and stood there motionless, letting the sharp blades cut through their throats...
The smell of blood filled the air, and he suddenly came back to his senses. Looking at the masked figure, he cried out in shock: "Fengjiu! You are Fengjiu!"
Those people had no power to resist, because a strong pressure had shocked each of them. This was an absolute strong man! The only one who could do this, apart from their master, was Feng Jiu!
As soon as he uttered the voice, he wanted to escape, but as soon as he turned around, a sharp sword energy attacked him. The man's figure froze for a moment, and then he pounced forward.
Fengjiu stepped forward, looked at the black-robed man crawling on the ground, and said, "Unfortunately, you know it too late." As soon as she finished speaking, Tunyun rushed forward and bit off his neck in one bite, strangling his screams in his throat.
"Master, let's kill them!" Lao Bai came to her side and said.
“No hurry, wait a little longer.” Feng Jiu said, collecting their space rings and Qiankun bags. “Half an incense stick of time, after another half an incense stick of time, we won’t have to deal with those people anymore.”
She and the two beasts waited here for half an incense stick of time. After half an incense stick of time, she changed into her own clothes and walked back with the two contracted beasts.
When she saw the monks falling to the ground and wailing, she curled her lips coldly. Since the Lord of the Black Lotus dared to bring her here, he should have this painful awareness.
The people before him had completely lost all their spiritual energy, and their bodies felt as if they were being gnawed by millions of insects and ants. They rolled on the ground in pain, unable to breathe.
When they saw Feng Jiu, dressed in red, walking slowly towards them with two mythical beasts following behind her, horror appeared in their eyes.
"Feng, Fengjiu? Why is she still here?!"
They had been searching for her for so many days without success, and they all thought she had escaped. But who would have thought that she was still here? Thinking of the problems they had encountered one by one, and seeing Feng Jiu walking slowly towards them, how could they not know what was going on
Feng Jiu stopped and scanned those people, and at the same time ordered the two contracted beasts behind her: "Don't leave any of them alive!"
As her voice fell, the two contracted beasts roared and pounced forward. At the same time, Feng Jiu drew her sword and began to harvest lives like a messenger from hell...
Blood splattered, limbs scattered, screams continued, and the bloody scene made the monks tremble. They were not afraid of death, but they watched death approaching step by step, and watched the red figure reaping lives like a Rakshasa walking towards them, their hearts trembled.
They wanted to escape, but they couldn't. Even if they abandoned their bodies and escaped as Nascent Souls, they couldn't escape because they didn't have any strength left, and the spiritual energy in their bodies disappeared without a trace...